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Post by
Patty
I still think Thrall is gay.
Dowhatnow?
Well, why else is he grooming Garrosh? ^_^
But really, he's not found a mate yet, most Orcs his age have a few kids by now. Thrall might have eyes for Jaina, but I doubt it. However, him being gay would be both awesome and controversial at the same time - It would help break some stigmas maybe.
And Skree, Garrian? That would be erm...kinkily violent?
Post by
Skreeran
No. I will die for my ship!
THUR KEN B ONLEH ONE!111!1!one1!1!exclamation point1!shift+1
The Thrania ship cannot be sunken! Load the canon!
And Skree, Garrian? That would be erm...kinkily violent?Of course. But they love eachother. You can see it in their eyes. Their love shall conquer all racial boundaries, no matter how self-imposed.
Post by
Patty
The Thrania ship cannot be sunken! Load the
canon
!
I c wut u did thar.
And honestly? I think Thrall looks at her like a sister, similar to Taretha, but Jaina pines after him.
Unrequited love
, almost.
Post by
HiVolt
And honestly? I think Thrall looks at her like a sister, similar to Taretha, but Jaina pines after him.
Unrequited love
, almost.
I agree with this, that's why I would rather see Thrall and Garona together, making more uber-sue children.
Post by
Patty
We did offer you opinions. The idea was unviable, and a story you tell no one about being half-human might be fun to you, but the RP community would make you out to be a laughing stock or just ignore you. We tried offering you advice to make your character's lore make sense, and you threw it in your faces. Nice job derailing too, guys.
Our point is, it's not the backstory that makes a character, it's their personality.
Post by
Skreeran
As I said, I will not address you any further. I don't wish to derail HiVolt's thread, as it's a particularly interesting and fun one. It is also personal policy of mine not to respond to trolls.
Now I'm going to have to start working on another bit of lore for this thread to make up for our off-topicness... :P
Post by
Skreeran
Trapped in My Own Mind
The footstep have stopped.
I hear the voices outside no more.
I try for the hundredth time to move free. Or is it the thousandth? Millionth?
The Maiden's embrace holds fast.
I try to call out again. There is no sound that I can hear. My lungs are crushed and I cannot breathe.
I heard voices before. Human voices first. Angry, evil voices. I also heard the voices of my brothers and sisters in death. And then nothing.
How long has it been?
Months?
Years?
I am trapped.
I am alone.
I cannot move. I cannot see. I cannot hear. I cannot feel.
I hear my daughter's voice outside.
She is but a small girl.
Where am I? The sun shines overhead. The cool breeze gently caresses my skin.
My daughter takes me by the hand to lead me home. The smell of baking bread warmly calls me.
I am happy.
I am human.
I am alive.
Acknowledgments:
I admit openly that this I was heavily inspired by both Gnomechewer's
The Interrogation
and one of the fan-fiction pieces in the Gadgetzan Times (which I would link if my Network allowed me to access it).
This one is based on my own heavy contemplation on the subject of a fate worse than death. See:
And I Must Scream.
.
Post by
Adamsm
Creepy as ever Skreeran.
And Capn, grow up, go back to the official forums, I look forward to your wowhead ban any day now, and I hope they do it by IP addresses.
Post by
Skreeran
Now, you really want a mind screw?
What if he actually is alive before the Plague and he's having a vision of the future, rather than trapped in an iron maiden losing his mind? Which reality that he perceives is the real one?
:O
Post by
atkrei
icecrown citadel ingame raid.
.(even though i heard that for the raid horde and alliance will fight eachother, but the fight was settled and both sides went in)
(I know varian h8s orcs but, maybe they would be desguised as something else, like another race, sylvanas would be hiding. Varian probably didnt see thrall and garrosh on the blimp)
Garrosh, Thrall, Jaina, Varian, tirion and darion are the leaders.
both horde and alliance ppl and leaders go together, and get to his layer.
Arthas yells: who dares enter my layer?
at entering , the entrance is sealed with ice,both sides see Bolvar being strangled by Arthas.
Sylvanas would say something about getting her revenge to arthas.
Arthas laughs.
Garrosh yells: What does it look like?
fight starts, dead ppl are risen and attack others.
when they all died, arthas summons 5 bone guards.
He is beaten, last words are : ''death comes to all...even to kings...and gods...''
Bolvar is saved, when he was about to give in, to join the scourge.
No one thats a leader dies, but garrosh broke all his bones, and cant move.
No necromancer isnt around to reserect arthas, so you see his spirit apologizing to everyone, and saying he doesnt have much time on azeroth(world). the frostmourne is cleansed, after he died. Jaina and arthas say good bye to eachother,crying. Arthas's body disapears and so does his spirit.
Post by
HiVolt
atkrei, if you clean up your post a little bit, I'll include it in the list under the OP.
Move the notes out of the story, maybe place them at the very bottom, and make the title bold.
Post by
atkrei
atkrei, if you clean up your post a little bit, I'll include it in the list under the OP.
Move the notes out of the story, maybe place them at the very bottom, and make the title bold.
ok, thx i will edit it now.
Post by
atkrei
added bolvar in the story just now btw
Post by
HiVolt
Don't double post Atkrei!
It's fine.
Post by
atkrei
Oh right, okay then but usually its frowned upon i retract my statement then and i've not really looked at this thread so what goes on here?
i dont want to keep editing my posts, thats why i double posted.
Post by
HiVolt
Read the OP Tauman, you'd like it.
Post by
HiVolt
lol
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Post by
HiVolt
Your Fortune Awaits You...
Anduin strode through the crowded walkways of the Darkmoon Faire, his personal bodyguards by his side. The young boy marveled at the sights, the sounds, and even the smells of the carnival. He saw children playing the BattleTonks, adults laughing and gossiping over a mug of ale, and a young orc boy chasing a frog. His heart warmed at the prospect of those coming together, whose pasts and futures were so different.
He continued on, playing games at the booths, eating the carnival food, and enjoying his merriment. Soon, he came to a small tent, in a secluded corner of the Faire. Another small boy walked out, with tears streaming from his face.
Anduin came over to him and asked what was wrong. The boy explained that he had seen the fortune teller, and that the old hag told him that he and his family would be killed soon, before running off to his home, still crying. Intrigued, Anduin entered the tent, his guards close behind him. Inside was an orb on a table and two chairs. In the far chair was an old hag of a gnoll.
"Sit, young prince, and let your future unfold before you." Warily, the young prince took a seat across from her. "Take my hands, highness, and gaze into the crystal."
Anduin obliged and took each of her weathered claws, and looked deeply into the crystal.
After some moments, he began to question whether the trick would work and suddenly, the crystal went from a dark purple hue, to the color of the sky. Anduin gazed deeper into it, and images began to float by his eyes.
First, he saw a man, his hair was the color of wheat, his eyes the deepest blue. His stature was regal, his armor much like that of his father's. The man was in the Throne Room of Stormwind Keep. He was kneeling before the throne, a crown being placed on his head. The images blurred.
Now they showed a tall, green-skinned man, with horns, and curious tails around his face. The human from the previous vision stood next to this being, and another. This one with green skin as well, but shorter and female. She had tusks like those of the orcs, and a long braid hanging from her head. In her hand was a warhammer that Anduin had seen before. It was adorned with a wolf's head.
The images blurred once again. Now they showed the same group, standing before a great, enveloping darkness. They raised their weapons and charged forward, thousands following behind them. Men and women of all races, all of them enveloped in a blinding light.
The orb glowed bright, illuminating the small tent with radiance, and the images vanished. The orb turned itself back to the dark purple from which it started. Anduin rose from his seat, paid the gnoll woman, and turned to leave.
As he turned, the old hag spoke again, "Your fortune awaits you, young Prince."
Post by
Adamsm
As he turned, the old hag spoke again, "Your fortune awaits you, young Prince."Heh, very nice. Great story, and I like the Med'an reference ^_^.
Post by
HiVolt
Hehe, thanks. Had the idea posting in the OOC thread in Randomness.
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