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Check it out [url=https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B2XYVYHC]HERE![/url]\n\nThis probably isn't how amnesia works, but fuck it, this is my story! Or, Bob's at least.\n\nLook forward to a li'l red rocket action next Saturday >_>\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Blizzard owns races/classes/setting, all fiction, characters mine, etc.  Consider checking out my Linktree to see where else I'm active!

And hey, I wrote a book!  Check it out HERE!

This probably isn't how amnesia works, but fuck it, this is my story!  Or, Bob's at least.

Look forward to a li'l red rocket action next Saturday >_>

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "<8>\n\nIt was the sound of a deep growl that brought Bob back to the waking world this time. His eyes slid open, briefly blinded by early morning sunlight, but adjusted quickly to take in the sight of a small stretch of beach. It would have been some severe deja vu, but last time there hadn’t been a nearly nude Kul Tiran woman laying several feet from him… or a trio of vicious-looking worgen slowly approaching her fallen form.\n\nVal was in danger yet again, and a surge of adrenaline brought Bob back to his feet. He hardly had time to register that he was still in worgen form before he bolted toward the other trio, claws and teeth leading the way.\n\nConsidering none of the three made any attempt to speak or show signs of shock, it was apparent that these worgen were feral. Bob needed to do little more than bite and slash at each one two or three times before they all turned and fled.\n\nThe conscious worgen’s gaze softened, and he rushed right over to Val and rolled her onto her back. “Hey! Val, hey! Wake up!” He locked both hands in a ball and began chest compressions as best as he knew how, following by opening her mouth and blowing air into her lungs.\n\nThe kiss of life did its job. Val opened her eyes, rolled to one side, and unloaded nearly a full belly’s worth of seawater.\n\n“Thank the gods,” Bob rumbled and rubbed Val’s back as she coughed and sputtered.\n\nThe hardy Kul Tiran gasped a few more times to finally steady her breathing, turned back to Bob, then gave him a firm thump to the chest. “BY THE ADMIRAL, the fuck [i]was[/i] that back there, Bob!? Ya killed Barnum! Or Krig! Whatever the rat bastard’s name was!”\n\nBob threw his clawed hands up and shook his head. “I didn’t kill him! I saved him!”\n\nVal glared and folded her arms over her soaked shirt. “Explain.”\n\nBob sighed. “I acted like Thora thought I should’ve acted. I still had my senses, so I charged him and caught him in my claws, then chucked him out the back after she walked away. I kinda did the same thing to you at the end there, when she thought I was unimportant.”\n\nVal shifted a bit and tried to brush some of the sand off her bare crotch. “Well… don’t scare me like that again! And don’t expect a thank-you when you got me into this in the first place!”\n\nBob shrank a bit at this, but nodded without hesitation. “Tough, but fair. You stuck your neck out for me and almost lost your head. I’m sorry, Val.”\n\n“Yeah, well… at least I got us where ya wanted to go.”\n\n“I don’t-“ he started, then turned and saw the exact same, pointed trees he’d seen in his first vision. Even the massive, broken tree trunk was barely visible in the distance. “Grizzly Hills.”\n\nVal put on a smug smile and clapped a hand on his furred shoulder. “You’re welcome.”\n\n* * * * *\n\nBy some luck, what remained of their belongings had washed up on the beach with them, along with some barrels of provisions that the pirates had apparently neglected. There was enough wood that the two survivors were able to form a makeshift shelter and a fire pit, then hung out their things to dry while they tried their best to shake out any leftover sand. Once it was a matter of their clothes and armor drying, the two of them were left to talk once more.\n\n“So… I have questions,” Val started as she sat her naked rump on a half-dried cushion next to the fire. “Didja [i]really[/i] not know you were a damn worgen, or didja just not tell me?”\n\n“I didn’t know,” he insisted, “But now my sense of smell makes a lot more sense.”\n\nVal couldn’t help but chuckle. “Fair point. Are ya from Gilneas then? I don’t hear an accent.”\n\n“I don’t know. If I had an accent, I don’t remember it,” he insisted. “I didn’t get a chance to tell you though, I remembered some more after our little deck party last night.”\n\n“Well, I guess I’m invested at this point. Do tell.” Val emphatically propped her elbows on her crossed legs, then planted her chin in her clasped hands.\n\nBob closed his blue eyes. “I remember serving a king -maybe it was Greymane, I vaguely recall his name- and there was fighting on these very shores. I think it mostly occurred further north of here… and I think I left something important there.”\n\n“Something important eh? Like what?”\n\nBob shook his head and sighed. “I’ll know it when I see it.”\n\n“Go figure,” Val chuckled. “Anything else of note?”\n\n“Not really. Just the stuff from the first time again.”\n\nVal studied her newly-furred companion for several long, quiet moments. Bob’s glowing eyes had turned to the fire with a thousand yard stare. The Kul Tiran woman realized she was still pretty pissed off about being thrown overboard, but at the same time she realized he made the best of a bad situation, particularly when she wasn’t of sound mind from the beginning. She brushed a hand through her ginger-colored curls and rose to her feet, taking her cushion with her to plop down right next to Bob this time. “Chin up, eh? We’re on our way. I’m sure we’ll find what you’re looking for in no time.”\n\nA small, toothy smile appeared upon his face. “Thank you, Val. I owe you so much, and I have much to atone for. If you’ll indulge me a while longer, I promise I’ll make things right.”\n\nVal scoffed, her hand dancing down his bare back and down atop his right thigh. “I’ve had more adventure in three days than in all my life. You don’t owe me nothin’.”\n\n“I do, but… that’s sweet of you to say,” Bob rumbled. The worgen found himself drawing closer to Val’s lips, but stopped and appeared to flush with embarrassment. “Forgive me, I… I’m not sure how to change back. I don’t-”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<8>

It was the sound of a deep growl that brought Bob back to the waking world this time.  His eyes slid open, briefly blinded by early morning sunlight, but adjusted quickly to take in the sight of a small stretch of beach.  It would have been some severe deja vu, but last time there hadn’t been a nearly nude Kul Tiran woman laying several feet from him… or a trio of vicious-looking worgen slowly approaching her fallen form.

Val was in danger yet again, and a surge of adrenaline brought Bob back to his feet.  He hardly had time to register that he was still in worgen form before he bolted toward the other trio, claws and teeth leading the way.

Considering none of the three made any attempt to speak or show signs of shock, it was apparent that these worgen were feral.  Bob needed to do little more than bite and slash at each one two or three times before they all turned and fled.

The conscious worgen’s gaze softened, and he rushed right over to Val and rolled her onto her back.  “Hey!  Val, hey!  Wake up!”  He locked both hands in a ball and began chest compressions as best as he knew how, following by opening her mouth and blowing air into her lungs.

The kiss of life did its job.  Val opened her eyes, rolled to one side, and unloaded nearly a full belly’s worth of seawater.

“Thank the gods,” Bob rumbled and rubbed Val’s back as she coughed and sputtered.

The hardy Kul Tiran gasped a few more times to finally steady her breathing, turned back to Bob, then gave him a firm thump to the chest.  “BY THE ADMIRAL, the fuck was that back there, Bob!?  Ya killed Barnum!  Or Krig!  Whatever the rat bastard’s name was!”

Bob threw his clawed hands up and shook his head.  “I didn’t kill him!  I saved him!”

Val glared and folded her arms over her soaked shirt.  “Explain.”

Bob sighed.  “I acted like Thora thought I should’ve acted.  I still had my senses, so I charged him and caught him in my claws, then chucked him out the back after she walked away.  I kinda did the same thing to you at the end there, when she thought I was unimportant.”

Val shifted a bit and tried to brush some of the sand off her bare crotch.  “Well… don’t scare me like that again!  And don’t expect a thank-you when you got me into this in the first place!”

Bob shrank a bit at this, but nodded without hesitation.  “Tough, but fair.  You stuck your neck out for me and almost lost your head.  I’m sorry, Val.”

“Yeah, well… at least I got us where ya wanted to go.”

“I don’t-“ he started, then turned and saw the exact same, pointed trees he’d seen in his first vision.  Even the massive, broken tree trunk was barely visible in the distance.  “Grizzly Hills.”

Val put on a smug smile and clapped a hand on his furred shoulder.  “You’re welcome.”

* * * * *

By some luck, what remained of their belongings had washed up on the beach with them, along with some barrels of provisions that the pirates had apparently neglected.  There was enough wood that the two survivors were able to form a makeshift shelter and a fire pit, then hung out their things to dry while they tried their best to shake out any leftover sand.  Once it was a matter of their clothes and armor drying, the two of them were left to talk once more.

“So… I have questions,” Val started as she sat her naked rump on a half-dried cushion next to the fire.  “Didja really not know you were a damn worgen, or didja just not tell me?”

“I didn’t know,” he insisted, “But now my sense of smell makes a lot more sense.”

Val couldn’t help but chuckle.  “Fair point.  Are ya from Gilneas then?  I don’t hear an accent.”

“I don’t know.  If I had an accent, I don’t remember it,” he insisted.  “I didn’t get a chance to tell you though, I remembered some more after our little deck party last night.”

“Well, I guess I’m invested at this point.  Do tell.”  Val emphatically propped her elbows on her crossed legs, then planted her chin in her clasped hands.

Bob closed his blue eyes.  “I remember serving a king -maybe it was Greymane, I vaguely recall his name- and there was fighting on these very shores.  I think it mostly occurred further north of here… and I think I left something important there.”

“Something important eh?  Like what?”

Bob shook his head and sighed.  “I’ll know it when I see it.”

“Go figure,” Val chuckled.  “Anything else of note?”

“Not really.  Just the stuff from the first time again.”

Val studied her newly-furred companion for several long, quiet moments.  Bob’s glowing eyes had turned to the fire with a thousand yard stare.  The Kul Tiran woman realized she was still pretty pissed off about being thrown overboard, but at the same time she realized he made the best of a bad situation, particularly when she wasn’t of sound mind from the beginning.  She brushed a hand through her ginger-colored curls and rose to her feet, taking her cushion with her to plop down right next to Bob this time.  “Chin up, eh?  We’re on our way.  I’m sure we’ll find what you’re looking for in no time.”

A small, toothy smile appeared upon his face.  “Thank you, Val.  I owe you so much, and I have much to atone for.  If you’ll indulge me a while longer, I promise I’ll make things right.”

Val scoffed, her hand dancing down his bare back and down atop his right thigh.  “I’ve had more adventure in three days than in all my life.  You don’t owe me nothin’.”

“I do, but… that’s sweet of you to say,” Bob rumbled.  The worgen found himself drawing closer to Val’s lips, but stopped and appeared to flush with embarrassment.  “Forgive me, I… I’m not sure how to change back.  I don’t-”
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