Skibid

Voice lines Ɑ͞ ̶͞ ̶͞ ̶͞ لں͞

100

bazinga ☝🤓

Teemo: "I pledge to uphold the Bandle scout way and serve yordlekind each and every day." 

200

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴bob 👅

Sejuani: "Fight or make room for those who will." 

300

𝓰𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻.

Space Groove Blitz & Crank : "Yoink!"

400

Skibidisigm🐺🥶

Lillia hums.

500

✋🏿🧑🏿🦲🤚🏿🔫👮🏻

Bard meep spawn: 

•  "Utora!"
•    "Utal!"
•    "Xaley!"
•    "Utei!"
•    "Uva!"
•    "Iba!"
•    "Idei!"
•    "Kasoma!"
•    "Atal!"
•    "Oba-ma-dei!"
•    "Oma!"
•    "Mada!"
•    "Bomma!"
•    "Natar!"
•    "Nashe!"

Freaky lore

100

Say Gex bol medzi Gravesom a Twistedom?

Ano bol

200

Say Gex bol medzi Lee sinom a Udyrom?

Ano bol

 𝕤𝕪𝕓𝕒𝕦💔🥀

300

Čo urobil Gankplank po tom ako zistil že sa bude manžel illaoi?

Typek sfalšoval svoju smrť

꧁𝔂𝓪𝓼𝓼 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷꧂

400

Ledros a Kalista

nie lebo zomrely skorej kôli viegovej tvrdohlavej hlave a hecarim ich zabil
𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻𓀂𓀬𓁅𓁅𓃂𓄆𓃻

500

Neviem kdo toto vybere ale ked je to lukaš dostane robo 500 bodov a ked robo tak zase lukaš 500 bodov

ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ !𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓪

Miška

100

Spýtal som sa Mišky:

Podla teba keby si si mala vybrat kdo mal zomret medzi yasuom a yonem tak kdo?

Draven?? uhhhhhh

200

Spýtal som sa Mišky:

Keby si mohla mat hoci aku zbran s lolka ktora by to bola?

Sett???? jebe nechapem ani ja neboj

300

Spýtal som sa Mišky:

Povedz mi čišlo od 1 do 10

27?? asi fetovala

400

Spýtal som sa Mišky:

Prečo?

Lebo keď zmiešaš ružovú s tučniakom, vznikne ti odpadkový kôš

Fetuje🥀 🥀 🥀 

500

Spýtal som sa Mišky:

Let me tell you about my glade.

On a clear night—like this night, in fact—when the moon is full and ripe, silver light glitters on star-shaped leaves with hair-fine fronds like threads of silk, and night-blooming Seleneia render my glade a magical wonderland.

A traveler might catch the scent of far distant continents on the wind. Only hints, to be sure, but such hints! A bouquet of desert spices, sun-baked stone, and salt from the crests of racing waves, mingled with the evergreen sap-scent of highland firs. You might think such a turn of phrase overly whimsical, words that might tumble from the lips of a hopeless romantic, or a lovelorn poet. You’d be right, of course, but that doesn’t make them any less true.

And while we’re on the subject of romantics—an artistic soul might, if they came here at just the right time, see dancing patterns in the moonglow dappling through the forest canopy. Their eye might follow it around, gradually sensing an order to the play of light and shadow across the bark of a tree, or in the ripples upon a pool of water. A pattern that almost looks like it might just form a doorway of sorts, if only it would complete.

But no matter how those patterns swirl and dance, they never fully coalesce into a whole. Almost never, that is. After all, the magic of these lands is skittish—with good reason—and doesn’t reveal its secrets to just anyone. We nature spirits are drawn to places like this. They nurture us, as we in turn nurture them. You can find us all over the world—in some places more than others, yes, but if there’s magic bubbling up, like as not you’ll find a spirit like me.

I flatter myself that the glade I inhabit is more infused with it than most other places in this land that mortals call Noxus—if you know the right way to look. Most of this world’s inhabitants have forgotten how to see, how to really see, but there are others, a whole race of them, in fact, who never forgot. They’re called yordles, and they’re not exactly from this world. I’m friends with a lot of them.

Two of them are approaching now. It sounds like they’re trying to get back to their kin, but they’re having trouble with the—for want of a better word—key that’s supposed to help them find their way home. You see, the low roads they travel don’t run on the surface of this world. Nor do they travel straight, like those of the men who call the lands hereabouts home. They curve and loop, swirling all around the place like a crazy knot you can’t ever untie.

Most yordles know how to travel them relatively easily, but these two?

Let’s just say they’re not the best-suited traveling companions. I can hear them, just beyond the spirit veil, bickering like a pair of hungry foxes.

They’ll be here soon, but I wonder if they know they’re not the only ones approaching.

Mortals are coming this way. Warriors. Armored in steel and stone, bearing instruments of death. I don’t like them, but don’t misunderstand my reasons. I understand death is necessary, a vital part of the natural cycle of being, but these people only take, and don’t give back. They pave over the land with roads that do not curve. They use their axes and saws to clear the land of growing things. They are an empire of angles and order. Nearby trees bend away from them in response, but they don’t notice, of course.

Mortals almost always miss their impact on the world around them.

A woman with long brown hair is the first to enter my wooded glade. She taps spurred heels to her horse’s flanks, and rides in a circle, scanning the treeline and ground for signs of life that might mean her harm.

Her eyes are cold, and she surveys the beauty of the trees like a woodsman sharpening an axe.

She halts her mount in the middle of the glade and sits in silence. She hears birdsong, the sighing of the forest, and the burbling stream flowing over time-smoothed rocks. Most people who come here are calmed by these sounds, their souls replenished simply by being in nature.

But not her.

None of the forest’s energy touches her, and I don’t know whether to feel sad or angry. The woman is patient, and only after several minutes pass does she lift her arm and spread her fingers wide. Moments later, a dozen riders appear at the edge of the glade. Their horses are exhausted, flanks lathered white and heads bowed. These animals have carried their riders a great distance, so I extend a little magic into their tired limbs. They whinny and toss their manes in gratitude.

Jaký banger🥀 😭

ඞ ඞ ඞ ඞ ඞ ඞ ඞ

100

大多數約德爾人都知道他唱歌並不好聽，就像兩隻飢餓的狗一樣，但請不要誤解我的理由。我明白死亡是必要的，是自然循環中不可或缺的一部分，但這些人只會索取，不會付出。他們用筆直的道路鋪滿大地，用斧頭和鋸子清除土地上的植被。他們是一個由角度和秩序構成的帝國。附近的樹木會為了躲避他們而彎曲，但他們當然不會注意到。
凡人幾乎總是忽略了他們對周圍世界的影響。
一個有著棕色長髮的女人第一個走進了我的林間空地。她用馬刺輕敲馬的側腹，繞著馬盤旋，目光掃視著樹林和地面，尋找可能對她構成威脅的生命跡象。她的眼神冰冷，審視著樹木的美麗，就像伐木工人在磨斧頭。她勒住坐騎。那女人很有耐心，過了好幾分鐘才抬起手臂，張開手指。片刻之後，十幾名騎士出現在林間空地的邊緣。他們的馬兒筋疲力盡，側腹沾滿了白色的泥土，低垂著頭。這些馬馱著騎手走了很遠的路，所以我給它們疲憊的四肢施了些魔法。它們嘶鳴著，甩動著鬃毛，以示感激。

𓅓𓅱𓋴𓏏 𓇌𓅱𓂋𓂧𓃭𓅂𓋴 𓈎𓈖𓅱𓅃 𓉔𓅂 𓈖𓅱𓏏 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓃀𓅂𓋴𓏏𓇿𓋴𓅲𓈖𓎼 𓃭𓇋𓈎𓅂 𓄿 𓊪𓄿𓇋𓂋 𓅱𓆑 𓉔𓅲𓈖𓎼𓂋𓇌 𓈎𓅂 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓅓𓄼 𓃀𓅲𓏏 𓂧𓅱𓈖’𓏏 𓅓𓇋𓋴𓅲𓈖𓂧𓅂𓂋𓋴𓏏𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓅓𓇌 𓂋𓅂𓄿𓋴𓅱𓈖𓋴. 𓇋 𓅲𓈖𓂧𓅂𓂋𓋴𓏏𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓂧𓅂𓄿𓏏𓉔 𓇋𓋴 𓈖𓅂𓎢𓅂𓋴𓋴𓄿𓂋𓇌𓄼 𓄿 𓆯𓇋𓏏𓄿𓃭 𓊪𓄿𓂋𓏏 𓅱𓆑 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓈖𓄿𓏏𓅲𓂋𓄿𓃭 𓎢𓇌𓎢𓃭𓅂 𓅱𓆑 𓃀𓅂𓇋𓈖𓎼𓄼 𓃀𓅲𓏏 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓋴𓅂 𓊪𓅂𓅱𓊪𓃭𓅂 𓅱𓈖𓃭𓇌 𓏏𓄿𓈎𓅂𓄼 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓂧𓅱𓈖’𓏏 𓎼𓇋𓆯𓅂 𓃀𓄿𓎢𓈎. 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇌 𓊪𓄿𓆯𓅂 𓅱𓆯𓅂𓂋 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓃭𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓅃𓇋𓏏𓉔 𓂋𓅱𓄿𓂧𓋴 𓏏𓉔𓄿𓏏 𓂧𓅱 𓈖𓅱𓏏 𓎢𓅲𓂋𓆯𓅂. 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇌 𓅲𓋴𓅂 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇋𓂋 𓄿𓇨𓅂𓋴 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓋴𓄿𓅃𓋴 𓏏𓅱 𓎢𓃭𓅂𓄿𓂋 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓃭𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓅱𓆑 𓎼𓂋𓅱𓅃𓇋𓈖𓎼 𓏏𓉔𓇋𓈖𓎼𓋴. 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇌 𓄿𓂋𓅂 𓄿𓈖 𓅂𓅓𓊪𓇋𓂋𓅂 𓅱𓆑 𓄿𓈖𓎼𓃭𓅂𓋴 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓅱𓂋𓂧𓅂𓂋. 𓈖𓅂𓄿𓂋𓃀𓇌 𓏏𓂋𓅂𓅂𓋴 𓃀𓅂𓈖𓂧 𓄿𓅃𓄿𓇌 𓆑𓂋𓅱𓅓 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓅓 𓇋𓈖 𓂋𓅂𓋴𓊪𓅱𓈖𓋴𓅂𓄼 𓃀𓅲𓏏 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇌 𓂧𓅱𓈖’𓏏 𓈖𓅱𓏏𓇋𓎢𓅂𓄼 𓅱𓆑 𓎢𓅱𓅲𓂋𓋴𓅂.

 𓅓𓅱𓂋𓏏𓄿𓃭𓋴 𓄿𓃭𓅓𓅱𓋴𓏏 𓄿𓃭𓅃𓄿𓇌𓋴 𓅓𓇋𓋴𓋴 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇋𓂋 𓇋𓅓𓊪𓄿𓎢𓏏 𓅱𓈖 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓅃𓅱𓂋𓃭𓂧 𓄿𓂋𓅱𓅲𓈖𓂧 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓅓.

 𓄿 𓅃𓅱𓅓𓄿𓈖 𓅃𓇋𓏏𓉔 𓃭𓅱𓈖𓎼 𓃀𓂋𓅱𓅃𓈖 𓉔𓄿𓇋𓂋 𓇋𓋴 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓆑𓇋𓂋𓋴𓏏 𓏏𓅱 𓅂𓈖𓏏𓅂𓂋 𓅓𓇌 𓅃𓅱𓅱𓂧𓅂𓂧 𓎼𓃭𓄿𓂧𓅂. 𓋴𓉔𓅂 𓏏𓄿𓊪𓋴 𓋴𓊪𓅲𓂋𓂋𓅂𓂧 𓉔𓅂𓅂𓃭𓋴 𓏏𓅱 𓉔𓅂𓂋 𓉔𓅱𓂋𓋴𓅂’𓋴 𓆑𓃭𓄿𓈖𓈎𓋴𓄼 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓂋𓇋𓂧𓅂𓋴 𓇋𓈖 𓄿 𓎢𓇋𓂋𓎢𓃭𓅂𓄼 𓋴𓎢𓄿𓈖𓈖𓇋𓈖𓎼 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓏏𓂋𓅂𓅂𓃭𓇋𓈖𓅂 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓎼𓂋𓅱𓅲𓈖𓂧 𓆑𓅱𓂋 𓋴𓇋𓎼𓈖𓋴 𓅱𓆑 𓃭𓇋𓆑𓅂 𓏏𓉔𓄿𓏏 𓅓𓇋𓎼𓉔𓏏 𓅓𓅂𓄿𓈖 𓉔𓅂𓂋 𓉔𓄿𓂋𓅓. 𓉔𓅂𓂋 𓅂𓇌𓅂𓋴 𓄿𓂋𓅂 𓎢𓅱𓃭𓂧𓄼 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓋴𓉔𓅂 𓋴𓅲𓂋𓆯𓅂𓇌𓋴 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓃀𓅂𓄿𓅲𓏏𓇌 𓅱𓆑 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓏏𓂋𓅂𓅂𓋴 𓃭𓇋𓈎𓅂 𓄿 𓅃𓅱𓅱𓂧𓋴𓅓𓄿𓈖 𓋴𓉔𓄿𓂋𓊪𓅂𓈖𓇋𓈖𓎼 𓄿𓈖 𓄿𓇨𓅂. 𓋴𓉔𓅂 𓉔𓄿𓃭𓏏𓋴 𓉔𓅂𓂋 𓅓𓅱𓅲𓈖𓏏  𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓅃𓅱𓅓𓄿𓈖 𓇋𓋴 𓊪𓄿𓏏𓇋𓅂𓈖𓏏𓄼 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓅱𓈖𓃭𓇌 𓄿𓆑𓏏𓅂𓂋 𓋴𓅂𓆯𓅂𓂋𓄿𓃭 𓅓𓇋𓈖𓅲𓏏𓅂𓋴 𓊪𓄿𓋴𓋴 𓂧𓅱𓅂𓋴 𓋴𓉔𓅂 𓃭𓇋𓆑𓏏 𓉔𓅂𓂋 𓄿𓂋𓅓 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓋴𓊪𓂋𓅂𓄿𓂧 𓉔𓅂𓂋 𓆑𓇋𓈖𓎼𓅂𓂋𓋴 𓅃𓇋𓂧𓅂. 𓅓𓅱𓅓𓅂𓈖𓏏𓋴 𓃭𓄿𓏏𓅂𓂋𓄼 𓄿 𓂧𓅱𓊃𓅂𓈖 𓂋𓇋𓂧𓅂𓂋𓋴 𓄿𓊪𓊪𓅂𓄿𓂋 𓄿𓏏 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓅂𓂧𓎼𓅂 𓅱𓆑 𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓎼𓃭𓄿𓂧𓅂. 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇋𓂋 𓉔𓅱𓂋𓋴𓅂𓋴 𓄿𓂋𓅂 𓅂𓇨𓉔𓄿𓅲𓋴𓏏𓅂𓂧𓄼 𓆑𓃭𓄿𓈖𓈎𓋴 𓃭𓄿𓏏𓉔𓅂𓂋𓅂𓂧 𓅃𓉔𓇋𓏏𓅂 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓉔𓅂𓄿𓂧𓋴 𓃀𓅱𓅃𓅂𓂧. 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓋴𓅂 𓄿𓈖𓇋𓅓𓄿𓃭𓋴 𓉔𓄿𓆯𓅂 𓎢𓄿𓂋𓂋𓇋𓅂𓂧 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇋𓂋 𓂋𓇋𓂧𓅂𓂋𓋴 𓄿 𓎼𓂋𓅂𓄿𓏏 𓂧𓇋𓋴𓏏𓄿𓈖𓎢𓅂𓄼 𓋴𓅱 𓇋 𓅂𓇨𓏏𓅂𓈖𓂧 𓄿 𓃭𓇋𓏏𓏏𓃭𓅂 𓅓𓄿𓎼𓇋𓎢 𓇋𓈖𓏏𓅱 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇋𓂋 𓏏𓇋𓂋𓅂𓂧 𓃭𓇋𓅓𓃀𓋴. 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇌 𓅃𓉔𓇋𓈖𓈖𓇌 𓄿𓈖𓂧 𓏏𓅱𓋴𓋴 𓏏𓉔𓅂𓇋𓂋 𓅓𓄿𓈖𓅂𓋴 𓇋𓈖 𓎼𓂋𓄿𓏏𓇋𓏏𓅲𓂧𓅂.

200

9+10

21

300

300

film o sparte 👍 

400

ktora postava je hated za to že ma 0%30275208745087 dashov v kite?

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaambesa
Błàçk ńïggër ♡ 𓀐𓂺 🤰👩‍🍼

500

kdo je lepši junlger

Dawiih#BOMBA

alebo

duplex#1932

asi ja ( Dawiih#BOMBA )

𝓲𝓶 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓪

100

League of legends

100 bodov free
500 bodov ked si povedal že je to mrdka, kokotina, jebnuta pičovina, atď

200

Neviem dochadzaju mi nápady

free 200bodov ig 🍆🍑😩👉👌💦

Heslo na otazku 500 v 𝓲𝓶 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓪 je rampuzan

300

Aurelion, Draven, Pyke, Zeri, Evelynn, Garen, Darius, Urgot

Execute

400

*farts cutely🎀*

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500

Heslo?

Keď neviete tak chodte do piče z tadeto ked bude heslo bude reward

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