黑暗中的歌声

突然间感觉很糟糕。同人圈综合症发作？
是去看《Year One》还是不看《Year One》，这是一个问题。
和BF同学吵架。讨厌。

昨天被小七抓到了。他说他也许要和Origin的人一起去另外一个服务器重新开始玩山口山，问我来不来。我抚额。
因为小七真的是很温柔的人，才会这样吧。
我却没办法，总是小心眼。因为我永远都不会忘记那些没有经过我允许就离开了的人的事情。(啥)
感情这种事情，被忽悠一次就已经很足够了。

“我和你说啊，在离开游戏的这些日子里面，唯一一个让我真正想念的人是M君。这太TMD奇怪了吧。”
“我一点都不觉得奇怪。”
“是么？”
“你是真的喜欢他。对于其他人，你差不多就是担待着。”
“他有声音好听的优势。”
“R的声音也好听，你却不喜欢他……吧？”
“你忘记了，R不喜欢我。”
“R谁也不喜欢啊。”
“我的论点仍然成立。”

小七AFK了。

嗯……没有什么好说的。

总有一天我们都会离开，而离开之后我们之间便什么都不是。
但我们曾经这样一起战斗过。足够了。

*

To Little Seven:

Thank you for all the time we spent together in that world.

Like I told you once, a day would come when we both have stopped playing, when the bosses and loots no longer hold any meaning. And even on that day, I will still remember the maniacal laughter we shared when we took out the tentacle staves in Ironforge that one early morning. (Because in the end, clearly, it's all about the tentacles.)

Even though departures always sadden me, I am grateful to have met you. I hope the same is true on your end.

Ande'thoras-ethil, my friend.

S.H

Title: Opus Dei
Fandom: World of Warcraft, Burning Crusade
Character: Salandria (of Children's Week fame)
Rating: G
Note: Title means "work of God." No relation to the Catholic Church.

Opus Dei
by Renata Lord (snowlight)

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The Lower City orphans usually travelled in packs. Despite Matron Mercy's best efforts, children from different races never quite mingled completely. The little trolls and orclets had their own natural alliance, while the dwarves and gnomes—shorties, as they were known to the older horde children—looked to loud human kids for a core structure. Draenei and blood elf children mostly kept to themselves, fundamentally foreign to either side.

Salandria was an exception to this rule of thumb. Dressed in a dark red skirt that always seemed to twirl, she moved easily between the different little groups like a crimson butterfly. Even the orc girls, fiercely suspicious of anyone wrapped in girly frill, grudgingly admitted that they did like her hair. She had a translucent charm that was uncommon even amongst the blood elves, and for that those around her forgave her caprice and occasional outbursts of drama.

It was hard not to forgive her. Everything about the child was preternaturally cheerful if not entirely innocent to a more seasoned eye. The grown-ups of Lower City were hardened and reticent, but the orphanage children were undeniably fond of little Salandria. When she said she would marry a prince when she grows up, they did not laugh at her. When she looked up to Shattrath's crowded sky and said she would ride on "pretty" dragons one day, they didn't really doubt her either.

Even her fellow blood elves, however, voiced wide-eyed skepticism when she announced that she was going to become a blood knight. Her shoulders were thin and narrow, her limbs as soft as a newly sprung willow branch. How could a girl like that ever become a knight, clad in shining armor and breaking the hollow bones of enemies on fields of battle? It was worse than pretending to be a lost princess waiting to be miraculously found— half of the girls in the orphanage had tried that one at some point, at least.

Salandria responded in the same way she always did when she didn't like what she heard—she wrinkled her nose and lifted her jaw, giving off a playful but stubborn grin. It was a look that said: you are wrong; but that's all right, you will see in time, I know.

*

Finis

Postscript: I have wanted to write about Salandria and Dornaa ever since I first completed the Children's Week BC quests, almost a year ago. The willful Salandria was much easier to write than the nice hoof girl Dornaa, however—she seemed to have her own voice. I would be thrilled to see them in future development in the lore.

新年夜，BF同学去他舅妈家里了，我窝在书房玩山口山。宅就一个字。

事情发生在陪朋友的公会去黑曜石圣殿raid，大家站在入口等开怪的时候。

某不认识的人问：“Vitamin，你既然是KM公会的人，怎么不是全身紫呢？” (同学你这是赶上我捡了装备了。前几天来看，更凄惨。)
RL似乎是怕我面子上不好看，抢在我前面回答说“她这阵子没怎么玩。”
我倒是脸皮很厚：“早说了，我懒得要死嘛。”
对方又问：“你们平时什么时候raid？”
我：“不知道。我不和我的公会raid。”
对方估计黑线了，只好问：“那你怎么还能在KM里面？”
我无比严肃无比真诚地回复：“因为我人见人爱花见花开。”(Because of my shining personality.)

直接丢链接：
http://bbs.ngacn.cc/read.php?tid=2056960&fpage=1
http://bbs.ngacn.cc/read.php?tid=2061833&fpage=1

事情(部分)概括就是：一个人类圣骑士，在没有任何救援会到来的情况下，独自面对了一整个来屠城的部落团队，并且成功地守住了联盟的领袖。当然，不管结果如果，都不会改变这行动本身体现出来的的骑士精神。

“退无可退，因为我的背后就是国王。”

而他手中拿的剑，恰好就叫做“国王保卫者”。

同是玩WOW的，我的人物就算在游戏里面也不是英雄，只是具有给人加血强迫症和采花强迫症的治疗者而已。联盟的NPC我不在意，听到有人去宇宙船推德国人领袖了也会说“那空城给他们好了”。因为—赶路过去很麻烦。打架被别人宰也很麻烦。被宰之后跑尸体复活，更麻烦。

但是，如果有朋友为了保护什么而投入了争斗，我也绝不能放下他。NGA上曾经有一个帖子，讨论如果这游戏里面如果人物死去就不能复活，玩家会怎么做。对于我而言，答案是显而易见的：和同伴们一起去第一线对抗天灾，用我所有的能力拼命给他们加血，直到我自己倒下为止。

明知不可为而为之。虽千万人吾往矣。

虽然我知道在游戏里面不勇敢的人未必在面对现实的时候也是如此，但我还是希望……至少游戏里面，要有这种勇气。

至于在现实中，如果有一天面临了那样的选择，我希望自己能够选择正确的道路。

不管那是什么样的。

( 至于故事的另外一部分……不玩游戏的不用点，看不懂的 )

又，把故事的前面一半用英文解释了一下，发到LJ社区去了……

至于后面一半，那算了吧。=_=

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一觉醒来，发现自己在wow_ladies上的帖子被人转到………………自家服务器论坛上了。虽然，很没RP地给我改了帖子名字……

互联网就是个让人orz一千次的地方。

我自己也把故事动手发到了公会论坛上。几个回帖都说很感动，会长的LP大人更是私下密语我说她看得几乎哭了。(然后说到了NYC……辣椒……还有怎么才能开罐头||||||)。

升级好麻烦啊，望天。
要说升级还是猎人最爽，我被惯坏了。= =
于是拉着一帮人下副本，顺便继续勾搭人的大业。后者其实比装备重要……吧。
没有长时间连续玩。明天继续。(不过因为某人的大力推荐，明天倒是很想去看新的007电影……Daniel Craig初见就很赞啊。)

软糖的死亡骑士名字取得太油菜了：Ichaicha。
我的是Moribound，名字果然没有取错：砍同级的普通怪自己差点挂掉。好衰好衰…………

10.24.08, Kael'thas Sunstrider down. Tempest Keep & all pre-Sunwell TBC raid instances cleared.

Did you think we had forgotten? Did you think we had forgiven? Behold now, the terrible vengeance of the Forsaken!
Death to the Scourge! And death to the living!
—Grand Apothecary Putress

( Transcript for Angrathar the Wrath Gate )