In vanilla, Pikaboo was born on Hyjal server. I ran two cruel barbs with lifestealing enchants. I wreaked havoc on the battlefield and did to purely crush noobs. I’m not hiding it. I figured out how to wall jump and one bg, I managed to wall jump over the horde gate going out tunnel. As soon as the bg began, I jumped into the alliance flag room and murdered all 10 alliance. Those naked pukes had nothing on me.
Then boredom sat in. One day, an alliance rogue popped into my bg, Vindicate or something like that. That little gnome rogue kicked my teeth in. I was a terrible player running around in good gear. After several games against this rogue, I realized, he outgeared me. I went back to thottbot and looked for better gear. I found it and went after it.
I then could fight toe to toe and had some amazing matches against this little gnome. A couple weeks passed and this little gnome started multiboxing with a human pally named Twobox(sp?). I couldn’t even get close to taking the pair down.
I remember begging in trade chat for more people to create 19 twinks to help take this duo down. One day, this other rogue with an x in his name zoned into the bg. I was amazed. I saw the twinked duo on the scoreboard and suddenly I felt like we had a chance. A beautiful game that was. We smoked the multiboxer twerp. He could alt tab fast enough before we overpowered him and took him down.
Not long after that, an ally warrior joined him.
Then we gained this bear druid that had a crap ton of health.
Then they gained a hunter.
My brother created a warrior… Apocalypse
More twinks were made.
Right at the release of BC, we had our first 10v10 twink battle and it was honestly the best day of my wow life. Looking back I laugh because of the lack of abilities we had and we were basically just running around auto attacking each other. But we tried to pull off so much strategy in those little games.
Healturd was born. My belf priest. I made him to heal my fellow twink brethren in bc. We lacked healers yet saw the need to have them… No one just wanted to do it. I could partner with this near bear twink and we would never die running our flag. There wasn’t enough cc to stop me long enough for them to eat through his mega health pool.
Then real life happened and I had to grow up and get a job to pay for gas, women, and school. When I came back, my twink brethren were all gone and I put my twink days behind me.
The end.