WoW ShortyIn the snow covered region of Dun Morogh, all sides nearly covered by mountains as if they were protective measure, the dwarfs and gnomes lived there aswell as trained until they became of age to take on a class. There are many classes that they could choose but the one we are focusing on was a gnome who chose to be a mage. His name was Shorty, even though he was young, he was completely bald with a mustache. His short statcure made him the riducule of all his friends who were mostly taller than him. Shorty had no-one left when he chose his class as they had already chosen and headed off on their valient adventure.WoW Shorty
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Takuza remained huddled up on the wet ground, his kimono was soaked through as he closed his eyes. An eerie whisper came crying to him, as if calling out to him. He shook it off, pushing himself up from the ground as his eyes searched for somewhere to get out of the rain. His eyes twigged on a dingy Bar, called the ‘Fall-In-Bar.’ He rushed over to it. Hands against the door of it, pushing it as he walked in, as he approached the counter his eyes scanned faced, storing away the information.
His hand rested upon the bar as he ordered himself straight vodka without a mixer, eyeing up several decent l
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~Jada
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~Jada
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Guilty cocker spaniels eating table scraps.
Well we rolled over, how our masters clapped.
It felt so good we wanted more than that.
But when the program failed, they defensively laughed.
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Guilty cocker spaniels eating table scraps.
Well we rolled over, how our masters clapped.
It felt so good we wanted more than that.
But when the program failed, they defensively laughed.
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Guilty cocker spaniels eating table scraps.
Well we rolled over, how our masters clapped.
It felt so good we wanted more than that.
But when the program failed, they defensively laughed.
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Everything will be okay in the end, if its not okay, its not the end.~
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