Sideshow & Syrana

On the 12th day of Christmas World of Warcraft gave to me…
Twelve daily quests
Eleven new blogs to read
Ten soul shards
Nine flying mounts
Eight achievements
Seven battlegrounds
Six epic gems….

Breakout! (rap)
It’s Capwn.  Hijackin’ this jingle.
Although I ain’t jolly like Kris Kringle.
I’m here to bring a message to allll y’all
It’s Winter Veil season!
And I’m here for a reason!
Besides pwning ‘n owning with. my. skill.
I need to spread cheer… and goodwill.
Cause there’s a reason.
Yeah, it’s Winter Veil season.
You, me – we all wanta be geeeared out.
But that’s not what it’s all about.
The new LFG ain’t all about a larger pool a suckas, ya see.
Need roll, greed roll, there’s even a DE roll!
When I win the roll and woot
I don’t want no ninja stealin’ my loot.
My message, it’s got a reason.
Don’t be ninja’ing Winter Veil season.
Let me pass it back to Syrana ana right about now, right now.
Cuz you know she’s got a satchel full-uh soulshards and the gnomeboys do too…

Fiiiive dun~geon runs
Four random puggers
Three mini-pets
Two frost emblems
and a really nasty repair bill!

(Psst, if anyone wants to, uh, perform this and send me an audio clip… you’ll get… something.  I don’t know what yet, but if you are willing to bring this alive, you’ve got to be rewarded in some fashion!)

He’s going by the name Prince Caponikus from now on.

He’s getting more and more terrifying looking.  He is having a hard time being patient about learning cat form….

A few days ago I was checking auctions on Caponikus.  I saw an interesting ad for enchants and thought it was a joke at first.  Well, it still may have been a joke, but it showed up a few more times in trade.  I figured I might as well screenshot it and share it with all of you:

As a reward for reaching 200 posts, I’m going to follow Capwn’s example:

Ok, so I’m not really goin’ out fishin’, but I am going to enjoy a little R&R.

Be afraid… very afraid.

(The Doctor has prescribed a dosage of Capwn, so we’re fillin’ the ’script today.)

Finally.

Syrana changed her password… tryin’ to block my midnight runs.  I’ve been fienin’ for a fix somethin’ awful.  She’s not as easy to distract as Mary.  I mean check this out… those cats are my heroes.  And their sweet DK Puppykiller?

Epic.

Although, it takes two of them to play one toon.  I do it all myself.  Because I’m awesome.

*tail flicks about, stops to scratch behind his ear*

You know, Syrana’s Google Reader is filled with a gazillion blogs… blahblahblah.  Mine has only 4 in it.

That’s right.

4.

One for each paw of power.  I’ve got those WoW playin’ kitties in there fo’ sho’.  Then I have that little ballsy Gnomer.  He looks mighty tasty, what can I say?  I also gotta get my fix of WTFspaghetti.  Although, I’m thinkin’… WTFchickenliversandgravy.

Mmm nom noms.

*licks chops, eyes glaze over for a moment*

I might have to start that… especially if Syrana keeps shooin’ me away from her computer.

And last, there’s Jong.  He’s funny as hell and pwns everyone left and right.  Too bad he’s not going to write anymore.  I totally woulda asked him to 2’s with me.  We woulda tore it up.

Speaking of which….

*ears flatten back*

My toon is gone.  GONE! Syrana claims she has no idea what happened.  I think she was just jealous.  I mean, some forum troll the other day said something about how her gear looked like the corn in his poop.  I guess it’s a pretty big insult that her gear looks… undigested? whole?

She refuses to have my druid restored.  So, I have to reroll.

It’s alright, it won’t take me long… with a flurry of teeth and claws I’ll be back on top.  And just in time for badge changes, too! Get ready so I can Conquest yer face!

*licks fervently at his paw*

You know, this dumb cat calendar that Syrana has said something about cats groom themselves an average of 5 hours a day.

5 hours!

A day!

That’s insane.  There’s no way I do that.  That would totally cut into my WoW time…

*lounges on chair*

So, where should I reroll?

So this morning, my “masters,” Syrana and Sideshow, disturbed my lovely nap so they could crowd in front of the computer.

Syrana kept babbling about tickets all week long.  That warlock is so crazy, she was mumbling about tickets, costumes, and murlocs in her sleep last night.  I couldn’t even stay in the bedroom, so I went and pwnd some noobs for a few hours.

But this morning…. I paid closer attention to what they were doing.  I stealthed into the room and watched them with idle curiosity.

Syrana saw me after a few minutes, so I pretended to wash my face.  She started talking about “BlizzCon,” panels, costumes, and other unimportant things.

My ears perked up when at 11:59am CST Sideshow said he was in the queue.

Syrana got all in a tizzy asking about numbers and sqwakin’ on twitsomethingorother.

I hopped up onto her lap and saw all this was about WoW.

That’s my game!  Seriously, she needs to let me play more.

I hadn’t cared much last week when they were talking about going to California and booked their hotel and flight.  But now, now I know what they are up to.

Here, I was looking forward to a whole weekend of uninterrupted pwnage and ganking dbags… but now…

I dashed downstairs and tested the luggage.  I could easily fit in there.  And costume? *smirk* The warlock collects pets, so hello! Capwn would be the ideal companion to complete the getup, amirite?

I headed back upstairs, got distracted by some string, then went in by Sideshow.  Syrana was on her way out the door and looked worried.

Bastards! Sideshow hit 1000 in the queue when the tickets sold out.

They shoulda let me handle it, I woulda pwnd that queue for all 3 of us.

Well, Syrana started babbling about trying for contests and the 30th.  I guess more tickets will be available then.  You know, for a warlock, she can be pretty optimistic.