Shimensin

Requiem for a dream is an awesome movie in my opinion. One of the best in the world.

ah, but aren't the cat years shorter? 1 human year is like 6-7 cat years?

guud wook. Now me feel safe at dark time in sleep ting and me totemz can be safe... ehm Clomp for da horde!

too many attacks on user, too many attacks on user, too many attacks on user. Raise it to 15 or 20 or something I have soooo many turns left.

I see, that's what I'm hoping to achieve with the vudu too. Totem dot nuke slash healing slash run, hmmm, sounds like a web-adress

I spent yesterdays' evening reading through all the 18 pages of the thread she's talking about. And I know a few sites I won't visit anymore.

Oldest pet I see is 5 days old? No one care to keep their pets alive? Mine died when I was on vacation, heh.

rewarding combatsystem? As in dealing the most damage?

It's only beta yet. We'll just have to hope for more dances!

Vudu

1. Totems (They will become better, for sure! They have to )

2. >??

3. Nifty clever buggars

chicken is a dance too, right? So that makes two dances for each race

Nice! That's an awesome image you made there.

Diz be... uhm... krazi *rattles with his skull and bone covered wand* Lat hab da welkum curse be giben. It nub be doing nodting. I jus made id ub

I made a new pet too. And played a few games. And created a gnome community. I don't need WoW or WC3 with this forum going

Welcome. Even if you've been here a lot longer than me

well, it never accepts my $ sign... so I always lose when that appears. Wasn't too fast anyway. I really thought I was faster than 65 wpm.

OOC: OOOO, that would definately change my view on the case. But the shamans in WoW have totems, and docs in WC3 have totems... And it's all from the warcraft universe. I like totems, although I've heard people are not satisfied with them. I'm a supporter and will: totem totem totem totem totem totem, resurr'ct resurr'ct, totem totem totem totem totem totem totem, aaa, it's aggro, aaagroo, oh it's aggro. It's a totem totem totem

me bend, nub probz, bud me dink diz be warcraft, m.., skah! Me go back eadin' scribbulz

Wud lat meen me oomieblah'n, am _trollaccent_!

Happy Birthday!

Ag lutz! Me am Shim, da liddul vudu pudul. Prankees up me arm, agh redi to clomp. Ho am lutz doin'?

Dabu, stop da clappin', mon.

*fomp* Happy Birthday!

Nice shots indeed, I especially liked the lizard one.

Skah! Dat hert me eer. Nub screem loud.

mine is tohaen, I think. On US eastern and Europe, but since I don't have my game installed and my original CD is not here I have to wait a while to get to play it again.

I have added you three to my friends list on Azeroth now.

Islam is misunderstood by the muslim men living in the middle age, where men control everything and do what they want... Christianity was also like that in Europe once. The church controlled everything and men hit their wives and children. They'll grow up some time.

Quietly in the woods a troll shaman wandered about humming content to himself, as he was looking for a rare plant required for his newfound curse. It would cause loose eyemuscles making the eyes pop out randomly. Something was troubling him though, he couldn't concentrate with all the noise in the background. It was causing him such a trouble he decided to locate the party and tell them to shut up. Yeah, that's what he'd do. And if they didn't comply he'd play his pranks on them. Snickering to himself he complemented how nifty he was. "Ooo, ya be tu clevar, Shim." "Yoo be tu kindz, mon."

As he reached the forest border he ducked, seeing the elven force attacking the orc outpost. It was like two fluent masses mixing together. Green and blue melting into a growing pile of dead flesh. Sticking out from the mass he saw a big grey blimp running around with no seemingly goal and he wondered what those big stonemen were good for. Shim saw the opportunity to play pranks and slowly crawling forward he neared the battle and could hear the clinging of metal and the distorted sound of blowing flames grow louder. He took out a little rod from his leather bag. The rod was actually more like a rattle with all the weird stuff hanging from it. As he shaked the rod he blah (lets say it's a strong verb) some words and smiled contently. "Now yu be gelly, mon, aaahahah" escaped his mouth as he could see an elf wabble around with his legs moving in every direction.

Shimensin's laugh didn't last long, though. An elven officer had spotted him and sent an archer. As the arrows from the elf started singing in his ears, he ran as fast as he could out in the woods again. Only a rock in his path saved him from penetration and he made his escape into the woods, as these woods was like the inside of his pocket. If he would've had any pockets.

OOStory: Ok, I'm not in the clan, but I have applied. And this was a fun story, so I added an outsider bit to it, if that's ok. So, if I never join, none of the orcs saw me that day. If I do get in, some of the orcs probably saw me.