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Imagine if you were ERPing and accidentally sent it to your raid leader or some random person on your Battletag.

Better idea: What if you accidentally posted it in Guild Chat.

and your raid leader was a little shit and cut and pasted it onto a Word Document and read it out loud in vent on raid night.

it’s happened where i typed it into gchat before. that was fun to explain.

Also fun is accidentally MTing it to your friend, who is a married Christian father of 8.


This spectacular white building is called Wat Rong Khun or The White Temple. It’s a Buddhist temple located in Northern Thailand just outside the city of Chiang Rai. Designed by Thai visual artist Chalermchai Kositpipat in 1997, The White Temple is an awesome blend of traditional Thai architecture and both beautiful and grotesque surreal elements. It’s as much a work of art as it is a building devoted to learning and meditation.

"To reach the temple you have to walk over a bridge over a moat filled with innumerable sculptures of out-reaching arms, apparently symbolizing desire. Once inside, you will be greeted not by traditional Buddha life scenarios but by contemporary scenes and icons of popular culture. Instead of paintings of heroes fighting demons, the artist decided to take contemporary manifestations of good and evil and put it into a Buddhist context. Murals of Batman, Superman, Predator and even Keanu Reeves as Neo from The Matrix are seen in the interior."

Although it’s already an incredibly impressive sight, Wat Rong Khun is still a work in progress. The temple sits on 3 acres of property that will eventually include a phra ubosot (prayer room), pagoda, hermitage, crematorium, monastery hall, preaching hall, museum, pavilion and rest room facilities.

[via Amusing Planet and All Day Chic]

Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. Who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. Fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love.
(via philosophicallyincorrect)

(Source: stay-impure)

The Phylactery - Google Docs


(( Instead of posting this monster of a story (9,843 words) in its entirety, I am sharing the Google Docs link for everyone who wishes to read it. Solarine Fairlight and Jadoth Bloodreign are on a super important mission, in a follow-up to Solarine’s mission to take out the renegade Lich, Felderin An’diel, two years and a few months ago. Have an excerpt to hook you into reading more…))

Early Tuesday morning, the third week of April, Solarine Fairlight found herself once again navigating the labyrinthine passageways of the Undercity. Instead of celebrating Noblegarden with her friends, she was embarking upon an important mission on behalf of Silvermoon. The reason for this mission was one that the Knight-Priestess had dearly wished to avoid, and given her current state of health, she was unsure it was wise to even undertake it. There was nobody else familiar enough with the details, however, and she did not wish to let the rest of the regiment down. If Julian disapproved of her actions, he could take it up with her when she returned.

    Magister Felderin An’diel was on the loose again, or so the Magistry feared. The Lich was a renegade traitor, whom Solarine and the regiment of Forsaken and other Sin’dorei had been sent to capture or kill more than two years earlier. That time, there had been two Magisters with him, one willing and one unwilling. Magister Amberlight had been a traitor just like An’diel, and had been summarily executed not long after it was determined that no coercion or mind-altering magics or substances had been used to guarantee his compliance. Solarine still felt a twinge of guilt over having been the man’s student, even it had been many decades prior to his ultimate betrayal.

    Magister Illeyna Winterwind, the other one who had been in the Lich’s mansion, had nearly perished from her ordeal. The Lich and Magister Amberlight had apparently been experimenting with the use of necromantic runes to attempt to gain control of a still-living subject. Their attempts had been only partially successful, as Magister Winterwind was extremely strong-willed and had resisted through use of spellwork of her own. Solarine was immeasurably glad for this, despite the other woman’s suffering, because it set the traitors’ research back and prevented them from moving on to other, less-compliant subjects.

    She hoped that there truly had been no other subjects. They had searched the mansion as thoroughly as possible before leaving, in an attempt to locate the Lich’s phylactery. But, given the injuries sustained by the regiment’s members in addition to the increasing likelihood of Magister Amberlight regaining enough power to attempt escape, they had been unable to search the entire grounds as thoroughly as they should have.


    What if they had, indeed, missed something important? The question weighed heavily on Solarine’s mind as she navigated her way toward the same briefing room to which she had been guided two years prior. As far as she knew, the same company of people was being used for this follow-up mission, likely because they already knew what they were up against and what they might be looking for.

    Solarine wondered who would replace Arcanist Embermorn and the Forsaken soldiers MacQuarrie and Lynch. Brave young Lynch, who would never be forgotten, at least by one young Elven Priestess. She had scattered his ashes in a beautiful location in northern Hillsbrad, near where the young man and his family had once tended their farm. She hoped that his spirit was happy now, wherever it was.

(( Read more in the link! Enjoy! ))

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