sundarter:

falling out of the sky in stormwind and dying: everyone ignores you at best. people continue roleplaying as usual, or move away entirely, leaving your corpse to rot on the streets.

falling out of the sky in orgrimmar and dying: every player nearby gathers in a circle around your corpse to wish their condolences. multiple people try to rez you. someone sets your corpse on fire. both a pinata and training dummy are raised over your corpse, which every single player nearby then viciously begins to attack. A trumpet sounds nearby. people are crying. someone kills the fisherman and lays his corpse next to yours. lament of the highborne is suddenly playing soulfully in the distance.

hunter-rodrigez:

eph-em-ere:

erikadprice:

Can you imagine just being regular old Norman Reedus, actin on your walking breads and then out of nowhere a mysterious, infamous game developer from Japan contacts you and tells you that you’ve become his muse, and his very best friend, and that you are going to star in an utterly incoherent yet beautiful, unplayable mpreg game and you still won’t understand a fuck of it even years into the process

to be fair I wouldn’t call him “regular” like. he named his son mingus

I’ll take this opportunity to say the opposite: that MG Alliance folks are more welcomed to come check out MG Horde and chill with us. OP is just a shitty person.