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Saturday, February 9, 2008
DangerMouse Is Festive
Hellooo people who are not yet dead but will be soon enough. Thiss is DangerMouse.
Ratss has gotten another idea into his head. He wantss everybody on the team to go talk to these Lunar Fesstival elderss and take their coins so that we can travel to Winterglade and turn them in for fesstive pant suits and dressess. He thinks thiss will make us into happy orc warrior minionss. What a sstupid idea. I am Forsaken - I have no interesst in talking to the sspirits of long-dead elders. But the fireworks are ssomewhat nice... And dumplingss! I remember my mother fixing dumplings for the Lunar Fesstival when I was a girl. And my sisster and I would ... Eyagh! It doesn't matter.
Fine, Ratter. I'll go collect ssome coins.
Some of thesse elderss are very tall ...
Even the dwarvess.
Wind Masster Faustron is still in Moonglade, Ratsshag, sstuck with the hippes. I gave him ssome words of advice to help him in his ordeal.
No, Ratss, I will not get the dress. I cannot ssneak through the shadows in a dress. Have Galertruby get one.
Sso, here I am all fesstive. Honoring Elune, who probably despisess walking abominations like me. Enjoy the festival everybody, and remember that it may be your lasst chance, for the Shadow awaits you all.
Ratss has gotten another idea into his head. He wantss everybody on the team to go talk to these Lunar Fesstival elderss and take their coins so that we can travel to Winterglade and turn them in for fesstive pant suits and dressess. He thinks thiss will make us into happy orc warrior minionss. What a sstupid idea. I am Forsaken - I have no interesst in talking to the sspirits of long-dead elders. But the fireworks are ssomewhat nice... And dumplingss! I remember my mother fixing dumplings for the Lunar Fesstival when I was a girl. And my sisster and I would ... Eyagh! It doesn't matter.
Fine, Ratter. I'll go collect ssome coins.
Some of thesse elderss are very tall ...
Even the dwarvess.
Wind Masster Faustron is still in Moonglade, Ratsshag, sstuck with the hippes. I gave him ssome words of advice to help him in his ordeal.No, Ratss, I will not get the dress. I cannot ssneak through the shadows in a dress. Have Galertruby get one.
Sso, here I am all fesstive. Honoring Elune, who probably despisess walking abominations like me. Enjoy the festival everybody, and remember that it may be your lasst chance, for the Shadow awaits you all.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Killing Spree In Ashenvale
Okay, so I exagerates a bit. It happens.
The other day I's wearing me dwarf costume and I'm runnin' down the road in Ashenvale, heading towards Aaastraanaaar. Just minding me own business, when I sees two Tauren and a Night Elf goin' at each other up ahead. Now, I's still an orc on the inside, but I's all Alliance on the outside, and besides, two-on-one don't seem fair.
So I flags up and drops a SW:Pain on the Tauren what seems to be the more engaged, following it up with a Mind Blast and a Smite. You know, I really get inta the names fer these spells what priests get. They's more colorful sounding than Charge and Rend and Sunder Armor, even if all they is is stand there and wiggle yer fingers. But I digressifies.
Pretty soon Mr. T Number the One goes down, but not before he does fer Mr Elf. Now it's just me and Mr T Number the Two, who's just sorta been standing there the whole time. Readin' a book maybes, I dunno. As I drops some Pain on him, I takes a second to see what season he is (yeah, I know, I shoulda checked sooner, but I were all excited to get into me first priestly PvP fight). Uh-oh. He registers as a skull. Not good. Of course, he resists me attack, but then he shakes a bit and then his eyes focus on me. Crap. As I's startin' to wonder what class he is, he pulls out a bow and twang! I's dead.
So there it is. Never did see the two Taurens agains - they was gone by the time my ghost got back to me body. Judgings by the bodies still lieing in the streets of Aastraaanaar when I gots there, I figures Number the Two had shown Number the One a shortcut to the Zoram'gar Outpost. That woulds explain why they was flagged. And it do save the trouble of dealing with all them spiders and wolves.
So. One honorable kill as a dwarf. Is a start.
The other day I's wearing me dwarf costume and I'm runnin' down the road in Ashenvale, heading towards Aaastraanaaar. Just minding me own business, when I sees two Tauren and a Night Elf goin' at each other up ahead. Now, I's still an orc on the inside, but I's all Alliance on the outside, and besides, two-on-one don't seem fair.
So I flags up and drops a SW:Pain on the Tauren what seems to be the more engaged, following it up with a Mind Blast and a Smite. You know, I really get inta the names fer these spells what priests get. They's more colorful sounding than Charge and Rend and Sunder Armor, even if all they is is stand there and wiggle yer fingers. But I digressifies.
Pretty soon Mr. T Number the One goes down, but not before he does fer Mr Elf. Now it's just me and Mr T Number the Two, who's just sorta been standing there the whole time. Readin' a book maybes, I dunno. As I drops some Pain on him, I takes a second to see what season he is (yeah, I know, I shoulda checked sooner, but I were all excited to get into me first priestly PvP fight). Uh-oh. He registers as a skull. Not good. Of course, he resists me attack, but then he shakes a bit and then his eyes focus on me. Crap. As I's startin' to wonder what class he is, he pulls out a bow and twang! I's dead.
So there it is. Never did see the two Taurens agains - they was gone by the time my ghost got back to me body. Judgings by the bodies still lieing in the streets of Aastraaanaar when I gots there, I figures Number the Two had shown Number the One a shortcut to the Zoram'gar Outpost. That woulds explain why they was flagged. And it do save the trouble of dealing with all them spiders and wolves.So. One honorable kill as a dwarf. Is a start.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
What I Likes About Being A Warrior
I see all the cool bloggers is following up on Banana Shoulders' suggestion ta talk abouts why they likes being they's class. I guess it be me turn then, so have a seat whiles a lays it out fer ya.
Scars. Warriors got more scars than anybodies on two legs. Most everbodies else, they wants to avoid gettin' hit. And who can blame'em, really, 'cause they's all squishy. Bears got lots of scars too, but they disappearifies when they get they's elf or tauren back on. Palladins, they maybe got a lot of scars too, but they puts on makeup for to cover'em up so's they can look all pure. Is true! Ask'em.
Scars is good fer several things. They can be good fer bonding with yer mates when yer sittin' around a table and hoisting a few. I'd say "male bonding", but that be old-fashioned now that there's plenty of women warriors, and I's just as happy to see they's scars and hear the stories what goes with.
Scars is also good fer impressin' some wimmenfolk with yer virility and overall studliness and sex appeal, and then that leads ta new rewards. Is important ta do yer homework first, though, just like assaulting a dungeon - some wimmens don't go fer scars and requires different tactics. So don't blame Ratter if you just walk up and sez "Hey toots, check this out" and flash where that felboar tusked ya and she goes "Ewwwww!", 'cause I warned ya. Whethers this approach works fer wimmen warriors lookin' to land theyselves a tasty piece of mageflesh, I don't know. Not really me department.
Is Got Spell Reflection. "Oh, I's sorry, did you just moonfire yerself? That's too bad." This be so funny to see, it alone makes battlegrounds worth doing.
Is Never Closing Time. Ever seen a warrior get his arse chucked outta a bar before they's had they share of beer? That's right, 'cause it never happens. Bartender sez "That's it - we's closed" and the troll priest sez "No! Gimme another!" and whoa Nellie! she goes flyin' out the door. But the warrior just settles inta his defensive stance and, with two bouncers tuggin' on him, sez "Ain't done yet. I wants another beer." And he gets it.
Now, after he's had enough and be passed out on the floor, then they can chuck him out. But that ain't the same at alls.
Can Wear the Helm of Evil Laughter. Coolest piece of loot in Azeroth, and warlocks cain't equip it, no matter how bads they want to.
When Ya Calls Folks Fer Dinner, They Hear Ya. Even if they's in the next zone. "Is warp burgers and clam bars! Come eat!" Practicin' yer shouts makes this possibilified.
Ya Can Be Any Race. Excpet Belfs, 'cause they got screwed.
Sings Better'n Any Other Class. Now, hunters can do a fair job with "Hunter hunter hunter hunter" and Paladins can sings "I Feel Pretty" just as well as Natalie could, but that's as far as it goes. Windshadow at BBBBBBBBB has great taste in music, but have you heard her actually sing? Even the statues at the entrance ta Stormwind cover they's ears. Only a warrior can belt out something righteous like a Tom Waits cover and not sound like a doofus.
So, there ya has it. Some of the many reasons why it's great to be a warrior.
Scars. Warriors got more scars than anybodies on two legs. Most everbodies else, they wants to avoid gettin' hit. And who can blame'em, really, 'cause they's all squishy. Bears got lots of scars too, but they disappearifies when they get they's elf or tauren back on. Palladins, they maybe got a lot of scars too, but they puts on makeup for to cover'em up so's they can look all pure. Is true! Ask'em.
Scars is good fer several things. They can be good fer bonding with yer mates when yer sittin' around a table and hoisting a few. I'd say "male bonding", but that be old-fashioned now that there's plenty of women warriors, and I's just as happy to see they's scars and hear the stories what goes with.
Scars is also good fer impressin' some wimmenfolk with yer virility and overall studliness and sex appeal, and then that leads ta new rewards. Is important ta do yer homework first, though, just like assaulting a dungeon - some wimmens don't go fer scars and requires different tactics. So don't blame Ratter if you just walk up and sez "Hey toots, check this out" and flash where that felboar tusked ya and she goes "Ewwwww!", 'cause I warned ya. Whethers this approach works fer wimmen warriors lookin' to land theyselves a tasty piece of mageflesh, I don't know. Not really me department.
Is Got Spell Reflection. "Oh, I's sorry, did you just moonfire yerself? That's too bad." This be so funny to see, it alone makes battlegrounds worth doing.
Is Never Closing Time. Ever seen a warrior get his arse chucked outta a bar before they's had they share of beer? That's right, 'cause it never happens. Bartender sez "That's it - we's closed" and the troll priest sez "No! Gimme another!" and whoa Nellie! she goes flyin' out the door. But the warrior just settles inta his defensive stance and, with two bouncers tuggin' on him, sez "Ain't done yet. I wants another beer." And he gets it.
Now, after he's had enough and be passed out on the floor, then they can chuck him out. But that ain't the same at alls.
Can Wear the Helm of Evil Laughter. Coolest piece of loot in Azeroth, and warlocks cain't equip it, no matter how bads they want to.
When Ya Calls Folks Fer Dinner, They Hear Ya. Even if they's in the next zone. "Is warp burgers and clam bars! Come eat!" Practicin' yer shouts makes this possibilified.
Ya Can Be Any Race. Excpet Belfs, 'cause they got screwed.
Sings Better'n Any Other Class. Now, hunters can do a fair job with "Hunter hunter hunter hunter" and Paladins can sings "I Feel Pretty" just as well as Natalie could, but that's as far as it goes. Windshadow at BBBBBBBBB has great taste in music, but have you heard her actually sing? Even the statues at the entrance ta Stormwind cover they's ears. Only a warrior can belt out something righteous like a Tom Waits cover and not sound like a doofus.
So, there ya has it. Some of the many reasons why it's great to be a warrior.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Galertruby on "Why I like being a priest"
Garhhl. Gahhl galha Garrrahhalagh.Glahllahl allgh aghallalagl gha. Laglh ghallha agahah ghlha gahahllalagl, laghagl gha glhahal. Glahg glahhgl gallha glhha:
Ghalla: Allahg agh glahha gaghl. Laghl agha glahhalhagha gllah agghagh gahl.
Gahll: Glahgha aghal gha. Glahlha lagghla allagh gahhgl, aghl agghalagh ghag laglhahg. Ghaha aghl!
Laghl: Allagha gha glahhal lahlga lahagha. Aglhaha allha gahlhaga, ghallha glah gahlallah, ghala allgaha laglhahl. Laggaha glha aghal glaghl.
Lahg: Ghalagl ahgahalg.
Glallh. Aghla gallagh lalgall ghahalla. Lghalahl gah gahghla agglha. Gahall glahl aggha laghl, glah agh gahlaghahall glagghah aghagl.
Alhhagh gha,
Garrrahhalagh
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
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