A/N: Sorry about the very long delay. I'm making this chapter so you all know I'm still alive. The first tribal council chapter should be up soon.
Disclaimer: I do not own Warcraft, Survivor, or anything associated with them.
lights come up on Kel'Thuzad in a studio in front of a bank of TV monitors
KT: Welcome back everyone. We're very sorry, but due to major technical difficulties the next episode of Survivor has been delayed. Our professional technicians are working to correct the problem as quickly as possible.
A pair of goblins carrying a huge wrench between them pass behind Kel'Thuzad and out of view.
KT: In the meantime, I have been asked by many of our sponsors to play advertisements during this time. In addition, many of AAN's employees have brought me blooper tapes and outtake tapes from the network's other shows. We'll be showing a little bit of both tonight. Once again, we here at AAN thank you for your patience and apologize greatly for this inconvenience.
A massive explosion is shown on one of the monitors behind Kel'Thuzad and a gnome can be heard shouting at someone. Kel'Thuzad turns around to look for a moment before shaking his head and turning back to the camera.
KT: I think I should go check on that... In the meantime, enjoy the following tapes we have for you.
The lich floats off-screen and the view zooms on one of the monitors.
Outland. A huge demon stands in front of a large building with a picture of a cow hanging over the door
Kil'Jaeden: Hello everyone. You probably all know me as Kil'Jaeden, the leader of the Burning Legion and one of the most feared demonic powers in any world. What I'll bet you didn't know is that I'm also the best steak chef you'll find in any world. After our... um... forced retreat from Azeroth, I've decided to take the Legion in a new direction.
A pair of trembling doom guards peek out of the upper windows of the steak house.
Doom Guard 1: Th... that's right. Come to Ki... Ki... Kil'Jaeden's St... Steak House.
Doom Guard 2: Soon to be op... opening all across the Twis... Twisting Nether.
Both Doom Guards: DON'T KILL US, MASTER!!!
The doom guards quickly duck back inside the building and slam the windows shut.
Kil'Jaeden: I hope to see you all at the grand opening of the steak house near you! flames suddenly spring up in a nimbus around Kil'Jaeden OR ELSE!!!
A list of steak house opening sights scrolls up the screen including Ironforge, Azeroth, Orgrimmar, Azeroth, and Illidan City, Outland.
after locations finish rolling scene switches to show a dwarf (Muradin Bronzebeard, to be exact) sitting behind a bar
Muradin: Now, I know what ye're all thinkin'. "How did he survive gettin' chopped up by Arthas?" Well, the truth is that Arthas missed mah vital organs by about two inches. I managed to crawl back to those revenants Arthas and I fought on our way to Frostmourne and they helped me back to camp. My loyal troops and I sailed back to Ironforge where I retired from the army and pursued my other lifelong dream: bartending. I'm here today to tell you about my latest concoction. I call it "The Gut Buster". It's strong enough to knock out a tauren after just one swig.
Muradin gets out from behind the bar and walks over to a table where ten dwarves are sitting.
Muradin: Nine out of ten dwarves agree that it's the best ale you'll ever taste in your life, if not the last. Just watch.
The ten dwarves each pick up a glass of Gut Buster from the table and they each take a long drink. Nine of the dwarves put the glasses back down on the table and put two thumbs up, while the tenth simply falls backwards off his stool and slumps to the floor in unconsciousness. The remaining nine dwarves follow suit shortly after.
Muradin: See what I mean? The strongest ale you'll ever taste! Coming soon to a bar near you.
Muradin waves and the view changes back to Kel'Thuzad in front of the bank of TV monitors.
Kel'Thuzad: Good news everyone! Our engineers have almost fixed the problem, and usual programming will be resuming very soon. We will be back after this commercial break.