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| - Author: Nummie In another time, in another place, in another Azeroth not very much unlike our own, there was a Gnome. One of the cutest gosh darn Gnomes that the world had ever seen. She was downright adorable from the tips of her pink ponytails down to her carefully polished toenails. Even her name conjured nothing but fanciful, fun images (as was fairly common to her race.) She was young, barely of age, with wide blue eyes staring at the world. Wide blue eyes filled with hate. An order that heavily featured COOKIES! "OMG ur ghey!" "No ur MOM is!" "WTS ur mom 1s, PST!" Wait. Back up. The world spun.
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| - Author: Nummie In another time, in another place, in another Azeroth not very much unlike our own, there was a Gnome. One of the cutest gosh darn Gnomes that the world had ever seen. She was downright adorable from the tips of her pink ponytails down to her carefully polished toenails. Even her name conjured nothing but fanciful, fun images (as was fairly common to her race.) She was young, barely of age, with wide blue eyes staring at the world. Wide blue eyes filled with hate. "Get out of my way, fools!" Nummie Gigglepie yelled at the crowds in the main thoroughfare of Ironforge, for this was before the Auction Houses expanded their businesses to include locations in Stormwind and Darnassus, and Ironforge was always clogged with people chattering inanely. "I have business to conduct! Business...of EVIL!" For despite her outward cuteness, Nummie Gigglepie was evil, evil to her core. The mightiest evil creature ever to walk the realm. Certainly, her power had not quite yet come into full fruition, but soon - SOON! - she would be strong enough to conquer all of Azeroth! And then all of these pitiful, pathetic throngs would be her SLAVES! She had already compiled an extensive list of jobs for future people who had crossed or pleased her in some way to fulfil. Under her iron fist, Azeroth would at last fall into order...an order of her own devising. An order that heavily featured COOKIES! Nummie cackled to herself quietly, ignoring the useless and pathetic conversations buzzing above her head. "OMG ur ghey!" "No ur MOM is!" "I am forming a new guild, Bastions of Light and Dragons with Vampires In! Sign my guild charter!" "WTS ur mom 1s, PST!" "...the body was Jenchenzi's..." Nummie froze in her tracks. Powerful emotions overtook her, not all of which she could really understand. Jenchenzi...that FOOL. Another Gnome Warlock who CLAIMED he would dominate the world, Nummie and Jenchenzi had been rivals from the moment they met. Just the mention of his name was enough to make her see red. She hated him with the heat of a thousand suns. She hated him more than there were elves with the word "Dark" in their name. She wrote at length in her diary every night about how very much she hated Jenchenzi with his stupid GRAY hair that he CLAIMED was "lightning blue" on her pink stationary with hearts and flowers on it...not that she DREW the hearts, of course. They were just THERE, on the stationary ALREADY-- Wait. Back up. "The BODY was Jenchenzi's" "YOU THERE!" Nummie shouted, whirling to face the person who was speaking. She strode over to him and jumped, waving one arm ineffectually in the direction of his neck. "Pardon?" The human Paladin asked, blinking down at her. "One second..." she huffed, scurrying over to one wall where some crates were stacked. She dragged one of the crates over to him, hopped on it, and then grabbed his tunic where it stuck out above the breastplate of his armor and yanked his face close to hers. "WHAT did you say?" She hissed at him. "I...err...I was just saying that they found a body floating in the canals in Stormwind...it was the Gnome Jenchenzi..." The world spun.
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