#volenka

[whatthefel]

(540): I have a new fascination with cutting really small segments of hair off peoples heads when they’re not looking.

[whatthefel]

Scarlet Crusaders are getting harder and harder to find these days, but luckily Volenka managed to scrounge up a few for dinner. It just wouldn't be Pilgrim's Bounty without Scarlet Crusader and cranberries.

(psst...Volenka...the food is supposed to go ON the table, not under it.)

(Oh, never mind.)

[whatthefel]

(301): Is it necrophilia if we’re both dead?

[signalfirefly]

Cranberry Crusader chops for Volenka’s birthday, as is tradition. This year with roasted beets and fresh homemade bread.

[signalfirefly]

Volenka’s first meeting with Draven:

Volenka: *looking him up and down* "I can see why she likes you." Draven: *beat* "You are...Miri's friend?" Volenka, who is nothing of the sort: "...yep!"

(Meanwhile, in the universe where Volenka is The Maw Walker:

Lord Chamberlain: "blah blah I'm so creepy, blah blah notice me Master" Draven: *steals the fucking carriage* Volenka: *scrambles out the window like the freaky lizard woman she is and climbs onto Draven's back, and screams:* "Drop him!"

She then proceeds to skip half the Revendreth storyline and dive headfirst into the Rebellion.)

[whatthefel]

Art Profile: Volenka

[Portrait by Tmirai]

[Adipocere] [Saponification] [photos of a saponified corpse (graphic images)]

After contracting the plague at age 17, Volenka drowned herself in Brightwater Lake. This caused her body to saponify, turning into a hard, waxy, soaplike substance, preserving it with very little decay. As a result she's retained the body fat she had in life, and she's chubby and round-faced, not skeletal like most Forsaken.

Her skin is mottled green and greyish-white, with more white in fattier areas. It's cracked at the joints but mostly intact, with no exposed bone. She has shallow grooves worn into her palms by knife grips, and her fingers are worn but intact.

Her dirty blonde hair is limp, stringy, and usually wet. She smells damp and maybe a little moldy, and her lungs are partly filled with water, causing a slight gurgling sound when she talks. (Her murloc sounds are quite impressive.)

As shown, she usually wears a partial set of Bloodfang armor, Scout’s Hood, and a Scarlet Crusade tabard.

[my-pleasant-good-morning]

Frost DK running ahead but has yet to pull things

My DK(the tank)thinking: This guy is putting me on edge

Frost DK pulls the first boss

My DK: I hope you're getting something from this because you ARE torturing me

This ass of a frost DK pulls packs over to me AS I'm making pulls

My DK: Oh, come on! If you are going to fuck me over you could at least buy me a drink first

My BFF's Rogue: You know he's not going to. But if you want I could get you one after this

My DK: Yeah I'm going to need that

[all statements on me or my BFF's part are made out loud to the room because I can't talk and type at the same time]