You divorce the player above you (Part 1)

Shes a paladin
Every time i tried to get dirty with her, it turned into an argument about religion.

I think he got the wrong idea when I walked into the bedroom with plates, forks and a knife as I now have antler shaped holes in my doorjamb. Was so disappointed that Nightlynx had nothing to do with epic sausage in any way, shape or form. /sigh

OOC – that was epic. ROFL. I am sorry I can only give this one thumbs up.

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She double posted. I no longer know her. My lawer did all the comunication, I got everything. Soon undergoing memory erase.

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He’s to bland and boring for me. Also, no belt.

Too obsessed with belts. Also kept rabbling on about fire walking over an active volcano.

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(OOC - that was bloody brilliant.)

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When I sobered up, I was all “Wait
I married a monk”?

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“Thunder brew is a hell of a drink. don’t think you were quire ready for it. Besides just be grateful a particular priests acid didn’t get involved. Things get weird at that point. Which by the way, before we go to the clerks office, I want to warn you about the bagels on the table. They came from a very particular toaster
 so eat at your own risk.”

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It’s not you, Berusein. It’s me. I just need to find myself. I think we should see other people. . So, I gotta go kill some, um, thing right now. I still lust you, though.

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Watches Jörð run off in the distance.

“Nice girl for a Demon hunter. Wonder if she’ll accept my favorite bottle of whiskey and see if things work out later in the future.” I ponder as I make my way towards the clerks office with divorce papers in hand. “Note to self
 Get a hold of my goblin lawyer to set up a alimony fund for that one. I liked her.”

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He kept calling me about divorce papers and alimony for all these other women I didn’t know he was ALSO married to.

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Well honey, Im honestly surprised you havent said anything untill now. Which makes me wonder why you stayed as long as you did. Didnt quite deserve you. If you want to stay with me, I will drop all this. And never return to the clerks office.

(Ooc-id just be here on an alt who by rp lore is beruseins brother)

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Most likely if I did divorce someone it would be because they kept asking for an equal division of household chores, that’s a real pet peeve of mine, because how can you measure such a thing, I take care of my own business, and other people take care of theirs.

I had ausked whe she hailed fwom. When she said “The Stahs,” my intwest was piqued. But, foh some weason she dade not let me speak. Was something the mattah with my bweath? Nevamind. I took foh thousand gold foh thewapy.

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The ONE TIME I try it with a sister Nelf
and she goes all HORDE on me!
Not to mantion being sick of the same old breakfast every morning: muffins and water.
WATER!
I’m done!
Grabs up her gear and stomps off to go raid something

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She couldn’t stay away from the Horde, or maybe she thought I was a High Elf to begin with, I do have blue eyes.

We had a wonderful wedding, someone even thoughtfully gave us a new toaster, to replace the one Palatina destroyed when it attacked her.

The honeymoon in Booty Bay was amazing. All that rum and gambling, an occasional pirate brawl.

When it was over, I wanted us to live in Silvermoon City. but we couldn’t for obvious reasons and she couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t settle in Stormwind.

I watched her sail away and stood on the docks of Booty Bay waving, as she went home to her family.

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He wanted me for my chili fries recipe

i heard him speaking to his higher ups about almost getting them, so next day i divorced him and take half of his stuff.

by his stuff, i mean the stuff to make the chili fries

/sniffle

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It was a breath of fresh air to marry someone who hadn’t attempted to bring the toaster back. That poor lightforged had bought it on the AH for a mere 73 trillion gold, thinking a possessed pregnant baby toaster was worth something. I heard it ended up back in Malochai’s possession.

Needless to say, I was back on easy street, when I chanced upon Chili Fries cook Hawkens. Gave him a job in my restaurant, forced him to teach my gourmand the recipe, married him to staple the inherited recipe legally, then divorced him for the fun of it.

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For Palatina, divorce has become a contact sport and this poor troll isn’t that padded. Of course, on the other hand, it was fun to watch her eye twitch when I offered to make her toast. /sigh

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