The Great 2011 Rilking of Bowling Green. As of this post, it has gone on for over 2 hours with very little stoppage in the action.

At the behest of my fellow Architects, I present to you my archive.

Videos:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JurVQYiPWto
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKmgaxLtFP8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lDZUVEcFgIc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQuDXTY6jko
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z16Fijl0Q7s

Photos:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/65445781@N06/sets/72157627236756260/

Feel free to add your own contributions to this historic event! Remember the day. WHERE WERE YOU!?

EDIT: All videos have been uploaded.

Edited by Egamer86 (July 20, 2011 11:41:55)

I am amazing by the amount of pots this guy wasted, he's been rilking for 90 minutes straight!

LULZ i was there... but i cant kill him fast enough... poor kid he should be ashamed of himself... there are better ways to waste money >:-)

Edited by Metagross (July 20, 2011 02:52:36)

One of the largest gatherings of Architects I've ever seen.

First, let me introduce a new word to the SC lexicon.

Rilking: To waste mana pots
ex: "I was rilking during that battle and I have no mana pots left"

I have a couple of screens to share of this historic event.

http://bit.ly/pjnqRZ
http://bit.ly/qdvfBd

I have a slightly more detailed definition for a new dictionary of terms I'm working on:

Poetrilk (v.)
1. The waste of many mana pots in a fruitless effort. Often laughed at by the victorious side.
2. Running through mana pots like there is no recession. (Original definition by term creator)
Named for the user PoetRilke, who practiced this for more than 90 minutes alone against approximately 40 enemies summoned by the user Vonkastell in a spectator event known as the Poetrilking Of Bowling Green. Ex. "I went through 12 pots and didn't make a scratch on the enemy defenses. I need to stop this poetrilking or I'll be broke."

Ok, after that epic event i decided to PM PoetRilke. Here's the conversation:

Me: Hey, how many pots did you use at New York?

PoetRilke: Who knows?!

Me: So what was the point in all that anyways?

PoetRilke: I hope it wasn't a bad thing. I do it to generators and plenty of other things, too.

Me: Nah, it made a pretty good crowd. You sure are determined, arent you?

PoetRilke: Let's just say F**k em! Look at how many couldn't take me down!

Me: Hey, since you gave us so much energy with your beacons, you are now officially an Honorary Architect.

PoetRilkeNot responding)

Me: So do you have any idea how famous you are now? And that we made a new word(Rilking, v. To waste a large amount of mana pots), and that you're on Youtube?

PoetRilke: (Still not responding)

Maybe he was searching for the stuff we put about him, and try delete it all with his super rich family i guess? or maybe send a contract killer to us archis... O_O

"And Rilking shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall remember-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in Shadow Cities now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not there,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon the Great Rilking of Bowling Green"

After 3 hours of watching my screen glow from spell after spell, I knew we all had become family...hope you forgive me for such a poor appropriation of Shakespeare's words for this occasion...