A Gaming Journal

24Jan/110

WoW: Polaroids from Azeroth 2

After helping out the guards, I got a new cape!  It's probably the ugliest thing I've ever seen, but who wants to offend edgy people armed to the teeth?  Besides, I think I heard that puke colors are in.


Though this picture looks indecent, I swear I'm wearing clothes.  Unless this is from that other time, in which case I'm quite naked, and there's a few dwarves in there too.


Gwen always made me feel more powerful just by looking at her.  God I miss her.


Though the picture doesn't capture it well, this was the wrinkliest crone I'd ever seen in my life.  And she's supposedly like 25.  Why did  I decide to use magic again?


First spell!  I'm lending a hand in the fight, even if it looks like I'm casting the un-helpful "Summon Leaves", which is great parties.


Ahhh, Loren.  I almost went up to tell her to tell her her stealth failed on so many levels, but didn't have the heart.  I SEE YOU.


Gaili looked friendly, too...guess what happened when I said hi.  NOTHING.


Even I could see that's a terrible drawing of a werewolf; no surprise they hated it.


Ok, so even though we were getting attacked and overrun, you still have to take some time out for fun.  I couldn't fit my arms in the armholes but you get the idea.  I felt like I was on vacation!  Then a soldier stepped on my leg :(


You know, the more I look at our writing system, the more convinced I am that it just looks like random scribblings.  How are we meant to read this?!


Me, inside an iron maiden.  I can cry on cue, that helped a lot with the photo opportunity.  I'm also glad I got to take this before that soldier died in it, it would've been too creepy otherwise.


You know, even though I was excited seeing all of our town history as we were running for our lives, I started to think right about here that we're pretty fucked up.  I feel like we're behind the world a few hundred years.


You might think my urge to teabag is just on dead enemies, but nope...it's dead friends too.  I would seek mental help, but all our psychiatrists are dead.


See me, I am that little dot in the lower right.  I feel like a GARGOYLE!


I remember this guy, he was so intense with his nail-in-a-board.  There's something about that kind of weapon that makes you really not want to mess with this dude.


Yeah, this is me protecting that pansy with the nail-in-a-board.  What a prick.


I did get a nice belt for helping out, though.  I'm beyond caring that nothing in my outfit matches, I'm just happy for something not puke-yellow.


When I was standing here, for a brief moment, I felt like an acrobatic assassin in some far away land.  Luckily the feeling passed before I jumped down screaming HYYYYAAAAHH!

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