The Darkfallen and Sanlayn guideThe Darkfallen and Sanlayn guide3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Darkfallen, San'layn.
Welcome to the Darkfallen, San'layn guide. Here you can find all the information currently known about the race and faction. Information will be added over time if anything new becomes available.
Before you decide to make a Darkfallen character.
Think for a moment. Reconsider, maybe. Playing a Darkfallen is considered difficult, if near impossible, to pull off.
First of all, they aren't vampires.
Second, they're undead. Not attractive and glitzy.
Third, they cannot create other Darkfallen.
Fourth, they're most likely Scourge loyal.
Racial name: Darkfallen.
'Faction name': San'layn, of the Scourge.
Previous race: Blood elf only.
Language(s): Thalassian, Common.
The Darkfallen are the elite, immortal soldiers of the Scourge
12 Days of CataclysmOn the first day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me12 Days of Cataclysm3 years ago in Humor More Like This
a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the second day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
two Worgen forms and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the third day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the fourth day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
four Night elf mohawks, three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the fifth day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
five epic loots! four Night Elf mohawks, three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
six Schnotzi troopers, five epic loots!, four Night Elf mohawks, three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the seventh day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
seven battlegrounds, six Schnotzi troopers, five epic loots!, four Night Elf moh
An Interview with Lady VashjSunedran, top journalist of the Kalimdor Times, had been trying for years to get an interview with Queen Azshara. It had all been to no avail. It seemed that the Daughter of a Thousand Moons thought talking to journalists was beneath her. The offer of an interview with Lady Vashj, one of the queen's chief highborne ladies-in-waiting and close confident was definitely the next best thing.An Interview with Lady Vashj3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The night elves worshiped and adored their queen. To them she was the very model of perfection, beautiful, wise and benevolent. Sunedran had seen Azshara from a distance and could only admire her magnificence. A major part of him wanted to be carried away by the tide of adoration, yet somehow it didn't quite ring true. The common view of Azshara as the perfect queen simply did not sit with his journalistic instinct. Deep down, he knew that if you dug hard enough, you could always find a scandal. Perhaps Vashj could help him to find the real Azshara.
For the interview, Sunedran wore a plain dark blue ro
Pink.Aellynne had spent the afternoon packing for the trip. Her wardrobe was incredibly miniscule for a Sin'dorei. And of the clothes she owned, the ones she actually wore were even fewer in number. Much of the simple wooden armoire in her room in the barracks was taken up by clothes that were gifts from her sister, that she could never imagine herself wearing in public. One dress in particular was so revealing, just looking at herself in the mirror trying it on had made her blush. She could still not quite understand how wearing something like that could make her feel more naked than actually being nude.Pink.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But, she had a feeling that though Jhur's purpose in making this trip was probably more than his stated reason of 'rowdiness', it wise to bring something besides the usual armor and lighter leather clothing she tended to wear. So she was digging back into drawers beneath the armoire that she had not even looked at for years. Reaching into the recesses of the one on the bottom, her sca
King, Hero, VillainWinds howl and wolves prowl;King, Hero, Villain1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The night is as black as human soul.
Hags cackle and fires crackle,
Yet their jokes are scarce droll.
Hero fights and King knights;
Hero knows what he has to do.
Lady screams and Witch dreams
Of a world according to her view.
Sidekick yelps and Hero helps;
Yet Sidekick dies a pointless death.
Hero mourns and the moon warns
That the Witch's lungs still draw breath.
Witch taunts and Lady flaunts
That Hero is on his way.
Hero rides but Witch does not hide;
She eagerly awaits the fray.
King waits and Queen hates;
Hero and Lady are too long missing.
Hero nears and the night-sky clears,
Falling stars ready for Hero's wishing.
Hero arrives as the sun strives;
He has been riding twelve moons long.
Sword is drawn with the morning dawn
And Hero is ready to show he is strong.
Witch dodges and bloody splodges
Assault Lady's skin.
A spell to kill and a blade to thrill,
Witch and Hero willing to win.
"Why fight, oh knight?"
Witch snarls with a smile,
"To King you mean no
BolideIf the world ends tomorrow--Bolide2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My dad will sit out in a lawn chair
the freezing Minnesota air,
chainsmoking and smirking.
And you, maybe if you wanted,
we'd stand at the top of the Indian mounds
like we did on the Fourth of July years ago
and watch meteors firework across the sky.
There will be no mini doughnut stand this time,
no children laughing at the bright flashes,
but also no repentance.
If the world ends tomorrow,
you don't need to apologize for anything.
Hearts are fragile things
and it's not like this world
hasn't been struck by a meteor before.
Mord-SithI stand tall, though they beat me.Mord-Sith9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I don't cry out, though I bleed.
I stare, though my eyes scream to close.
I am strong.
I am rewarded in my silence with fresh pain.
I look down, seeing pallid flesh streaked with red.
It is nothing I have not endured before.
I am above this.
I am strong, I show nothing to them.
My head rests against the wall, savouring the sensation of crisp air on fresh nerves,
Feeling the desperate want to destroy and not having the power to.
I can break these chains.
I will kill them all for what they've done.
I see their sick grins, like children torturing a kitten.
Little do they know how hard this kitten can bite back.
My body screams as I tense my muscles.
The buckles on the wall are already loose.
In a cloud of dust and mortar,
I am free.
My bloodstained footprints reach the pile of red leather on the floor.
As I put it on and reach for my weapon, I smile with malice at the fading grins and cringes of fear.
I am Mord-Sith. They will not escape.
A guide to creating your characterA guide to creating your character2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Creating your roleplay character with the whys and hows.
I have a certain thought process when creating a character that I follow to the bitter end, and it seems to work well in all situations. So I decided I shall share this with you, the reader, on how I go about making a character. I have told this to people in the past, and they all find it beneficial. This thought process is simple and can make things so much easier. I have my friend to thank in the US Warcraft for saying "Always ask why".
The keywords to creating a character are "Why", "Who", "When", "Where". Four of the five W, as well as "How". With logics included.
If you use these words to everything you think up, and to every answer you create, you can eventually have a flawless background, a flawless character with no unanswered questions, nothing unknown, and it will be lore friendly. But only if you ask "why?", firstly, as the main word, then bring in the rest.
The first step, of course, is to decide race
TiredI'm tired.Tired8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tired of feeling lost, afraid, misunderstood.
Tired of wondering if I'm letting someone down by the choices I've made.
Tired of getting my feelings hurt, my ego bruised, my heart broken.
Tired of showing these varmin called emotions.
Tired of being me, of being weak.
Tired of trying to be this person I cannot see.
Tired of all the pain, all the struggle I've put upon myself.
Tired of not being the person I was.
Tired of hiding, hoping, and healing.
Tired of listening, learning...letting.
I'm tired...I'm tired.
open letter to my first holy communion teacherdear miss bond,open letter to my first holy communion teacher2 years ago in Letters More Like This
you may or may not remember me. you taught me religion at my local church, we called it First Holy Communion but i always secretly thought it was brainwashing. you were so passionate about it, you seemed to make it palatable. it is only in later years, seeing what religion is, that i have recanted my faith. but you - when i think of you, i still feel my fingers twitching to bless the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost. i think of the lace squares that you would give us, your children; your flock, when we learnt a prayer. parrot this, child, and you shall be given pretty, clean edged doilies. white lace, it was rough on our fingertips. religion bought us and we shall have the steady thudding of Our Father in our minds from the rest of our lives. you made it a blessing to believe. the reality is; it is a curse. i hope you can never see that.
i have been thinking about the concept of sin. we are all born with original sin. i hear that purgatory is outdated, now? that's a sham
Guide to graven ones.Guide to graven ones.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Graven One.
By The Purple Man.
The Graven one is an necromancer class in itself, yet one of structures that goes beyond the scourge and normal thoughts.
FIRST OF ALL!
Graven ones are first living and turn Undead in the end of their power.
Also think first this class is an prestige class and you will most likely be hated and called names for playing it.
* Eyes: The graven ones eyes are often an white or black colour without a glow just a simple shimmering wet white or black colour.
* Skin: The skin of an graven one is pale, sometimes sickly coloured and thin to nearly see through it.
* Other: A Graven one does NOT carry fangs or any other kind of misfit features, they are UNDEAD normal HUMANOIDS.
* Note: A Graven one do not grow anything extra, they lose weight, and muscles as they grow to the undeath of their own race slowly.
* Cloths: Often a black or gray suit of robes unless they summon their plate set of shadows and bones.
BackyardAn empty birdcage by the stairsBackyard7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A pagoda that we never use
A bicycle for which no one cares
Falling apart from much abuse
A swimming pool
Like an emerald lagoon
With floating dead things;
A glittering jewel
There is a miniature cemetery:
Two black cats and a canary
I would like to go and bury
Myself in there one day
There was a bush full of mulberries
A tree with apples, olives, and
I think once, cherries
We had pumpkins growing on vines
Everything was fine.
I would go out there everyday
I would go out there just to play
Hide and Seek, and watch clouds roll
A fair-haired little doll.
I could sit and I could read
I could smile and I could breathe
Now it lives in the back of my mind
A room I cannot find.
Sakura's love-- Chapter 9Sasuke awoke early in the morning to see Sakura still sleeping next to him. He smirked. Sa-suk-e-ku-un .. she whisered in her sleep as she moved some. A flush crept across Sasukes cheeks, hearing her say his name like that. He woundered what she was dreaming of, the thought that came to mind was sex. The perverted Uchiha shook the thought from his mind.Sakura's love-- Chapter 97 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He sat up, looking around his room. There were clothes lying everywhere. Not as if it mattered, he didnt have any visitors except Sakura and Naruto. Usually before Sakura came over he picked up his boxers. He stood up and started picking up the clothes, trying to make his room look at least a bit livable.
Sasuke bumped into his dresser and his head band fell to the floor. Sakura stirred then her eyes opened, Hm? she said looking at him. Sorry. Sasuke quickly put the clothing in his hamper. Its fine. Sakura said sitting up. She rubbed her eyes, trying to gain better v
Prayer Time"And tank ya for her hair. Tank ya for how it smell and how it feel in my hand. Tank ya for her..."Prayer Time3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Larizu?" Tish called from somewhere not-too distant.
The troll ignored her automatically, as he continued his prayer.
"... voice. Da one she be usin' only sometimes. Not da screech-voice. Da odder one. Tank ya for..."
"LARIZU?!" The elf's voice rose in pitch, the name drawn out. She was gonna start doin' da tree-names ting: LA-RIIII-ZOOOOoOOoo, Loa help him. This, he registered without consciously taking any notice. Tish called his name all damned day, and most of the time just to answer. "just checking" or "nevermind" or "I found this shell". Loa, she had so many damned shells.
"... her tiny hands." Larizu smiled slightly before his expression melted back to its more-accustomed, constipated look. He removed his wire-framed spectacles and rubbed at his right eye, which was actually made of glass and was chronically dry. His fist ground at the closed lid before he lowered it and replaced
Into The DarkSollux woke up in the middle of the day, sweating profusely. Another day, another vision of a small rural hiveone he was all too familiar withcrumbling to pieces. Another set of screams and pleas from his kinda-sorta matesprit, telling him to stop...whatever it was that he was doing.Into The Dark4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What was he doing, anyway? He could see, he could hear...but he couldn't move a muscle. It was as if someone else had taken control of him. No, that would just be stupid, he thought. Why would that even happen?
Sighing heavily, Sollux climbed out of his recuperacoon, cleaned himself off, and pulled on his usual black T-shirt and gray jeans. He figured there was no real use in trying to go back to sleep, so he headed over to his computer and logged into Trollian.
There was only one person online, but it was the one person he needed to talk to the most.
twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
TA: hey aradiia, are you awake?
AA: yeah, i c0uldnt sleep
TA: ii had another vii2iion.
2P!EnglandXReader (Pt. 4-5) IntermissionTears stung my eyes when I came home one night. Not one of the nations wanted to celebrate ___'s birthday with me. They never did each year I asked. But just once was all I wanted of them!2P!EnglandXReader (Pt. 4-5) Intermission3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sadly I held up a folded blanket that I made myself and spread it over ___'s sleeping form. "H-happy birthday, ___." My lip quivered as I smiled, "You don't have to say anything, love, I know you like it."
Then the door was kicked open.
I turned to see America holding a big box while grinning like an idiot. His black sunglasses flashed as he neared the bed, "YO! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER FU-" He stopped himself from swearing by holding up the present.
"Dude, this is ___'s birthday!"
"You didn't come before " Gently I stroked ___'s cheek, trying to act as if I wasn't appreciating America's effort to brighten my day. Hiding my happiness was difficult though.
"Well I have a date night with Canada on this day. It's how we celebrate ___. Even though she isn't awake, or talks, or w
night timeTerrified by the nightmares promised to walk my mind.night time6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The darkness comes, i close my eyes and this is what i find.
I wake from these phantoms my eyes filled with tears.
Locked away past memories the worst of my fears.
Im all alone, theres no one here.
No one to calm me and hold me near.
I lay alone shaking, to scared to sleep.
I fear the memories that go to deep.
Terrible moments relived at night.
Death and pain a horrifying sight.
I will never escape them, or so it seems.
Only time will stop these dreams.
But not for long.
Life's StrugglesI used to cut,Life's Struggles3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I wasn't a cutter.
I used to be addicted to pain pills,
But I wasn't a druggie.
I used to be ignorant of the world,
But I wasn't stupid.
I used to look upon someone and judge by what I saw on the surface,
But I wasn't judgmental.
I used to go through life care-free and innocent,
But I wasn't a child.
I used to think I knew what love was,
But I didn't know you.
I used to think I could get over my depression,
But I didn't realize just how hard a struggle happiness is.
If I used to be what I wasn't,
Who am I?
Chapter 1: Appearances Part I of IIOrgrimmar was hot. Well, it was always rather warm, even in the winter. Something about this day, however, was especially stifling. Perhaps it was this assignment to track down and investigate a pair who had supposedly been practicing an outlawed sort of voodoo. Apparently it involved using blood. Every source, however, had been an Alliance corpse. Koshei could see nothing objectionable about this. A dead Ally was lucky it wasn't torn apart by wild boars. What did they care what the bodies were used for?Chapter 1: Appearances Part I of II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The 'mission,' however, was not the largest thorn in the elf's side. Slowly, Koshei glanced over at the paladin standing next to him. Leander.
"Looks like they finally split up. She's heading down the drag probably towards the Valley of Wisdom," Leander observed, shielding his eyes with a hand. "Unless you'd rather go after that monster of a troll."
The paladin grinned, elbowing him in the side. Koshei struggled to keep from rolling his eyes. Leander was his superior by tw
Shield MaidenCamilla charged up the curving staircase, the sound of her heavy boots against the thick stone resounding through the tight confines. Leading the way, holding tight to her shield in one hand and the handle of her sharp axe in the other, she could not see Arianna, her shield sister, though she knew that her fellow maiden was there by her side instinctively. Theyd been together as long as either could remember, and had been fighting side by side since the day they were old enough for instruction by the Order. Arianna had knelt by Camillas bedside for three days, praying to the All-Father for his blessing, when the plague had nearly taken her. Camilla had carried Arianna from Ploughmans Fjord when she couldnt walk herself.Shield Maiden6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The memories of those long years sent a tinge of sadness through Camilla as they neared the top of the stairs, for this would be their last battle together. The Orders spies had been wr
Piano PlayingI am a pianistPiano Playing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you are my piano, dear.
I play minuets along your ribcage,
Write love songs on your arms,
And press your vertebrae like keys
To let soft chords fill the empty space.
Your hairs are the resounding strings,
Your lips are polished brass pedals
That make everything loud and soft at the same time.
Kissing you makes the whole world shift up an octave.
I am a pianist
And you are my piano, dear
So let's write a duet in the dark.
Autumn Breeze: NaruHina StoryAutumn Breeze: NaruHina Story4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hinata walked out of her house and quietly closed the door. She took a deep breath and started to walk toward the main part of the Village. She hoped that she wouldn't run into Kiba or somebody like that. Everyone had been asking what happened during the fight with Pein but she didn't want to talk about it. She made a fool of herself, that's what happened. 'I confessed at a very wrong time.', she thought sadly. 'Naruto probably thinks I'm an idiot now.' She suddenly found herself wandering the streets of Konoha. She had no destination, she just needed to walk. She shivered a little as the crisp, autumn wind blew through her hair. She sighed and leaned against one of the wooden fences on the side of the street. She wanted to talk to Naruto so bad but, she knew that he had a lot more on his mind.
It had been six months since she confessed and the war was over. Madara was defeated by Naruto and Sasuke in the first and only battle of the war. Naruto fought to try to save everyone. No one b