Posts Tagged OMG CAPS
After running a few heroics to get a hang of that whole “hunter focus” thing, I went ahead and threw Ambrosine together for prot and had a go at tanking.
What the fuck is this holy power shit? It’s “like combo points”? You realize I don’t play a rogue because I HATE COMBO POINTS, right? Yes I know I played a cat, but NOTICE THE PAST TENSE.
Okay, so, um, I’ll throw down a consecrate and–HEY.
HEY GUYS ALLOW ME TO HIT HE THINGS WITH MORE THAN SHINY ON THE FLOOR BEFORE YOU ATTACK, KTHX.
Okay, so…969? Right? Wait, 3? 939? I…amg /flails at buttans
HAY HUNTERS. WTF.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN’T GET MISDIRECT TO WORK? FOR FUCKS SAKE. WELL LEARN TO ASSIST THE TANK THEN NUBS.
…oh there go mobs again. Hm. RF is up, right? RF is up.
…oh there go…I swear to god, HUNTERS. I AM LETTING YOU TANK THAT.
…heeeeey, I haven’t gone OOM! Sweet.
I am back from Disneyworld and expressing mild displeasure at the Chicago weather once more. Twenty or so degrees colder here, blah!
Of course this also means I have to dive back into whatever guild messes have cropped up in my absence, and find myself facing down my own disgruntlement.
I love GMing. I also hate GMing. It comes down to this deep sense of responsibility I bear for…well, every god damned thing. On one hand, it pushes me to be the best GM I can. On the other hand, when other people don’t live up to my inner grandoise standards, I can get…resentful. Even if said resentment is born of a situation I created my own damned self.
The guild culture in BoO is relaxed compared to some. Can’t make some raids due to RL? Okay, cool. Whatever. Shit happens. Join us when you can. We raid, but not everyone in the guild is a raider. People sometimes bounce between Raiding and Not Raiding depending on what is going on. Or by choice.
And you know, for the most part, that’s fine. A problem crops up when several people say eh, I don’t like 25s as much, and I only want to do 10s. All around the sane time. A situation that is definitely brewing, if not already happening, in BoO.
*takes a deep breath*
I’m the GM. The guild focus is currently 25s. It will remain 25s until our heads are bloodied against that wall, if my reading of the officer core that runs the guild is correct. This means that if we loose too many people to do 25s, it’s back to the recruitment/canceled raid grind I hate so much. This also means that my limited raiding time is locked into those two 25 man days a week, no matter what happens. I am not the only one who is probably locked into those days either, as people have had to tweak work and school schedules to make those days. This means that there’s at least a handful of people that are affected every single time a 25 man raid is called due to numbers. We can’t split into 10s–there’s already guild 10s going during other days of the week. People are saved. A canceled ICC 25 turns into a ToC 25 or…nothing.
A canceled ICC 25 means that I don’t get to raid, because I can’t make most of those 10s, or at best, only 1 day of 2. I don’t really feel that it’s fair to the rest of that group to do that on a regular basis, though I’m glad to step in if they need and ask me to.
I will keep the 25s going as best I can because that is my job. It is the responsibility that I willingly took on.
But I can’t help but be jealous of others ability to step back and do 10s. I, too, love the cozier atmosphere of 10s (though I don’t love 25s any less). I will miss the people that have decided that they are done with 25s becuase…well, now I won’t get to raid with them, and I consider some of them friends. Meanwhile I’ll recruit and wheedle and beg and fill raids with people who…probably shouldn’t even be there until we’re in a good spot again. Maybe I’ll make new friends! But I’ll complain about it anyway.
YES I MADE MY BED AND I WILL LIE IN IT BUT I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO BITCH THE ENTIRE GOD DAMNED TIME.
But this post has been entirely too bitter. For those of you who missed the OMG CAPS announcement on Twitter during my vacation, my dear Cranky Tank proposed just after the EPCOT fireworks, and because I’m just as crazy as he is, I said yes. Everyone who also follows my personal blog is therefore OFFICIALLY WARNED as to future wedding related contents and may now flee before it is too late.
Oh, and the promised picture of a SMILING Bubbles will be posted as soon as a pry it off the lap top!
I wanted to be working on my story today, or on an April Fool’s post, but you know what? I spent the entire morning fixing FUCKING DKP! And making official posts so people will stop asking me about OMG THE SARONITE IN THE BANK CAN I HAS?!?!
YES YOU CAN HAS.
YOU CAN HAS THE GUILD, IN FACT.
I have a standing offer in another guild where I am BM hunter my heart out!
To hell with you and your Twitters and IMs and emails and OMG AMBER FIX NAO stuff. >:|
I joke about bubble hearthing because it’s just one of those things that comes with being a paladin, but it’s not something that I do. I play on a pvp server and I’m hopelessly terrible at pvp, but instead of bubble hearthing when someone gets a jump on me, I just stick it out. I don’t recall ever using it in instances, except maybe when I’m the only one alive and there are a bunch of ugly mobs who want to give me not nice hugs. Even that’s rare because I’m stubborn and it’s easier to just die and run back than it is to make way for the instance again, at least that was the case until the new dungeon teleport system. Bubble hearthing feels really rude in a way that my beloved Divine Intervention doesn’t, even though they pretty much perform the same function in avoiding repairs.
You see, I suffer from healer guilt. I like to make jokes about letting people die to fix their stupid, but in reality I do my best to keep everyone alive because I’d feel bad if I didn’t. I don’t bail on instance groups after wipes – in part because I want to make things work, and because I would feel guilty about letting another healer stumble into a mess that I left behind. So basically, it takes some real abuse for me to throw up my hands and say “screw it”.
For the first time in a long time, I reached my breaking point. It was Drak’tharon Keep; the tank was rushing but it wasn’t anything unmanageable because RAWR PALADIN MANA POOL (/flex). But after we downed King Dred, the druid tank asks us to wait at the bottom of the stairs. His warrior friend (from the same realm and guild) repeats this, and expounds with “DON’T FOLLOW HIM, DO NOT HEAL” in all caps, I guess so we’d know he was serious. I decided to humor them, and when the druid rounds up about 4 groups and goes splat as he’s pulling them down the stairs (well out of my healing range) I laugh a little and get ready for what’s probably going to be a wipe, because it just wasn’t very likely that I’d be able to keep a dps warrior alive with four packs of angry trolls on him. Like I thought, he dies before I can even get a holy light on him, but all the while he’s freaking out in party chat.
After that he proceeded to call me a dumb cunt.
Bubble hearthing? Was totally warranted. It even felt GOOD.
I have an evil evil plot in the works that I did not get to finish last night…TOMORROW, you shall behold my evil. Until then, I’m just going to talk about how I am a silly magpie, and how Blizzard nearly ruined shadow priesting for me.
You see, I’m not really….girly. But I do like things that are bright and shiny, so spells like penance and holy nova are Awesome Fun Toys. In hindsight, paladins have some of the most disappointing spells EVER. I mean, okay, Sacred Shield can be kind of shiny, but shouldn’t beacon be a BEACON? You know? A BEACON OF LIGHT? A BRIGHT SHINING PILLAR OF LIGHT?
I’ll never forgive Blizzard for failing me in that regard, just as I’ll never forgive them for what they did to my favorite Shadow Priest toy right next to Mind Sear.
THEY RUINED DISPERSION. It used to be that you’d turn into a FUN LITTLE BALL OF DARKNESS!!!!!! Now you’re just…er…more…dark? What?
I can’t be a bouncing ball of inky evilness now! This has totally ruined the spell and thus ALMOST RUINED SHADOW PRIESTING for me.
Don’t you DARE mess with my mind sear, or I’m going to have to do something drastic like…GO HOLY for my second spec, and we don’t want THAT to happen ever again.
I AM PUTTING YOU ON NOTICE BLIZZARD.