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Hagara Heroic Dun!

It was clear we had this last night from the first attempt!  Well done <FortyTwo>.  4/8 H now :)

Heroic Yor'sahj Down!

Picture, because its down right strange.  

Another heroic down  3/8!

Congratz <42>

Heroic Ultraxion down!

yea, we killed all the trash, and that last dragon in the pack hits really hard. He has some kind of AOE instant death thing, but we somehow clicked this magic button, and like lived and stuff. not sure where that button came from but we dont ask questions like that when raiding.

Then these five hovering people behind us started "charging us" with different colored pixles and made the games framerate drop to 3. (between you and me, I think they work for deathwing.) At any rate. the dragon fell off the platform after 6 minutes and this box showed up, when you mouse over it a cog wheel lets you open it. 5 strange purple sentences came out. people actually wanted purple words.... strange, but back to the story, yadda yadda yadda we punched deathwing in the face.... again..

Gratz all.

<42>

410 Gear!

That Dragon is no more!

<42> walks into Breanni's pet shop.
Customer: 'Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
C: 'Ello, Miss?
Owner: What do you mean "miss"?
C: I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
O: We're closin' for lunch.
C: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this dragon what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
O: Oh yes, the, uh, the black dragon DeathWing...What's,uh...What's wrong with it?
C: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
O: No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.
C: Look, matey, I know a dead dragon when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
O: No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable lizzard, the black dragon death wing idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!
C: The plumage don't enter into it. It's stone dead.
O: Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting!
C: All right then, if he's restin', I'll wake him up!
(shouting at the dragon)
'Ello, Mister Neltharion! I've got a lovely fresh raw meat for you if you show...(owner kicks the dragon)
O: There, he moved!
C: No, he didn't, that was you kicking em!
O: I never!!
C: Yes, you did!
O: I never, never did anything...
C: (kicking and hitting the dragon over and over) 'ELLO DEATHY!!!!!
Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o'clock alarm call!
(Takes dragon tail out and thumps it on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it plummet to the floor.)
C: Now that's what I call a dead dragon.
O: No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!
C: STUNNED?!?
O: Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin' up! black dragons are stun easily, major.
C: Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of this. That dragon is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not 'alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein' tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
O: Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for the fjords.
C: PININ' for the FJORDS?!?!?!? What kind of talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home?
O: The black dragon prefers kippin' on it's back! Remarkable beast, id'nit, squire? Lovely plated armor!
C: Look, I took the liberty of examining that dragon when I got it home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been NAILED there.
(pause)
O: Well, o'course it was nailed there! If I hadn't nailed that dragon down, it would have nuzzled up to those bars, bent 'em apart with its beak, and VOOM! Feeweeweewee!
C: "VOOM"?!? Mate, this dragon wouldn't "voom" if you put four million volts through it! 'E's bleedin' demised!
O: No no! 'E's pining!
C: 'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This dragon is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker!
'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies!

'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig!

'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!!
THIS IS AN EX-DRAGON!!!
(pause)
O: Well, I'd better replace it, then.
(he takes a quick peek behind the counter)
O: Sorry squire, I've had a look 'round the back of the shop, and uh, we're right out of Deathwings.
C: I see. I see, I get the picture.
O: I got a slug.
(pause)
C: (sweet as sugar) Pray, does it attack?
O: Nnnnot really.
C: WELL IT'S HARDLY A BLOODY REPLACEMENT, IS IT?!!???!!?

Gratz everyone! 

<42>
 

This Just in Deathwing in Traction

Deathwing has been rushed to the BBMCCFLA (Booty Bay Maelstrom Chiropractic Clinic For Large Animals).  Thrall believes the dragon may never fly again. Outlook grim....

Nice job 42 :)

Blackhorn Dead!

Happy NEW YEAR~!

Ultraxion down! after 2 weeks of family down time holidays.

nevermind that pile of bones in front of us... its uh... DRAGON BONES!

Way to focus everyone.

5/8 Baby!

Our photographer fell off the platform while backing up to compose the picture but... Ultraxion dead last night. Grats folks :) -Pied

4/8 Dragons Soul

Well done everyone!