Dolly

((Lol thanks for adding the translation after I spend 20 minutes deciphering your blah :P )) Furious stomping and throaty roars can be heard as Thunk'Ugluk makes his approval known.

Yep I read it when you first posted it and I think pok sent me some of those threads when i first joined. I'm glad to see them all consolidated into one thing though. It makes it a lot easier to find and I'll definitely take a look thru them again.

You never know, might get more fe-orcs to join. Not much else for them to do besides make babies, but I suppose that's their purpose lol

Well I never asked permission from her mate oocly to have a son and she wasn't ever pregnant. I actually mentioned him once or twice in rp though as her sister's cub (Keesha's mother was related to Pok) so I considered him an ugluk by blood.

Well... not all the perma-killers are quitting. I did perma-kill my orc but not because I thought Orc-RP was dying... because I wanted to play a male orc instead :P (Fe-Orcs are no fun. Besides, only like 3 people knew Kee'sha ICly and two of those three are dead now lol) And so was born, Thunk'Ugluk. I just haven't been able to RP in like two weeks cuz my computer's been dead :( But anyways, what I love about Orcs. - The Community Had to be first, out of every other race - Orcs take the cake for most awesome player-base - Culture & Lore I could write ten posts on how much I love the orc culture and lore. It was what originally made me apply for an orc back in Asulon. I'm sure some could argue, but honestly how much background and history orc's had as a race was what made it a very easy transition from Mori (Who had like a whole wiki of lore o.o) or Draenei before that back on WoW (Who have several hundreds of thousands of years of lore). I guess I just like races that force me to do a lot of reading ^^ - San'Orka I never got to RP there, but this has to be one of the most beautiful Orcish builds I've ever seen. I actually lived there for three days when I was a newb orc before Gooms told me the orcs had moved to Gronkkston months ago. I would love to find a reason to RP there... with other people, not just myself >.< - The Blah And I just had to throw the blah in here too, even though everyone says I'm the only orc to ever make the blah look stupid-er (If that's even possible) I still love it :) So those are my reasons, hopefully we can get everyone spinning again by the time my new computer gets here. :D

If you ask the orcs, I'm almost positive they'd be down for it. I'll message you with the nation leader.

Wow! Thank you so much Darrian! I can't actually believe I won, there were so many great ideas! :D No matter what I just know 4.0 is going to be awesome :D -- oh and thank you Shiftnative if you see this, I never would have even posted if you hadn't told me it was just drawing a diagram. I'm can't build a minecraft map in creative at all >.< my doors are always off center

I just had to say that I'm above stereotypes and did not RP a pregnant fe-Orc. :P

Don't laugh, but I couldn't find one bad thing said about you Ever. ^^ Congratulations, the people love you. ...you bribed them >.> didn't you?

Yeah she's gone... Lol sorry for the confusion))

(Written on my iPad so plz excuse the typos and autocorrects in advance ^^) A cold wind swept over the dunes as Keesha'Ugluk made her way through the deserts near San'Orka. She carried nothing but a large stone axe that drug behind her, leaving a slithering trail in the sand. The fe-Orc was certainly no shaman, but she felt as if she were drawn here by a spiritual presence. The only question was, why? The desert remained silent almost as if in response as she came to a halt, blood red eyes trailing up towards the full moon overhead. There had been a full moon that night as well, the last time she had found herself in these deserts. She could still remember the shame and dishonor, the day the Grandmothers cast her into the wastes... Feeling she was to weak to be of any use to the clan. Perhaps she was, but her wits had guided her safely to Gronkkston when at last she had almost given up. Not many knew of the dangers that lay in wait under the sands until the moon had reached the full of its peak, but Keesha remembered all too well. Death... It was here in these dead wastes that the corpses of fallen orcs, whether in honorable combat or starvation as an outcast, would rise to meet the silvery beams of night. And then it came, the sound of old bone and crumbling armor that quickly reached the fe-orc's pointed ears. She crouched down low as she raised her axe in response, ready to meet the corpses of her past brethren with tusk and blade. Was this why she felt called here, to redeem her honor? She would never get her answer as a hooked arrow sliced through the thin leather between her shoulder guard and chest plate. A pained roar ripped from her lips as she charged towards the bits of animated bone and flesh. Her axe came up swiftly from under the abomination's rib cage, scattering dusty remains across the sands. Already five others had sprang up from the earth, retrieving their weapons to put an end to the living. Keesha ripped the arrow from her arm, pulling pieces of flesh with it before plunging it through the skull of the closest zombie. With her free hand, she flung her axe through the chest of another, watching it momentarily as it fell to the ground with a sickening thud. Her shoulder bled profusely as she tried to press her hand against the wound to cut off its flow. Armed with the opportunity from her distraction, one of the corpses caught her in the back with the jagged end of its sword. A red haze blurred Keesha's vision as pain erupted from her back, causing her to stagger to one knee. Three corpses remained and the young fe-Orc felt her strength failing her. "Dis iz it den? Dis bi dah end ub mi?" She whispered quietly to herself. In the moments before death, the fe-Orc felt something she hadn't felt since the Grandmothers cast her from the clan so many years ago... A will to live. Honor be damned. Keesha didn't want to die, honorable or not. She grabbed the ankles of the zombie in front of her as he raised his sword to swing again, ripping them out from under him before knocking him into the brittle skeleton a few feet away. She pushed herself to her feet, her injuries searing up her skin as slowly sunrise began to filter across the empty expanse of desert. Almost immediately the three remaining undead burst into a flaming blaze, their screeches of pain echoing across the dunes with an unearthly sound. Not but a few minutes later only ash remained. Keesha stumbled to grab her axe but her arm had numbed to the point that she couldn't close her fingers around the handle. She tilted her head to see the faint outline of San'Orka in the distance. Despite the injuries she had suffered, she was still an Orc and would be able to make it to a healer in time before she succumbed to the pain. Hope filled the fe-orc's spirit as she pushed her sore joints to trudge along the sands home. (Lol JK, she lives... Jokes on you guys.) Keesha's boot suddenly clicked against a small stone in the sand as the ground beneath her began to shift. With a yell the earth ripped open into a small pit of lava, the loose sands falling into its gaping mouth and taking the young fe-Orc with them. (Or not, I had to be cool like everyone else. /suicide)

MC Name: Dollypopp RP Name: Thunk'Ugluk **Edited^

I liked AA2 but this is a big thumbs up of improvement! :D Great job! You have Dolly's Seal of Approval! +1