(Happy Birthday to the) Dust Devils - 4 whole years of action adventure!

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Seems like there’s more villains crawling out of the woodwork every damn day.
I remember when it was just the Alliance we had to worry about.
Then the came Scourge; then the Legion; then the Old Gods.
You know, the big boys. The A-Listers. The one’s everybody’s heard of.
But they weren’t the only fellas taking a swing at world domination. No sir.
The Velvet Glove. Serenity Falls. The Joy Division. Mixie’s Carnevil.
You might not have heard of them - but they’ve heard of you. And they’re coming.
Because while everyone scurries to the frontlines, to take out N’zoth; so nobody’s paying attention to these guys. Nobody’s taking 'em seriously. And that’s how they like it.
That’s how they win.
Let 'em go unnoticed. Unbothered; unfought. Let 'em plan, and scheme, and build - and strike. Suddenly, without warning, while our back is turned.
And because we weren’t prepared to fight them; because our attention was elsewhere?
We’ve handed ourselves over on a silver platter.
Well, I’m not doing it. I’m not giving myself to these creeps with an apple in my mouth, ready for a roasting.
So while everyone else focuses on the main event; we deal with the equally deadly sideshows.
Because if we don’t - then nobody else will.

HI ARGENT DAWN

Well this thread might have been quiet, but WE sure haven’t!

In fact, since my last post here, yours truly has run not one, but TWO role play campaigns -and is currently preparing for a third!

We’ve saved the wish granting Seven Sigils from the forces of evil; we’ve snatched the keys to the lost vault of Dunbarr the Golden from the clutches of doom - and now, we’re off on our most desperate adventure so far, to prevent the world splitting End Stones falling into the hands of our most diabolical nemesis yet!

Want to tag along with us, be a hero, and maybe get paid in the process?!

Give me a poke any time gamers; because with so many badguys out there, Azeroth needs all the help it can get!

Peace! <3

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Been with the Dust Devils about a week now and I am absolutely loving it! The events are action packed and creative, no character is ever overshadowed! And if that’s not quite enough for you, Kaity is as quirky as they come IC. Don’t believe me? Find her IC and find out!

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A brand new crew!
With brand new adventures!
Foiling the diabolical schemes of the same old villains!

From the Joy Division plotting to detonate a NUKULAR submarine in the very heart of Durotar!
To Serenity Falls attempting to resurrect the deadliest predators ever to stalk the face of Azeroth!
To even rogue Horde General Ironside scheming to start a FIFTH world war!
They may not be the A-List evildoers; we may not be the A-List heroes, but even so, the daring do-gooders of the Dust Devils have seen (and stopped!) it all!
Alas, no time to savour our victories, for the forces of evil never rest; but luckily, neither do we!
Whether it emerges in the peaks of Northrend or the lowest swamps of sorrows; whether it relies on the highest of tech or the foulest of magics - know that however the badguys strike, so the Dust Devils deploy to strike back, and save the world yet again!

HELLO GAMERS!

Been a while yo! :smiley:

But again; a quiet thread does not mean a quiet guild, no SIR!

Having rounded off our THIRD (third!) RP campaign in almost as many weeks (thanks to everyone who attended - you know who you are! <3), we’re back on our solo adventures; but even though they’re smaller in numbers, that doesn’t mean they’re smaller in scale! No sir!

From preventing NUKULAR armageddon to ending the outbreak of World War Five, the Dust Devils are busy saving the world so you don’t have to - UNLESS, of course, you seek to join us in our wacky and wildly irresponsible adventures!?

Which you totally should - we’re ALWAYS recruiting, and happy to bring anyone along! We’ve recently had a small uptick in members, and they assure me they’re loving every minute!

Is their feedback genuine?! Or was it given under the most extreme duress?! Who knows - I’ll certainly deny the latter in a court of law!

BUT!

If high fantasy action-adventure on the weirder side of the WOW lore is your cup of tea; why not give us a try! We can’t promise a refund, but we CAN promise a good time!!

See you on the servers, AD!

Peace! <3

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I’m now the SckrinkSlayer! :sunglasses:

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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN; BOYS AND GIRLS!
HAVE WE GOT A SPECIAL TREAT FOR YOU TONIGHT!
Inside our circus of the strange awaits a GHASTLY concoction of DIABOLICAL DELIGHTS!
A cacophony of Geeks, FREAKS and PHANSTASM beyond compare!
You’ll be astonished; astounded and amazed - as you behold the BIZARRE and the BREATHTAKING!
From death-defying acts that teeter upon the VERY BRINK of doom - to the misshapen monsters of your most twisted night terrors!
Your every wish is their command; your every whimsical desire bought to life!
Leave the mundane world behind; and prepare to PUNGE into our FESTIVAL of the FANTASTICAL - for no one who enters remains unchanged!
STEP THIS WAY; it’s already too late to turn back…

A bustling lumbermill; suddenly abandoned!
A wandering grunt; devoid of his memories!
And the maniacal mutants of Mixie’s Carnevil; returned from the shadows once more!
Can the Dust Devils defeat our most spine-tingling supervillains yet?!
Or will all of Kalimdor be forced to perform forever under Mad Mixie’s Big Top Tent?!
You’ll just have to frequent a forum near you to find out…Only on the Dust Devils (re)animated adventures!

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But for now you’re… Ice Devils, my friend.

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“My faithful! Warriors of the New Order!
This world; this AZEROTH…is a DISGRACE!”
The Kommandant smirked; eyeing with smug satisfaction as the glittering ranks of green armoured soldiers threw their arms up in salute, roaring their full throttled approval of her every word.
“The Banshee Queen; abandoned us. The Horde; betrayed us - and the ALLIANCE?!”
The crowd booed and hissed; louder, with ever greater venom as each figure of hate was verbally thrown before them, like sheep to a flock of baying wolves.
“Is it any WONDER, my friends, that our people are AIMLESS, scattered - and WEAK?!”
The Kommandant slammed her fists down onto the podium; all the better to punctuate her seething rage. The masses bought it; reflecting her hatred right back to her.
“And WHAT do the supposed LEADERS of our people do?! The POLITICANS and the CLERGY?! What solution do they offer?!”
“NONE!”
The crowd chants back to her. She smiles, feigning modesty, as she allows them to confirm exactly her own prejudices.
“Right you are, brothers and sisters - RIGHT YOU ARE! None. They scurry, and make merry with the ENEMY, putting petty AFFECTION TO THE WORGEN over the SURVIVAL of THEIR OWN! BUT WE, MY FRIENDS; We SHALL NOT falter as they have!”
The crowd’s seething roar was by now, utterly deafening. Even bellowing into a microphone, her voice amplified by speakers, the Kommandant had to wait a few moments, for the crescendo to die down.
“The Horde; my friends, is sick. And we, WE are the CURE! No amount of diplomacy or force can right our path now; no amount of goodwill can correct the ERRORS of the recent past! Only a complete, and total RESET, with US at the helm, can UNDO them COMPLETELY!”
More cheering; more chanting. Some of the assembled soldiers burst into rapturous applause; others bellowed their war cries; one or two erupted in song.
“SOLDIERS OF THE NEW ORDER! IT IS TIME, FOR A NEW BEGINNING! A FRESH START - YEAR ZERO!”
Even the roof of the gargantuan building containing this fearsome rally shook now; the framework around the colossal mechanical device fixated to the roof began to shudder in rhythm with the ear splitting thud of boots stomping against the ground.
“IN THREE DAYS, THE WEAPON SHALL BE READY TO FIRE! IN THREE DAYS; KALIMDOR SHALL BE WIPED CLEAN - AND IN THREE DAYS, WE SHALL EMERGE SUPREME!”
The Kommandant paused; throwing her hands skyward, bellowing her war cry to the heavens.
“ALL HAIL THE ADJUTANT!”.

Year Zero.

A weapon to erase the memories of every last man, woman and child in Kalimdor.

In three days, it fires.

Unless we stop it.

And we will.

Because we must.

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History has proven but one thing. Evil will always persevere and it can never truly be culled from our world. And much like the Legion, the Scourge and yes, the Old Gods there are others whose names to not appear in our tomes and publications. The likes of the Carnevil, the Velvet Glove and even the Joy Division. Yet there threats impose fates worse than death, and they must be answered and combated. Those to answer that very call, to rise against insurmountable odds are none other than the Dust Devils and their Honorable allies, the thankless saviours of our world, the do gooders who will repel every wave of villainy sent their way!

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Nice one !

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The Year Zero machine; mangled!
The Necrophage; negated!
And the portal above the Delirium; dissolved!
Three sinister schemes to enslave the good peoples of Azeroth thwarted once and for all thanks to the death defying do-gooding of the Dust Devils and their allies!
AND YET! While we might enjoy a hard earned drink after a whole year of continuous battle against the forces of evil, we’ve no time to get comfy - for while one villain’s schemes lay in ruins, another’s are only just beginning!
Who knows where they’ll strike next; or what devilish device they’ll deploy to obtain their diabolical domination over all of Hordekind?!?!
Luckily for you, you’re in the one place to find out - stay tuned, Azeroth!

WELL WELL WELL !

A day late, BUT! Happy birthday to me, and happy birthday to the Dust Devils!

That’s right folks; we’ve been action adventuring our way across Azeroth for a WHOLE YEAR now! A big birthday bash is in order!

From humble beginnings in our VERY FIRST event, “A town called Hell”, where just two of us rushed to prevent the evil Amber McTavish from unlocking the power needed to become the most fearsome Firelord in town: to our very latest, “Under pressure”, where a whole battalion of our allies battled to block the vicious Velvet Glove from blasting Borean Tundra to bits! We’ve vanquished more villains, decimated more doomsday devices and cancelled more catastrophies than you could shake a stick at!!

From artefact hunting, to search and rescue , to straight up rooting tooting point and shooting! From swamps to snowlands to SPACE, the Dust Devils have been doing it all for 365 days and counting!

A huge shout out to EVERYONE who’s been with us along this journey- whether they’re in the guild, or an ally from elsewhere; we couldn’t have done it without your help!

You’re all high class heroes to me - who knows where Azeroth would be today if it wasn’t for you guys?!

Here’s to another year - don’t worry folks, the villains are just getting started, and so are we!

See you on the field gamers!

Peace! <3

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Happy late birthday Kaity.

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Happy birthday!

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Thank you, thank you; you’re all too kind!! :sob:

And if you’re reading this and considering checking us out, there’s never been a better time to join in; what with our official anniversary event planned to take place tomorrow (or at the time of posting, later today!), at 8:30 realm time!

But frankly, it can’t come soon enough - with flying machines and other mechanical devices crashing and burning all over Azeroth, we’ll need to move as fast as we can to prevent disaster, before the whole world descends back into the dark ages!

Will we find out what’s causing the technological terror?! There’s only one way to find out; see you there, AD!

“You’re a brilliant apothecary, Krankshauft; but you’re not a god. It would do well for us all to remember that”
The inspector rose; preparing himself to leave, having heard quite enough of the woman’s proposals for one evening.
“I never claimed to be one, Inspector; but surely you must understand my plight; our plight, the plight that scours all Forsaken-!”
“Oh I understand it quite well, Doctor”
He replied, calmly, nodding to his staff, who already moved to ready his coat, and open the great doors behind him.
“We all succumb to the rot in the end. I too have lost loved ones to the madness. But what you propose is no cure, Doctor; and it is certainly not a third chance at life. Frankly, I find it more of a second tomb”
The distaste in his voice was evident now; more than reflected in his dismayed facial expression. Wrapping himself up in his outer layers to protect against the bitter cold awaiting outside, he threw one final, firm nod towards Dr Krankshauft, intending to speak his final words to her.
“Good day, Doctor. I wish you all the bes-”
“YOU CONDEM ME TO DIE!”
She interrupted; violently leaning forwards in her chair - the byzantine array of devices and wires festooned about her back straining with the sudden movement.
“You condemn OUR PEOPLE T-!”
“Do not presume to know what I wish for our people, Doctor! But I certainly wish far better for them than-!”
He huffed, his flickering upwards; grimacing at the sight of something unseen, tucked away in an alcove at the opposite end of the room.
“Than this…”
Without a further word, the Inspector turned curtly, and began his march out of the building; his assistants sharp on his heels, as the door to the conference chamber slammed firmly behind them.
Furious, Krankshauft fell back into her chair - releasing a rattling wheeze, as she pressed a curious mask to her face, inhaling deeply; tufts of blue smoke erupting from the venting at either side.
“Begin the operation”.
She commanded; waving a gnarled hand to her left.
“B-but Doctor, with all due respect, you heard the Inspector-”
“Yes, but I shall not bow to him! My fate shall be determined by mightier powers - I’ve given the command. BEGIN!”
Hurried footsteps rushed into the darkness, as Krankshauft impatiently took another breath from her mask.
She would find the cure to her ailment - and no force on Azeroth now could prevent her.

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Can’t wait to raid some more tombs and bust even more ghosts again!

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Mechanical mayhem!
Cursed coinage!
Brain-eating bugs!
Just a pick of the plethora of petrifying perils that faced down the Dust Devils in the last week alone; but all of them we barely survived!
And yet! Although we were able to overcome the vicious villains behind these sinister schemes - from the avaricious apparition hexing Orgrimmar’s gold supply, to the diabolical Doctor Hausengeist who’d unleashed the swarm upon her own underlings - who knows what ne’er-do-wells we’ll be up against next, and what malignant mayhem they’ll unleash to bring the Horde to its knees?!
Perhaps our deadliest adventure yet is just around the corner - but whatever happens, you’ll be able to catch it all in the Dust Devils Animated Adventures, coming soon to a forum near YOU!

…God I wish I could actually afford for us to have a cartoon show. It’d be some prime time Saturday morning television, I’ll tell you that much!

But yes!

Kaitylinn might be undead - but her crew is very much alive and kicking, with an influx of new members, and an abundance of action adventure!

But alas, that B-List of badguys just keeps getting bigger too; as well as the old favourites, like the Velvet Glove, we’ve now got some state of the art agitators, like Doctor Hausengiest - and her mysterious master, lusting for life eternal!

(Please help I was bitten by a strange bug on a walk through the woods and now I can’t stop using alliteration in my forum posts)

Looks like the race is on - as the villain’s numbers swell in size, we’ll just have to rise to beat them! Want to help us out, and defile their dreams of world domination?! You know where to find us!

Peace, gamers!

(please I really cant stop using alliteration it’s becoming a serious issue

“I REPEAT, THIS IS CAPTAIN JACKBONES OF THE SKYTITAN, REQUESTING IMMEDIATE ASSITANCE! THE EXPEDITIONARY FORCE…VANISHED…SHIELDS DOWN…BREAKING THROUGH! WARSONG, DO YOU COPY?! VENOMSPITE; DO YOU COPY - DOES ANYONE COPY, COME IN; COME IN!!”

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Iltern gives the Dust Devils two parasites up!

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Defiling the dream devouring demons digging into the darkest depths of our-!

No! No more alliteration.

I’m done, okay, I’m a free man now.

An experimental Horde airship; tumbling through the cracks of space and time, but now returned to Azeroth - having ventured through the realm of chaos itself!
Visions of a terrible future; where evil reigns supreme and Orgrimmar is reduced to rubble - suddenly melting into a lavish garden of Eden, where nothing is quite as it seems!
And false awakening; for a classic Dust Devils adventure turned out to be a dream within a dream!
Behind it all, our newest enemies; the dastardly Dreamgrifters - vicious parasites, who latch onto their hosts, and grow fat and full on their nightmares!
Squirming their way across Azeroth, infesting every nook and cranny - it looks like it’s up to the Dust Devils to squash the invasion, before more innocents are devoured by the swarm!

Don’t believe anything you see before your eyes, Argent Dawn - it could all be a dream!

Attaching themselves to your neck, and biting down hard, the Dreamgrifters enhance your every emotion - leaving you trapped within layers upon layers of dreams, that you’re unable to escape! And all the while, they feast upon you!

First encountering them within the aforementioned airship -an ungodly combination of goblin and draenei technology-, the Dreamgrifters had managed to worm their way into the great engine itself, turning it into a living parasite, engorging itself on the dreams of the crew!

The Dust Devils managed to knock that abomination out of the sky; only to accidentally bring the Dreamgrifters home with them! Sneaking into our bags, hiding themselves in the folds of our robes, the bugs imprisoned us into a deep slumber, and an intricate dream sequence we had to battle our way out of!

‘Waking up’ from the first two dreams, however, where the bugs cleverly manifested as our darkest fears and closest loved ones, proved to be a false start - for only too late did we realise we’d woken into a THIRD dream, where we were forced to destroy a giant, swollen manifestation of the parasites themselves!

It took all of our imagination to do it, but we finally shot up, finally awake in the real world - surrounded by a few curious onlookers, and the dried up remains of the Dreamgrifters scattered around us!

But that can’t be the last that we’ve seen of them; who knows how many more are still out there, lying in wait - ready to leap out and feast upon YOU?!

Stay frosty, Argent Dawn - and double check your pockets, in case a parasite is hitching a ride to your home!!

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Hey you, you’re

Good chaps here in DD.

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“With regret we failed to obtain the- g-garkg?!?!”
The Kommandant’s eyes immediately widened in horror; he spluttered, as an invisible force wrapped itself around his throat - before his neck gave way, with a gut-wrenching snap. A moment’s silence; then a sudden, clattering thud as his green armoured corpse impacted against the furthest wall.
“Apology accepted, Kommandant”
The shadowed woman boomed; an enlarged depiction of her figure projected into the chamber by a byzantine mixture of arcane magics, and a series of small, flickering lights installed at various points along the ceiling. Goblin technology, reverse engineered for the cause.
The image shifted like a candle in wind, as the woman reclined backwards. deeper into her throne; one claw like hand digging into the ornate decoration carved into the armrests, whilst the other tensed around an elaborate wine glass. This, combined with the twitching of her mouth, upwards into a snarl, revealed the depths of her temper.
“L-Lord Executor, if I may-”
One of the assembled officers spoke aloud; only to be immediately silenced by a sideward glance from one of her compatriots. Biting down on her tongue, she immediately lowered her gaze, bracing for the wrath that would surely befall her.
“How…”
The vast figure spoke at last; her voice amplified by speakers buried into the walls.
“How do they keep defeating us? These; ruffians…these vagabonds, these AMATEURS?!”
The building trembled with the rising of the Lord Executor’s voice; her officers flinched as she stood - raising herself to full height, her projected image towering over them, emphasising her status as master of the New Order.
“Time, and TIME again; at every turn, they arrive to stand against us! No matter where we go, no matter how we STRIKE - at the Year Zero machine, at the Necrophage, and AGAIN at Tirisfal; those RODENTS are ALWAYS there to DEFILE us!”
A distant shattering of glass; the Lord Executor hurled her drink across the room in a fit of frustration. One of the officers ducked at the sound; though the event occurred many miles below him. None dared to smirk at his misplaced panic.
“A FARM GIRL, and a handful of MISCREANTS; against US!? Against the might of the New Order!? We are ARMED, we are ARMOURED; our numbers are LEGION - and YET!”
“W-with respect, Lord Executor-!”
“WHAT?!”
The figure snarled; her fury emphasised by a wave of furious spittle - only the small mercy that her image was merely projected saved the officers from being totally smothered.
“I believe they overcome our forces so easily because they discover where we plan to strike, and are able to react on their own terms - deploying covertly to catch us off guard. We are militarised; fighting logically, as an army, whilst they retaliate asymmetrically, using foul ploys and deceits to best us. Moreover, their numbers rise - and they increasingly alert the Horde itself to our plans…”
The General stood, straight backed; mustering much of his training, and all of his courage, not to wither in the face of his furious overlord.
“Our attacks have become predictable to them. They know how we fight, and have ample experience by now in how best to defeat us. I…”
Finally; a moment’s hesitation. The General could not bring himself to offer a suggestion to the Lord Executor at the best of times without prompting - especially not when her rage was such as this.
“You-?!”
The woman spat back; offering him an opening, which he cautiously undertook.
“I…suggest, humbly, Lord Executor, that it is time to turn the tables. Catch -them- off guard. Fight, dare I say, my Lord, on their own terms; low as they are. Think like our enemy, in order to destroy them. Fight not as an army, but as…the Dust Devils”.
If he still had a heart, it would be pounding in his chest as he spoke that accursed title to his master; alas, undeath had left his chest bereft of most vital organs.
A long, terrifying moment passed; the Lord Executor’s expression unreadable, as she pondered his words…
“Fight…as our enemies do…in order to destroy them…”
The Lord Executor repeated, deep in thought; her rotten tongue running across her gums.
“Yes…it is about time we played their motely games against them…”
Sinking back into her chair; her hands folded together, the monstrous woman fell silent - before uttering her command.
“Awaken the Hexentor. We shall strike them everywhere at once…”

Yesterday, we hit the New Order.

Today, the New Order strikes back…

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Spoilers! <3

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