Posts Tagged ramble
I am, in fact, still around–however between having a Warmachine army to paint and my wedding being now less than a month away, you can probably expect me to be quiet for awhile longer.
Weddings suck, man. If I’d known so few of my friends would make it out here I think I would have eloped after all. What’s the difference between having your future mother-in-law bitch about you eloping behind your back vs having her talk shit about your wedding plans behind your back?
Why yes the process so far as been delightful, how can you tell?
I had a Twitter follower spot (and then come say hi to!) me at Wizard World Comic Con on Saturday, which was apparently a rather bemusing experience for the Cranky Tank.
“Who was that?”
“Uh, someone from the internet.”
“…someone from the internet?”
“Someone from the internet, yes.”
Josh thinks Twitter is pretty moronic, so I left it at that. I have to say that Comic Con isn’t really my cup of tea–I’m more of a Ren Faire girl, I suppose. My Green Linen Shirt also confused Peter S. Beagle. Anyone have a good way to explain that shirt? I sure as hell don’t.
I now have a signed copy of The Last Unicorn, though. That’s pretty awesome.
In other, actually WoW related news, my shaman is level 69 and braving Northrend. I ran a dungeon with Alas on Lyrandre as well, bringing the bubble priest to close to 82. She may yet make a return thanks to our sudden dearth of priests. What? Where’d you all go guys?
Last but not least, Stands in Bad in recruiting! At this rate we can work with just about anything, but heals are definitely a priority. We’d prefer a priest (again, where the fuck did they go?) but we’re not exactly being picky. Just be geared to do t12 and don’t suck. The name is a joke, not a goal!
In between derping my way through CiV 4 and watching My Little Pony, I’ve been levelings alts again. I think I’m one of the few people in guild who has a shit ton of alts and yet only one 85. What is this shiny thing over h–
The Fate Of Wrath’s Max Level Toons
Ambrosine–my first character and the toon who has always hit level cap and always been a main at some point–is likely abandoned for good. I already have a tank, and while I’ve thought about healing on her, I vendored all her healing gear in a fit of rage. Bwuh. As she is she doubles up on a niche that my DK already fills.
Lyrandre also languishes away. I’m not thrilled with what I’ve heard about disc healing right now and I remain stubbornly anti-holy. This may change. We’ll see. It feels weird to not have a max level healer. :\ I also miss my original space goat dearly, but…priesting. Priesting. My bubbles, Blizzard, what have you done?
Jamethera, my vanilla-born hunter, will yet again make it to level cap. She dinged 84 last night and I might have gotten some sort of handle on this focus thing. I’m keeping her BM and enjoying my collection of spirit beasts and my shale spider!
The Many, Many, Baby Alts
I abandoned my second hunter (Seraphyna, Earthen Ring) in a fit of boredem, but picked up my rogue (Brydget, ER). The addition of BoA gear snagged from said hunter and my druid has made her life easier, and she’s a whopping…level 11 now. Her future is uncertain as far as leveling goes, but she will perhaps live on as an RP toon anyway.
Aedeminar, my druid, is…still level 72 and still…staying at 72. But that’s mostly because I’m distracted by Icestone, my level 65 shaman. When I’m not leveling Jam I’m often on Ice, melting my way through levels chain healing 5 mans. Fuck questing in Outland. One rare occasions the queue pops as DPS and I lightning bolt things. If Lyr doesn’t make it to 85 to heal things, Icestone possibly will, although I might have to rethink her silly name.
I hopped on my mage (58, Azgalor), got into one dungeon, had it go terribly, and haven’t touched her since. Sorry Brigid. I have “issues” leveling pure DPS that isn’t hunter, it seems.
Also it amuses me to level Icestone while Midsummer is going on.
I keep forgetting to upload the pictures for my Steve Wonder strat, so here, have a rambling post about GMy things rattling around my head:
The hardest part about being a GM is the whole SETTING AN EXAMPLE thing, guys. I don’t always want to behave–sometimes I want to be snarky and bitter. Why?
Becuase I don’t like everyone in my guild. By ‘don’t like’ I mean actively dislike/want to reach through the internet and punch in the FACE some people in my guild. It is, however, the nature of running a guild that is more just a social club.
I like raiding, and sometimes to raid I have to include people I don’t like. Sure, I could ask them to leave, but there’s something really awkward about going “Hey, I think you’re kind of a cuntcanoe. Can you please leave?” Besides, someone else will always go “Hey I like that person. If you don’t like them then I’ll leave too!” and next thing I know the guild is made up of only me, Ori, and Fuzzbutt.
That would kind of suck, so I put up with people I don’t like. It’s like work, only I don’t get paid, but I get to have more fun and ride around on a dragon, so whatever. I’ll put up with a lot if I get to ride around on a dragon.
Actually I take that back, no one in the guild irritates me as much as my co-worker. Oh my god, guys. I want /ignore IRL.
Anyway. It’s not as if I just decide not to like someone and that’s it. Let’s take my new shiny co-author for a moment. I used to like James! :) Then…then I did not like James. :( Then James stopped doing whatever it was he was doing that rubbed me the wrong way (seriously I don’t even really remember what it was anymore) and ta-da, I like James again. :)
It’s just a shame that some people are perpetual buttnuggets.
Sometimes, on a bad day, my temper gets the better of me and I explode in a fit of rage. On a better bad day it only explodes in officer chat.
That’s okay, though! I’m really GM becuase 1) I love making new joke ranks and demoting people to them 2) I like changing the tabard! and
3) no one else wants the job. 3) gkicking vocal Star Wars fans is fun.
I’m sure it’s the same for officers, too–it’s a fine line to walk.
Fine lines can dig into the feet, but falling off hurts more.