Don't talk to strangers who smile
WHO: pandablade and speedofnaked
WHERE: THAT EVIL CHURCH IN THE PARK
WHEN: Idk? Saturday? Friday? Somewhere around there
WARNINGS: Illidan is creepy. We know this
SUMMARY: This is Illidan doing what he does best. Creeping on people with magic
FORMAT: whatever goes!
He waited. In the dark of his castle, he lurked, waiting for the first visitor to come. The castle when he'd arrived had been in muich better condition, although that had likely been due to the heavy layers of ice that permeated every level but the area he'd taken as his. When the scourge had been removed from this land, there had only been heat, and the ice had melted away, leaving cracks that had once been almost invisible in the stone to be large, and the once white stones were now scorched black. Flames were controlled on the sides of the building, sretching high to the ceiling, and Illidan sat at the end of the long stretch to the altar. Languid, and waiting for whom he expected to be the young girl who spoke of "love".
WHERE: THAT EVIL CHURCH IN THE PARK
WHEN: Idk? Saturday? Friday? Somewhere around there
WARNINGS: Illidan is creepy. We know this
SUMMARY: This is Illidan doing what he does best. Creeping on people with magic
FORMAT: whatever goes!
He waited. In the dark of his castle, he lurked, waiting for the first visitor to come. The castle when he'd arrived had been in muich better condition, although that had likely been due to the heavy layers of ice that permeated every level but the area he'd taken as his. When the scourge had been removed from this land, there had only been heat, and the ice had melted away, leaving cracks that had once been almost invisible in the stone to be large, and the once white stones were now scorched black. Flames were controlled on the sides of the building, sretching high to the ceiling, and Illidan sat at the end of the long stretch to the altar. Languid, and waiting for whom he expected to be the young girl who spoke of "love".