Choose My Adventure: It's not my fault!

I want to make something perfectly clear: I did not choose death by Bieber for Selfloathius. You readers did. I only posted the video on Monday in case there were people (like me) who have never heard an entire song by the kid with all the hair combed into his face. I still haven't, by the way. I couldn't make it through the video. But I digress. Here's the schedule:
- Michael Sacco as Sahko, the orc warlock: Wednesday, 7 p.m. EDT
- Elizabeth Harper as Faience, the troll shaman, and Robin Torres as Robinemia, the undead mage: Wednesday, 11 p.m. EDT
- Amy Schley as Patent, the troll rogue: Thursday, 10 p.m. EDT
- Fox Van Allen as Foxlight, the blood elf paladin: Friday, 8 p.m. EDT
- Matthew Rossi as Andrenorton, the troll mage, Michael Gray as Grayfields, the tauren hunter, Adam Holisky as Adammentat, the tauren druid, and Gregg Reece as Yakkowakko, the orc warlock, will be making appearances as they can.
Stories
Anne Stickney as Annephora
So I been out in de Hillsbrad Foothills dis week. De Forsaken have a town dere, Tarren Mill? Dey sendin me to do all kinds o tings for dem. ... I don't tink dere very nice. Dey keep askin for ingredients for tings. Momma always said stay away from de voodoo, but I wonder if mebbe dey doin voodoo tings. Someone oughta tell Vol'jin bout dat, mebbe.
I got mail though! Very nice gettin mail, gave advice to people! One nice person sent me a ring, and another sent me a kitty! I have one kitty name Ta'zinni after family friend already, now Ta'zinni have a friend too! I name her Tai'tasi after one o' my friends in Sen'jin. ... I don't know if Tai'tasi like havin kitty named after her, but kitty like de name anyway!
Christian Belt as Selfloathius
Selfloathius wasn't used to having friends.
He wasn't much of a conversationalist; his favorite topics included how much everything sucked, poems he'd written about how much he hated his dad, and constant requests for people to kill him. His voice was a particularly grating variety of whiny, he dressed in such a manner as to make determining his gender a confusing and frustrating enterprise, and the amount of hair product on his head made being around him a constant fire hazard.
So you can understand his surprise when after spending only a few minutes in Falconwing Square, he already had several people hanging out with him. There was Feyah (not as hideous as other female orcs he'd met), Missqq (a fine name for a mage, in Selfloathius's opinion), Cainfernus (undead, which Selfloathius considered an enviable quality), Polarexpress (another mage, and worse, a frost mage), Miamore (a stinking warlock whose one redeeming quality seemed to be her steadfast refusal to wear an entire shirt), and many others whose names Selflothius was far too self-absorbed to remember.
This disparate mob accompanied him as he practiced cursing and setting fire to a few crystal robot things and some fallen blood elves. They chatted with him in a decidedly amicable manner. They even pitched in when he got overwhelmed. He responded with surly negativity at first, but gradually began to warm to these ... these ... friends? Yes, he supposed that's what they were. Like most warlocks, he still preferred the company of demons, but he guessed he could at least tolerate the presence of these people.
At level 6, Selfloathius learned his absolute favorite spell ever: Life Tap. Casting this wonderful little spell actually injured him. He was delighted, letting out a little whiny moan of joy each time he used it. Immediately, he began casting the spell over and over, draining the life from his own body with glee. As he drained his own health, he closed his mascara-lined eyes and waited for the cold embrace of death.
It never came.
Oh, this wouldn't do. This wouldn't do at all.
It appeared that the spell was able to take him to brink of death and no further. He still liked it, but he found he was disappointed. Oh well, he thought. At least I now have something else to whine about. He did so with enthusiasm, to anyone who cared to listen. His new friends bore it stoically. After a moment, one of them suggested, "Why don't you use Lifetap to get close to death, then just stand in a fire to finish the job?"Selfloathius was so struck by the simple brilliance of this idea that for a moment, he couldn't even complain. He looked around. No fires to be seen. He knew where he could find one. He'd heard of a place to the south where there were more quests for him to complete--a little town called Fairbreeze Village. Surely there would be a fire to stand in down there.
He quested his way south, murdering wildlife as he went. Each time he met a lynx or dragonhawk or whatever in combat, he hoped that this would be the beast that would deliver him a painful death. It never happened. Selfloathius's life was one unending succession of disappointments.
When he reached Fairbreeze, he noticed that again, a crowd had gathered. It warmed his black heart to see that he wasn't the only one who wanted to see the death of Selfloathius. Inside the inn, he found a brightly burning brazier. He hopped in, relishing the scent of his own burning flesh. He began to Lifetap. As he reached the end of his stupid warlock life, he thought it was pretty funny -- in a particularly dark way -- that where scores of fearsome monsters had failed, a simple cookfire was going to become the instrument his death. He cast the spell a final time, and looked down as the brazier burned the final fraction of health away from him.
Running back for his corpse, he wondered what other wonderful ideas his new friends might come up with. He couldn't wait to find out. As long as none of those ideas involved Justin Bieber ...
Filed under: It Came from the Blog, Choose My Adventure






Reader Comments (Page 1 of 2)
er.cetas May 27th 2010 12:32AM
Hahahaha
I love the Selfloathius stories
Jason May 26th 2010 8:16PM
I think I'm in love. With a self-hating warlock.
Qot May 26th 2010 8:19PM
Is there any other kind of warlock?
Squatstopee May 26th 2010 10:01PM
I think Loathius and my OrcLock should hang out...
Signed, Ineedahug(/hug was a common emote from alli hunters when my lock was twinked in 19's)
Bel May 26th 2010 8:16PM
I feel like creating a belf rogue just to backstab selfloathius while he stands in the cooking fire. MMMMMM lynx steak and warlock chops!
WaterRouge May 26th 2010 8:18PM
You can tell us you didn't listen to the whole song Robin all you want. Doesn't change the truth!
Zakarii May 26th 2010 8:23PM
Just level a little longer Selfloathius. Then you can deliver upon your backstabbing friends and hateful enemies a delightful kamikaze-death with Hellfire. Then you will of achieved your true calling.
Captain Zig Zag May 26th 2010 8:34PM
Selfloathius might just be the best ICFTB character ever. I think Belt has finally found his calling. *snicker*
Seriously though, great writing from Mister Pants. Dude should write a novel.
Cetha May 26th 2010 8:42PM
"At level 6, Selfloathius learned his absolute favorite spell ever: Life Tap. Casting this wonderful little spell actually injured him. He was delighted, letting out a little whiny moan of joy each time he used it. Immediately, he began casting the spell over and over, draining the life from his own body with glee. As he drained his own health, he closed his mascara-lined eyes and waited for the cold embrace of death."
Brilliant.
Moomoo May 26th 2010 8:50PM
It pleases me to discover you did not make it through the Bieber video, Master Toroes....
Sintraedrien May 26th 2010 9:56PM
Ummm . . . .
Master Toroes?
There is a wrongness here, but I don't know whether it is my place to correct it or not.
Indecision . . . . . . . maybe it sucks.
Sintra E'Drien of the Ebon Blade, né Sindorei
Frank May 26th 2010 9:07PM
i'm going to start reading this column regularly. between archmage pants and now de troll warrior woman, i really enjoyed this.
Tirrimas May 26th 2010 9:23PM
You guys rock.
I couldn't make it all the way through that video, either. Thank gods there was a Beatles video in the preceding post I could watch to burn the abomination away...
artifex May 26th 2010 9:35PM
I hope you're not Brer Rabbit-ing. Because, of course, by saying you don't want anything else to do involving Justin Bieber, you're going to have to do more :)
In the meantime, however, I think you should see if Miamore wants to get drunk and listen to The Cure's "Disintegration" album with you. Perhaps discuss the song "Lullaby"?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOHQs405XcU
Afterwards, maybe you can tell her how confused you feel.
huejacobs May 26th 2010 9:44PM
Jesus Christ I don't know what's worse, Belt's florid over done prose, or all the fan-boy worship that's being thrown his way. His writing isn't amusing, it's self-indulgent and lame.
Randomize May 26th 2010 11:48PM
Well then I guess it means that his writing fits right with the idea of being a warlock. :D
Crumble May 27th 2010 4:57AM
LOL - pwned.
Malsi May 26th 2010 9:56PM
Someone should roll a healer and constantly heal Mr Selfloathius in order to for him to relish his pain!
themann1086 May 26th 2010 9:57PM
I feel like I should be insulted by Archmage Pants' writing, but it's really just too funny. Then again, that could be the fever talking. Let me ask my giant cupcake friend.
Also, when is Hobbes rolling a mage?!?
Soriel Angelfyre May 27th 2010 7:18AM
if i recall, Hobbs plays on EU servers (and sadly would need the US client and account in order to roll on zangermarsh)