Performance Art @ Iron Forge
Performance art is defined as an art in which the actions of an individual or a group at a particular place and in a particular time constitute the work. It can happen anywhere, at any time, or for any length of time. Using anything to create art. At WoWMine we have taken performance art to a new level, creating our own piece of performance art. See WoWMine’s performance art at Iron Forge, using some cute little gnomes and Iron Forge to create our masterpiece.

Those CRAZY Gnomes
Upon a time, on the world of Azorith. The were a bunch of gnomes who lived a happy and healthy life on their little piece of homeland, Iron-forge. The gnomes lived a very happy life thanks to their dwarf buddies looking after them. Every day the gnomes would happily wake up and get to work on their inventions "Making the world a better place".

The gnomes were happy with their routine life, but they faced one problem. Gnome racism. Yes that's right, the gnomes were innocent victims always being undermined and laughed at. Gnomes were seen to other races as a waste of space, wasting the air that others breathe. One gnome decided enough was enough. This little gnome was going to step out from the safety of Iron forge and clear the names of this fellow brothers and sisters. The gnome set off with high hopes, a spanner, and a robot chicken.


The gnome travelled across the land preaching the good will of the gnome, but sadly the little gnome was again a victim of racism. Instead of killing the little gnome, people just cried with laughter, with the comments of "Are you serious??? You're wasting my air little dude." The gnome again raised his head and set off, to preach the good will of the gnomes to yet another town. As the gnome continually got laughed out of every town, he decided to turn his pal, the robot chicken around and set off for home. When the gnome returned back to his beloved home at Iron forge, he found that many people had travelled to Iron-forge, not to see the impressive gnomes, but to make fun and play toss the gnome. This sport was becoming a hot game.

In anger the little gnome banded together 200 of the finest bravest gnome minds across Iron-forge, to set the story straight. The 200 gnomes set to work on making a device more powerful than the gods to show the gnomes were powerful and almighty. The device would teleport the gnomes up into the sky, where they would rain down the gnome might. Finally the device was finished. The little over confident gnomes were not exactly sure what their new creation would exactly do. Early one morning the 200 gnomes rolled out their new invention to the streets, again the visitors of Iron-forge just laughed and were looking for some fresh gnomes to throw around. One by one the little gnomes slowly piled together to form a circle on high hopes and dreams. The device was turned on, suddenly one gnome yelled out "Stop! we forgot something!". With a BANG and a POP then gnomes were gone!!!

The laughing stopped "Where have the little buggers gone?? I want another gnome to toss!!!"


Suddenly BANG a gnome hailed from the sky and hit the ground DEAD, SPLAT another one, and another, a crowd started to form in the Iron-forge square as it started raining gnomes, SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT. As the gnomes started falling, so did the people watching, crying with laughter. As more gnomes splattered across Iron forge, they realized that their invention had gone horribly wrong. A pattern of their corpses started to form some words. It spelt WoWMine.com. One of the little gnomes yelled out "I was trying to tell you guys we needed more gold at WoWMine.com to finish it off!!!!!

The Day Of The Gnomes
Let me tell you a story, a story about a brave young Gnome and a place called Iron forge. As you may not know, Gnome players make up 7 percent of the WoW population and are seen as a mistake or the unwanted child by other races. You may have seen on read about the cruel abuse of Gnomes killing themselves at Iron forge and Blizzard accusing WoWMine of sacrificing such cute little things. Gnome players have always had a hard life, constantly restricted to building their wild and wacky inventions that make no sense and don't serve any real purpose for anyone. But yet gnome players are happy toddling around on their little piece of patch on Iron forge. Many Gnomes' complain of Gnome racism exists within the WoW society, with Gnomes constantly being out casted and not being accepted into Guilds, simply because of the sheer embarrassment of having a Gnome in a guild. Gnomes tend to 'Stick together', 'Brother and Sister', as they wonder among the vast scary world of Azeroth that is not welcoming to Gnomes. Gnome robot chickens and crazy mechanic squirrels often draw a crowd and get a few laughs with travelers. While the poor little Gnomes are once again laughed upon. Again, the Gnomes move on, in search of adventure and excitement, but all they find is laughter and finger pointing, "Let me check my shoe's I think I stepped on a Gnome". Or "Up for some Gnome stomping?" The Gnome community has had enough!!!


A brave little Gnome, whose name shall remain silent, wanted players to know Gnomes were not something that's found on the bottom of your shoes, she wanted to show the world Gnomes were a force. So the little Gnome went to work on her evil plan of Gnome domination. she went across the lands searching for fellow Gnome allies to aid her in her quest. The Gnome knew it would be tough work but she always kept her chin up with a spanner by her side. An evil wacky invention had to be created to carry out her plan, but would it work? As the Gnome continued to be laughed at, deep down the Gnome knew her day will come, her plan was getting near. Back at Iron Forge she contained work on her masterpiece. A Gnome clone machine; she was creating the largest Gnome army ever to invade Azeroth. The Gnomes would use jet packs to rain down the gnomish terror on the land and set the story straight. One day, in the busy bustle of iron forge, there was something strange happening; the sky was filled with an army of level 1 Gnomes splattering themselves all over iron forge. It was the invasion on the Gnomish army. But something was wrong. As players watched, the only killings the Gnomes did, was themselves. What went wrong? And why were these cute little Gnomes splattering their cute little guts all over Iron Forge? Players asked themselves. As the bodies rained down on Iron Forge a pattern started to appear. The Gnomes were forming some kind of a word. Players looked in amazement. It spelt WoWMine.com. The Gnomes were trying to say something!!! Then another Gnome whispered in the evil Gnome ears. "They were saying, why kill us when we can get killer prices on gold at WoWMine.com and make the whole Gnome race RICH beyond anyone's dreams. And with that, goes another failed gnome invention. If only the little gnome had of known of wowmine.com.