It started as a simple idea: Gnome Clone flash mob dance party in front of the engineering trainer.
The Lillis dropped our important work and converged on Stormwind.
Some of us brought rats. The rats knew how to dance, we don’t discriminate.
At first, our audience was but a single, aloof Draenei shaman, who stoically refused to join in our dancing and the joy it promised.
The call went out over the Netherweb. Dance party. Stormwind. Come, Lilli. Come dance.
More of our sisters joined us. We are 100 strong now, the Lilli army. The Clone-o-tron 5000 steadily churns out copies of the Alpha Lilli. The gnomish destiny is not to be denied.
We assembled, and danced, and the tall people of Stormwind began to take notice of this revolution in their midst. We laughed, we joked, we encouraged them to dance. For a few minutes, we cried, for a few minutes dance your cares away!
We also may have pinched a few night elves inappropriately. It’s possible. There were a lot of Lillis assembled.
Our gnomish brethren joined in. Though they are not Lilli, they understand the joy of the dance.
Stormwind woke up.
Stormwind took notice.
And Stormwind began to dance.
With St. Bippi at our lead, we knew we needed to spread the joy of the dance. A conga line was formed, a procession for joy, and FOR SCIENCE!
To the Trade District we sojourned.
Trias’ Cheese Shop was our next destination, because the only thing better than 30 dancing gnomes was 30 dancing gnomes with the finest cheese in Azeroth to sustain us.
Durotan may not have been ready for us. We understand that the marvels of modern technology are sometimes difficult for the taller races to accept.
But our message is out there, now. We are Lilli. We are strong. But we are also really good dancers.
As our farewell, we proceeded around the Trade District Fountain twice, and then payed our respects to the estimable Ms. Jaxon, of whom many gnomish limericks have been written, by flirting with her.
Then we disappeared, leaving Stormwind to wonder if it was all a dream.
There is no word yet from the authorities as to this poor shaman’s condition. We suspect that the sight of so many Lillis was too much for him to take.
Thank you to all the Lillis who participated in tonight’s impromptu flash mob. Please feel free to add your individual perspectives of tonight’s common event below in the comments. Quotes would be greatly appreciated, especially the minds getting blown in Trade Chat.
For those Lillis who missed it, we will give Durotan some time to cool down and wonder if this really happened. This was unplanned, but an expected deviation in the Lilli matrix given the source genetic material.
We are Lilli.
We are legion.
And we will dance again.