[A]<Knights of Menethil> Life is but a dream.
Take two of those microwave dish pizzas, and slap one on top of the other, to where the cheese touchs, wait for them to cool off. Then eat. Good stuff. Poor man who doesn't know how to cooks lunch right there.
And Whataburger is Heaven's outlet of food. I do not understand how anyone can go to McDonalds again after that, much less anywhere else.
I personally am enjoying my Demon Hunter, I think I'm about level 7? Haven't had much time to play, mostly because when I got home, servers went down shortly after, it didn't download all the way cause my laptop died cause I didn't have it plugged in when I left the house blarg blarg blarg...
Greetings my fellow Death Knights. Iv come to brighten day.
((Loving D3. Got my Demon hunter to 9))
Got my barbarian just shy of 11 before they kicked everyone out for emergency maintenance. =P
I knew I should have picked up an Annual pass, damn it.
It had been a mistake to declare them unfit for duty. He laughed, just about, no, probably everything he'd done in the past few weeks had been a mistake. Just about everything. He'd screwed up more times than he could count on his claws.
"Why're you such a bloody failure?" he grumbled to himself, glancing idly at the comm sitting next to his hands on the railing. He was so tempted to just push it over, severe all ties. But he knew that wouldn't do it. He was just buying time. And if they got better? They'd be just as mad, and more geared to do worse things to him probably.
"Why're you so bloody hard on yourself?" came a mocking voice from behind him. He didn't even glance back, she simply strode up and leaned on the railing with him, "I mean really. You did what you thought was right."
"An' me doin' what I thin' is right is gonna get someone killed one of these days," he said grimly, "I jus' can't do that."
"Yet you'll admit you and everyone else are expendable." she simply stated.
He glanced over, slight anger growing in his gaze, "We are expendable. But no one needs to be expended 'cause I made a stupid error. I couldn' live with that."
"Last time I checked, you weren't living." she said coldly. His gaze turned poisonous, but he remained silent. Slowly he reached and picked up the comm, and pulls his badge off of his armor, and contemplated throwing them off the side, "You don't want to do that and you know you don't."
The Worgen stared, shaking his head, "Why do you have to be the part of my brain that only believes a bunch of bull?" he said weakly.
She smirked, "Who says I'm even part of your brain? Perhaps you're overly sensitive."
"An' perhaps I'm also gonna sprout wings an' fly. See? Bunch of bull." was his only response.
"Alright that's pushing it. But if you ask me, you're the one who believes a bunch of lies. You keep telling yourself you aren't worth anythin'. You don't want responsibilty, because you jus' might handle it well. Ain't that right?" He could only stare, jaw slightly agape, before she continued, "You and I both know that you're gonna stand here, feel sorry for yourself, and go back, and take your whippings. Get over yourself."
And with that, she walked away, leaving the Worgen to stare at the items in his hands.
Her fury rolled into a taste for blood so tangible she could swear cobalt tinged the back of her tongue. "Orill!" she yelled, still within shouting distance of her friend although she'd had to get some distance before she tried to kill him. "I'm going to hunt him down!"
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