“Good evening, Mary!”
Hardly believing what she was seeing, never mind hearing, Mary took a panicked sniff of her beverage, before pinching herself in the leg - just to make sure she wasn’t drunk, or found dreaming. With a flinch; she confirmed herself awake; and the liquor smelled as bad as she remembered. Which is to say; cheap, but alas, not poisoned.
“Oh, you’re in no illusion, Mary. I can see you, and I’m talking to you directly-!”
The flickering woman on the screen continued; her lips curled into a warm, yet somehow disturbing smile - as her eyes locked directly onto Mary’s, never once blinking.
“Bloody hell…”
Mary spoke for the first time; hardly the most eloquent words, but the only ones she could muster in this startled state. Turning the portable MOVE-O-VISION device over in her hands (the latest in an increasingly bizarre lineage of goblin technology, capable of broadcasting moving, if grainy and, thus far, black and white images complete with sounds onto little screens by means of radio signals), she busily studied the thing up and down - checking for any sign of fault, even tampering, figuring this had to be some kind of error, or prank?
“No, no mischief here, Mary. Just me and you, having a face to face conversation! As much as is possible, given the distance”.
Horrified, yet - somehow fascinated, Mary turned the screen back to face her; locking eyes with the woman on the screen once more. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but couldn’t manage much more than a stuttered “I-”, before the televised lady interrupted.
“Ah, there you are again. Now, are you sitting comfortably?”
Every instinct in Mary’s body told her to throw the wretched equipment aside; to crush it underfoot; or hurl it into the fire burning gently to her right, making fuel to alight the dark confines of her bedroom. And yet, somehow, she couldn’t help but-
“Good. Then we’ll begin”.
A blood curdling scream echoed through the night.
Evil manifesting inside the very machines on which we rely!
Monsters erupting from the mountains!
And wild reports of buildings floating on the clouds; annihilating everything before them!
What else could these be but the sinister schemes of Azeroth’s all too persistent B-List badguys; and who else better to stop them than the Dust Dust Devils, alongside anyone else mad or unlucky enough to be dragged along for their adventures?!
We’ve recently come to the end of part two of our quest to thwart a villainous attempt to unleash a monstrous beast buried below the earth, with part 3 coming tomorrow - but apparently we never learned to finish one candybar before opening another, because simultaneously comes a plotline of radio devices and television screens across Azeroth LITERALLY rotting the brains of their audience! Not to mention the apocalyptic Light cultists in the Children of the End unleashing their deadliest doomsday machine yet - floating into the skies above us early in November!
Want to come along and help us fight the good fight?! Come find me any time, I’[ll be happy to have you along for the ride!
See you in game AD!
Peace!