(IC) What name or title do you go by?
"Oh, I'm known by many titles. The Sweatstain of Tirisfal, Count of Cackles, Minister of Maniacal Madness, the Ace of Amorality, Sultan of Sacrilege, and even the Clown Prince of Grime! Oh, room for one more? The Decaying Duke of Diabolical Dementation! Someone called me Nancy once, but really? Do I -look- like a Nancy?" <Imp comments: "Uh HUH!" followed by the sound of a loud slap> "Maybe more an Agnes. Could go by 'Agony' for short. HAHahahah! Ahem. But most know me best as the Bug Eating Bastard of Brill. The one, the only... BEETLEGEUSE!"
(IC) What is your gender and race?
"To answer both questions - stiff!" <gives a perverted leer> "Hey, HEY!"
(IC) What is your class in life? Why did you choose to follow this class?
"Class, he says! Can't you tell? I'm a classy kind of a guy! Why else would I be hanging out with all the cool kids? Meanwhile, I spread my own little pocket full of sunshine, from a bump to a jeer to a prank in the rear. It gets under your skin, and everybody laughs. Everybody smirks, even just a bit. You just can't help it, and it just can't help you - you see? Laugh and the world laughs with you. Laugh and laugh and laugh. Get it? Laughter is a contagious thing and that's just the sort of business I'm in. Contagion. Affliction. Spreading the Humor around. Anything more would be telling. And if I have to explain the joke... well, that'd be spoiling it. <his voice drops with a homicidal grin, his eyes practically sparkle unsettling glee> It's a real killer."
(IC) Who is sponsoring you? What are you bringing to The Grim to be sponsored?
"Oh, that little green dungeon doorstop Bazzil is sponsoring me - due to his old man owing me a favor he can't gob his way out of. That is, if he want's his father to see another Noblegarden. As far as inquisitors, I think Ryanica might 'get' me. Heheheh. We'll have to see about that. As for what am I bringing? The CLAM DIP of course! Also have some suspicious looking sausages and malt liquor. Oh, and the humor - it's downright infectious."
(IC) What did you do prior to The Grim?
"What haven't I done? Oh, I've been here and there. I've got one of those faces, you know. You've probably seen me anywhere there's hounds, pitchforks, a lot of giggling vegetables, bitching of women, and wailing of children. Though, if I have to be honest - which is hardly any fun - I've been lying low for a year just getting in touch with my self. Figuratively and literally. Seeing all that carnage, destruction, pain, and death - y'know. Makes me all anxious. Oh, it gives me a giddy, tingly feeling all over like when a baby falls down a spiral staircase. Besides, I wanted to see if Deathwing actually CAN finish what he started. Of course, he can't. That's my job <shhhhh> - still, he's such a failure it's entertaining. Takes things SO serious with is little club of wannabe world-wreckers! Imagine! Destroying the world for a -reason-! According to a PLAN! ....BORING! That should be the fun you have on a weekend out. You know, really treat yourself - destruction is only fun when it's meaningless and spur of the moment! Like a kiss on the forehead before a kick out a tower window. AH, but I digress. Jaws just doesn't see the big joke is on him at this point and the punchline is quickly approaching - he got played and it's going to be the TOYBOX for him! Oh. But I think I've tangented enough here. Mostly I've spent my time drinking, killing things, touching myself, touching dead things, then myself again, and spreading the humor to the downtrodden masses of the post-cataclysm world. Putting smiles on faces, that sort of thing. They sure have it coming, sitting there all weepy, miserable, and so full of blood that's not immediately gushing out of a fresh puncture wound. <Sighs> They never learn. Still, it's been pretty boring. So here I am; ready for some new friends to play with - get back on the horse to make with the rainbow dash and straight razors! Hats for EVERYBODY."
(IC) What are your thoughts of the new direction the Horde has taken since the Cataclysm?
"Violence and carnage on scales not seen since the wars, along with fresh new war crimes that flat throw out morality like a cheap two copper whore. Wholesale genocide of the living for the selfish ambitions of battlefield glory! To think, that boring old stick-in-the-butt left the testosterone packed ogre-cunt in charge of the Horde - and that he's encouraged all of all this wonderful chaos! Oh! And I can't forget the sweet, sweet pollution of the Goblins! It's EVERYWHERE! The gambling, the smoke and poisons... the wenches, greed and corruption - murders for chump change and toys that break seconds after you buy them... orphan's tears! Its... beautiful! HAHAHahahah! In the last year, I've felt more connected with my so-called peeps than I have these many years I've been doing it deadie-style. Stiffs with sweet-sweet chemical weapons of mass destruction - oh and finally Sylvie's on the network! Bat-shit crazy and dead sexy with it - giving us the goods and go-ahead! Helter skelter's coming down and we're mooooooving out! We're picking up slaughtery stereo here, her and I - the flag is up and I can salute it over the melted bodies in the garden. I think I like my people now. They're actually doing things -I'd- do!"
(OOC) Please provide an armory link to your character for verification.
http://us.battle.net/wow/en/character/t ... use/simple
If only they had something with real black and white stripes!
(IC/OOC) Do you have anything further to add?
"Don't you worry your pretty little head meats about me. I'll do just fine here in the clubhouse. We'll get along like an orphanage on fire! Even brought marshmallows. See, I tend to grow on people over time. Like a fungus. But try not to scratch too much, it'll drive you craaaa-zeeee."
"Pees through Annihilation. I mean, Peace through Annihilation."
Beetlegeuse
Moderator: Officers
Beetlegeuse
" WARNING : Protection Tank will be Defensive. "