Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:55:41 GMT -5
Shaking off the sleepiness, rubbing at singed fur, the shaggy ol' tauren druid made her way into Thunderbluff. "Been quite the time, sleeping in the winter haven as a bear. Never tried that before. With the snozing and snoring and bliss and all. And now I have this nice thick thick coat of fur!"
She grinned and bought a bit of bait for the ol' fishing pole and some firewood of cherry. "But now, I need something to eat. Dang nabbit sleeping takes alot out of you."
Preparing to cast, pole tossed back in a Pagle 240 Quarter Fly maneuver, her stone warmed and piped up!
"Jadey, der mon. Chu wanna come wit us?" She smiled hearing Sangwin's voice.
"Oh Sangwin! Um where to? The jungles or temples in the swamp or--"
"Scholomance, mon."
With a sudden flick of wrist, she tangled up the bag seller and fruist vendor with some rather sharp hooks. Gasping at her stone as they shook thir fists, she blinked. "Um...Scholololomance? The place with...death? And um...bigger death?!"
"Dat be de one, mon. So chu game?"
Staring wider at her stone, she warned him of her quiet ways, her silliness, her youth, her wayward fishing technique. But it did not phase the mage. He kept asking. "Um...send the invite." Suddenly, warlock magics called so fast and hard, she appeared without any clothes!
Blinking, gasping, blushing, the crew stared at a rather shaggy naked tauren. But smiling she just shrugged into her leathers with quick apologies. "That was some casting! Yanked me right outta my clothes!" ((That really happened. ))
Giggling, she followed them into ....Scholomance, School of Scary.
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They could hear the call as they entered. Down one hall, gnomes and high elves were practicing their ballet moves while casting. A very tricky artform performed balanced on one foot. Another hall had a library tended by what seemed a simple olf woman's ghost...until you tried to get her! Then she like multiplied and shrieked NO PIE IN THE LIBRARY!
Yet one of the most frightening had to be the ghouls in choir class. They kept trying to sing these complicated orias only to sound like a bunch of whining puppies hungry at the door.
Fire...totems...frost...slashing doom...kitty meows...and many waters later, the intrepid heroes and done something...very naughty.
Gandling was busy with his exploding runes when the first alarms and screams went off. By the time he made it to the gathering, his face was singed and coated with soot.
"Damned fools! Look what you have done?! You know how hard it is to get a triple exploding rune score in this game here?!" The other professors were behind him...but soon mowed down by the shredding force of silly adventurers.
Kilimon screamed out. "I BE WATCHIN' CHU!"
Sangwin threatened with firey doom. Warlocks sent their glorious felhounds to gnaw on his robes. Gog tried to outrun OOX to smoosh him. Blacktooth was far too busy giggling and thinking of pie to notice he had downed the evil dark headmaster of doooooom.
Everyone gathered, staring down.
"SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!" Jadehorn yelled.
It was a most exciting night!
She grinned and bought a bit of bait for the ol' fishing pole and some firewood of cherry. "But now, I need something to eat. Dang nabbit sleeping takes alot out of you."
Preparing to cast, pole tossed back in a Pagle 240 Quarter Fly maneuver, her stone warmed and piped up!
"Jadey, der mon. Chu wanna come wit us?" She smiled hearing Sangwin's voice.
"Oh Sangwin! Um where to? The jungles or temples in the swamp or--"
"Scholomance, mon."
With a sudden flick of wrist, she tangled up the bag seller and fruist vendor with some rather sharp hooks. Gasping at her stone as they shook thir fists, she blinked. "Um...Scholololomance? The place with...death? And um...bigger death?!"
"Dat be de one, mon. So chu game?"
Staring wider at her stone, she warned him of her quiet ways, her silliness, her youth, her wayward fishing technique. But it did not phase the mage. He kept asking. "Um...send the invite." Suddenly, warlock magics called so fast and hard, she appeared without any clothes!
Blinking, gasping, blushing, the crew stared at a rather shaggy naked tauren. But smiling she just shrugged into her leathers with quick apologies. "That was some casting! Yanked me right outta my clothes!" ((That really happened. ))
Giggling, she followed them into ....Scholomance, School of Scary.
----@@@----
They could hear the call as they entered. Down one hall, gnomes and high elves were practicing their ballet moves while casting. A very tricky artform performed balanced on one foot. Another hall had a library tended by what seemed a simple olf woman's ghost...until you tried to get her! Then she like multiplied and shrieked NO PIE IN THE LIBRARY!
Yet one of the most frightening had to be the ghouls in choir class. They kept trying to sing these complicated orias only to sound like a bunch of whining puppies hungry at the door.
Fire...totems...frost...slashing doom...kitty meows...and many waters later, the intrepid heroes and done something...very naughty.
Gandling was busy with his exploding runes when the first alarms and screams went off. By the time he made it to the gathering, his face was singed and coated with soot.
"Damned fools! Look what you have done?! You know how hard it is to get a triple exploding rune score in this game here?!" The other professors were behind him...but soon mowed down by the shredding force of silly adventurers.
Kilimon screamed out. "I BE WATCHIN' CHU!"
Sangwin threatened with firey doom. Warlocks sent their glorious felhounds to gnaw on his robes. Gog tried to outrun OOX to smoosh him. Blacktooth was far too busy giggling and thinking of pie to notice he had downed the evil dark headmaster of doooooom.
Everyone gathered, staring down.
"SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!" Jadehorn yelled.
It was a most exciting night!