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Corruption

When we fall asleep, where do we go?

A fine line between a dream state and a reality, a deep seeded corruption that planted its roots within the Rogue began to manifest into something much more sickening. Parasites require a host, but what might happen to a creature of parasitic nature when it refuses to feed on the very thing that may keep it alive? Nikklaus awoke drenched in sweat, every limb belonging to him seizing until the bones ached and screamed for relief. His back would arch inward, the heels of his feet pressed deep into the bed as his skull turned, his body following suit after an excruciating pain seared down his spine. The room filled with horrid sounds of a man losing his dinner, but what came out of his belly could hardly be called ‘food’. The substance was thick, like glue; but dark, so black it stained anything it came in contact with.

Rapid blinking would keep the sting from his eyes at bay as his body lurched off the bed, he heaved until there was nothing more to expel. It wasn’t until he was physically spent that he slumped on the floor, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull briefly.

When his gaze would find clarity, he was not in the same dimension of the living. Corruption seeped from the cracks in the wall, the whispers that began to taunt him became louder; so loud that he couldn’t hear his own thoughts. Soon enough, his thoughts weren’t his own. The voice was slick with honey, familiar but laced with scrutiny as it rang louder, more prominent as every syllable became more enticing than the last. With eyes vacant and breath baited, his feet dragged him from the floor and step by step, he followed the siren that sang to him.

Just a second.. his eyes would close, a mere moment, but when they reopened he was wandering aimlessly through a forest so dark. So void of moonlight. The trees dripped in a vile ichor, each drop a crescendo to the mans ears. Every step taken left a ribbon of dark shadow behind, he was consumed. If it wasn’t for the hand that reached out to him, the phantom’s touch that stole his heart, titans knew just how deep the boy would’ve walked into oblivion to sate a hunger he hadn’t realized existed.

The silhouette of the woman before him was familiar, her heinous eyes were unmistakable; taking her hand was the only salvation in this life and the next. Slender arms raised, serpents of shadow crawling from one silhouette to the next, until they coiled themselves around Nikklaus’ arms. The calming euphoria of the creatures that ached to comfort, to guide, it only lasted mere moments. Forked tongues brought forth chilling, haunted whispers that left every hair on his body standing. When those arms embraced him, phantom hands cradling the boys head to a shadows bosom, the Parasite could finally find his words; desperate and famished.

“Help me.”

Long after you’ve forgotten someone’s voice, you can still remember the sound of their happiness or their sadness. You can feel it in your body.

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wolf-queen

Fliers began to appear in every city, no matter the color of flag that was flown. They began to appear not only on the walls but on the trees and even in the most obscene places. The fliers read; “Wolves Trading Co. has extended their welcome to all walks of life. Join us every Sunday at five in the evening in the Old Dalaran Sewers. Blow off some steam with our good ol’ fashion Fight Night Brawls!”

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“ what’s the kinkiest thing you have ever done ?”

“Well, I suppose that would depend on what you consider kinky. Some people believe a simple whip is kinky, I find that more of a weapon than something meant for the bedroom. I suppose on my own level of kinkiness, I believe pegging my husband with a strap-on would be the wildest I’ve ever gotten.”

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wolf-queen

Fliers began to appear in every city, no matter the color of flag that was flown. They began to appear not only on the walls but on the trees and even in the most obscene places. The fliers read; “Wolves Trading Co. has extended their welcome to all walks of life. Join us every Sunday at five in the evening in the Old Dalaran Sewers. Blow off some steam with our good ol’ fashion Fight Night Brawls!”

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Holding an event in the main Horde rp hub in /yell is probably the most obnoxious thing I've had to RP over in a long time. Take it outside! Be considerate! Not everyone wants to listen to your ultra edge rp.

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I normally don’t enjoy responding to these things, but tonight I will. Tonight was the Wolves’ first night bringing their brawls to the community. We hear all the time about people wanting more from the community, engaging RP, enjoyable, friendly events. Tonight, not a single person fought OOCly. They were all very cooperative and happy to be there! I saw some people RP with each other who would never have thought to RP together in the first place, but they came together and truly enjoyed each other. I am sorry that the /yells were annoying, perhaps you could whisper me next time and ask me to tone it down? I would’ve been happy to! The Wolves want nothing more than to get this community back to the way it was again. We had Knights, magisters, diplomats, savages, and races of all kinds participating in these brawls. Some fought, some heckled, some just enjoyed watching. It was truly an amazing experience. It reminded me of how this server used to be. We have many people contacting us, asking us to continue doing this, and we are happy to oblige but we do not want to upset others in the process. I do hope that if anyone truly has a problem with this event that they feel comfortable in contacting me or @wolf-queen about their concerns and we’d be happy to work something out! Can I let you in on a little secret, anon? We decided to host this event an hour before it started. It was on a whim. I just thought, hey, why not? And you know what, I was so pleasantly surprised and we had absolutely no issues OOCly. Everyone was a good sport. I hope you can come join us next Sunday during Fight night, I assure you that this Fight night will be hosted in old dalaran sewers as we do not want to make it a weekly habit of hosting in Silvermoon. However, we will be hosting in Silvermoon once or twice a month to bring the community together. Stay golden!