Monday, June 06, 2005
Battle report log 0003
Picture this: Badass Wundagore and bloodthirsty Maelcum roaming the WOW plains together with one common goal: death, destruction and flowerpicking. Flowerpicking? Anway let me talk you through this.
After checking my mail (again no nice goodies from my buddies) I decide to go hunting some easy prey just for the heck of it and maybe gain another level by doing so. Suddenly a vague familiar sound…. Aye matey wha ya doing?
Sigh( ) it must be that hideous troll again.
Hi there buddy, long time no see, I’m killing some Zevra’s and Thunderlizards myself, wazzup with you? Ah, Maelcum says, I’m fine, any quests you want to do, maybe some powerlevelling for you, cause you’re only good for a couple of laughs now. *lol*.
I swear one day, I’m gonna kill that filthy troll, not really of course (he’s one of my buddies) but that incredible ego of his, how annoying. Not to speak of that green pointy eared Orc.
Anyway, we start killing some Thunderlizardz, where I’m impressing my troll buddy with my lethal skillz. Only level 19 myself, but killing a lvl 21-22 thunderlizard is just barely a challenge for me. But taking two at the same time upon myself is too much even for this badass Tauren. So Maelcum decides to lend me a hand and kills the other lvl22 Thunderlizard. Apparently by breathing on him, for I couldn’t even blink twice before he had killed and skinned it. A wonder he didn’t eat the blasted beast alive. What’s even more annoying is that now, I owe him my life….
After a while even killing Thunderlizards gets boring so we decide to go hunting even more south, way beyond the field of giants that is. We discover caves about which rumors go that they house monsters and beasts of level 33 to 43. I’m always up for a challenge, but Maelcum ensures me that’s a sure way to die so we walk on. Yes, another cave. Only level 23 till level33 I say to Maelcum as I see him running away. Little scared pussycat, and to him, I owe my life? How humiliating.
We stop to rest a bit when I decide to buff Maelcum up again for the “mark of wild” as I call it, will only last a couple of seconds anymore. Just at that moment, Maelcum decides to annoy one of the alliance. A much higher level character who looks at Maelcum and decides to ignore him. But Maelcom is already in a pvp state , and by buffing him up so am I! Oh my, a lvl19 Tauren in a much higher level territory in a pvp state. That arrogant little troll, and that’s only for lack of a better word.
We decide to go down with the elevator that’s here at the end of the field of giants, but that’s one hell of a plain we get on to. After another near death experience (and once again the troll saved my life, I ain’t never gonna be able to show my face in Thunderbluff again if this gets out) we run back to the field of giants which now looks as fairy wonder land compared to the horror we saw down there. Getting all exited about still being alive I decide to go pick some flowers, not in a gay kind of way of course, very manly. It’s herbs you guys, not real flowers. Mind you, that beside a lean mean fighting machine, I’m also a very wise scientist, herbalism & alchemy is my game when I have some quit time.
Still level 19 though, maybe better luck next time. Maybe, just maybe... this wise druid should listen to some advice the green bald Orc gave me. Tomorrow, yes tomorrow.. I’ll meditate on that. Sigh( ) getting my ass saved by a unworthy Troll and considering taking advice of a filthy Orc. What’s wrong with this Tauren? My Mama didn’t raise a scared little pony. I’m the badass Tauren and don’t you forget it.
After checking my mail (again no nice goodies from my buddies) I decide to go hunting some easy prey just for the heck of it and maybe gain another level by doing so. Suddenly a vague familiar sound…. Aye matey wha ya doing?
Sigh( ) it must be that hideous troll again.
Hi there buddy, long time no see, I’m killing some Zevra’s and Thunderlizards myself, wazzup with you? Ah, Maelcum says, I’m fine, any quests you want to do, maybe some powerlevelling for you, cause you’re only good for a couple of laughs now. *lol*.
I swear one day, I’m gonna kill that filthy troll, not really of course (he’s one of my buddies) but that incredible ego of his, how annoying. Not to speak of that green pointy eared Orc.
Anyway, we start killing some Thunderlizardz, where I’m impressing my troll buddy with my lethal skillz. Only level 19 myself, but killing a lvl 21-22 thunderlizard is just barely a challenge for me. But taking two at the same time upon myself is too much even for this badass Tauren. So Maelcum decides to lend me a hand and kills the other lvl22 Thunderlizard. Apparently by breathing on him, for I couldn’t even blink twice before he had killed and skinned it. A wonder he didn’t eat the blasted beast alive. What’s even more annoying is that now, I owe him my life….
After a while even killing Thunderlizards gets boring so we decide to go hunting even more south, way beyond the field of giants that is. We discover caves about which rumors go that they house monsters and beasts of level 33 to 43. I’m always up for a challenge, but Maelcum ensures me that’s a sure way to die so we walk on. Yes, another cave. Only level 23 till level33 I say to Maelcum as I see him running away. Little scared pussycat, and to him, I owe my life? How humiliating.
We stop to rest a bit when I decide to buff Maelcum up again for the “mark of wild” as I call it, will only last a couple of seconds anymore. Just at that moment, Maelcum decides to annoy one of the alliance. A much higher level character who looks at Maelcum and decides to ignore him. But Maelcom is already in a pvp state , and by buffing him up so am I! Oh my, a lvl19 Tauren in a much higher level territory in a pvp state. That arrogant little troll, and that’s only for lack of a better word.
We decide to go down with the elevator that’s here at the end of the field of giants, but that’s one hell of a plain we get on to. After another near death experience (and once again the troll saved my life, I ain’t never gonna be able to show my face in Thunderbluff again if this gets out) we run back to the field of giants which now looks as fairy wonder land compared to the horror we saw down there. Getting all exited about still being alive I decide to go pick some flowers, not in a gay kind of way of course, very manly. It’s herbs you guys, not real flowers. Mind you, that beside a lean mean fighting machine, I’m also a very wise scientist, herbalism & alchemy is my game when I have some quit time.
Still level 19 though, maybe better luck next time. Maybe, just maybe... this wise druid should listen to some advice the green bald Orc gave me. Tomorrow, yes tomorrow.. I’ll meditate on that. Sigh( ) getting my ass saved by a unworthy Troll and considering taking advice of a filthy Orc. What’s wrong with this Tauren? My Mama didn’t raise a scared little pony. I’m the badass Tauren and don’t you forget it.
Comments:
<< Home
Uuuhm, bald Orc, unworthy Troll... What do you say Maelcum, You hold him while I step on his toes...HAHA the flower picking Tauren doesn't have any toes....
You cow lover you....
hehe
Nice story man, too bad I had to mis it.
You cow lover you....
hehe
Nice story man, too bad I had to mis it.
*While eating, Maelcum laughs so hard that raptor's blood comes throughs his nose.
Awww, cute, little mr-stealthy-as-a-bull-on-a-marble-floor has decided to badmouth his superiors. No need to hold him, Braell, either of us could hurt the lardass at our leisure. Stepping on his toes? Im sure u mean skinning and covering in salt?
Besides, its SO obvious that behind all this talk is a little scared flowergirl who just has to learn how to deal with her position in this gang, that is, third violin. And dont get me started about the times she brought mortal danger to us all, and i had to save her ass.
Next time we see an alliance memeber fighting a Horde Guard deep in Horde territory, we FIGHT BACK, ya hear?
FOR THA HORDE!
i.e. NOT for carebear land
P.S. Train you will, young padawan, before u might even begin to effectively insult us.
*/point /rude /lol
Awww, cute, little mr-stealthy-as-a-bull-on-a-marble-floor has decided to badmouth his superiors. No need to hold him, Braell, either of us could hurt the lardass at our leisure. Stepping on his toes? Im sure u mean skinning and covering in salt?
Besides, its SO obvious that behind all this talk is a little scared flowergirl who just has to learn how to deal with her position in this gang, that is, third violin. And dont get me started about the times she brought mortal danger to us all, and i had to save her ass.
Next time we see an alliance memeber fighting a Horde Guard deep in Horde territory, we FIGHT BACK, ya hear?
FOR THA HORDE!
i.e. NOT for carebear land
P.S. Train you will, young padawan, before u might even begin to effectively insult us.
*/point /rude /lol
ha don't get me started about the toes i don't have. They look funny on you guys, all small and wriggly and besides that they are vunerable spots.
Vulnerable spots? And that coming from a flabby bullboy who's entire 400 pound body is one huge vulnerable spot. Interesting.
You know what, you try to hit my 'vulnareble' toe, and i will try not to hurt you to much, deal?
You know what, you try to hit my 'vulnareble' toe, and i will try not to hurt you to much, deal?
bring it on hippie, trolls ain't almost extinct for being so dangerous and hard to kill.
They are because they're a loudmouthed lot even my mama kills with a blindfold on and one hand behind her back.
No jokes about my mama, I kill you, nobody jokes about my mama.
They are because they're a loudmouthed lot even my mama kills with a blindfold on and one hand behind her back.
No jokes about my mama, I kill you, nobody jokes about my mama.
Sure man, no jokes about ur mamma. Imagine she has a hard time as it be, with losing the light in her eyes and her right hand because her bullboy screwed up another simple attack plan.
And we trolls get to louthmouth because there is just nobody around capable of shutting us up.
If u had read ur histories, u would have known that the only ones decimating tha trolls have been other trolls.
Waiting for ya. Duel to the death sounds about right.
And we trolls get to louthmouth because there is just nobody around capable of shutting us up.
If u had read ur histories, u would have known that the only ones decimating tha trolls have been other trolls.
Waiting for ya. Duel to the death sounds about right.
uuhm, me smash three, me smash troll.....and me not at the edge of disctinction. Me hard Orc, me strong me whip ass of any troll any time, just if they would stand still for a sec;-)
Post a Comment
<< Home
