The last few days (or was it weeks? He hadn't bothered distinguishing one day from the next.) seemed to go by in a flurry of new sights, textures, and plenty of delectable sounds. The number of things that still remained to be examined by a curious touch, or heard by a wobbly ear firmly pressed against it, seemed limitless. And so, his wanderlust ( Read more... )

Nehaalista stood back and admired her handiwork. Warsong Gulch lay spread out before her, each piece carefully and slowly laid in from memory. She was a little hazy where exactly one side of the gulch turned into the Barrens, but that was neither here nor there. The fact was it was big enough to move in, and that was all that mattered ( Read more... )

Cowabunga was little less depressed, mostly thanks to his chat with Kang, and had wandered down to to the vehicle bays. He looked around, noting interesting things about each ship, untile he stopped a fair distance away into the room. There, nestled inbetween a jet and a flying saucer, were a Turbo-Charged Flying Machine and a Mechano-Hog, bearing ( Read more... )

Nehaalista had felt fairly satisfied that the other three had agreed to speaking (somewhat) peacefully. She did, naturally, harbor doubt about the Death Knight, but that could be rectified easily if that odious, hideous elf chose to bring her weapon ( Read more... )

In light of her run-in with that odious, terrible, frustrating the Death Knight and the Tauren, Nehaalista had chosen to retreat to the sensoriums. While it still baffled her a bit, it was there she could call up Tuurem, as she'd known it, before the Horde, before her own training had led her family to the city ( Read more... )

Nehaalista was just where she'd promised she'd be. Most days she spent were on the Observation Deck, watching the Bleed go by much the same way she'd watched it pass on the Exodar before the crash. Back then, however, she'd also been occupied with proper duties, and proper training. And family ( Read more... )

Zuko's in a hurry on his way to the forge. The sooner he has real swords, the sooner he can get back to training ( Read more... )

The fights had taken their toll; she was missing a chunk of one ear, but she was mostly recovered and was now sitting in one of the Sensoriums with a small knife, mortar and pestle, and several potted plants ( Read more... )

The setting was the fields around Risembool. It was a nice day, perfect weather.

And then, quite without warning a cardboard cutout representation of a Ohm in mid-slice popped up.

kree krick freen JOWN ZWWEEEEEE!

With a resounding brrzack of discharged energy, the target exploded as more targets started to pop up. The weapon discharged three ( Read more... )

Morale was high, and everyone had their share of fun, but now it was time to part ways with Zokez II.

As everyone made their way back to the spaceport to be picked up, they could see the Obs Deck waiting for them with ramp open, and large tendrils eagerly moving vehicles and cargo back aboard.

It's about time to say goodbye to this planet...but fate ( Read more... )