Post by Manovan Marrowsteel on Jun 30, 2006 9:05:18 GMT 1
The almighty I-refuse-to-summon-you-thread is a must for every warlock forum, so I created it even here. I will start with a quote that I find so awesome that I can't wait for someone to ask me for a summon so I can do something similiar.
Useless mortal: Hi, summon plx
Warlock blinks.
Warlock: Summon?
Useless mortal: yea sommon 2 orgrimmar
Warlock: I'm busy.
Uselss mortal: stfu noob summon
Warlock: Summon you, SUMMON you? YOU?! Here, why don't you have my staff with that? And my hat. MY HAT! Why, I'm merely tapdancing on the nether regions of the Abyss of unholy and demonic souls, harvesting the life-line of the nefarious blind-ones on the ninth level nebular situated upon the pinacle of Omk'omk'snarf's own satanic mountainous peak of Doom with the Lady of light and darkness, wielder of immortality and baker of good cookies, with Death himself as my pianist and, AND he's wearing a dress, but Cooky the bloody warrior needs summoning!
Useless mortal: i give 50s plx
Warlock: OH! Your generosity astounds me, you flea-infested miscreant. Because fifty silver couldn't possibly compare to the riches of knowledge entwined in the mysterious machinations of the entire bloody underworld, could it? No, let me just trap someone's soul in ever-lasting agonising death, so long as we're saving your tired little tootsies the effort!
Useless mortal: hurry plz.
Warlock: In a hurry are we? Well why didn't you say so? Here, let me just drop the intricate weavings of the arcane distortions of time and indeed, the very fabric of space. Verily, I'm sure it'll just sort itself out, won't it? Yes, just leave these things long enough and the demon dimmensions pressing in on our world, threatening to engulf us all in a seething mass of fiery unending death will just get bored and bugger off won't they? My precious life-preserving mana is obviously better spent elsewhere! I'll just give them the nod and tell them 'Sorry lads, Cooky needs a summon, back into the void with you'... What? What do you mean you're going to walk?
Warlock blinks.
Warlock: Summon?
Useless mortal: yea sommon 2 orgrimmar
Warlock: I'm busy.
Uselss mortal: stfu noob summon
Warlock: Summon you, SUMMON you? YOU?! Here, why don't you have my staff with that? And my hat. MY HAT! Why, I'm merely tapdancing on the nether regions of the Abyss of unholy and demonic souls, harvesting the life-line of the nefarious blind-ones on the ninth level nebular situated upon the pinacle of Omk'omk'snarf's own satanic mountainous peak of Doom with the Lady of light and darkness, wielder of immortality and baker of good cookies, with Death himself as my pianist and, AND he's wearing a dress, but Cooky the bloody warrior needs summoning!
Useless mortal: i give 50s plx
Warlock: OH! Your generosity astounds me, you flea-infested miscreant. Because fifty silver couldn't possibly compare to the riches of knowledge entwined in the mysterious machinations of the entire bloody underworld, could it? No, let me just trap someone's soul in ever-lasting agonising death, so long as we're saving your tired little tootsies the effort!
Useless mortal: hurry plz.
Warlock: In a hurry are we? Well why didn't you say so? Here, let me just drop the intricate weavings of the arcane distortions of time and indeed, the very fabric of space. Verily, I'm sure it'll just sort itself out, won't it? Yes, just leave these things long enough and the demon dimmensions pressing in on our world, threatening to engulf us all in a seething mass of fiery unending death will just get bored and bugger off won't they? My precious life-preserving mana is obviously better spent elsewhere! I'll just give them the nod and tell them 'Sorry lads, Cooky needs a summon, back into the void with you'... What? What do you mean you're going to walk?
