elephant hunting very well done!
Wololo, Trololo & Yololo battle was a big production!

lol, thanks for sharing

Yeah, there are a lot of Wololo videos, but that one was really funny. The memebase will probably outlast the games themselves.

wubwubwub.

Horse Die Mix using ONLY the "horse_die" sound file cut up and pitch changed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBsV4m8-6PM


Imagine you are the swordsman in a battle...all of a sudden:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukgxZ8pEApo


Oh and there is this little story:

http://rennieash.wordpress.com/2013/03/18/the-babylonian-berry-bush-battle-2/

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This one is still funny:

http://www.angelfire.com/emo/ageofempires/listaoeplayer.html

Coming to think of it it is actually really strange that Heavy Horse Archers should move faster than the unupgraded version. Seems the prefix heavy is sometimes just applied to upgraded units whether it makes sense or not, just as in SWGB.

That list from the Zone days is just great. There must be a lot of these AoE artifacts that I've never seen.

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Just before launching they do a countdown from 5 ....5....4...3....2....1...0....lets go.....lauching.....now!

THIS. Getting so pumped up, readying my fingertips on the HC hotkeys...

Post removed by moderator, thanks for the heads up Basse.

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^ not sure if troll or spam

This youtube video is hilarious if you understand the concept behind ironic MLG420 parody vids.

More:
THE ORIGIN OF WOLOLO
Wololo Compilation - Age of Empire Priest
Pope Wololo
Pope's message for humanity MUST WATCH!
Wololo
Age of Empires Main Theme Dubstep Remix
AOM Llama
AoE II: HD Custom Scenario - Wololo Football
AoE II: HD - More Wololo Football Madness!
AoE II: HD Custom Scenario - Dodgeball
Funny story - Wololo and video game rights
Funny story - Wololo 10 Hours changes the world
Wololo merchandise missed opportunity
Wololo mod idea for AOM
Funny story - Into the Blue: An Abridged Chronicles of Wololo

The wololo football looks fun to play.

[This message has been edited by alincarpetman (edited 02-16-2016 @ 10:19 PM).]

Here's a little fun parody I came up with today:

Are you feeling stressed out lately because of your bad job?

Are people getting down on you for no other reason than they are crazy?

Do you feel like doing something about it but are afraid to lose your job, your mind, or even your life?

Maybe you are stuck in a big stressful city with lots of crazy people around you?

Or are you one of the many gamers in fear of being falsely accused of being a terrorist?

Well rest assured and have no fear because we are announcing an exciting new product for all gamers and non-gamers alike:

WOLOLO 10 Hours.

"Wololo, ayeyoyoyo, wololo..."

That's right, 10 hours of "that blue guy" - your favorite priest chanting and speaking those mysterious words that will eventually drive anyone insane and instantly convert them to your side!

You can use this product as a handy appy in your day-to-day life. Wololoing your enemies at work, school, public, even at home - wherever you have trouble doing good things. For example you may be walking down the street and a person harasses you for no reason because you were minding your business going on your way. If you download the Wololo app you can just display your phone in front of their face and they will be hypnotized by the blue guy.

For those who can't afford the latest expensive phones we are also offering a free, open-source version of Wololo - All you have to do is watch any Wololo video and learn to use your vocal chords to sing and chant your own version of Wololo in public, complete with your own dance moves that are guaranteed to convert the enemy to your side so you can enjoy a peaceful day without stress. You can even find a stick in the forest or in the garbage to use as your own personal Wololo staff. (The staff may also function as extra security in case your Wololoing conversion takes a little longer to accomplish and the enemy is already attacking you.)

Do you have a crazy boss at work? Maybe an irresponsible roommate? You can lock your door and leave Wololo 10 Hours playing very loudly on your computer, stereo, or phone while you are gone as revenge. If someone complains you can tell them it was just a glitch and you had no idea how it happened.

Do you get annoying telemarketers or other suspicious calls? Use Wololo as your answering machine.

How about a corrupt government or overzealous spy agency? You can troll them back with the power of Wololo. Combine this method with the power of Trololo to form the ultimate power of TROWOLO and your effectiveness at thwarting them is multiplied a thousandfold.

People everywhere are raving about Wololo 10 Hours. Here is a sample testimonial from a happy user:

"Before using Wololo 10 hours I was working a terrible job with lazy workers and very low pay. Every time I tried to do a good job, it only got me in more trouble. But after showing Wololo 10 hours to the people at work - everything changed - instantly! The workers tried to get away at first but eventually they were won over and went to work being very productive, I was amazed.

Before Wololo the company I worked for was going downhill due to systemic corruption. Now after Wololo it has become much more efficient and productive and even got into the top 100 best places to work in my entire country - everybody stuck at a bad job should use this product!"

Another reviewers share their experience:

"Just when I thought things could never ever get better in my life, they did: Eventually because of Wololo the workers at my job were working like never before - they were working very hard chopping wood, collecting food, building structures, in general just being very hard workers - finally it wasn't just me working so hard all the time.

They got so good at their job they even started building a cultural wonder that stood for thousands of years afterwards because they stopped being lazy and put their minds to focus on a good work ethic.

Thanks to Wololo our entire local economy improved for the better and managed to last for millenniums thanks to this wonderful product!"

So there you have it:
The world before Wololo = greedy, lazy, corrupt, incompetent.
The world after Wololo = very productive, organized, hard working, efficient.
It's no wonder the Nsa is spying on Wololoers across the globe and that our Wololo products are most feared in the top corridors of corrupt powers.

So don't wait any longer - improve your life today!

But wait - there is more - if you use Wololo 10 Hours within the next 24 hours then you are eligible for an exclusive of Wololo 10 Hours Blues Version - that's right, an even bluer version of your favorite blue original.

Some of you may feel that the original classic Wololo is "too plain", boring, or out of date. Well, we have just the right remixes for you so you can reach out to even more people regardless of their ethnic, economic or real-time-strategic preferences in this modern internet age we live in. You can stay confident that you will be spreading the gospel of Wololo in any kind of situation for the betterment of your fellow human beings.

And for those who are short on time or need a product that works even faster, we have Wololo 10 Minutes, Wololo Blues 10 Minute, and of course the original one-word Wololo chant itself: "WOLOLO." And for those times where Wololo doesn't work so well (which is very rare, but it does happen from time to time) we are throwing in this rockin blues version as a special when you need that extra motivation in your life. Life couldn't have gotten any better than just now!!

So there you have it folks, your satisfaction is guarantee! Use Wololo today! Start now!

Please share your testimonials and experiences below of how Wololo has changed your lifes and human civilizations for the better!

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRGOYrKPzns

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4hjxjYFrR94

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vodW4Av5taA

Funny Sam robot voice.

I never expected this to get into the news. Maybe we should start a "Wololo forum story game"? If anyone is interesting in continuing the funny stories:

Please share your testimonials and experiences below of how Wololo has changed your lifes and human civilizations for the better!

As I said elsewhere, thanks for the funny post, alincarpetman.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yn2pjvmhA8

So the Wololo priest got into Aoe2 CD version here and Steam EE version in the African Kingdoms expansion scenario editor.

Now he just needs to convince people to get himself into AOE3, AOM, SWGB and the cycle will be complete. Can we make it happen?

Once that mission is complete, he can move onto Rise of Nations, Rise of Legends and many other rts games - greatly expanding his sphere of influence.

[This message has been edited by alincarpetman (edited 02-21-2016 @ 06:30 PM).]

We could also build statues of the Wololo priest in every major city too, starting with Times square. Imagine the influence it will have.

We could also build statues of the Wololo priest in every major city too, starting with Times square. Imagine the influence it will have.

Yep, just imagine, the great sounds of "Wololo" emanating from all those huge flat screens, mesmerizing the populace into a blissful unity neverheretobeforeseen or experienced in this world.
Wars, fights, corruptions, lies, pains, sufferings, complications, accelerations, belief systems, ideological manias and all manners of conflicts and delusions would almost instantaneously evaporate
as Wololo Priest would unite humanity into the One True Great Blue State of Blueness, or Peace. Massive "Wololo Wonders" were constructed in each meglopolis, commemorating the victory of Blue above all else.

...

Of course, while this process was unfolding in the great urban centers of the industrial age, an alliance of academics, politicians, intelligence agencies, militaries and philosopher kings and queens
in opposition to this Blueness would be born. It was christened as The Great Redness, and for a brief time it looked as if they stood a chance and were winning some protracted battles.

They would use all available communication mediums and techniques to warn the populace that Wololo man's "supposed quest for peace" was itself a delusion, and that he himself was "just another
corrupted hypocrite vulnerable to the same problems, hungers, pains, passions, lusts and temporary momentary lapses of reason as the rest of humanity," therefore his Great Blueness that he and his fellow conspirators were forcibly attempting was "just another
failed attempt at some form of utopianism by forced conversions".

Alas, it was too late for these accusations, intelligence tactics, and even mass mobilizations and militarizations to succeed - somehow, someway, though initially outnumbered and outranged by the Red Ones,
the Blue Ones were victorious. Perhaps it was an ancient prophecy, a new technology, strength in numbers, strategical tactics, or simply the advantage of higher ground; regardless of whatever
the reasons were, the pale blue dot in the solar system proceeded to turn into an even bluer shade of blue as the Wololo utterances exponentially increased and proliferated throughout the lands,
waters, mountains, heavens and hidden places.

All manner of creatures, beasts, and biological lifeforms from bacterias to trees, plants, shrubs and grasses to large mammals were affected; even geological formations that stood still for eons were
now still standing, but were now "standing in style" - clad in blue. A historical event rivaling the human creation of language, religion, cities and technology had come into existence.

...

Eventually the newly created Wololo civilization sent out the first of many space probes which surpassed all the Voyagers, Pioneers, New Dawns and Horizons sent out previously, it was simply
named "Wololo" and it sped through the solar system and beyond, uttering "Wololo" in a variety of frequencies, hereby converting any sentient units and civilizational structures to the Great Blue Harmony.

In every new area of influence a new statue of the Wololo Priest and his Holy Vocalizations were constructed. They were adorned quite simply with a blue colored pigment or material and the words:


WOLOLO
AHYOYOYOU
AHYO
AHOHYOU

In places where natural resources were scarce a smaller structure with just the word "AHYO" was built, as even these were known to effectively proclaim and convert to all who passed within the line of sight
of these monuments, since due to their blindness and ignorance they couldn't see beyond a certain distance and weren't expecting such a situation to ever occur.
Some (yet to be converted) lifeforms have criticized the simpler quality of these obelisks as a result of laziness or even a decline in Wololo standards of production and expansion, yet others hold to the belief
that these are mere "placeholders" for even greater Wololings to come.

Though some scholars debate about the exact spelling and translation of the Four Great Primal Vocal Utterances, everywhere the words were carved in the same simple and stark capitalized font.
The first 3 phrases were utterance-chants of conversion and the 4th was an utterance-chant of healing for the newly converted or allied. Initial analysis of the Wololo phrases had some perplexed as why there would
be a ratio of 3 to 1 phrases for conversion versus healing. The Great Red Ones initially used this as "undeniable proof" of the Blue Ones "tactical practices of transmogrified aggressive conversion", meaning that
the priests would rather convert than heal more, or heal all humans instead of converting them in the first place. However such debates ceased to carry on after the Blue Ones successfully converted the remaining Red Ones.

Wololo scientists themselves have discussed the exact origins, processes and affects of these "magical sound-vibrations of sorcery", some hypothesizing that the "process of Wololing" was a form of
"sonic hypnotism" that through sound vibration changed the very physiological composition of whatever entity or object being targeted. Some believe the conversion retained the original entity's composition, but not the content of its mind, if one existed.
Some say the exact opposite occurs, but with some other factors in the mix such as frequency of audible contact, micro and macro management of conversion efforts in the space time continuum, supply of magical power and so on.
Others say that the "process of Wololoization" is in fact benign and the only major change is the color of ones garments because the entity is still allowed to pursue its native functions - building homes, repairing structures
mining, and farming in the case of humans - except done in Blue Unity as opposed to confusion and chaos.

Still another factor is the state of "stupification" which occurs during the conversion chants.
Scientists are unsure what the exact duration of time is as the target is stupified, hypnotized, dazed and confused; yet this process does occur, occasionally resulting in the "rapid direction switching during movement or
attempts at escape" of entities under the influence of Bluespeak.
Others have yet many more hypotheses and theories on this most perplexing of matters. While there are many diverse viewpoints on this matter among Wololo scholars, all are in agreement to serve the Great Blue for all eternity.

...

Many warring worlds and verses ranging from CraftWarStars, War-Stars, War-Treks and War-Hammers to Discworlds, Duneworlds, Jodoverses to Hyborian, Barsoomian and Lovecraftian systems and galaxies were all absorbed.
Massive fleets of Wololo spacecrafts nonchalantly flew right through the centers of chaotic, brutal grimdark battles that had raged on for milleniums, only to turn the tides of war in their favor, leaving a trail of blue wherever they went.
After much time had passed, there were no more Ring-Lords, Time Lords, Chaos Hordes or Diablos as the former wars, empires, kingdoms, factions, factions within factions, jihads, crusades, counter-crusades and counter-counter-crusading
conglomerations and confabulations had all been pacified in service to the Great Blue.

...The above literary fragment is a brief excerpt from the ancient tome: "Into the Blue: An Abridged Chronicles of Wololo" by an astro-monk also named Wololo. There are many more stories and books in the Wololo Library
written and waiting to be written about these great events of importance... New and old Wololoers alike can submit their chronicles below for further exposition on this intriguing history for the benefit of all present and future Woloers:

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http://web.archive.org/web/20110509041849/http://www.microsoft.com/games/empires/fan_fiction.htm

The Story of Zyxphratl

Zyxphratl was feeling weary and unwanted. 3,000 years ago they had assigned him to mine stone here, all alone, some 18 squares from the dubious comforts of his small wooden hut with only a green storage pit and the occasional passing bird for company. 3000 years, and for what? Nothing - that's what.
His family was well - living in a beautiful stone house and enjoying all the benefits of Iron Age technology. His friends - the lucky ones who survived the early Yamato incursions (and yes - he'd wondered at the time how the Japanese made it all the way to Egypt with only a loin cloth to protect them) were now sitting pretty on their farms with food aplenty and troops everywhere for protection. Protection! Hah - what a joke.

Zyxphratl glanced at the large antelope bone he always left handily nearby for emergencies. Fat lot of good. Hadn't done the antelope much good either he mused. Fortunate that none of the enemy had found him here.

He was beginning to think that someone somewhere must have just forgotten about him. After all, the pit was close to being full now - 750 stones! Well, OK, not a massive amount for 3000 years of labor but who was using it eh? No-one - that's who. He remembered the conversation he'd had - the only one it had turned out - with the chief.

"Mine stone Zyxphratl, " he'd said.

That was it. The entire conversation. Since then - nothing - for 3000 years. No-one collected the stone. No-one built walls. No-one built towers. It was enough to drive a man to drink. It wasn't as if he was fit either. On his way to the work site he'd been attacked by a lion. Zyxphratl had killed it - just - but sheesh those wounds! Not so much as a bandage from the oh so mighty chief (now calling himself 'EmPOrer oF dEaTh' apparently) and forget about one of those snobby priests doing anything to help. They just passed by every so often on their way to convert something or other down south and didn't give him a second glance. And what a noise! Hoyohoyohoyo - ten of them together - frightful din. Could hear them 13 squares away. Zyxphratl didn't mind them being proud of their "range" as they called it, but did they have to deafen everyone for miles around to prove it?

Zyxphratl set down his pick and looked around for his lunch. Bread again. He remembered the old days when antelope haunch was a daily staple, fish was plentiful, berries from the granary every day and even the occasional elephant steak for variety. Not any more. Bread bread bread and more bread. And they called this a more advanced age! The youngsters had no idea what real food was. Too busy prancing around in their new Iron Age gear. Zyxphratl looked down at his shabby green loin cloth and sighed.

He heard a faint voice some way behind him.

"Zyxphratl!"

It was faint but clear. He didn't recognize the voice but the voice clearly recognized him. The first time anyone had called to him for 3,000 years. It might be important.

"Zyxphratl"

Closer now. Zyxphratl was becoming jumpy. He got up and started to move away from the voice.

"Zyxphratl!"

He stopped and walked on the spot for a minute or two. He didn't want to - it was just that the ground had gone sort of sloppy and he couldn't get a purchase on it.

"ZYXPHRATL"

A priest walked around the corner of the rock pile. He was an old man, dressed in a blue robe and carrying a stick. He walked quickly up to Zyxphratl and screamed into his ear.

"HOYOHOYOHOYOHOYO - WOOLOOLOOO - WOOLOOLOOOO!"

Zyxphratl had had enough. He fell to the ground weeping and begged the priest to stop. The priest seemed moved.

"You must come with me. I have need of faithful villagers such as you. I will heal your wounds and make you well"

"I will come with you good Father," said Zyxphratl. After all, what had his leaders ever done for him?

"You must wear this blue loin cloth."

"Ooh! I didn't know they came in different colors. "

"Surely my son there is much I can teach you. Wear it and follow me."

Zyxphratl changed quickly. The priest looked him over.

"You're hurt."

"Yes Father. A lion. It was many years ago."

The priest touched the wounds, then stood back and raised his stick.

"Heeyayoo. Heeyayoo. Heeyayoo."

Zyxphratl felt warmth running through his body. He looked down at his scars. They were fading fast.

"Heeyayoo. Heeyayoo."

In no time he felt as fresh and strong as the first day he had emerged from the Town Center. He thanked the priest effusively.

"I cannot thank you enough good Father. Those wounds I bore for thousands of years. You have healed me. Tell me - what were those magic words which you spoke?

"Don't you speak English?"

"I do Father, but your mystic chant was outside my poor knowledge."

"It wasn't a mystic chant. I just said Heeya Yoo lots of times."

"You mean 'Heal You'"

"Do not presume to correct my pronunciation."

The priest walked towards the storage pit then stood silently next to it. He pulled an hourglass from his robe and held it in front of him. The sand trickled slowly down.

Zyxphratl coughed quietly to attract attention.

"Yes my son."

"Ummm - what do I do now?"

"Is this your storage pit?"

"Yes - I dug it myself 3,000 years ago. Three times since then the city maintenance crew have upgraded it for me, though only to increase the amount of stone I have to carry to and fro."

"We will use it. Stand by me."

Zyxphratl moved next to the priest and waited.

And waited.

"What are we waiting for?" he asked.

"The hourglass must run down before I can convert your pit."

"I see - is this some deep mystery of your magic, oh wise one?"

"Not really - it's just Union regulations. Nothing I can do about it."

"Convert it? To what? A granary?"

"No my son - I must make it blue. We cannot use a green pit."

Zyxphratl let it pass. It made no sense but the priest had been nice to him and if he wanted a blue storage pit Zyxphratl wasn't going to interfere.

< "HOYOHOYO! HOYOHOYO! WOOLOOLOOOO! WOOLOOLOOOO!"

Zyxphratl leapt in the air. Damn all screaming priests!

The priest rummaged in his robes and brought out a pot of blue paint and a brush. Methodically he repainted the pit, singing as he went "woolooloo. woolooloo".

"Looks nice." ventured Zyxphratl.

"Glad you like it." replied the priest, "Now we can use it for the greater glory of our most noble 'bAsTaRd aXe kiLLer' praise be to his name."

"How now shall I serve you and your master oh great one?"

The priest looked at him, smiled kindly and said

"Mine stone Zyxphratl."

*************************************

David M.

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Ha! nice story, I remember it, I read it for the first time not so long ago.