Written by | Posted November 13, 2014 – 12:30 pm A Girl and her Dog

The morning of the all hands summon to the Blasted Lands, Aely went for a walk. The late fall air was clear and cool, and leaves crunched under their feet in the less-traveled parts of the streets. She and Roger took the long way around Old Town, south through Tanner Circle and down Bulwarks, across […]

Friday Five – After the Fall
comment 5 Written by on March 13, 2009 – 8:23 am

Every Friday here at Too Many Annas, you’ll find a little RP prompting – either in the form of 5 questions to answer about your character or in the form of a ficlet prompt (500 words) to write about them.  These aren’t meant to be hard, just things to think about for your character – you can answer in a comment or use them as a blog post of your own!

This week’s Friday Five is brought to you by Bellwether, of 4 Haelz, who gives us this prompt/set of questions:

Something I experimented a little bit with was I made a Deathknight version of Bellbell (named Bellipotent) to kind of work out what would happen if my Paladin fell. It was really fun and creepy and unique. So, I thought…a challenge could be to make your non DK character “fall” and see how it affects the character:

If your char died and was resurrected as a Deathknight, what would happen? How would they be changed? How would they handle Arthas’ betrayal? What would their mission be after, if any? Would they try to fit into society or remove themselves?

Bonus points if you then play through the opening Deathknight quests as if you’re in character!

You are free to treat this either as a prompt or as a set of questions!  Have fun!

Something Fun to Read
comment Comments Off Written by on March 12, 2009 – 8:44 am

Ila, whose writing style is quite fun, has posted the first two bits of her story Twin Angel Step.  You should go read them.

Guest Post: The Drag
comment Comments Off Written by on March 11, 2009 – 10:28 am

A few weeks ago, I introduced the first Friday Five-hundred – a ficlet about your character getting mugged.  Wynthea, the full of win, from over at World of Matticus, sent me a response to use as a guest post if I should ever need one.  Which I do, because I am totally up to my eyeballs in house debris!  Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little bit of Hordeside RP, since I rarely post in character from that side of this crazy World of Warcraft we play in!

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The glowing halo atop her flaming Mohawk gives the impression of a Troll on fire. Wynthea’s bare feet pad down the steps from Jo’mah’s inscription shop in the Drag, as Thrall’s Orgrimmar seethes with the sounds of crackling braziers, practice-combat, and bustling trade. And a dagger unsheathing.

The dark alley surrounding her explodes in a sphere of shimmering light, exposing a stealthed assassin – a tiny, masked bundle, preparing to launch himself at her throat.

Berserk before the first strike, the Priest forces herself inside his mind with a primal scream – sending her attacker fleeing as she curses his body with terrible pain. Spells and blades flash – searing fire from the heavens against steel from the earth.

Minutes later, a netted Rogue on the ground, Wynthea calls the life back into her slashed limbs, and thanks the shadowy fiend at her side before sending it back to its world of nightmares.

“You don’ mess wit’ de loa, little one. Why is you attakin’ a Priest-ess of de Darkspear?” she mutters at the unconscious form. Deftly rifling through his many pockets, she discovers a folded sheaf of documents. It’s all Alliance-writing, which Wynthea has never mastered, but she does notice glyphs that look similar to the name of the Warchief.

Uncrouching, she drags the Rogue towards the Valley of Wisdom and Thrall’s advisors as the smell of roast pig wafts out of the window of Borstan’s Firepit. It smells delicious – so much like her favorite meal – all but forgotten since the Darkspears joined Thrall’s Horde, and bound themselves by his rules.

Wynthea pulls two small, gnawed bones from her pocket, and rolls the Troll-dice.

She sighs.

“You gon’ make it to Trall in one piece, little one.You best hope he let you stay dat way.”

It’s Monday – Do you know where your Anna is?
comment 7 Written by on March 9, 2009 – 5:54 am
  1. On Thursday – after more than 6 weeks of negotiations, Mr Anna and I finally closed on our house.  On Friday?  We started demolishing wallpaper and cleaning up the disgusting mess that the previous owner left behind.  So far?  We’ve made a HUGE mess.
  2. Thursday night, TRI finally finished clearing all available WoW content – Thursday was a pretty good day!
  3. I’ve not logged in since then, because of houseguests and sheer insanity with the remodeling.  When I finally get home at night from the new house, I’m so exhausted that I brush my teeth, wash my face, and pass out until the next morning to start all over again.
  4. Primer is stinky.  Esp. the kind of primer you have to put in houses that have previously had mold problems! Getting said primer out of your hair is also kind of annoying.
  5. I’ve missed RP – and I’m looking forward to doing some this week in the evenings – but I have houseguests until Tuesday (that are being wonderful and helpful and letting me use their truck and etc), so things will be sparse around here until then.  When you have people volunteering to do lots of dirty, yucky work like stripping wallpaper, you have to take advantage of that!
  6. If any of you have wonderful guest posts that you’d like to submit to help me out while I’m remodeling and moving, I will very happily take advantage of that!

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A Girl and her Dog

November 13, 2014 – 12:30 pm

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Counting down to Warlords

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Elevation

October 24, 2014 – 12:01 pm

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Actually, it was white linen pants and a shift, but the effect was approximately the same. The little chapel was warm, on the edge of …

Introducing the Newest Anna

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Deconstruction

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Bad things are happening in Stormwind – and beyond.

The Hand of Lothar, they call themselves.

Yva Darrows was their first target.

Tirith and Aely were their second and third.

They have since… expanded their reach and escalated their methods …

Patrol

November 13, 2013 – 9:59 am

The cathedral bells stop ringing overnight, except for chiming the hours. Three bell strikes, and Angoleth padded softly around another corner of the Cathedral District, staying carefully in the shadows. Trained ears picked up Mogget’s soft breathing – nearly inaudible …

Riders in Lordaeron – Memory

November 7, 2013 – 1:33 pm

(Written by Jolly, Tarquin, and Annalea)

The highlands of Lordaeron were not for the faint of heart; be it the putrescence of the Scourge’s long-lingering remnant, or the rock-strewn hills and valleys that made farmers out of only the most …

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