Friday, February 10 2006
Newbie looking for help
By BBz News on Friday, February 10 2006, 22:44 - World of Warcraft
After summoning in a friendly lvl 9 mage for some help in dire maul arena...we ran into some trouble with the poor guy he couldint cut it
Thursday, October 6 2005
Nefarian down
By BBz News on Thursday, October 6 2005, 17:08 - WoW Instance
It's 5:30 in the morning. I've got nothing left besides posting this picture that speaks for itself. Third horde guild in the US to kill Nefarian.
Head is going up in Orgrimmar at 10pm eastern tomorrow.
Head is going up in Orgrimmar at 10pm eastern tomorrow.
Saturday, September 10 2005
Ebonace and Flamegary
By BBz News on Saturday, September 10 2005, 22:37 - WoW Instance
Two nights ago, another chapter was closed in the righteous cleansing of Blackwing Lair, the Banana Boyz standing victorious over the fallen bodies of the Egregiously Gay Duo: Ebonace and Flamegary. Despite the whirlwind of purple crushed velvet and fruity cocktails. Despite vain attempts to suck the life out of us and set us ablaze with a flaming aura, they were conquered and lay defeated. (No, not on top of each other with one's hand in the other's pants)
They put out some FABULOUS items for us! Ebonace: Gauntlets of Wrath Band of Forced Concentration Flamegary: Bloodfang Gloves Emberweave Leggings Their entourage also laid out some fashionable attire: Band of Dark Dominion Draconic Avenger ...and the not so fashionable: Ringo's Blizzard Boots
Who wears socks with sandals anyway? Someone call the fashion police!
They put out some FABULOUS items for us! Ebonace: Gauntlets of Wrath Band of Forced Concentration Flamegary: Bloodfang Gloves Emberweave Leggings Their entourage also laid out some fashionable attire: Band of Dark Dominion Draconic Avenger ...and the not so fashionable: Ringo's Blizzard Boots
Who wears socks with sandals anyway? Someone call the fashion police!
Tuesday, August 23 2005
Vaelastrasz the Corrupted
By BBz News on Tuesday, August 23 2005, 04:45 - WoW Instance
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Banana Boyz have made a disturbing discovery regarding the goings on inside Blackwing Lair. Once thought to be just another raid instance, we have found out that it has been the safe haven for a self proclaimed "Champion of Communism". Being the red, white, and blue blooded Americans we are, we were determined to cause the collapse of yet another communist superpower. Vaelastrasz the Red would join the ranks of nations such as China, Russia, Cuba, Holland, and North Vietnam. By join the ranks, I mean complete and utter anal violation, unseen by the likes of any back in the Motherland.
Goddamn right... Communism indeed, this guy certainly spread the wealth around. As persuasive as he was, managing to even convince our fellow guildmates to turn against us in the form of suicide bombers, it was in vain. It was also the only time a druid will ever top the damage charts, yes, I'm looking at you FAUX. (idiot) Rune of Metamorpahsis Belt of Ten Storms Stormrage Belt Next up:
Oops indeed Yogfather. Update: It seems we have some fans behind the Iron Curtain who sympathize with our plight to rid the world of the red plauge.
Philanthropists that we are, a weeks supply of canned food is being donated to this man and his family. Congratulations Clouser! Continuing our crusades, righting wrongs, un eviling evil, our travels took us to what seemed like the Chinatown of Blackwing Lair. Broodlord Lashlayer has been running a sweatshop right under our noses, using whelp labor to create sneakers and sports apparel out of no less than the skin from whelps worked to death. While discussing the strategy for our takedown, one of our members informed us that if you cram an ecstasy pill up your ass, you get twice as high, known as "Pushing". Applied to our situation we ran our own Manhattan Project to create the world's first "Pwnage Pill" and let broodlord take this explosive suppository for a test run. Needless to say, it was an uncomfortable demise. Uhh... he dropped these: Maladath, Runed Blade of the Black Flight Greaves of Ten Storms x2
Goddamn right... Communism indeed, this guy certainly spread the wealth around. As persuasive as he was, managing to even convince our fellow guildmates to turn against us in the form of suicide bombers, it was in vain. It was also the only time a druid will ever top the damage charts, yes, I'm looking at you FAUX. (idiot) Rune of Metamorpahsis Belt of Ten Storms Stormrage Belt Next up:
Oops indeed Yogfather. Update: It seems we have some fans behind the Iron Curtain who sympathize with our plight to rid the world of the red plauge.
Philanthropists that we are, a weeks supply of canned food is being donated to this man and his family. Congratulations Clouser! Continuing our crusades, righting wrongs, un eviling evil, our travels took us to what seemed like the Chinatown of Blackwing Lair. Broodlord Lashlayer has been running a sweatshop right under our noses, using whelp labor to create sneakers and sports apparel out of no less than the skin from whelps worked to death. While discussing the strategy for our takedown, one of our members informed us that if you cram an ecstasy pill up your ass, you get twice as high, known as "Pushing". Applied to our situation we ran our own Manhattan Project to create the world's first "Pwnage Pill" and let broodlord take this explosive suppository for a test run. Needless to say, it was an uncomfortable demise. Uhh... he dropped these: Maladath, Runed Blade of the Black Flight Greaves of Ten Storms x2
Wednesday, August 17 2005
Razorgore the Untamed
By BBz News on Wednesday, August 17 2005, 04:45 - WoW Instance
Fresh off our reversed suspensions, we decided to swing by Blackwing Lair to cook up some fucking OMLETTES with our buddies Razorgore and Grethok. Lord Victor Nefarius would have none of that and sent his best legionnaires to zerg our breakfast. With the encouragement of our friendly neighborhood GMs:
We set out to stomp some face. In a horrific culinary accident, Grethok and Razorgore found themselves caught up in the whirling maelstrom of egg beaters, cutlery, and flying dishes. Their deaths were not in vain though, as they left a legacy in the form of epic oven mitts and wristbands. Gloves of Rapid Evolution Bindings of Transcendence Bracers of Ten Storms Standing next to our fallen friend, we paid tribute.
Secret strategizing was the key to victory.
After the party favors were handed out, I managed to hide behind a friendly tree long enough to catch Lord Victor Nefarius in the act of telepathically pleasuring Vaelastrasz the Corrupt. Not pictured, me doing the five knuckle shuffle and depositing it in what I assume was a squirrel hole in the tree.
In other news, I have the most bad assed frog out there.
Oh, and this...
We set out to stomp some face. In a horrific culinary accident, Grethok and Razorgore found themselves caught up in the whirling maelstrom of egg beaters, cutlery, and flying dishes. Their deaths were not in vain though, as they left a legacy in the form of epic oven mitts and wristbands. Gloves of Rapid Evolution Bindings of Transcendence Bracers of Ten Storms Standing next to our fallen friend, we paid tribute.
Secret strategizing was the key to victory.
After the party favors were handed out, I managed to hide behind a friendly tree long enough to catch Lord Victor Nefarius in the act of telepathically pleasuring Vaelastrasz the Corrupt. Not pictured, me doing the five knuckle shuffle and depositing it in what I assume was a squirrel hole in the tree.
In other news, I have the most bad assed frog out there.
Oh, and this...
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