Here on the technological cutting-edge that is Points of Convergence, we have long had a tool that is beautiful and new to the BlogAzeroth community. (Ahem. Well, not new so much as resumed after the forum upgrade and institution of a new theme. But hey, let me dramatize, okay? It makes things tastier.)
As I was saying, BlogAzeroth has a new toy that has been proving a little oddly fun to play with. Here is a transcript of the thread that started what I can only call a new game with great potential.
Post title: WE CAN HAZ TOOLTIPS!
Phaelia: I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts.
Rhoelyn: I'm a model. You know what I mean, and I do my little turn on the catwalk.
Behemothdn: And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that?Phaelia: Also, I shake my little tush on the catwalk.
StoppableForce: And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancingBehemothdn: I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy catLeaf: I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love.
Love's going to leave me.
Hrm. Well, maybe we all need to go back and review the lyrics, but much random fun has been had. Worse, though. It's given me an idea. Drumroll, please...
Let's play WHadLibs! Here's how it works:
Below, you'll find a short excerpt from ... something. Anything can do, but for today, it's a great piece of wit from my idol, Khol Drake. In the passage, I've marked certain words in boldface and underline. Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to take each of the marked words and find the funniest, most clever, at least semi-relevant WoWHead link you can to turn it into a hyperlink. You have all of the contents of WoWHead to play with, but bonus brownie points can be earned by choosing links that are creative, unique, funny, and / or alter the meaning of the sentence. (Get it? It's Madlibs, but with Java code and prettier graphics. Thus, it's WoWHeadLibs... WHadLibs. BOHOHO! My dorkery knows no bounds. )
Copy, paste, and add in your links, then post your version of the story in the comments. We'd all love to be amused by whatever you can come up with. Heck, who knows. If this is a fun enough game, I'd love to turn it into a contest and have a weekly WHadLibs winner. I'd give you a badge of honor and a spotlight widget on the sidebar. :)
Remember, to get a good tooltip, you'll want to avoid NPCs and places, as only objects, abilities, quests and spells have proper popups. The idea is that no one should have to click through to WoWHead to read your story. (Sorry, WoWHead dudes, but c'mon. You don't really need the extra hits from 'lil ol' us.) Also, it's worth mentioning that in order to read the comments with proper tooltips displaying, you will have to read them on this post's permalink page. Blogger's comment entry page is staid and boring and does not support anything as fun as little boxes that follow your mouse around like lost puppies.
Ah, well. ... soon, we will be free, my minions! Duh-duh-DUHHHH.... >:}
Achem. Anyway. Here's your WHadlib for the day:
“Really, Frank—can I call you Frank? You don’t even have to actually have any real information, Frank. Just point me toward someone who does and you get to stumble away from here...well, once your kneecaps heal, anyway.”
“M’name’s Edward,” the lieutenant slurred through his swollen, bleeding lips. I probably shouldn’t have punched him in the mouth so many times. He was having trouble speaking.
-- excerpt from A Stab In the Dark, Part the Twelfth: Uncomfortable Compromises
Have at thee!
6 comments:
Wowheadlibs! I love it! I'll do one tomorrow... soon as I wake up. Mmrmph.
"Really, Frank—can I call you Frank? You don’t even have to actually have any real information, Frank. Just point me toward someone who does and you get to stumble away from here...well, once your kneecaps heal, anyway."
"M’name’s Edward," the lieutenant slurred through his swollen, bleeding lips. I probably shouldn’t have punched him in the mouth so many times. He was having trouble speaking.
-- excerpt from A Stab In the Dark, Part the Twelfth: Uncomfortable Compromises
“Really, Frank—can I call you Frank? You don’t even have to actually have any real information, Frank. Just point me toward someone who does and you get to stumble away from here...well, once your kneecaps heal, anyway.”
“M’name’s Edward,” the lieutenant slurred through his swollen, bleeding lips. I probably shouldn’t have punched him in the mouth so many times. He was having trouble speaking.
Meh...I fail. WoWHead still doesn't pop up NPCs. :(
OMG!! Not only do I not mind, I'm positively honoured! That is great stuff...I had me some good ol' ell oh ells... :D
Great posts, QK and Kestrel. :D Thanks for playing along!
Khol, I'm glad you were pleased. So much of your story cracks me up; I knew it had to be a WHadlib. I'm all aflutter, waiting for the next chapter. :)
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