Trapped2 -Sylvanas x Reader (World Of Warcraft)You felt her arms fly over your shoulders while she stared into your eyes silently.Trapped2 -Sylvanas x Reader (World Of Warcraft)4 days ago in Romance More Like This
"Everything...?" You raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Well...that's what you think" Just when you had the chance to speak, you fell to the cold stone floor.
-When You Finally Woke Up...-
You woke up but noticed the atmosphere around you was different again.
You seemed to be...in a cage again. But it was dark.
"Don't be stupid! We're doing the same thing as always..."
"H-Huh?" You sat up in the cage trying to looking around you.
Then you noticed something...your cage was surrounded by a black cloak.
"But, my lady...are you s-" "Yes yes I am sure general!"
'What are they talking about...?' This was the third time she had confused you!
But before you could think more the bony fingers of a forsaken slipped off the cloak.
And you gasped...right in front of you, was a huge crowd. No, really, a huge crowd of undead people...
"What the fuck...?!" You stood up quickly grabbing onto the cage bars staring at them
Trapped -Sylvanas x Reader (World of Warcraft)It was too late to turn back now.Trapped -Sylvanas x Reader (World of Warcraft)5 days ago in Romance More Like This
You were already surrounded her army.
Her army of rotting freaks...her army of undead freaks.
"Fuck fuck fuck..." You whispered to yourself quietly.
Before you had got into this mess, you were trying to slay the queen of the forsaken.
Who is this queen? Sylvanas, Sylvanas Windrunner. Leader of the forsaken.
But everything went wrong...oh so wrong.
But it's better if we don't talk about it right now...
"It's about time you fools captured him/her..." She pushed them out of the way, walking towards you with speed.
You could feel your neck block up with fear, making it hard to breath properly.
She stared at you with her red chilling eyes, sending shivers down your spine.
"Put him/her in the cage!" She demanded with anger.
The whole army saluted her but only a quarter of the army picked up the cage.
'Jeez...how huge is her army?!' You thought with a confused look.
Eventually, they had placed the cage clearly in front of you, then pushing you in with forc
Rez, Please?The tank lost aggro on a trash pullRez, Please?5 days ago in Humor More Like This
Those mobs they attacked me instead
Did my best to stay alive
But in the end I wound up dead
Healer, can I get a Rez?
That boss fight wasn't as expected
It really didn't go as planned
While everyone else DPS'd it
In the "Bad Things" I did stand
Healer, I could use a Rez
I ran ahead into the raid
But missed the elevator down
Fell and went splat on the floor
You all laugh loudly as I frown
Healer, peel me off the ground?
Died again deep in some tunnels
My ghost got lost as I ran about
I just can't seem to find my body
Return to Graveyard then logout
Spirit Healer, I'll take a Rez
10 Random ideas 15: Raid boss idea1. Tempra of the Dancing Lights is the second boss of the "Factory Wing" of the Bastion of The Four Lights raid10 Random ideas 15: Raid boss idea5 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. Tempra specializes in using weapons of various kinds to strike and smite her foes
3. Throughout the fight Tempra strikes with multiple weapon using telekinesis like powers
4. Tanks need to use defensive abilities when she uses Armed Assault, which deals damage based on how many weapons she is wielding
5. Disarming the boss removes a weapon from her, but causes her to hit the disarmer with a heavy burst of damage and buff her total damage briefly.
6. Tempra of the Dancing Lights earns her title because of her Second phase, in which she hurls her different weapons out at the raid in a "Light Dance" dealing area of effect damage to the whoel raid and more
7. The 6 different kinds of weapons Tempra can use are Swords, Daggers, Axes, Polearms/spears, Maces, and Staves/staffs. Any weapons that havent been disarmed are tossed out at the raid with varying effects during the
Undead -World of WarcraftThe fear in my eyes,Undead -World of Warcraft4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The tears in my eyes...
My skin rotting away in a slow pace...
My bony fingers coming into view...
"No, please no!" I shouted...
"So idiotic you are..." She replied...
The air becoming colder at each breath...
The hair of myself becoming grayer...
A forsaken I was, and forever...
Following the orders of the forsaken queen...
Eating the corpses of the gold and blue...
The fear that I once remembered in my eyes...
The skin rotting I once remembered...
The screaming I once remembered...
Means nothing anymore, nothing...
A Northern Secret, Chapter 25Blue eyes scanned the hallway. Giving a sigh of relief, Crystal slings her bag over her shoulder, silently tip toeing towards the door. Not a sound stirred in the apartment. Not even Roy's normal snoring. She twisted the lock on the door and it made a 'click' that seemed like a roar in the silent building. She refused to even breathe. When no door creaked open she silently opened the door and snuck out. Shutting it just as quietly she locks it. Giving a sigh of relief she smiled more than ready to escape.A Northern Secret, Chapter 253 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Almost flying down the stairs and towards the apartment building front door she opened it. Relishing the sweet scent of the crisp late night air she failed to notice a certain someone standing on the side walk. Stepping out of the house and shutting the door with a mischievous smile, Crystal ties her hair up.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Damn..." Crystal slouched, instantly moping. She briefly wondered if she could out run him. Did he have his gloves? He might cha
Sailor Azeroth: Beginning: PrologueRega’s PoVSailor Azeroth: Beginning: Prologue3 days ago in Fantasy More Like This
It’s funny you know. How people always trying to imagine where would be a few years down the line. As a child I would think that I would live a long, happy life, despite living in the desert of Durotar. As I grew up I would sometimes think of the ways I could die in battle, protecting my people and my family, something that would earn the ancestors favor. Now, I appear to have been denied that chance. My duty has taken farther from home that I have ever been, and the world I was brought here to help protect burn’s in the fire’s of army of darkness. The one’s I fought along side have already died, and I can already feel myself fading. It’s funny. I used to look down on them, princesses, that had never seen war, poverty, or starvation. Girls only slightly younger than myself, that have never had to fight in their lives. Yet, when their backs were against a wall, they did even more than I ever could as a shaman. But now they are dead, and I w
Bloodforge - Part1Bloodforge - Part119 hours ago in Fantasy More Like This
Sytgana Village, Southern Tanaan Jungle, Draenor
A few years before the First War
The night was what would normally be considered silent, the light of the full moon shining over the small village near the outskirts of the Jungle. The only sound heard was brief shrieks from the nocturnal creatures living within the dense vegetation and the familiar sound of crickets. The eldest son of Gorm Bloodforge had a hard time sleeping, instead focusing at listening to the creatures of the night to lull him. The day had been eventful, with the Chieftain of the Bleeding Hollow, Killrog Deadeye, having asked the clan's warriors to come to a gathering at the northern mountain in only a few days, on the Warchief's command. If the rumors of war were true, then this could mean that he and his brothers would soon leave their home for an unknown amount of time, and he was unsure whether he should go or not. But a request not only from the Chieftain, but from the Warchief himsel
Anathil rides her dad's pterodactyl"Oh daddy, its wingspan is huge!" Anathil chirped as her father's pterrodax stood upright in front of her, begging for a treat.Anathil rides her dad's pterodactyl1 day ago in Fantasy More Like This
The new flight point had been set up on the bluffs overlooking the core area of Ratchet, and thus wasn't too far from their estate. It didn't receive the traffic of the original flight point near the docks, which had the advantage of being located closer to services frequented by travelers. The new point had an advantage for locals, though: a full time staff at the roost who could care for the personal flying mounts of residents.
Anathil tossed an entire dried fish in the air, giggling as the dinosaur caught the treat in its beak. The girl had been adopted and thus wasn't a blood descendant of her parents, but she had the youthful giggle that her mother had. Her father always said it was enchanting coming from her mother, given the night elf woman’s age. Anathil hoped that it would sound enchanting in her voice, too. Despite her adoption, she took after
The WarlockThe quill dipped into the ink bottle, soaking in the black liquid. The long white feather returned to the parchement upon the desk, moving elagently to add to the already well filled work. Runes and letters of various languages were drawn upon the parchment, detailing spellwork and powers. The only sounds were the scratchings of the quill tip and the flickering of candles. Until the tip broke, ink spilling out and blotting the parchment.The Warlock2 days ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Light damn it," Liadreth sighed leaning back in her tall plush chair, holding up the now broken quill, "Another one.." She shook her head as she stood from the desk, scattered with books, both open and closed, and scrolls and parchments. Turning, the white haired woman stepped across the small room of her study, to a small cabnet containing not only other ink bottles and quills, but various gems and trinkets of various uses. Picking up a long purple feathered quill, she returned to her desk.
She made an effort to smooth her robes, a rich purple