Around Azeroth: A hard rain's a-gonna fall
Is this the end result when one of those flying fighters in Icecrown takes down an Abomination on the ramparts of a wrathgate? Do the armies fighting below get showered in guts and green slime? Actually, no. This is a screenshot of an acid spray taken in Shadowmoon Valley by Hellander of <Oceanic Guardians> on Shadow Council. If you recall, all the water in SMV is a eye-searing shade of neon green; it's probably infected by whatever hideous algae defaced the sewers of Undercity. Maybe some of the Forsaken jumped in the rivers without taking a shower first. Or perhaps Illidan stole his top-secret evil plan for Outland from Garland. Mmm ... giant vat of Mountain Dew.
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Reader Comments (Page 1 of 1)
RS Feb 2nd 2009 10:22AM
Isn't the water in SMV Mannoroth's Blood?
I was just reading "Rise of the Horde"...otherwise you'd wouldn't have heard a peep from me.
RS
Dobmeister Feb 2nd 2009 10:30AM
Might make sense that, but I don't think the NHS would be too happy that he squandered it all on landscaping, especially if he was type O negative.
Envo Feb 2nd 2009 10:39AM
Actualy, the lava/water/whatever you call is infested with Fel energies.
Bobby Dylan Feb 2nd 2009 11:19AM
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
MusedMoose Feb 2nd 2009 8:38PM
Personally, I like the idea of the Undercity's waterways being filled with Mountain Dew. A body's gotta keep lively, y'know, even when that body's mostly dead. It'd also explain Sylvanas's new look - it's amazing what you can accomplish when you've got unlimited caffeine.