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Day 3 without The Legend of Korra

Still too emotionally unstable to leave my house without crying….

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The Legend Of Korra: A Serious Continuation of the Story

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/10906505/1/ Might be one fanfic you want to check out..

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smile and clap along

have a sudden fit of coughing so you can awkwardly hide your face in your hands

beat-box

scream “dis my jAM” and jump on the table to break-dance

sing amazing grace as loud as you possibly can until they stop singing to you

go up to the closest person singing and hug them until they stop. however long it takes. keep holding them until they feel uncomfortable. bonus points for humming in their ear

start a mosh pit

striptease

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How the FUCK do some of y’all sleep in the nude like what if ya mumma walks in and you’re all spread out with your junk hanging out? Who’s gonna help u then? The Lord our savior? I don’t think so

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Illuminati in Highmaul spotted http://rpgfanatics.tumblr.com

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Inadequate http://rpgfanatics.tumblr.com

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A Serious Man Issue One: Happy Birthday, Dwight -- A Warcraft Story

I sat in the dimly-lit dinning room of my small cobblestone hut located in the hills of Arathi Highlands, almost hidden to the side of the zone as my younger sister sat at the other end of the long rectangular wooden table. With only one window in the room and a few candles lit it was a little difficult to make out her expression on the cloudy afternoon, but I still managed to see her excited grin. She spoke out in a soft, yet fun tone "You ready to open your present?". I replied to her sarcastically "You ready for me to get mad at you for even getting me a present?" I smiled and she laughed while saying "Shut up you big idiot, here!" she grabbed a small object wrapped in old paper hidden on her lap and placed it on the table. "Happy Birthday, Dwight." my sister said with a heartfelt gesture. I looked at the rectangular gift roughly slide across the table with a push from Aliza. She gave me a pleading face and said "I really hope you like it.. If you don't please just tell me and I'll give it back to the guy I got it from at Refugee Pointe, okay? I just.. I really don't want you to be unhappy with it. Alright?.." I laughed and rocketed back a reply to calm her nerves. "Aliza relax, okay?" I placed one hand on the gift and looked at her roguishly "And if it is a bad gift I'm not going to tell you, I'll just .. Cut off all of your hair in your sleep - Actually that might just be a better gift than the one you're getting me if you want to see me really happy." We laughed. She looked at me with a faint smile again after taking a sip of her cup of water sitting to the side of her. "Well.. Go on then, open it." So with that command from her I placed my other hand down on the object and began unwrapping the old paper off of it, and I have to admit I was pretty intrigued to see what my sister had gotten me for my twenty-fourth birthday.

As I tore off the last few layers of paper, I realized that I held a brand new leather journal in my hands. A big grin formed on my face and I stood up to walk over to my sister to thank her for the gift. I grabbed her and hugged her tightly as she squirmed around in my arms so that she could still breath. "Haha, I take it you like it?" she said with a surprised yet happy look about her face. I took my arms off her and picked the book back up to examine it in closer detail with the candle light. "Aliza you know how long I've wanted a new journal after I lost my old one. I absolutely love this! Seriously, when I'm not fixing the garden or chopping firewood you know I'll be writing stuff in this thing, it's probably the most perfect gift I've gotten since mom gave me that bicycle on my thirteenth birthday." She looked at me with a grin "How old was I when she gave you that? I barely remember it." I tried to remember in my head and replied "Well we were still living in Elwynn Forest back then so you had to be at least five.. You don't remember that?" "No", she replied. "..Do you think I don't remember that because of what happened to me?" she asked with a downcast look so I tried to comfort her. "I'm not sure, we still don't know how much it affected your memory, sweetpea. - But don't worry, Elwynn was so much of a bore you'd probably not want to remember it anyway." I told her with a faint, almost fake smile on my face.

We cleaned up the table that afternoon and went outside after blowing out the candles. Our house is pretty small with only one bedroom that Aliza and I have to share upstairs and a dinning room / kitchen as our downstairs. We sat on the porch outside and looked up at the sky where we could tell it was about to rain. "Dwight... I know it's a stupid question for a sixteen year old to ask..", Aliza started saying. "But do you ever think we'll see mom and dad again?", she asked while looking at the sky, her hands on the wooden railing of the porch. I stood just a foot behind her and replied with an absent look on my face. "..Maybe. They're out there somewhere, Aliza. We just have to find them." She looked at me and said in a confident but almost confused tone "Well that's why I can't wait much longer to get go up north into Hillsbrad before winter hits. We've gotten this far, if we can just push it a little further we'll find out if they're really there.. Do you think they will be?" I sighed and looked at her before saying "We were given information on their location a couple months ago, so it's hard to say if they're still going to be locked up there, but it's our only lead and we have no other choice than to follow it. I hope they're up there, Aliza.. But you know we can't really put too much faith in this." She looked back at the clouds with a disappointed face "I know." she said. I walked up beside her and looked up with her. "I wish you hadn't have come with me to look for them. We've been through so much ever since we've started.. We're never going to be able to return to a normal life after we're finished." She looked to the ground. "I think we can. We've done horrible things, yes - but it was only in the name of survival. This is a dangerous world and all we did was adapt to it. I'm happy I came with you instead of staying with uncle Mark. It's made me strong - It's made me who I am today and I'm proud of myself." I said to her "I just wish you didn't have to grow up so fast." she replied quickly "I was already more mature than a lot of the family thought, don't worry about it. I knew about the world, and just how messed up the people in it can be. I just never thought I'd have to experience it and find ways to deal with it. I mean for the longest time I heard these awful stories of rape and murder and bandits and orcs, but I never had it happen to me or anyone around me.. Then I began to feel like it -couldn't- happen to me. But it's whatever, you know? Don't make yourself feel guilty as if you're the one who took away my childhood, Dwight. It was my decision to look for mom and dad with you and I'm still happy I did." I flashed her a smile. "I'm beginning to think today might be your twenty-fourth birthday judging by the things you're telling me." I yawned and looked at the grassy fields with looming dark clouds above it and mountains all around us. "We're leaving before winter, okay? It's somewhere in the middle of autumn right now so we'll probably get the last of our crops before the first frost and then we'll head out to Refuge Pointe as our first checkpoint along the way." We turned our heads to look at each other. "We never really discussed this, but I think it's important enough to ask.. Are we going to kill the person who took our parents?" Aliza asked me darkly. "Of course.", I replied with a glowering expression "I'm not letting them get away with this."

https://www.fictionpress.com/s/3222359/1/A-Serious-Man

Please read my story and maybe give some reviews. I've put a lot of thought into this and I want to continue it.

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"America is a land of freedom!!11!!"

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[bottles up feelings and lets them age for 10 years like a fine wine]

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RT

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We were all thinking it.

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Remembrances: In which Bolin gets boobs.

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You’re not trying for Korra. You’re not going up to bat for my girl or her team, and I’m frankly ticked off about it. You’ve rescheduled her. You’ve lost viewership in an age of DVR and viewers watching online (something you expected and still somehow punished her for). Episodes from her third season get leaked and you freak out. You release too many episodes at once with next to no time for advertising. Then, you pull her down with no notice or explanation. Then somewhere in that fuck-nado you cut Korra’s budget so the team has one less episode to tell her story. We have to devote an entire episode to this clip BS because you don’t know what to do with her.

- Carrie Tupper writing for The Mary Sue, “Thoughts on The Legend of Korra‘s ‘Remembrances’ and What it Means For Nickelodeon & the Future of the Show” (via themarysue)

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Warped tour

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