In the screenshot I am this asshole:
Tevruden Dawnspear, inconveniently large Death Knight.
I don’t really RP anyone else.
I swear I’ve had you on my btag before, what characters do you play again? That screenshot you posted on that DK pregnancy post had me in it and I think I know you..
This Fucking Paladin
This
Fucking
Paladin
every warcraft server is terrible
every single one
because they all contain people and people do horrible stupid things
Meanwhile there are still notes on this post where people don’t get it.
kyraneko: doujinshi: I hate that I laughed at this “Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there,” and another one appears. And dodges the downward sweep of claws, darting to the side, bouncing off the pentagram’s barriers, and tripping over the demon’s tail.
I hate that I laughed at this
“Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there,” and another one appears. And dodges the downward sweep of claws, darting to the side, bouncing off the pentagram’s barriers, and tripping over the demon’s tail. “In the Vatican!” she cries out as she moves, using the State Farm Agent summoning charm to modify the situation as she was taught, and mentally thanking her trainer for expecting her to be fast enough to do it on the first incantation.
Most State Farm agents, when they run into trouble, have to get the customer to do the jingle a second time. That guy with the buffalo was lucky.
The magic takes hold, and she materializes in the aisle of St. Peter’s Basilica, still holding the demon by the tail, in the middle of Sunday morning Mass. The music clatters unprofessionally to a halt as laypeople, deacons, priests, monks, nuns, and the Pope all turn their attention to the surprised demon whose fifth course of dinner has turned, unaccountably, into a visit to one of his least favorite places on Earth.
There is chanting in Latin, and vaguely cross-shaped gestures, and clouds of incense, and the demon vanishes in a puff of smoke, whether from the efforts of the clergy or of his own volition no one can say. The Agent doesn’t wait, fleeing towards the doors and escaping in the confusion.
She gains the exit and walks, purposefully, toward Rome proper; there, she ducks into the nearest alley. A burner cell phone comes out of one of the less-used pockets of her purse, and she dials a number from memory.
“Allstate,” says a smooth masculine voice after three rings.
“State Farm,” she answers. “I’m calling in a favor.”
“Yeah?” Interest. “What sort?”
As she talks she’s pulling out her smartphone, keying an app that was activated by the summoning, and pulling up the policyholder data that enabled the incantation to work.
“Insurance fraud,” she said, and can almost hear teeth sharpening on the other end of the line. She gives him the name, the address, the policy number. “Someone needs some mayhem.”
“That’s my name,” the man says.
She smiles. “Someone needs all the mayhem.”
He chuckles. Slow. Evil. Even with the echoes of demonic laughter ringing in her ears, she’s impressed. “Don’t worry,” he says, almost purring.
“You’re in good hands.”
Uh yeah okay the point of that was not to shit on Wyrmrest can we please keep this asinine WrA vs. Moon Guard argument away from my posts
martyrized: shithowdy: wyrmrest accord chat channel observations Stay mad, Wyrmrest.
hahah what that hard drive was for a database
hahah what
that hard drive was for a database
watercolorblackcat: *people don’t “personally agree” with asexuality* *asexuality is compared to pedophilia and bestiality* *i can’t be acephobic, my best friend is asexual!* “asexuals with no sex drive are not living beings” “asexuals are lying about
*people don’t “personally agree” with asexuality*
*asexuality is compared to pedophilia and bestiality*
*i can’t be acephobic, my best friend is asexual!*
“asexuals with no sex drive are not living beings”
“asexuals are lying about their sexuality”
*asexuals talking about relationships are amusing*
*asexuality is not real*
“asexuals are only pretending to be special snowflakes”
acephobia is totally not a thing
