Posts Tagged “bricu”
Bricu and Threnn have been married now for five years. Why do I play WoW still? Because I play with amazing people. Bricu arrived at Threnn’s apartment at a quarter past seven, a full fifteen minutes early. He resisted the urge to roll up the sleeves of his red shirt–the same shirt Delion the Tailor [...]
The usual haze of smoke that hangs in the Pig and Whistle has dissipated. Even the chain smokers are careful to light up outside. Bricu and Threnn Bittertongue are at the front of the table, pouring over a map and sipping mugs of tea. Sitting in between them, in a high-chair built to look like [...]
This is the oldest part of Harvest Ball. I’ve been working on it for damn near a year, and this is the first full draft I finished. There’s still more to go… But since its sunday, and no one reads blogs on sunday, I figured I could post it here. Robert, William and the Ruddy [...]
Neither Bricu, nor Threnn, have Antisocial Personality Disorder. While Bricu might score as high on the checklist, he has far too many protective factors to have high levels of psychopathy. Threnn’s scores would be, at best, average. Regardless of their scores, Harvest Ball is a newish story from the early days of their relationship. They’ve [...]
– Part two of the Harvest Ball Story, my (cheating) Nano Project. Like the art? Buy some from Loreli. – The rest of the details–picking up the shirt and pants, having a laugh at, or with Del (Bricu wasn’t exactly sure which)–was as immaterial as the last of his cigarette. What mattered was that he [...]
Bricu and Officer Pomeroy have a long, and rather complicated, history. This allows for some rich stories. Enjoy the intro while the rest of the piece is being tweaked out! – “Kara, I don’t have time to talk! Have you seen him?” Edgar Pomeroy folded his arms over his breastplate, and glared at the Gilded [...]
Naiara Bittertongue exists as a series of emotes, drawings and exquisitely timed phonetically spelled swear words. She doesn’t have a class. She has no profession. She does not even have an avatar. She does, however, consume a significant amount of RP. In return, she generates more than her fair share of Bricu/Threnn stories, ideas and [...]
The following is the eulogy of one Bricu Bittertongue. It occurs years from now. A woman led the procession of mourners from the great Cathedral in Stormwind to the back alley of the Pig and Whistle. Some of the mourners, those farther away from the front, wept. Those in the front, all of whom were [...]
The Panther and the Fox Very little moonlight reached the foorest floor, but it was more than enough for the panther stalking his prey. Each of his senses were attuned for the late night hunt. He followed his prey’s frightened, erratic tracks through the forest floor. He smelled the fear left behind in each paw [...]
Today is Naiara Bittertongue’s Birthday. I don’t think its funny to celebrate the birthday of a fictional character, especially when this particular fictional character is the result of so many fantastic stories. So, in honor of those fantastic stories–and my brilliant RP partner Threnn–I’m sharing the stories and cleaned up chat logs from that night. [...]
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