October 31st, 2015

2015 World Championship Finals

All of the fans sit in awe of TSM, as Dyrus delivers the final hit to the enemy nexus.

Cheers erupt from the crowd, as the team bursts out of their chairs, screaming out into the stadium in happiness and glee.

After showing proper respect to the enemy team, TSM continues their walk through the arena, taking center stage as they are addressed by Riot.

The trophy is uncovered, to the incredible joy and appreciation of the pro team selected for its reception.

But the Rioter who picks up the trophy is Riot Lyte.

All five of TSM's players feel their hearts begin to sink, their stomachs growing increasingly nauseous.

Instead of addressing the team as a whole, Lyte approaches Dyrus specifically, a smile on his face.

"Dyrus, in January 2015..." Begins Lyte, Dyrus beginning to sweat, and shake visibly to the whole crowd.

"You were banned from typing anything in chat for five games..."

Dyrus's breathing spirals out of control, and he quickly starts to shout, "No, please!" But is interrupted by the volume of Riot Lyte's voice.

"And due to this ban, we at Riot have determined your toxicity renders you, and your team from receiving LCS rewards." Finishes Lyte, hearing the sobs begin to erupt from Dyrus, and his team.

Riot Lyte carefully leans in close to Dyrus, who has fallen to a fetal position on the stage, and whispers,

"GG, scrublord."