Cynishade:
Solid Snake would be so proud of me.
I grabbed an orange box like Snake would have and the demons in Shadowmoon Valley did not have a clue!
Okay I was hating on my Jane Fonda headband. But Snake wears one 'cept he calls it a sweatband. And everyone thinks he is dead sexy.....................I'll tell the truth, I'm seriously considering a mullet. Me with a Snakish mullet would transform that headband into a sweatband. Am I right or am I right?
And the Blood Elfs would stop sniggering at me.
Dude, mullet FTW!!
Here's my Solid Snake moment:
Cynishade:
Yeah, I made my way out of Zangermarsh. Dude, my pants have dried out but I can't get that funky mold smell out of my shoes. And Ajax is making that sad kitty meow that says, "I freaking smell like a toad's bathroom!! Dude!!!" It's really bumming us out.
But I'm not writing 'cause of my smelly shoes or Ajax's pitiful meows:
I'm in Outland and I haven't figured out which group to join.
You haven't been to Shattrah yet? Dude, it's like high school, I'm so not kidding. You have to choose a gang: Scryers or Aldor. I mean I've got Ajax and he's definitely my best friend. But he's a cat. Sometimes you want to talk to people. Go to parties. Have a drink with a girl. You know. And in Shattrah, if you are going to hang out, you gotta join.
So I'm trying to figure it out. The Scryers seem cooler. More bad ass. More punk. The Aldors seem a bit more prissy. More uptight. More preppy. But I'm not going to go superficial in this case. Yeah I'd like to be cool like the Scryers but it looks like the Aldors throw better parties.
Here's my list of reasons for joining the Aldor's
1. Per WowWiki, 67.16 of BM hunters join the Aldor's. Almost 75%...yup, all the hunter cool kids are Aldor
2. The Aldor platform has a tunnel straight to Nagrand. Easy access to hunting grounds.
3. Moopy says that AP is more important than +crit. Yup I don't know what that means neither but it sounds convincing, huh?
4. Gitr Knows WoW and he says Aldor is for hunters
5. The Aldors have stuff you can sport that says you are one of them that are pretty nifty. I think I'm going to get the Lightwarden's Band.
Yeah I know that there are hunters out there that could give better reasons. Spell it out in numbers for ya. I'm just a simple Nightelf Hunter with a cool cat. I shoot things. And even though Blood Elf Scryer chicks are hot (capital H on that one), I'm going to go Aldor.
Makes it tough to get a date when
1. You are a hunter nightelf. Most nightelfs are all peace, love and puppies and there you are with blood on your hands while you are slaying and skinning animals.
2. You are in Zangarmarsh. You have mushrooms growing between your toes and your pants are wet.
3. You have a pet. You have a pet in Zangarmarsh. You both smell like wet cat and mold.
Cynishade is so not getting the love
Nope haven't been writing. But we are here to make amends and fill you in:
GirlFriday? Library school finals have consumed my time. I've finished them. But they've left me feeling drained and tired. Oh and the electricity is out in 1/2 of my house. So no power for the TV, no lights in the bedroom but there's light in the side room and working plugs in the bathroom. Go figure, it's weird.
DeadRabbit's workgroup Yellow Poxless has been not-so productive. (sssshhh don't tell management). You know how it is, someone calls out sick, someone else is down in the break room. We're suppose to be heading into Wailing Caverns and, as they say around the water cooler, "straightening its files and balancing its budget."
You ain't off the hook WC...Yellow Poxless will gather itself together and we will be asking to see your account ledgers...oh yeah, fear us!!!!
Squirrel is in a bit of a funk. There's rules that bind the Yellow Poxless (hey nothing wrong with some rules...they make the Anti-Pug experiment interesting). And until DeadRabbit gets to worklevel 20, our rodent friend is stuck at journeyman Engineer. And he so wants Expert Engineering. Impress the other squirrels, ftw, and goblin jumper cables, ya know? Squirrel, at this point, wants to flex his Engineering prowess. Settle down Squirrel, you'll get your chance.
Cynishade is in the Outlands and, isn't helping orphans yet, but is doing his bit to bring a little happiness to the kids.
Madhare, my pew pew lazerbeam warlock in Sidhe Devils, was in Loch Mordan getting her little gnome a$$ handed to her but the Troggs (over and over...Madhare has not quite got the Warlock "Fear Me" thing down...so far, she's more "I am warlock, stomp on me!"
and the previously mentioned, long delayed Thrall-mandated Variety Show? I swearz its coming. Ya can't rush artists! But I'll get them on stage, I promise. The curtain will rise. Legs will be broken. The show will go on.
Because imitation is a form of flattery
and more imitation is even more uber-flattery
and because it is fun:
DR!!
Kid, how you doing? What happened to the Thrall Mandated Variety Show? I'm visiting the Scarlet Monastery. They were so NOT happy to see me. Scourge taint??? Kid, do they know I hang out with you???
Oh and since everyone likes a fashion show. And since Ratters' can't be the only sexy beast out there: Here's me sportin' the chapeau. I put on my "babe catching" face. I didn't get any girls but I did get a free drink at the bar. They said anyone brave enough to wear the chapeau deserved some compensation. /grin
So I wasn't always secretary to DeadRabbit.
Nope, I had to work my way up the corporate ladder. I came in at an entry-level position: assistant to a Nightelf Hunter. Poor thing, Cynishade was about as clueless as I was. But a good natured, bouncy fellow.
Anyway, thought I'd relay a story that happened to Cynishade.
So he'd made it Duskwood. He was use to the peace, love and sunshine of Teldrassil. Duskwood is a creepy place and our little elf was a bit spooked. Another nightelf comes up, and without even saying, "Dude, how ya doing? Miss the home town?", asks to group. Okay, so he's a little rude but Cyni is feeling the need of some company and says "sure!"
Well that's all the elf says to Cyni and turns and starts walking up the road towards the graveyard. Cyni shrugs and follows in silence. It's a long road and there's no talking.
Do they go to the graveyard? No. They turn left and start heading towards Stranglethorn Vale. Um...okay, Cyni was going to Stranglethorn Vale after he'd finished up business in Duskwood so why not go a little early?
And still the silence. Nothing from the other elf. Normally Cynishade would have started up a conversation but, at this point, it's kinda weird that the other elf isn't saying anything so Cyni's gonna wait it out.
Once a ways into Stranglethorn, our silent elf just turns off into the jungle. At this point, Cyni pipes up, "um dude, there's tigers here...and uh, well, this IS a jungle...what are we doing?"
Our silent elf turn and finally speaks, "I want to kill humans."
Seriously, that's what he said. No lie. What????
Cyni is quickly hearthing as he says, "Oh gosh, man, that's cool but I forgot...there's a phone call I need to take...and...well good luck with that"
Way to really creep out an already spooked lil' Nightelf.
