Am I back to 0 LP? Yes Am I crying? Yes Am I OK? No

I will be queuing TFT until I am Emerald. This is no longer ranked and this is now psychological warfare. If you see my LP has not changed in hours just know I’m not ok. I will not sleep, I will not eat and I will be shedding lots of tears until I’m out of depths of Plat hell!

To the people who love TFT SET 17 I hope you step on Legos barefoot and you have the most inconvenienced day of your life!

Play TFT they said. TFT won’t ruin your mental they said. There are no junglers or adc’s in TFT they said. TFT won’t make you depressed like league they said. I was 12LP from emerald and now I’m 135LP away. I’ve cried more playing set 17 than I have playing league of legends.

EVERYONE, I have an announcement! Next year I will be teaching NOTHING! I’m not going back into the classroom! I’ll be finishing my Master’s in December, then pursuing a dual Juris and PhD in Educational Leadership. I’ll be working part time as a Professor.

Dear @Mortdog While you are enjoying your sabbatical, I need to tell you the tragic tale of a Double Up game that altered the course of history forever. This story is so devastating and tragic that TFT historians will one day refer to it as the fall of the double up duo. It was my 3rd game of the day with @Sl4sh3r51. I was exhausted. Drained. My tiny 5’2 frame had already carried this man through multiple lobbies and my back was hanging on by a thread. I’m pretty sure I’d qualify for workers comp at this point. We load into lobby. EVERYONE is Masters. We are not Masters. Me in the depths of Plat 4 inferno and my partner barely Diamond. The air changed. Suddenly this was no longer a TFT game. This was survival. A test from the heavens themselves. So naturally I think to myself, “this is the game my duo finally carries me.” A beautiful fantasy that I tried to gaslight myself into believing. So I decide to play Diana. I hit Diana 3 Anima and everything is going according to plan. I’m healthy losing. Perfectly losing. Artistically losing. Picasso himself would’ve admired the streak. The losses were handcrafted like fine art, Moet could’ve painted my board. Then disaster strikes! Melleehh sells their ENTIRE BOARD before fighting me. Not accidentally! On purpose to destroy my loss streak. There I was watching in real time my loss streak end. My anima spot ruined. My economy blown. This tragic event destroying generations of family honor. My bloodline screaming in agony. I was feeling true pain. You know the kind of pain poets write about. The kind of pain sailors feel before being swallowed up by the sea. But the torture was not over! If that wasn’t enough, I get the WORST Arbiter options imaginable. It felt like straight up treason by the TFT gods themselves. I immediately realize Diana is no longer in the cards for me. My dreams? Dead. My hopes? Gone. My LP? Under investigation. At this point a lesser player would have surrendered. Not me. My augment choice finally comes back around. The TFT gods cruel but very merciful looked down upon me and granted me Restart Mission. And do you know what I did? I became the villain. I did not choose peace! I chose vengeance! I pivoted directly into the SAME comp Melleehh was playing. If I was going down I wasn’t going down alone. I had pandoras giving me all the items I needed. I full sent to level 8 and when I came face to face with the enemy again, I destroyed them!! I also added salt to the wound and pinged them. You know who went hand and hand straight to bot 4? Melleehh and their duo and my duo and I. Luckily my duo and I were able to claw our way to 3rd through pure spite, rage, and determination! I did not win LP that game. In fact I lost LP. But I won something greater and it was vengeance. Justice was served.

Me after scouting and deciding to go Dark Star because I got the emblem, had a kaisa, liss, cho, and mord start, 100% health and econ perfect spot. I to level 7 and all of a sudden I'm being 4 way contested and everyone hits karma and their upgrade units but me.

Looking for a TFT Double Up duo! Requirements: - must carry (the only thing I’m carrying this set is emotional trauma) - understands pinging is my love language (I ping a lot but it’s cause I care) - willing to attend duo therapy after consecutive bot 4s - willing to share (your items, your gold, your hopes and dreams without anything in return) - forgiveness (I WILL tilt roll to 0 gold at level 8) - patience (I will not pivot) Perks of duoing with me: - I say “we’re so back” immediately before disaster - emotionally charged rerolls - unmatched ability to hit after we’re already dead - unstable mental Apply below 👇🏻

3 people in my lobby going Corki (all hit), 2 people going fast 9 Vex (both hit) and then there's me going 6th with Dark star. Please this set is just so frustrating and each patch gets worse.

Nice new patch TFT I was an augment down the entire game because I picked new recruit and didn’t even get the 1 slot!

I am perma stuck 0 LP Plat 4 no matter what comp I go! 5th, 6th, 5th, 6th, 6th, 5th, 7th, 5th, 6th, 6th, 5th!!!!

The real TFT Set Tierlist

Set 17 is just me watching my Master Yi, Riven and Fiora explode in 0.2 seconds while the enemies same units magically path straight to my backline like they had GPS coordinates

My Top 5 Horror Stories 1. A British man 2. 3 star 4 or 5 cost 3. Dying to ghost board 4. Greed Econ for one more round only to lose over 20 health 5. Hit level 8 roll down 70 gold for one copy

Massive difference between the league and TFT community. It’s like a breath of fresh air to be part of the TFT community. I’m so thankful for all the wonderful people I’ve met so far.

I have done the impossible and I have defeated gold. To all my haters I proved you wrong, I am no longer gold, I am now Plat!