The Perfectors are a very small, niche roleplay guild. We RP as a group of fanatical Gnomes with the singular purpose of removing the Curse of Flesh.
The idea came from the Gearmaster Mechazod quest. In what was generally a very silly, fun side quest, one nugget struck me as very poignant and meaningful: randomly, one of the mechagnomes you "rescue" will respond to your actions with "No... I was... Perfect."
I saw a lot of potential there to be explored: what would it be like to be a member of a second-string Alliance race living as refugees and find out you had been created for a much greater purpose. How would you react if that destiny was then snatched away from you?
Myself and a few friends are exploring this concept as a group that I describe as Gnomish supervillians. We're not godmoders, we know our place as villians is to be foiled by the heroes, but we're out to cause trouble and having a great time doing it.
We're looking for some more friends to join us. We are very accepting of alts, since being a fanatical Gnome supremacist would be a tough thing to play all the time (We're not much fun at parties, steam pool socials, or transmog fashion shows) and we provide some perks for your play experience including our own forums, our own vent, and a teamspeak channel.
We're also shopping our services out as bad guys for your storylines. Need a foil? A nemesis? We're your Gnomes.
For either reason, membership or enmity, contact us here, in game at BTag Flitin#1738, or on the Perfectors website at http://www.perfectors.enjin.com.
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