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  1. Urgh. Whatta warm welcome back to Orga'mar. I swear that fat bear poppta lung a' somethin'. Yea, I finally left Outland fa' good. Can I just tell ya somethin', though? That place is BORIN'. Nothin' eva' seems ta happen in Garada'. Shattrat' is calm an' fulla' blue Alliance fellas and Terraka' Forest is just bugs. Lotsa bugs. Geez louise! Of course I'd wanna get outta there. Things din' really go as I had planned-- sa' let's just leave it at that. I came back ta Orga'mar an' settled inta the inn to figyah out how I was gonna afford food an' whatnot. Then I remembah'd I'll just take it all, ha
  2. Still haven't found tha time ta tell Ugraz what's up, I haven't even seen tha guy in a while. It's kinda my fault I guess, I been out an' about gettin' ready to hit tha road and neva' look back. But I guess old habits die hard, 'cuz I got offa'd a "job" an' I took it. It didn't even seem that bad ta be honest, just a simple sneak in, find a list of participatah's, an' get outta there. Easy peasy, right? Well, I shoulda' realized from tha start that it wasn't gonna be that easy, especially since tha elf that offa'd me the job didn't seem quite right ta begin with. Maybe it was just dark in tha
  3. It's been a while since I sat down ta collect ma thoughts like this. I said it bafore an' I'll say it again, I changed. All this time wit' Uglyraz, I changed. Or... maybe it isn't his fault. Maybe I just grew up. There's a chance this only happened 'cuz I got ripped from home an' tossed ass-side up in a strange new world. Maybe I let go a' that hold Kezan had ova' my heart. It hurts ta think about home now. Insteada' revelin' in the joy that lifestyle once gave me, I feel... pain. It was hard livin' like that. I took Orga'mar fa granted all this time. I took ma friends an' my life an' my meaga
  4. I FINALLY GOT ONE! Now, I'mma preface this by sayin' I don't believe in freebies-- sure, I'll take somethin' fa free from a friend, but I owe ya, ya know? I don't considah' many people ma friends, an' I really don't want ta take from 'em. If Uglyraz was tha one ta gimme this, I'da' been like GIMMEGIMMEGIMME. But Grallnah gave me a fancy new Heliocoptah in a box! I din' even know he was inta that sorta thing-- or maybe he bought it fa me? At the riska' soundin' SO typical, I love a man wit' gold. Not that... I love Grallnar or anything, L-O-L who woulda suggest sucha' crazy thing? Pshh, just 'c
  5. Thingsa' finally gettin' back ta normal. Boss is bein' his usual awesome self and there's always a job ta do or a fight ta watch. Not sure how tha inn always seems ta clean itself up once we're through wit' it, 'cause we been crashin' it a lot lately. The otha night, Horde Bros totally took ova' the bar and made poor Rasha' leave. I don' care about the resta' the people, but Rasha's already pretty screwed up in tha face an' I feel kinda bad. Y'know? I mean, if my face was blown off I'd want some pity too. Or fa someone ta just end it fa me. Get it ova with already. I felt brave enough ta try
  6. ...That plan kinda failed. Horribly. I don' even wanna talk about it. Let's just say they found me an' I got a nice big concussion outta tha deal, and a lecture. I'm free ta leave if I want now, but Grallnah made it sound pretty appealin' to stay. Or at least, unappealin' ta leave. I'm just goin' through tha motions of who they expect me ta be. When thingsa' slow, I work on maself-- trainin', readin', even spendin' ma gold on a new alchemy set ta work on these shitty poisons I coat ma blades in. I swear, I don' even know if they work. I watched a homeless peon run up ta me and start lickin' m
  7. Man, since when has life been sucha' pain in tha ass? It's been foreva' since I spent tha night thievin', an' I hardly rememba' my old night route. Things've changed. People've moved. Blockades set. Locks replaced. I dunneven' know what I'm doin' anymore. An' instead, I been sucked inta' Uglyraz's world where he thinks I'mma be his little pet an' do everything he tells me ta. Well, I ain't. I changed so much this whole time, I dunneven' reca'nize myself. Since when does Cheatah worry 'bout shit like BOYS? An' since when have I been so worried 'bout politics and intrer... intrapersonal guild re

  9. The following thoughts occur simultaneously within her head. Ya BLEW it. Why'd ya scare 'im off like that? Ya just couldn' not be yaself for TEN MINUTES. No one will eva' want you, ya din' even shower like ya promised. You're oogly an' ya nose is huge. He was so bored he was nearly cryin', why couldntcha' actually do somethin' with ya life? Ya got nothin'. Just a scrawny-ass gob, pretendin' ya creations are worth somethin' and your skills ain't subpar. Pretendin' ya ain't worthless to a great orc like Ugraz, and equally as not worthless as the shaman ya scared away. Useless... Why'd Ugraz do
  10. Why does he do this ta me... I gottan awkward time comin' up, 'cuz Uglyraz thinks I'mma die alone and unloved. So what! Maybe I wanna die alone. Me, Grallface, an' the boss did more explorin' yestahday but I couldn't think about nothin' else but what he said. Why's he gotta try an' change me? I see he's tryin' ta fix his speech-- good fa' him! Findin' lost books, readin' up on fancy old shit-- I'm so proud. But he ain't gonna drag me down with him! He's already draggin' me to places that are so crazy I never woulda' guessed they existed outside baby books. I don't need anyone to make me propah
  11. Been a while, still haven' found the rat who took my crap. Can't even believe it. How's a gal supposta' become a Trade Prince when she can't even feed herself or keep her crap safe? Eh... whatevah. Uggo's got mah back as expected. Had work fa' me an' Grallface (dunno, coulda' totally handled it all maself) in Dalaran. Man, what a fancy pisspool that place is. Magical everythang. I bet they got magical washrooms an' magical turds in the toilets. Sparkly. Sa' anyways, as I was sayin', Uglyraz sent me an' Grallface into Dalaran's liberries to check out some books. RIGHT? I know, Uggo checkin' out
  12. So there I was. It was a dark an' stormy day in Org'amar, and I was starvin'. I swear I'd been a good gal, haven't lifted a necklace or a sack a' coins in months-- okay okay, I hadn't successfully lifted nothin' in months, but that counts. It totally counts! S' anyways, it was actually kinda sunny out. Hot as hell even. Boss didn't need me fer a while, so I went lookin' for somethin' to do. Kinda sucks, the most money I evah made was with that bozo and when the spring dries up there ain't nothin' left to do. I snuck into the inn ta' check out the local gossip and -- just kiddin', I took anythi
  13. A Stack of Grimy and Scribbled Notes The Diary of a Cheater ((Cheater would never carry a journal or make any kind of personal notes. Therefore, this "journal" is a mental diary of sorts, with info that can be gleaned by her stack of receipts and reminders.))
  14. ((Updated again since I am a bit more active these days.))
  15. Although it was difficult not to intervene, Cheater had different orders. And besides, she didn't quite want a piece of whatever pie the Grim was dishing out in there, anyway. She squatted in the shadows beside the tavern, shaking her head and frowning. "What didja get ya'self into this time, boss..." she sighed, wiping nervous sweat from her brow. A sweat that broke out even worse as she saw a familiar shape ride up, stopping her heart for a moment. "LADY!" she whispered, loudly, leaping in front of the inn. "WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE?!" she whispered again, panic in her voice as her hands gest
  16. So Uglyraz was too busy ta tell ya this, but he and a couple a' his pals (a-k-a yours truly and some other guys) went spelunkin' in Uldaman! See, I say this 'cause here's there RIGHT NOW as the walls are cavin' in. But ya see, I'm a smart goblin. I waltz in, pretend to help, pick off a few a' these priceless treasures those dwarfs be diggin' up, and blammo-- I get the hell outta there right as it starts to get hairy! Haha, man, you shoulda saw the size of those artifacts. Too big for a goblin to carry, that's fer sure. Saved 'em from the cave-in, what a gal! Uhh... gettin' offtopic again. Wha
  17. That'll be my excuse next time, for sure. Even though Cheater is gonna be my next subject, and she's not one to flaunt what she's got (or doesn't got, in her case!)
  18. I think "magic" would've been a less scary response.
  19. You really wanna know? Well... In her tribe, it's customary for the female warriors to take a vow of chastity. This involves some pretty medieval surgery down below as well as clamping molten metal chestpieces onto the breasts. The metal is then decorated fancily, but it can NEVER be removed. It's agonizingly melted into their flesh forever. Or I just didn't feel like drawing straps, I dunno. :]
  20. Just some stuff I've done, I don't really finish projects very often so most of my art will be half finished. I do really want to draw Cheater, so that will probably pop up here eventually. Work in Progress~ of my boyfriend's goblin priest [Click = bigger pic] A troll shaman I did a long time ago
  21. "Alright alright MOVE ALONG, people! Nothin' to see here!" As Ugraz took down the spectacle and removed the evidence, the mages of Dalaran had already begun to gather and shake their heads in disgust. Tourists and townspeople looked fearful and worried. "I SAID move along!" Cheater snarled, using all 3 feet of her stature to look as serious and impressive as possible. The people began to disperse, mumbling to themselves as they looked at her tabard that matched the one that once hang off the piece of meat. It had made quite a mess, as well. "But... someone should probably clean this up," she