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((A precursor to Jak Balthasar and Yva Darrows leaving for the Icecrown battle.)) “I can’t find my fucking shoes, Jakob.” “Yva, the lich king doesn’t give a horses’s arse what shoes you’re wearing. JUST PUT SOMETHING ON.” She stormed past him – tried to shoulder past him, really, but that failed spectacularly considering how large [...]
Niche RP.
By Yva | December 8, 2009
I’ve figured out something very interesting about my main: she is the poster child for what I’d call Niche RP. Yva Darrows is not right in any sense of the word. She’s eccentric, dark, skilled, and her bread and butter is ritual involving blood, rune circles, sigil work, and chanting. This sort of character does [...]
Staring at a summoning circle for too long was not good for the psyche. After a while the lines started to blur, all the sigils started to look the same, and you got ideas. The first two were manageable, but the last – well, that was problematic if you weren’t as responsible with magical studies [...]
((One of my favorite projects recently was a “What if your character had met X before their current IC significant other.” We threw our names into a hat and ficc’ed out what would have/could have happened had things gone down differently in Warcraft history. Yva ended up with Shael O’Connaugh. For some reason, this piece [...]
Him: “RAWR! I AM A DEATHKNIGHT THAT IS AN AGENT OF THE LICH KING HIMSELF.” Me: “Kay.” Him: “INFANTS WEEP IN MY PRESENCE, WOMEN BEG FOR MERCY, MEN FALL UPON THEIR SWORDS IN FEAR FOR THEIR MORTAL SOULS.” Me: “Yeah, whoa, okay.” Him: “I WOULD LIKE TO VENTURE INTO AZJOL NERUB AND PWN N00BS. IC’LY [...]
((Co-written with the player of the unfortunate Jakob Balthasar.)) ***** She slept late, but then, she always slept late when given the chance. In Yva Darrows’ mind, mornings were cruel, what with their chirping birds, bright blue skies, and obnoxiously cheerful sunlight. Afternoons weren’t much better, but at least they were nearer to nighttime. Yip. [...]
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