Hearthpwn

Theme song by Ellie Goldfin and Blagghghlrlrl Harris.

The less legible the band's logo, the more hardcore it is.

The spirits prefer to convoke when there's some hot gossip to discuss.

The first dimensional ripper had a point. The second fell flat. The THIRD one really started to take shape!

We ran out of space for "DOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!"

"...and I only had to climb up the mountains in Winterspring 50 times!"

If that's the eye, I would hate to see the rest of the storm.

“Why is it called Iceblood Tower?” “Not really sure. Anyways, try not to lose your footing on any of the frozen bodies as you make your way in.”

Come on and slam, and welcome to Nagrand!

"PUT THE BOX DOWN, RENO!"

Take the time for an evil laugh after you draw this card.

Take the time for an evil laugh after you draw this card.

"Is the shield being shattered or doing the shattering?" "Yes."

When the light is just right during Golden Hour, that is when you take out the selfie stick and start casting.

Sometimes the fittest is the one smart enough to not start a fight with seven 6/6 Treants.

"Judge!"

Look closely in the ball and you'll see the expansion of space and time itself. Or their projections, anyway.

The perfect place to hold Conchella.

Ghouls in the pipe, five by five.

Ghouls in the pipe, five by five.

This claw machine is RIGGED! I keep getting demons that bite me!

Why did Drakuru cross the road?

With the line in the sand crossed, the battle for the Throne of Tides had begun.

"Think you got lethal? Libram of NOPE!"

One's company, two's a crowd, and three's a “mass” resurrection, apparently.

Nominated as "Spell Most Likely to Make Your Opponent Punch the Wall."

Don't worry, there's a happy little funhouse right under that sand pit.

“It’s not a slot machine! It took YEARS of rigorous studying the intricacies of the universe to unravel the strands of reality. The arcane knowledge alone would enfeeble even the most brilliant of minds. Give it the credence it deserves. It’s a <i>magic</i> slot machine.”

Dr. Boom ends his motivational speeches by dropping the mechs.

“You speak of justice? Of cowardice? I will show you the justice of the grave and the true meaning of fear.”

“You speak of justice? Of cowardice? I will show you the justice of the grave and the true meaning of fear.”

The Lich King had extinguished the light of the Sunwell once before - it will take all the might Silvermoon can muster to defend it!

Healing: It grows on trees!

Cloning can be a jarring experience.

*Arcane batteries not included*

"Hello. Misha, Leokk and Huffer aren't here right now, but if you leave a message we'll get back to you right away." BEEP.

"Is my deck any good?" "I mean, if the stars align."

Don't ask about his right hand. He's still growing into it.

1 + 2 + 2 + 1

Number 1, could you please sing the opening to "I Want It That Way"?

Calling this an 8 mana card is missing the forest for the trees.

"Dancing with the Satyrs… on Ice!"

Or as it’s known in troll, “De bolt, mon.”

Go where??

The gift that keeps on living.

The secret is in the frosting.

The secret is in the frosting.

Considering all the other hazards at Darkmoon, overindulgent pyrotechnics seem downright pedestrian.

Without a tongue, it speaks in seven. Without a voice, its echo lingers forever.

Critical component of any tragic backstory.

This coveted gem calls for you to free it… and unleash an inescapable prison.

It actually thrives in partial sunlight.

Mostly used for party tricks, to be honest.

Part of a balanced breakfast.

Seven colors of the rainbow, one for each enemy minion.

Pocket smoke!

The Stranglethorn mentality is to be happy with the bare necessities.

Delicious Forest’s Aid! Made from real forests.

"Hang Four, mon!"

Hold on, I need to get some murlocs to weigh in on this.

The Twisting Nether is a formless place of magic and illusion and destroyed minions.

The Twisting Nether is a formless place of magic and illusion and destroyed minions.

“YOU SIGNED WHAT?!”

Why don't the good guys ever get a wheel?

In the southern hemisphere, it actually summons all minions instead.

POP! Goes the Old God!

… Arrives? Approaches? TELL US ALREADY!

"Remember, graduates—you carry a heavy weight on your shoulders now."

She has at LEAST Craftsmanship +3.

Using this card on your enemies is one of the best things in life, according to some barbarians.

"It could be worse!" "It's worse."

If you run 2 of these, would that make it the bi-cycle of hatred?

Comes with fries and a drink.

Never send to know for whom the bell tolls.

It's more of a drum pentagon, really.

Shake it, sh-sh-sh-shake it like a Kalimdor fissure.

Pink Elekks are on parade!

No Hero Power required.

Everyfin is cool when you're part of a murloc team!

When someone gets injured, it's considered performance art.

When someone gets injured, it's considered performance art.

That's just how they cuddle!

What happened after the guardians tripped? They Fel.

Come to beautiful Firelands! Where it's <i>"Way nicer than the Abyssal Maw!"</i>

Come to beautiful Firelands! Where it's <i>"Way nicer than the Abyssal Maw!"</i>

When the ground is on fire, you should <i>not</i> stop, drop, and roll.

When the ground is on fire, you should <i>not</i> stop, drop, and roll.

It used to be a Ba-zooka but we ran out of sheep.

Bingo! Minion DNA!

Terrible destruction, but minty fresh breath!

Terrible destruction, but minty fresh breath!

Skarr's second-biggest hobby after laying waste to the Badlands is bowling.

Wow, and I thought Arcane Missiles was great!

The guidelines specifically state: "Students may also bring an ironbeak owl OR an alleycat OR a toad." They never said how big.

They all secretly have '<b>Deathrattle:</b> Become very mortalized.'

"That's three, Kangor. Three isn't endless." - Countess Ashmore

A diamond, white, this stone the eighth A precious jewel for those of faith A whispered prayer restores the lost But none among them know the cost.

A diamond, white, this stone the eighth A precious jewel for those of faith A whispered prayer restores the lost But none among them know the cost.

To dwarves of stone the demon called With promises of might, enthralled In grasping greed they found their doom Forever bound in mithril tombs.

A stone of blue, embraced with glee By murloc lords beneath the sea Soon numberless they swarmed the shore First two, then four, then more...and more...