Thursday, August 28, 2008
Maybe I have been playing 2 much
...countless times I go through my cell phone contacts scrolling over and over again trying to find someone named Gispe......then I realize I am a complete idiot and find his "outside" name. Maybe its a sign when the first name of someone you talk to everyday is his gnome warlock that I should slow down.....but then again Kokorro got new Shoulders =)
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Ode to Dom
To the tune of Lorelei by Styx
When I think of Domainatra my head turns all around
As gentle as a Grizzly Bear she tanks without a sound
She tells us all in Raid chat, we move out at eight
Tonight's the night we down Nightbane, the team can hardly wait
The way she moves, ooh-ooh
I gotta say
Dom let's raid together
Lets collect Badges forever
Dom let's clear Kara together
Raiding with Team Dom forever
Her armor becomes of Paradise, she gently whisps my name
She pulls all the mobs, no one tanks quite the same
She tells us all in Raid chat, we move out at eight
Tonight's the night we down Nightbane, it's time to celebrate
The way she moves, ooh-ooh
I gotta say
Dom let's raid together
Lets farm Badges forever
Dom let's clear Kara together
Raiding with Team Dom forever
When I think of Domainatra my head turns all around
As gentle as a Grizzly Bear she tanks without a sound
She tells us all in Raid chat, we move out at eight
Tonight's the night we down Nightbane, the team can hardly wait
The way she moves, ooh-ooh
I gotta say
Dom let's raid together
Lets collect Badges forever
Dom let's clear Kara together
Raiding with Team Dom forever
Her armor becomes of Paradise, she gently whisps my name
She pulls all the mobs, no one tanks quite the same
She tells us all in Raid chat, we move out at eight
Tonight's the night we down Nightbane, it's time to celebrate
The way she moves, ooh-ooh
I gotta say
Dom let's raid together
Lets farm Badges forever
Dom let's clear Kara together
Raiding with Team Dom forever
Monday, August 18, 2008
Who we are, Editors of the post
I think we should introduce ourselves to all of the people at massacre since we are transplants from Warfare. Gispe and I are IT conusltants who work at the same firm. I work on infrastructure and Gispe works on that GUI thing called Windows.
As in game and normal life we have many of the same qualities as our toons.
Gispe is a damage machine with his daily checks to IMBA to see if he hit 230 yet, but yet can be a bit fragile sometimes much like a cloth wearing Gnome and doesnt like to hurt peoples feelings.
Tras is a Plate wearing grumply, blunt person who just expects everyone to do there job, and to do it well, but does like to help most people hence the healer role.
We are very hapy to be apart of Massacre and its continued track to all the end-game content.
As in game and normal life we have many of the same qualities as our toons.
Gispe is a damage machine with his daily checks to IMBA to see if he hit 230 yet, but yet can be a bit fragile sometimes much like a cloth wearing Gnome and doesnt like to hurt peoples feelings.
Tras is a Plate wearing grumply, blunt person who just expects everyone to do there job, and to do it well, but does like to help most people hence the healer role.
We are very hapy to be apart of Massacre and its continued track to all the end-game content.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Gispe Realm Transfer Part 2
What an amazing instance the “Outside” was. The shading, the lighting, the TREES! I love trees. “Look at that tree, I can actually see the texture of it! It’s not flat. If Blizzard could add this type of realism to a patch I can hardly wait for the expansion!”
“Can we just go before someone sees us?”
“Good idea, let’s go before we find a wondering elite in here, I’ll summon my Dreadsteed. FIERY HORSE COME TO M---,”
“Listen, Dad. I told mom I’d babysit you this afternoon, but I am not going to ride a fiery horse. Lets take the car.” Junior, always with the mouth.
“Fine lead the way to this car, you speak of.”
I followed my minion around the building we found ourselves outside of. As we rounded the final corner I saw the most miraculous example of Gnomish Engineering I have ever seen. It was blazing silver, with rounded corners, like an extra sleek battle tank.
“It’s beautiful. What do you call it?”
“It’s a minivan.”
“Minivan… Lets get in”
“I’ll drive, it will be safer that way”
“OK, what’s the closest flight path?”
“Why don’t you take a nap while I drive us there. You’ll need your rest, you have a big day ahead of you…” Hmm, thoughtfulness from the minion, he must be up to something.
“No that’s ok, I think I’ll just watch… to make sure you don’t try anything.”
“Suit yourself but it will be awhile.”
Man was he not kidding. I’ve flown from Zul Aman to Booty Bay before, just to see how long it would take, but this instance was insane! 2 ½ hours. I had to keep moving so to avoid going AFK. I hope this drive time gets nerfed a bit in a patch. But finally we did arrive and apparently this was the place to be on this server.
“Wow look at all these people, they’re everywhere! Hmm that group of people have weird glow things on? Must be the special festival loot, lets get one.”
“Ok lets go buy one then if you want.” Again being nice, not his style.
“Nonsense! There has to be tokens or marks we need to get. Lets go pick up some food and water from a vendor.”
I walked over and pushed my way to the front.
“Hey Buddy, the line starts in back”
“You are such a Noob. No lines needed, Vendors can talk to everyone at the same time” Man I hate Newbies, stay in the starting area until you learn how to play.
“OK hmm your list says ‘Bratwurst with Sauerkraut’ what Buffs does that give?”
“I’m sorry, what?” This vendor sure didn’t seem too bright.
“I’m hoping for plus Stamina and Spell Damage, but nothing listed. Does it give anything?”
“I guess it gives gas? Does that help you?” She was looking at me funny.
“Hmm, not really, but if it’s all you got. I’ll take 20.”
“Dad, you don’t need 20, try 2. One for me one for you.” Ahh I see his game now
“How dumb do I look. Minions don’t eat.” Not going to trick me this time. “I’ll take 20. Just through them into this bag”
The vendor seemed perplexed but gave me the 20. I also picked up 20 sodas. As I walked away I heard the vendors talking “Hey Shelly, another nut job just came through.”
Now down to business. Buff food. Check. Water. Check. Group. Hmm time to spam general. I cleared my throat.
“High DPS, LFG for Festival event”
“Seriously Dad, don’t do this to me.”
“Quiet. We’ll be fine. Worst case if this instance gets to bad, I’ll send you in to Aggro, then I’ll sacrifice you for the bubble. I got plenty of shards left I’ll resummon you.”
“You’re going to what?!?! Is that even legal?” No more reasoning with a demon, down to business.
Hmm no responses, maybe trade then. “Lock LFG Heroic. IMBA 219”
I looked around no responses. And everyone was looking at me like they didn’t understand a word I was saying. Then it hit me.
“OMG they’re all HORDE!!!!”
There was no time to think, if this was a PVP server I was screwed. I opened my bag and started pulling out my PVP gear. It seemed the Horde here found it funny to find a lonely Lock Gnome in the middle of them. They started laughing at me. The more PVP gear I put on the more they laughed and taunted me.
“Junior I don’t get it. Why aren’t they running? Look at them, they all look like low level cloth wearers.”
“Gee, wonder why they would be laughing at a half naked man putting funny clothes on… They must not respect the game. Hey I’ll be over there, away from you” He started heading towards the closest group.
“Good Attack!” But then he just disappeared. Gone. Damn, I’ll have to resummon him later.
By this point the laughing had stopped. In fact the Horde’s started looking like they were afraid of me, slowly backing up.
“See, finally looked me up on IMBA now. Did some Inspects haven’t you. Realized ‘You are not prepared’. Good watch out I’m top DPS on this server!”
Someone tapped my shoulder from behind.
“Sir what seems to be the problem?” Two men stood before me with guns and badges. Everyone around seemed to fear them and back away, as if to worry these two men would banish them or worse. Hmm, must be GM’s.
“Well sir, I’m trying to get a group together to run some instances here, but these Horde are taunting me and camping spawn points.”
“Yeah, well Sir, I think I’m gonna have to ask you to put your clothes, costume, stuff back on and leave.”
“Well I was in the middle of putting my PVP gear on when you showed up, I was worried this was a PVP server.”
“I don’t really care sir, I just need you to leave before I arrest you.”
The other GM spoke “Ahh Jim let me give this a shot, I think this guy is one of those people we had training about last week.”
“Really. Damn I thought that was a practical joke.” The first one responded
“OK Um Sir, what is your name?”
“Gispe, the Gnome Evangelist”
“OK Gispe,” He looked like he was trying to remember a script, “Welcome to the Real World Realm. We appreciate and value your input as a customer, but unfortunately at this time, this server is full. - ” I cut him off.
“Hold on a second I am not paying for a realm transfer!”
“We are offering free transfers back to whatever server you came from.”
“Well good then. This new instance is sure pretty to look at, but I haven’t seen a single mob yet. The vendors are rude, the flight paths are horrible. No good loot tablesI think you guys need to work on it.”
Junior came back just as I had finshed putting my Raiding gear back on.
“Ready to go” he asked
“Yeah. I’m tired, can you get us back?”
“Ahh, little guy had a big day?” I nodded, “you just rest. When you wake up you’ll be back in Nazgrel and ready to tell everyone about your adventures.”
Nazgrel - Home Sweet Home
“Can we just go before someone sees us?”
“Good idea, let’s go before we find a wondering elite in here, I’ll summon my Dreadsteed. FIERY HORSE COME TO M---,”
“Listen, Dad. I told mom I’d babysit you this afternoon, but I am not going to ride a fiery horse. Lets take the car.” Junior, always with the mouth.
“Fine lead the way to this car, you speak of.”
I followed my minion around the building we found ourselves outside of. As we rounded the final corner I saw the most miraculous example of Gnomish Engineering I have ever seen. It was blazing silver, with rounded corners, like an extra sleek battle tank.
“It’s beautiful. What do you call it?”
“It’s a minivan.”
“Minivan… Lets get in”
“I’ll drive, it will be safer that way”
“OK, what’s the closest flight path?”
“Why don’t you take a nap while I drive us there. You’ll need your rest, you have a big day ahead of you…” Hmm, thoughtfulness from the minion, he must be up to something.
“No that’s ok, I think I’ll just watch… to make sure you don’t try anything.”
“Suit yourself but it will be awhile.”
Man was he not kidding. I’ve flown from Zul Aman to Booty Bay before, just to see how long it would take, but this instance was insane! 2 ½ hours. I had to keep moving so to avoid going AFK. I hope this drive time gets nerfed a bit in a patch. But finally we did arrive and apparently this was the place to be on this server.
“Wow look at all these people, they’re everywhere! Hmm that group of people have weird glow things on? Must be the special festival loot, lets get one.”
“Ok lets go buy one then if you want.” Again being nice, not his style.
“Nonsense! There has to be tokens or marks we need to get. Lets go pick up some food and water from a vendor.”
I walked over and pushed my way to the front.
“Hey Buddy, the line starts in back”
“You are such a Noob. No lines needed, Vendors can talk to everyone at the same time” Man I hate Newbies, stay in the starting area until you learn how to play.
“OK hmm your list says ‘Bratwurst with Sauerkraut’ what Buffs does that give?”
“I’m sorry, what?” This vendor sure didn’t seem too bright.
“I’m hoping for plus Stamina and Spell Damage, but nothing listed. Does it give anything?”
“I guess it gives gas? Does that help you?” She was looking at me funny.
“Hmm, not really, but if it’s all you got. I’ll take 20.”
“Dad, you don’t need 20, try 2. One for me one for you.” Ahh I see his game now
“How dumb do I look. Minions don’t eat.” Not going to trick me this time. “I’ll take 20. Just through them into this bag”
The vendor seemed perplexed but gave me the 20. I also picked up 20 sodas. As I walked away I heard the vendors talking “Hey Shelly, another nut job just came through.”
Now down to business. Buff food. Check. Water. Check. Group. Hmm time to spam general. I cleared my throat.
“High DPS, LFG for Festival event”
“Seriously Dad, don’t do this to me.”
“Quiet. We’ll be fine. Worst case if this instance gets to bad, I’ll send you in to Aggro, then I’ll sacrifice you for the bubble. I got plenty of shards left I’ll resummon you.”
“You’re going to what?!?! Is that even legal?” No more reasoning with a demon, down to business.
Hmm no responses, maybe trade then. “Lock LFG Heroic. IMBA 219”
I looked around no responses. And everyone was looking at me like they didn’t understand a word I was saying. Then it hit me.
“OMG they’re all HORDE!!!!”
There was no time to think, if this was a PVP server I was screwed. I opened my bag and started pulling out my PVP gear. It seemed the Horde here found it funny to find a lonely Lock Gnome in the middle of them. They started laughing at me. The more PVP gear I put on the more they laughed and taunted me.
“Junior I don’t get it. Why aren’t they running? Look at them, they all look like low level cloth wearers.”
“Gee, wonder why they would be laughing at a half naked man putting funny clothes on… They must not respect the game. Hey I’ll be over there, away from you” He started heading towards the closest group.
“Good Attack!” But then he just disappeared. Gone. Damn, I’ll have to resummon him later.
By this point the laughing had stopped. In fact the Horde’s started looking like they were afraid of me, slowly backing up.
“See, finally looked me up on IMBA now. Did some Inspects haven’t you. Realized ‘You are not prepared’. Good watch out I’m top DPS on this server!”
Someone tapped my shoulder from behind.
“Sir what seems to be the problem?” Two men stood before me with guns and badges. Everyone around seemed to fear them and back away, as if to worry these two men would banish them or worse. Hmm, must be GM’s.
“Well sir, I’m trying to get a group together to run some instances here, but these Horde are taunting me and camping spawn points.”
“Yeah, well Sir, I think I’m gonna have to ask you to put your clothes, costume, stuff back on and leave.”
“Well I was in the middle of putting my PVP gear on when you showed up, I was worried this was a PVP server.”
“I don’t really care sir, I just need you to leave before I arrest you.”
The other GM spoke “Ahh Jim let me give this a shot, I think this guy is one of those people we had training about last week.”
“Really. Damn I thought that was a practical joke.” The first one responded
“OK Um Sir, what is your name?”
“Gispe, the Gnome Evangelist”
“OK Gispe,” He looked like he was trying to remember a script, “Welcome to the Real World Realm. We appreciate and value your input as a customer, but unfortunately at this time, this server is full. - ” I cut him off.
“Hold on a second I am not paying for a realm transfer!”
“We are offering free transfers back to whatever server you came from.”
“Well good then. This new instance is sure pretty to look at, but I haven’t seen a single mob yet. The vendors are rude, the flight paths are horrible. No good loot tablesI think you guys need to work on it.”
Junior came back just as I had finshed putting my Raiding gear back on.
“Ready to go” he asked
“Yeah. I’m tired, can you get us back?”
“Ahh, little guy had a big day?” I nodded, “you just rest. When you wake up you’ll be back in Nazgrel and ready to tell everyone about your adventures.”
Nazgrel - Home Sweet Home
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Flood takes down TEAM DOM
Well what seems to be the only thing able to slow us down, My basement became flooded with a few inches of water and I left the team 1 healer short.
My humble applogies. I am truly sorry you all didnt get the run.
Tras
My humble applogies. I am truly sorry you all didnt get the run.
Tras
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Contract Talk
I didnt think it would come down to this but it seems that the agent of the Free Agent Healer has left us little else to do. The tampering charges against Berber that we content have influenced this process need to stop.
We want it publicly know that an offer has been submitted to the Free Agent Healer. We await an official response from his agent.
Free Agent Healer...we are waiting.....
We want it publicly know that an offer has been submitted to the Free Agent Healer. We await an official response from his agent.
Free Agent Healer...we are waiting.....
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Gispe's Realm Transfer Part 1
It all started with a call from my brother.
“Hey, the waterfront Festival is today, you coming to it?”
“Is it like the Darkmoon Faire? That’s in Shat this weekend? Why would there be two festivals this weekend, that wouldn’t make any sense?”
“I wouldn’t know anything about that. There are fireworks tonight if you are interested.”
“Ohh so it’s like the Festival of The Moon in Moonglade!”
“Great here we go again. Listen, time to join the Real World and get out and do something”
I’ve heard my brother talk about this “Real World” and how much fun it is. But I don’t care how much fun he has with his “friends” in the ‘Real World” I’ve checked and that guild is not on my server. Maybe they have free transfers though, because I am NOT paying for a realm transfer.
“Ok I’ll try it. What’s the quickest way to get to the Waterfront Festival?”
“Drive you idiot. U.P., Michigan, where you grew up?”
I did some quick checking on the map and Atlas…
“Uhh… I Ahh… Hmm let me see… I can’t find it anywhere… Not on Thottbot, what’s the closest flight path?”
“For God’s Sake, get off your ass, go outside and drive here!”
Outside… What an odd, but yet familiar word. It was almost like a mother’s lullaby that you have forgotten the words to, but vaguely remember the melody.
“Outside, is that a new instance? How do I get there?” But it was too late he had already hung up.
“Hmm, must be that new instance from the patch.” Now for the hard part. There was no way I was going to pug a new instance so I needed help.
“Let me see, Tras is offline, Dom is AFK, Wildman is on vacation (whatever that is), Adrine is, well the last time I heard from Adrine she was leading Crowsnest into Kara for a quest… We’ll probably find her Tuesday in some random hallway in there.”
Then, being the ingenious Gnome Warlock I am I knew what needed to be done. I needed to enlist the most powerful Mage I knew to help with my plight!
“Ohh, Honey!!!” I heard her come into the office from the other room.
“Yes Dear?” As she gave me the “Ohh, great he’s on the computer AGAIN” look. I’ve seen it before, like about 15 min prior when she kicked me off the computer… for the third time… that hour.
“My brother called, said there’s some fair/festival thing in Michigan, but I can’t find it on the map. He has I need to go “outside” to get there. You know where that is?”
“Yes.” She said almost seeming annoyed at the fact I didn’t know where “outside” was. She rolled her eyes and began walking towards the wall. Now the next part I can’t fully explain, as I still believe it a miracle. I have seen the Mage display great power and control over magic before but nothing like this. As she reached the wall she without hesitation simply touched it and pulled back, opening a great luminous portal before my eyes.
I reeled back blinded by the light from the power of this portal to the “outside”.
“Amazing how, how did you do that?”
“It’s a door. Don’t tell me the almighty Blizzard forgot to put doors in your little world.”
“Hush creature! It is not wise to speak ill of the Maker! But still, I am not sure about this portal. Without the guild, I feel I should wait.”
“Come on. Live a little; join the Real World for awhile you might like it. Take the kid, he’ll have fun, you can bond.”
Of course! The perfect solution. My oldest minion. The one I have trained the longest!
“Allow me to summon him”
“Ohh God, not again, please the neighbors already want us to move.”
“ From the Fiery Depths I Summon thee, JUUUUNNNIIIOOOORRRR!!!!!” I yelled.
Instantly from behind I heard.
“Yeah… Dad…. I’ve been here on the couch the whole time.” Junior exclaimed
“Mind your tongue demon spawn. I have told you to call your master by his name, Gispe!” That’s the problem with minions, the older they get the more rebellious they become.
“Hey Mom” Asked Junior.
“Yes Junior” she replied.
“What’s wrong with dad again?”
“I’m not sure. Tras said something about your father trying to cast Corruption on me last year, but my Shadow resistance was too high, and I reflected it back onto him.”
“Hey mom” he said.
“Yes son” she replied.
“What’s wrong with Tras again?”
“I think he was born that way.”
“Wow, that sucks.”
“But all the doctors agree,” She injected “that they don’t seem to be a risk to themselves or others.”
“I don’t care what those witch doctors say. I told you right after I casted Corruption on you I casted Curse of Doom, and if that got reflected back at me like the Corruption, sooner or later that timer is going to go, and if I don’t have a healer by me when it does, I don’t know if I have enough hit points to pull through.”
“I know dear, that’s why we got the extra life insurance, now go and have fun.” And the last thing I heard as she pushed us into the portal was, “Ohh and if I’m not here when you get back, I’m out looking for a normal life. Bye!”
I turned around to argue more but the Mage had already closed the portal. Unfathomable Power.
“Hey, the waterfront Festival is today, you coming to it?”
“Is it like the Darkmoon Faire? That’s in Shat this weekend? Why would there be two festivals this weekend, that wouldn’t make any sense?”
“I wouldn’t know anything about that. There are fireworks tonight if you are interested.”
“Ohh so it’s like the Festival of The Moon in Moonglade!”
“Great here we go again. Listen, time to join the Real World and get out and do something”
I’ve heard my brother talk about this “Real World” and how much fun it is. But I don’t care how much fun he has with his “friends” in the ‘Real World” I’ve checked and that guild is not on my server. Maybe they have free transfers though, because I am NOT paying for a realm transfer.
“Ok I’ll try it. What’s the quickest way to get to the Waterfront Festival?”
“Drive you idiot. U.P., Michigan, where you grew up?”
I did some quick checking on the map and Atlas…
“Uhh… I Ahh… Hmm let me see… I can’t find it anywhere… Not on Thottbot, what’s the closest flight path?”
“For God’s Sake, get off your ass, go outside and drive here!”
Outside… What an odd, but yet familiar word. It was almost like a mother’s lullaby that you have forgotten the words to, but vaguely remember the melody.
“Outside, is that a new instance? How do I get there?” But it was too late he had already hung up.
“Hmm, must be that new instance from the patch.” Now for the hard part. There was no way I was going to pug a new instance so I needed help.
“Let me see, Tras is offline, Dom is AFK, Wildman is on vacation (whatever that is), Adrine is, well the last time I heard from Adrine she was leading Crowsnest into Kara for a quest… We’ll probably find her Tuesday in some random hallway in there.”
Then, being the ingenious Gnome Warlock I am I knew what needed to be done. I needed to enlist the most powerful Mage I knew to help with my plight!
“Ohh, Honey!!!” I heard her come into the office from the other room.
“Yes Dear?” As she gave me the “Ohh, great he’s on the computer AGAIN” look. I’ve seen it before, like about 15 min prior when she kicked me off the computer… for the third time… that hour.
“My brother called, said there’s some fair/festival thing in Michigan, but I can’t find it on the map. He has I need to go “outside” to get there. You know where that is?”
“Yes.” She said almost seeming annoyed at the fact I didn’t know where “outside” was. She rolled her eyes and began walking towards the wall. Now the next part I can’t fully explain, as I still believe it a miracle. I have seen the Mage display great power and control over magic before but nothing like this. As she reached the wall she without hesitation simply touched it and pulled back, opening a great luminous portal before my eyes.
I reeled back blinded by the light from the power of this portal to the “outside”.
“Amazing how, how did you do that?”
“It’s a door. Don’t tell me the almighty Blizzard forgot to put doors in your little world.”
“Hush creature! It is not wise to speak ill of the Maker! But still, I am not sure about this portal. Without the guild, I feel I should wait.”
“Come on. Live a little; join the Real World for awhile you might like it. Take the kid, he’ll have fun, you can bond.”
Of course! The perfect solution. My oldest minion. The one I have trained the longest!
“Allow me to summon him”
“Ohh God, not again, please the neighbors already want us to move.”
“ From the Fiery Depths I Summon thee, JUUUUNNNIIIOOOORRRR!!!!!” I yelled.
Instantly from behind I heard.
“Yeah… Dad…. I’ve been here on the couch the whole time.” Junior exclaimed
“Mind your tongue demon spawn. I have told you to call your master by his name, Gispe!” That’s the problem with minions, the older they get the more rebellious they become.
“Hey Mom” Asked Junior.
“Yes Junior” she replied.
“What’s wrong with dad again?”
“I’m not sure. Tras said something about your father trying to cast Corruption on me last year, but my Shadow resistance was too high, and I reflected it back onto him.”
“Hey mom” he said.
“Yes son” she replied.
“What’s wrong with Tras again?”
“I think he was born that way.”
“Wow, that sucks.”
“But all the doctors agree,” She injected “that they don’t seem to be a risk to themselves or others.”
“I don’t care what those witch doctors say. I told you right after I casted Corruption on you I casted Curse of Doom, and if that got reflected back at me like the Corruption, sooner or later that timer is going to go, and if I don’t have a healer by me when it does, I don’t know if I have enough hit points to pull through.”
“I know dear, that’s why we got the extra life insurance, now go and have fun.” And the last thing I heard as she pushed us into the portal was, “Ohh and if I’m not here when you get back, I’m out looking for a normal life. Bye!”
I turned around to argue more but the Mage had already closed the portal. Unfathomable Power.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
healer thoughts
.....why would we summon something that is already dead, this defies logic only to kill it again....yet there Dom was proclaiming with glee "I got the urn, he will be here in like 30 seconds".... maybe I am getting to old for this, there a quite a few scratches on this armor, and my head has been hurting lately...bet that gnome warlock has something to do with it....
Charred earth, you need to move, screams echoing at me from the distance...what charred earth...why am I on fire....I bet that damm gnome warlock did something to my eyes...I cant see anything on the ground....I wish he was an elf.....
So that was Nightbane......hmmm I bet the boys at the Old World Tavern will get a kick out of this....maybe tonight Haris Pilton will notice me...seems like the kind of lady to settle down with on a farm outside of Stormwind....
hey, where did everyone go....
Charred earth, you need to move, screams echoing at me from the distance...what charred earth...why am I on fire....I bet that damm gnome warlock did something to my eyes...I cant see anything on the ground....I wish he was an elf.....
So that was Nightbane......hmmm I bet the boys at the Old World Tavern will get a kick out of this....maybe tonight Haris Pilton will notice me...seems like the kind of lady to settle down with on a farm outside of Stormwind....
hey, where did everyone go....
The Elf Conspiracy Part 2: The Lost Book
My friends, a new turn of events has brought more validation to my belief of the Elf’s being the mastermind behind this smear campaign against all Gnome kind. During Thursday night’s Kara run I had time to stop and read a couple of ancient tomes located in the library while Adrine was running around lost within the Towers chambers. While my time with this book was limited (Due to the group getting tired of waiting, and wanting me to just summon Adrine) the text contained within truly shakes the written history of Azeroth to the core. The title of this book: “Gnomish Origins”. Allow me a few days to study this text and post my findings. Stay Tuned.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
A Shade to a new Beginning
We finally knocked out Shade with a little revised strategy thought up by a new free agent, and was blessed with the Pauldrons of the Justice Seeker (woot). The chess event was very good for Praet as he was given the Kings Defender. ( woot woot) Illhoof dropped some more void crystals for the bank so it was a win win for everyone.
As what seems to be getting very normal we pugged a healer from trade chat so we are doing are civic duty to help gear up the server also =)
As what seems to be getting very normal we pugged a healer from trade chat so we are doing are civic duty to help gear up the server also =)
The Elf Conspiracy
While it is true Gnomes do make wonderful table legs and lawn ornaments, I would like to take a moment to clarify a few misconceptions. There seems to be a left wing movement purputrating falsehoods and lies against Gnomes and I feel it is my duty to clear some things up. I'm not sure who started this or why they did, but my leading guess is Elf's out of jealousy and this is why.
1.) The Kiebler elf's are really Gnomes - Anyone who has been outside of Ironforge at least once in there life will be quick to realise there is no way an Elf (Blood or Night) could possible fit in a tree, let alone fit a full kitchen to bake cookies in a tree. As a Gnome who supplies the cookies for Team Dom I know first hand that this ability has been passed down from generation to generation within my family. Nothing tastes as good as cookies baked in a tree.
2.) Santa Claus has Gnomes, not Elf's - Come on people. Have you SEEN the size of a Night Elf's hands? How can you believe an elf could possibly assemble tiny toy parts. While its true Santa has been offshoring some commodity toy making to 8 year old orcs in Orgrimmar recently, Believe me the best made toys are still made by Gnomes.
What I'm saying here is Gnomes are Humanoids too. And before you join in the next round of Gnome Toss, or the new game of Gnome Blender, stop and remember how good that last cookie tasted, or how the genuine "Made in Gnomeregen" toy gave you years of joy, and maybe, just maybe you will find it in your heart to hug a gnome instead of Punt the Gnome.
The Gnome Evangelist
Gispe
1.) The Kiebler elf's are really Gnomes - Anyone who has been outside of Ironforge at least once in there life will be quick to realise there is no way an Elf (Blood or Night) could possible fit in a tree, let alone fit a full kitchen to bake cookies in a tree. As a Gnome who supplies the cookies for Team Dom I know first hand that this ability has been passed down from generation to generation within my family. Nothing tastes as good as cookies baked in a tree.
2.) Santa Claus has Gnomes, not Elf's - Come on people. Have you SEEN the size of a Night Elf's hands? How can you believe an elf could possibly assemble tiny toy parts. While its true Santa has been offshoring some commodity toy making to 8 year old orcs in Orgrimmar recently, Believe me the best made toys are still made by Gnomes.
What I'm saying here is Gnomes are Humanoids too. And before you join in the next round of Gnome Toss, or the new game of Gnome Blender, stop and remember how good that last cookie tasted, or how the genuine "Made in Gnomeregen" toy gave you years of joy, and maybe, just maybe you will find it in your heart to hug a gnome instead of Punt the Gnome.
The Gnome Evangelist
Gispe
The free agent Healer
Team Dom would like to thank kokoro for taking some time away from his tanking obession to heal for us Tuesday night. With what became a very good run (Pocket Watch for Tank, Hunter Drops for Nycto, and the 7 Void Crystals for Guild Bank) and lots of talk of Cookies 2 for 1 at Publics the group worked very well together. Lets keep it up Tonight with a full clear to Prince.
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