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Written by Protozen
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Wednesday, 21 November 2007 01:12 |
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It was Phars kinda party, 4 vertical columns, 4 special guests. The night started well as our host treated us to warm reception, got the evening off to a firey start. Knowing full well we like a large one, the party got bigger, some beastly dancing followed. After the first few guest left the hootnanny took on a cold overtone. Not one for draw out social affairs Cauth seemed to lose interest in the guests and his mood wore off on the host. First venturing a warm smile, then spitting out some anger in a frosty outlash. What i dont think the good lord was counting on was Proto is from the north, when the party turns nasty it's the right time to club the host to death and steal his stuff. Vashj touched most of us tonight, lets hope our next night out lets us touch her back. |
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Written by Protozen
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Tuesday, 13 November 2007 00:50 |
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 Now i wasnt there so i only heard but apparently they were all going to a dance and needed three and four pence. Then nothing for hours until finally they exploded (or so the tale went) in some kind of crescendo. I asked what all the commotion was and word got passed down the line, we never make errors so i'm sure this is the exact truth, i'll pass it on to you. At the start it was a mostly one on one at any time affair but knowing our lot this quickly spiraled into a group deal. Then Sol went down much to the enjoyment of the twenty odd on-lookers (I didnt even know she was rostered). Seemed even after the initial screaming they mentioned some bracing then the healers got their hands on someones staff (both hands) followed by the handing out of some trousers to put on. I'd like to tell you this kind of behavior is rare in raids but its legal reasons and not preference that really sets our age requirement. Looking forward to our next encounters. |
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Written by Protozen
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Wednesday, 03 October 2007 00:19 |
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Come in its only me says the giant to the raid. OK we trust you says the raid. Try the showers says the giant. OK we trust you says the raid. Let me shake you dry says the giant. OK we trust you says the raid. Dont let the water balls bother you they are just a design feature says the giant. OK cool we trust you i'm sure they are fine says the raid. These murlocks are my little friends they wont hurt you says the giant. MURLOCKS!!! we @$%^£&'n hate murlocks exclaimed the raid And we looted happily ever after. Giant down, demons next, more soon.
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Written by Protozen
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Monday, 22 October 2007 23:56 |
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Your sure he cant see me? yeah yeah ofc not, you'll be fine. He wont just rush over and and dice me like those kitchen tools on that infomercial? No No, you'll be fine, we will just spread out back here. Your not coming in the middle with me? Well the "Death Squad" will. The Death Squad??? its just a name there is nothing in it Well it turns out we are our Inner demon's, Inner demons and that its alot more scared of us. Both his personalities down, on we go
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Written by Protozen
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Wednesday, 05 September 2007 00:44 |
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After some vast sessions of coffee fueled algebra, some function minimisation and variable substitutions we have discovered the magic forumla. Less = more. Thats right less=more, black does not equal white, old does not equal mature. Ok Danish and murlock are similar but only LESS = MORE. AoE comes to those who wait. In a cinderella type "your raid has now turned into a pumpkin" fairytale story we have our second new boss down this week.
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