Atlas: YOU
Atlas: WILL BE MY MEAT SHIELDS.
Atlas: LETS DO THIS.
And we did. An Atlas was escorted by a Dragon and a Centurion that day, and the enemy team shed many tears. It was glorious.
I don't know what the moral of this story is. Maybe try to be a more awesome person to the people who scratch you. Maybe try to turn an accident into better teamwork. It sure as hell worked for us.
Edited by Toong, 04 February 2013 - 10:45 AM.