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[The finish line.The black and white checkered flag.That's what we live for.That's why we're here.To be the first.To be the best.]

If Tazok can do this, so can I, hah!

The finish line.

The black and white checkered flag.

That's what we live for.

That's why we're here.

To be the first.

To be the best.

The Steamwheedle Scoundrels is a racing team that used to be one of the top contenders on the Mirage Raceways. Several trophies were won and titles were gained. They were infamous and ruled the raceway. That is, until the Shattering made an end to the once great team. Their prime racers drowned and the manager got hit in the face by a stray whaleshark. Only a handful of them survived. Under the watchful eye of Sprocket, a former mechanic and the new team boss, they will put racing back on the map again. On any map.

Also:
http://steamwheedle-scoundrels.wowstead.com/

In that case.... *wooshes off to other post*

Are they salty?

Hell yes.

[Missing Orcs:]

Are you an orc that got lost in the last few weeks and want to be found? Post your char name and generic location here:

Example:
Random Orc - Thousand Needles
Generic Orc - Badlands

No need to specify behind which shrubbery you're dying
You can also contact me or Shazula/Morgeth ingame.


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Missing Orcs:

Greggar: Blasted Lands/Swamp of Sorrows/Deadwind Pass
Gruthikk: Swamp of Sorrows
Orgash: Wetlands

I find it the most fun to alternate RP locations, but to have a set RP focus where everyone can go. If we don't have it, it's sort of like we're lost.

So, to answer Koz's question: Yes, we should always have an RP focus set on at least one particular location around the world. Announced in GMOTD and an event leading up to us moving there.

With Gara's new hobby that consists of playing with her balls (No, not that one), I thought I'd give you lot a generic idea of how her ball-playing will turn out once she's had some more practice. So if she's doing weird stuff with an icy orb, visualise something like... this

The young orc was lost. He looked around to see if he could find any landmarks that could tell him where he was, but there was nothing that ringed any bells within his skull. Asking for help from his tribe members merely made things worse. The moment he tried to connect to the spirit link, his skull split open in a devastating pain. He had tried a few times, but his head was now feeling like a blacksmith's anvil. It pounded with every second as if his brain was about to burst out of his skull.
He looked around again. He was definately lost. He'd never dare face the chieftain again now. He had prided himself upon his knowledge of the landscape, but now....

The earth shook, as it had done so many times in the past weeks. The orc got down on his knees to steady himself. He was getting used to the earthquakes. They kept coming more often though and it seemed as if the shaking was more severe now. Perhaps he'd never truly get used to them. He waited for the shaking to stop before he got back onto his feet again. He barely stood up as the earth shook once again, more severely this time. He waited for it to stop, but it never did....

The headache felt like it was going to split his skull into two, he felt distant screams and echoes that reminded him of his own cries of pain. He suddenly felt a choir of agonised voices in his head. The voices of his tribesmen. Screeches, piercing howls, screams. His head pulsed and writhed and the cacophony of noise became louder and louder as the earth shook. From his left, he heard the sound of a tree being torn in half. And as he looked up, he saw the earth splitting in front of him.

He ran and ran, grabbing onto his skull to keep it from splitting in two. The screams of his tribesmen were gettling louder, and inbetween that, he heard more strange things. It was as if the ancestors of the tribe itself were screaming out in pain. He felt himself slip into a crack that just opened under his feet and he noticed he was slipping away into the depth.

He fell and landed onto an earth spike, only a few feet away from a thick, red substance. Burning, scalding Lava. He held onto the spike with his life. The screaming inside his head continued, as did the shaking of the earth.

And then the shaking stopped. The lands of Azeroth had been split. Deathwing flew over it, leaving a trail of destruction and devastation in his wake. And as everything stopped, so did the screaming in his head.

His headache was gone. The voices were gone. Everything was gone. He tried to reach out towards the spirit link and found... nothing. Emptiness.

And so, as Azeroth changed into a new world, the spirit link of the Orcs of the Red Blade ceased to exist. Who was going to help the poor trapped orc now?

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(OOC: This story is similar to that of most orcs. During the Shattering, the spirit link will be filled with screams of orcs, spirits and ancestors. Now that the world is screwed, the spirit link is non-existant.

There will be an IC event soon to set it back up again, which will involve everyone that wants to join in. If we manage to set up everything properly and OOC communication goes well, we should have the guild chat back up and running before Cataclysm hits the stores.)

Way ahead of ya

Meet sprocket.

Double posting, I know, but since it has now been confirmed that the Shattering will happen this week and that the shattering bascily is the Cataclysm even tho we don't get the expansion I am wondering:

What is the current timeline on this?
Will we follow the drawn up timeline, which now doesn't really make sense if the spirit connection dies five days after the world errupts and changes.
Or will be simply pull a new one and have the chat die on the 24th?

As it dying after Deathwing entering the world... sorta doesn't make any sense at all.

More like... quadruple posting...

I know what you can do!
Wait until you hear something and stop badgering about it

Translation with Queen of Passive-Agressive-land filter on:

*bats lashes*
"You'll see...."

And, I again point out that the Shattering most likely is happening on the 24th.

Good for you dear, good for you
*patpats*

And so, it was a saturday evening like any other. Except for the fact that two of your guildies had decided to create random drawings together!

The process went as follows: Gara'd write down the sketch's title and Kiro would draw the picture. Gara'd also be in charge of generic colouring, THE SUN and some minor background details. We bring you: THE FOLLOWING!

1. The evening started with a sad red ghost. Featuring Gara on Taco.


2. Inspired by the fact that a Wizard's staff has got a knob on the end, the following picture was created, and THE SUN became a main character in the series.


3. Slowly, the evening moved towards WoW, starring one of the Orgrimmar Showgirls!


4. Once you get started on showgirls, it's only a minor step towards our resident Blademaster. Featuring Gara on pineapple.


5. Onoez! Zee cataclysm!


6. After Krogon's portrait, it was decided that more guildies would be featured in this endeavor. And what better place to start than with the chieftain and his beloved High Blade on their summer holiday?


7. 4am. We are now tired. As our parting gift we share with you: Karak's fishing trip!


Hope you enjoy our randomness.. We sure did!

November 22nd until November 28th:
Single vague words that are very quiet. Users will experience chaos in their heads and migraine-like effects when speaking to it.

Bump for Rarg.

Cat is so not amused!

Weekly boost:

November 8th until November 14th:
Sentances break up often, though a second try should be able to fill in further details to clear communication up. Long conversations will give minor headaches.

Hmm, I don't think great grandfathers are on the 'official' list of funerals. Certain limit to the degree they're related in. Which is silly.

Ah well, guess your boss is just silly too.