Moron of the day

Hey there,

Over on the Greedy goblin he has a running feature called "moron of the day", It can be quite entertaining. I submitted this screenshot to him a while ago, but he didnt run it so I will publish it here. Honestly I just dont get some people, they have no idea about opportunity cost and no appreciation for the time and gold it cost them to level a profession. Its right up there with "I can sell my belt buckles for 5g each and its still profit cos I farm for free LOL!!!1". No moron. You just used 50g worth of mats and if you had just sold the mats on the auction house you would be 45g better off. If you hadnt bothered at all you would be 3 hours of your life better off. Times money too. Anyway I digress. This isnt the most stupid thing I ever saw in game by a mile, but I think it sums up why a casual guy like me can still rank in the top 10% of players.

The most amount of gold I ever made

In a nutshell i bought an epic gem for 3k. tried to flog it on trade for an hour and gave up, cut it to agilty so I could use it if it didnt sell and put it on the AH. Wish I had rolled a JC years ago.

A tale of three princes part two

Part two

Mrs Puddlefeathers sighed deeply and with a fond look and a shake of her head told the young Princess about the plight of the Rat Prince. “The Prince I am afraid is currently a prisoner my dear. Some years ago a wicked goblin witch cornered the market in tasty Lancashire cheese (which all the world knows is the tastiest cheese…) and upped the prices by 1000%. Well the rats were being impoverished by these steep prices and kittens were going hungry so the Prince being the brave Prince did the Princely thing: He boldly crept into the castle past all the wicked tomcat guards and made his way to the witches larder. Unfortunately he set off a hidden magical alarm and before he could make good his escape with all the cheese he could carry he was caught, by the witch, and turned into a frog! He’s been stuck by the pond of her roof garden ever since.”

“Frog huh?” said the Princess, “well that shouldn’t be an issue seeing as I am a Princess. One kiss and I can see if there’s any truth to the story about those whiskers of his.” “Did I mention the warts?” asked Mrs Puddlefeathers. “Wa…wa…warts?” replied the Princess paling slightly. “Don’t worry dear” soothed Mrs Puddlefeathers, “I’ll get you some ointment.”


So that is how the Princess came to travel to the land of the goblins. It was very easy to get to, with a superb transportation network and a Starbucks on every corner(some say it was a Goblin who created Starbucks, but that might be just a rumour.) Before long she had arrived at Witches lane, the major shopping area for spells, wands, fortune tellings, curses and tasty Lancashire cheese (yes the goblins still own the monopoly on the importation of that particular luxury item, much to the distress of the poverty stricken rats.) As she walked down the main thoroughfare, past all the rows of Goblin Skymagetowers and being bustled by busy goblin businessmen barging past with barely a “times money friend” by way of apology, she spotted the tower she was after. Or rather she spotted on the public lawn opposite said tower a swarm of rats clustered around a telescope they had somehow managed to erect over the back of a bench and pointing at the roof of the tower. As she walked over to the giant pack she couldn’t help but notice the way they kept pushing and shoving each other to get a turn at the telescope (though they were all careful not to knock it) and so it was with some amusement she loudly said “Excuse me please, I am looking for the Prince of the Rats. Is he in that tower?” and watched them all fall over in shock and astonishment. “Blimey Miss” squeaked one “Don’t sneak up on a poor girl like that will ya you near gave me the death o fright. Our old prince he’ up in that there tower alright but there’ no way to get to him see. The towers rigged with magical traps, we’ve no way of getting past those blasted tommies that witch has guarding the door and even if we did get past all that… well he’s a frog now Miss ain’t he? Not a lot any of us ladies can do for the lad right now, just sneak a peak and try to see if he still has his whiskers”

“humph, mind if I look?” asked the Princess bending down and peering through the glass (though being careful not to move it) without waiting for a reply. Looking through she could see up on a balcony just a few stories up a small roof garden with, sure enough, a pond and a rather large frog. “I can’t see any warts…” she muttered under her breath, which produced a startled response from the rats that were clustered around her. Ignoring them however she stepped boldly forward to the tower and as she crossed the thoroughfare she could see the Tomcats at the gate had spotted her. Sure enough they had marked her out as she had spoken to the rats and now with arched backs they hissed at her “HISSSSSSS!” Now this would surely have seen off any rat so foolhardy as to try to gain entrance to the tower, but not our Princess! Oh no. Not at the prices they had charged her for a cappuccino just before she got to witches lane! So with a clap of her hands and a stamp of her foot she shooed them away (drawing gasps of admiration from the audience of rats behind her). She then pondered her next move, a tad concerned about the magical traps mentioned by that rat earlier. After all she had no wish to be caught, she came looking for a prince but being a frog princess next to a frog prince wasn’t what she had in mind. Soon however she came up with a plan and she braided her long dark hair. Turning the end into a lasso like in one of her books on cowboys she then had fun missing the railings at the top of the balcony with the end of it. “This is harder then it sounded” muttered the Princess “He had better be worth it. My arms are starting to ache.” She got it in the end though which just goes to show that sometimes a little perseverance is worth the effort. Climbing up onto the balcony she announced to the startled frog “I am a Princess! I’m here to rescue you!”


Well as can be imagined the frog was a little non-plussed by this, but the Princess moved swiftly smearing her lips with ointment that she hoped would work, crouching down in front of the frog and with two firms hands holding him (and trying not to notice his hideous warts) she closed her eyes puckered up and laid a big kiss on his lips. As she felt the frog kiss her back though a worm of doubt entered her mind. Why had he not changed back yet? “Oh no” she though as the kiss lingered “Am I kissing the wrong frog?” The final straw though was when she felt the big slimy frog tongue slip past her lips and brush the roof of her mouth: she’d had enough! As she broke contact trying very valiantly when alls said and done not to be sick there and then she did however spot that where once sat a frog there now stood a rather large (and if one were to be put on the spot a rather uncommonly good looking) rat looking at her with an amused glint in its little beady eye. “Jolly good of you to come and save me like that what?” he exclaimed “still I think you might want to consider getting us out of here sharpish. Before you know, Goblin witch, outstanding disagreement on acceptable profit margins etc, etc?” “Why yes of course!” said the Princess “Lets get out of here!” and so as the Rat Prince leapt onto her shoulder she went to the edge of the balcony gulped “don’t look down!” and abseiled down by her hair to the distant sound of many rodent cheers.

So it was as they landed at the base of the wicked goblin witches tower, the Princess found herself surrounded by a mass of cheering adoring rodent females (luckily rats don’t wear knickers or for sure she would have been covered in them) as they all pushed and shoved each other in there effort to see the Prince. “I love you!” they squeaked. Quite the rock star she thought to herself, looking at his whiskers. Maybe there was something to them she pondered while they hurriedly walked away into the sunset together for their happy ending, after all they were quite long and rat…YANK! The Princess was nearly pulled backwards and came to an abrupt stop. She couldn’t go a single step further and turning her head she could see why. Her hair was still attached to the railings on the towers balcony! And to make matters worse she had walked so far she had pulled the knot tight. There was no way she could get that loose! Panic overwhelmed her as she thought about the witches reaction when she caught her and punished her. “I don’t want to be a frog” she thought. The rodent lord however had quickly seen the issue. With a yell of ”Never fear Princess my dear, For I am here! HURRAH!” he scampered up her braid. At the top on the balcony his clever little fingers quickly undid a knot to tight for human fingers our Princess as the Gallant Princes final exit, swinging from the end of her braid to the safety of her shoulder inand one the princess feared might have to be cut off, yet none of that made as much an impression on a giant arch with the Cry “For Love and Cheese!”

And that dear reader is how the Princess came to meet the Prince of the Rats.

A tale of three princes part one

This being a story I wrote as a birthday present. Had some technical issues with it and ripped out alot of the dialogue as I wasnt happy with it. Part two to be posted soon when I resolve an issue with the ending.

A tale of three Princes

Once upon a time in the far away land of Yaslasyia lived a beautiful Princess in an enormous giant white tower that was so tall you could see from its summit for miles around. It had vast pretty gardens, a grand entrance hall and its many bedrooms were filled with all the Princess’s many many books that nobody else wanted to read. So many books in fact the housekeeper Mrs Puddlefeathers despaired of all the dusting she had to do as she waddled around the tower cleaning in between making the Princess cups of tea with the help of the talking teapot Henry and his accompanying cups Ernest and Percy. She had to admit she quite liked Henry, he was quite sensible as talking teapots go, but the cups could be just so silly at times!

It was during an elevenses that the she noticed the Princess gazing longingly out of the window and she seemed down at the mouth, so she quacked “what’s wrong my dear?”. “Oh I don’t know” replied the Princess “I just keep watching the road waiting for a Prince to ride up and ask to court me, but they never do.” Well Mrs Puddlefeathers was quite taken aback at this” You do realise my dear that there aren’t many Princes floating around out there and besides your so pretty it probably deters potential suitors!” Henry chirped in then with a suggestion that maybe the Princess should approach a Prince herself? Ernest and Percy found that hilarious and proceeded to mock him as they always did like to poke fun at him, until Mrs Puddlefeathers snapped “Oh shut up you two, that was a good idea! Thank you Henry. Hmmn now lets see, who would be suitable?”

Well that Dear Reader is how the Princess came about travelling to the land of Rhinos to meet their Prince. He was widowed and a tad old, but as everyone knows the rhinos have a reputation as perfect gentlemen with impeccable manners, so it was certainly worth a visit! It took a week to reach the land of the Rhinos, a vast plain of grass and shopping centres where they served grass cakes with the coffee to cater to the locals in the Starbucks. The Princess found The Prince of the Rhinos in a retirement home next to a particularly good grazing patch where he seemed quite pleased to see her. She did admit he looked rather fine, with his purple velvet dinner jacket and immaculate black trousers, but those glasses he wore were enormously thick and he seemed hard of hearing: she had to speak very loudly and repeat herself a lot. The final straw though was rubbing cream into his bunions for him, the cream smelt horrible and made her hands all slimy. This wont do she thought, we have nothing in common at all. He doesn’t even read! So off she trudged back home.

Well as you can imagine the Princess was a bit depressed about the outcome of the trip, but Mrs Puddlefeathers soon cheered her up with a nice cup of tea and the suggestion she try the Prince of the Monkeys. “I don’t know” pointed out Henry, “the monkeys are all quite young you know. It might be years before their Prince is old enough to marry” “Well I can go and see” replied the Princess. “Yes” quacked Mrs Puddlefeathers, “Go and see what you think, you ought to get along swimmingly.”

So Dear Reader the Princess set off to the land of the Monkeys, a hot place deep in the jungle with lots of trees and creepy crawlies. It took a week to hike up there and they didn’t even have any Starbucks! that’s how far away it was. Well when the Princess arrived she met the Princes mother and they had a nice cup of tea and a chat, then went out to the trees where the Prince was playing with his friends throwing fruit at an elephant who was trying to sleep. “Come down from there and meet this Princess, she’s come along way to see you” yelled his mum. “NO!” “You come down right now mister!” “I DON’T WANT TO! SHES A GIRL! I DON’T LIKE GIRLS” “Don’t make me come up there and get you!” yelled his mum, to which the naughty prince put his hand to his bottom and taking something very nasty threw it at the Princess before retreating high into the tree out of sight. How rude! It got all in her hair and smelled horrible and that was the end of that! She was very angry as she walked home muttering to herself.

When the Princess arrived home at the tower Mrs Puddlefeathers ran a bath for her and washed her hair, then they sat down for a nice cup of tea. “I am not happy” declared the Princess “that horrible little monkey isn’t anything I want to spend time with. There has to be another Prince! Who else is there?”

“Ermm, well. Let me think. The Prince of the Tigers was shot last year by a big game hunter. The Prince of the elephants got married last year to a snake and the Prince of the Zebras has declared himself gay and run off with another Zebra to San Francisco. About the only eligible bachelor that springs to mind is the Prince of the Rats and well…”. “A rat?” said the Princess flatly. “Oh don’t be put off by the fact he is a rodent” Henry had been quiet until now and ignoring the giggles from the teacups he spoke on: “By all accounts he’s a very handsome rat, quite tall with a black coat and white belly. His whiskers are supposed to be incredibly dashing (if your into that sort of thing, which evidently Lady rats are) His courage though that’s the thing. You may not know, but all the Rodents elect their Princes and Princesses and the Prince of the Rats was elected by unanimous acclaim after a feat of the most astonishing bravery!” “Really?” replied the Princess, now intrigued “whatever did he do?”. “He squeaked at a cat! Now now, don’t look at me like that it’s a very brave thing for a Rat to stand up on his hind legs, look a pussycat straight in the eyes and squeak defiance at him. That cat was outta there I tell you! Ran for the hills.” “Sounds to me more like a scaredy CAT” muttered the Princess, to which Mrs Puddlefeathers pointed out the Prince of the Rhinos was still available. “Ok so the Rat Prince it is” beamed the Princess “where can I find this gallant rodent?”

Now there Dear Reader lies a tale in itself…

T13 set bonuses announced

Yes folks T13 has been announced or at least the first public draft of them. Already on wowinsider and other places a chorus of tears has wailed its woe to the heavens asking "why oh great and furious ghostcrawler why? how art I angered thee?" Well firstly some of these bonuses are insanely op (looking at you hunter 2p) while others seem to very little. We have warlocks having their long doomguard summons getting buffed, we have hunters being so awash with focus we will be spamming instant arcane shots. We have ret paladins being able to use judgements to generate holy power and enhance shaman generating maelstrom procs with the ghost wolves and then getting buffed for the instant cast lightining from said wolves. Rogues can pop tricks for an increase of burst and kitties get a mechanic that rewards them running out of combat and then feral charging back in. Why oh Blizz gods Why did you do this???? I think I have a clue. The deathwing fight is going to be the ultimate dance boss. Melee wont be able to stay within melee and casters aint gonna be given 2.4 secs to stand still to get off a shadowbolt. Its going to be a pig, its going to be brutal and its just the type of arcane platform game that leaves me cold. So despite the fact this hunter is drooling over his glorious set bonuses (which honestly CANNOT make it live, we would be impossible to balance unless you want to half the damage of all our shots) I am crying tears too. In fact I broke my QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ key see? held it down so much :(. Difference between me and the forum tears though Is I am thinking about what these set bonuses mean, not just ranting on about how inner rage is rarely used on an arms warrior: think moron!! Its going to be if their raid prototype stays in its current alpha form. I dont know if this will happen of course. Its where I am placing my bets though.

The curse of server reset. Now I am bored.

Yes indeed, its that time of the week again. Servers just gone down. Normally this isnt an issue, I would be at work.. or playing something. Or sleeping. This time however I was doing arenas with a DK to desperately cram in cps before the cap.

How did it go you maybe wondering? well we did win 2 games. Lost 8. pretty much to the same thing actually: my partner getting squished. 3.8k ressil, but hes going down in 30secs v another dk (I locked the mage out with cc trap then after the trinket wyvern sting). I cant criticse too much, after all when I am double charged by a double warr combo I also go down like a sack of shit. Still he would have been better with a healer if only he could have found one at that late a date.

Speaking for myself, I have been slacking abit arena wise. Since I got the bow theres been not alot of point. 2p ruthless with 2.4k cps in the bank, but why spend them? What for? season 10 ruthless will be obsolete vendor trash as soon as S11 comes out and I have to replace everything with season 11 ruthless bought with honour. So why waste gems/enchants? Still I did answer the cry of a couple of late comers this evening. A resto shammy I took 4 for 6, this DK.

It did however disrupt what I was actually doing today: my enchanter/tailor protadin has hit 68 (from 52 last week) so I was leveling both proffs, all the way through runecloth and stupid amounts of netherweave, deing so much stuff that honestly I was wondering where I had got it all from. 2 bank alts worth of things to de and wow it took alot of time. Havent really finished, as I need to start on my frostweave stockpile for tailoring and was only halfway through the arcane dust for enchanting. All in all theres alot more to do. Still will be worth in in the end. After this gets to 85 its just the skinnner/herby farmer and my alchemist frost mage. Independence will be mine! Then I can go back to having fun doing fun stuff on my main (like losing arena matchs).

Pvp and gearing

You know its frustrating turning 85. I used to find leveling boring and it is. Still its when you hit 85 the hard work begins. I ding I have ~85k hps, I cant queue for the normal 85 dungs let alone the heroics. No chance of a raid spot anywhere let alone a BH pug. I might creep into one, but I had better be lucky they dont inspect me and we oneshot it...

Anyway, only way forward there (aside from stupid amounts of gold spending) is to pvp gear it. a 16-18k honour grind that takes literally days of play time. No not a few days playing at 4-5 hrs a day I mean 30-40+hrs of play. Not the fun kind of play either: no getting loads of killing blows and achievments and winning bgs. Nope, this is being farmed being one shotted, going down in a rogue stunlock so quickly he decides "fk this bg I dont care if we win or lose, this guy is going to give me the wrecking ball achiev LOL!" Grats Scrubkiller. Grats on your achievment. As the goblins say "Glad I could help!" cant say I enjoyed it at the time.

Along the way though you discover things about the game and can I just say I have discovered this: Class>skill>gear. Yes sir its true. heresy maybe but its true. On a feral or enhancemnet shaman I can kill a skilled geared hunter and he has no chance at all. None. It like clubbing a baby seal. I am an awful enhance shammy, I keep forgeting totems and not dropping them, I miss doing things I should (like use maelstrom weapon procs) really numpty scrubness. I have 83k hps, I am wearing 2p t10 and 251 shoulders, heck my most advanced piece of gear is from hyjal and still I butcher hunters with 130khps. So very simple to do, I dont even need an 85 to do it. Put me against a rogue who knows how to play ofc its a different story, but then the rogue class isnt so badly fked versus melee who are unkitable. I think I am supposed to kite the rogue actually. Hmmn might have to try that.

Anyway digressing. As a lock its suicide in a bg. Long cast times combined with "is that it?!!!" dots and no heals/significant defensive cds. Really I have to say as a hunter I am sad sorry and ashamed of all the times I QQ'd about how shitty my class is: Locks have it worse. Paladins are lol for the most part real fun to play. I do very well with them and they dont need gear to work. I dont know why Blizz have made enhance and ferals so baddass, but its kinda silly. If you want some real fun you will find those classes dont need gear or skill. Just pick your fights: I recommend hunters and locks as your targets. My next 85 will be a frost mage. I cant wait.

Still wish there was a better way to gear though: oh wait there is! its called guilds running you through bot/brc to gear you... shame I dont have a guild that does that for my alts. Still the mage wont be so hard, I might even enjoy it.

tanking my first hc

What can I say? I got bored :P

theres nothing to do on nightgerby my hunter. I decked him out in pretty much what he needs. I cant be arsed to wipe 5 times to down a troll boss and it isnt woth an hr of my life for 140 "jps next patch" I raided some firelnad trash with pugs and the guild (to help out with the guild, my gm pays well for it) where my deeps is fine. Can I imporve him? oh god yeah. Do I need to? nope. Could do deathwing right now if I didnt log in for another 6 months. Comes from knowing my class and rotation oh so very well.

Anyway so knowing expanison is under a year away and planning for this I am busy trying to get my proff alts up and ready. By ready I mean geared enough to level to lev 90 without undue tears and hardship on a pvp server with gold to spare for 5000% flying and training etc. So on this protadin of mine, doing dailies, messing about and I misclicked. Yes I meant to queue for a bg. I hit the lfg and had a call for arms, thought screw it. After all worst happens is what? "l2p nub!" "you have been removed from the group"


I announced as I went in that "hey guys :) I am a new tank this is my first hc :) if you want me to leave I will, but I will try my best and any advice/tips you can give appreciated". Well they were firm about me not leaving. Something about the length of the dps queues... The shad priest and lock I admit impressed me. My hunter couldnt have matched them yet they never stole aggro (got to love players who know to fade/soulshatter/etc) the DK had 9.6k gscore (my hunters on 8.8) so obviously raid geared. We took every achievment from the place. A great run, didnt get any gear but I enjoyed it. Its so much fun playing with normal people not idiots and the iceing was the final comment at the end as they all dropped group: I had asked them for comments on my tanking and thanked them for playing with me he said "your tankings fine you never lost aggro. queue again!"

oh tanking oh pain oh joy

What can I say? I made a tank. A proper tank. A paladin omg "sick bitch" tank.

I played at tanking before with my warr, but really It was a poor experience. This one though my word. Helps I heirloomed it to death. Spent a fortune on enchants, blues and armour kits for the duration of her trip to level 85. She always had gems in the mail box from my jc for all her tbc and wrath gear slots. Was a mixed experience.

You know looking back, the questing was a dream, fantastic, real fun. Even after the magic lev 60 when yr in "boring" old content it was dam good fun. She rolled so much shit over, did nagrand and zul arenas at her lev SOLO (roflmao) went into ungoro at lev 49 and killed devilsaurs for the giggle. elites 6 levs above me. Damn Blizz nerfed this game so hard...

Anyway, so ya ridiculous silly leveling. Sitting outside the alliance port in howling fjord on a spawn point and leting it auto attack its way 3 levels for 6 hrs was cool ya. Pvp though: what was that? didnt do alot on this one. a few bgs at lev 12-13. one shotting rogues with avenging shield. Learning to fear hunters. Met a shadow preist in stv while questing, it dotted me, I rode off, rode deep into the hills and hit lay on hands. Idiot followed me. opps. avenging shield silences. then my stun. then oh knows, yr dead. this was in my lev thirties. I didnt pvp much after that, a few alterac valleys (kills 17, deaths 7. kills 20, deaths 5. that sort of thing) made so much easier by being a tank. Healers like tanks in av. That has to be what it is. On my hunter, I get death gripped and raped by 4 bad guys and 15 guys ride past without helping. Simply announcing hey guys I be a tonk, well its simple aint it? get me with a healer to the last boss and we win and its triples all around at the bar afterwards. I get death gripped, theres 3 healers spamming me heals with rogues, dks all around spazzing out on the bad guys. Cant get killing blows in for all the help I get :P.

World pvp apart from the silly spriest, I met a shaman in borean tundra, it attacked me after I had rounded several other mobs up. It died in my aoe along with the gnomishmechnognomes. I thought it was a rare :P until the honour gain and I couldnt loot it lol. then it anked and popped wolves, and tried to heal. Well I might have flown away from the ankh, cos I aint a cunt, but the wolves is a duel flag as far as I am concerned. Might as well have hit bloodlust. Avenging shield interupts heals, hammer of oh I am sorry you appear to be badly wounded, and yey more honour to me. At lev 83 I went back from deephol to vashir to unlock the earthen ring qmaster, had a lev 80 paladin attack me. He did it strangely, we were both killing eels. he killed mine, I helped him kill his. after we looted, he attacked me, so I stunned him and swam off to give him time to think (with me being 3 levs up on him and having deepholm gear etc), but he followed. So I killed him swiftly. Went on my way. Well next big trash pull I did for next quest, had 3 briney serperents on me, he showed up again with a friend! a lev 80/81dk. They both died in my aoe. Honestly this sounds sicker then it is, but really as a protadin you hammer off an aoe rotation on 2-3+ mobs which isnt much short of yr 1v1 rotation and you really spank asses. Yes I use aoe rotations in bgs and yes I do rape people with them.

Tanking though...
it warrents a seperate post. In a nut shell it was traumatic. I dont care what the group does, I soloed every dung at my lev until I hit northrend without drama. I recall one dung where the dps had given me grief (blackrock mountain) they all died cos they pulled while my everything was on cd, they all died and were calling me to wipe. They watched from their bodies as I soloed the boss, then ressed them one by one. Then asked them to please let me pull. Yet 50% of all groups will not let me pull. Yeah I am a paladin but I dont have an aoe taunt. If the hunter starts nuking the axemaster and the lock starts on the warmaster and the frost mage frost novas the 3 caster mobs half way to reaching me (despite I pulled them with avenging shield cos the silence makes casters melee me which lets my melee attack them holding aggron on them and not on you) I have a big problem. Its so simple, so easy for me, just give me 5 secs

5 secs.

AGAIN just 3 globals!! 5 fucking seconds!!! WTF is the matter with you? and then the abuse comes: "this tank..." "noob tank" "l2p retard" "l2 hold aggro". Fuck you all. I would rather solo the content. I would rather forgoe the leveling advantages of dungeons and solo quest/pvp to 85. Fk you and your sad and sorry shit. No a free pet/mount bag isnt gonna make me do it. They can go wallow in their 45 minute dps queues. Now I am 85, buying gear of the ah, ran a bh pug with a nice group let me roll with them despite undergeared (ya tanks are really short full stop. strange huh?) they were like ya a tank!!! omg, ya YOU dont have to worry about gear...

Long story short. Ya I am a tank. You wont be seeing me in yr lfg queue though. You cant pay pay me enough to suffer your bullshit.

The difference between leets and pros

The difference between a "leet" player and a pro player is when a "leet" meets a "nOOB" he tells him so. "L2p" "YOU SUCK" vote kick reason "nub" and my favourite of all "please leave". A pro player will work with what hes got and get the job done. Enroute the nub either learns whats offered or gets kicked/wastes the opportunity. The leet whines about how wow is hard because of the scrubs, how they prevent him from getting on. The pros dont need to whine.

I was reading http://thenoisyrogue.wordpress.com/2010/12/28/please-leave/ not so long ago and it got me thinking. Not up front, more at the back of my mind gnawing away. Theres been similar threads on mmo champion about stuff like this as well. I have had some experiences myself of this (of course) I've been asked to leave or vote kicked from lfgs before.

I also listened to totalbuscuit over at cynical brit http://www.cynicalbrit.com/news/blue-plz-new-year-epicsode/, discussing this (round about 25 mins to 32 mins into the podcast). I listened to the podcast, cos I fell asleep new year about 5pm and though I meant to spend my new year listening to him I guess working 15 nights in a row caught up with me. His comments there also made me ponder the point. I will sum up here very simply: he talked about a guy pulling 3k dps in heroic grim batol, who after the third wipe on the boss because of his low dps, had the guts to say yeah its me holding you back and then left the group so they could continue with a better dpser. His comment was I want to give that guy a medal, he has guts, he has balls, he has a SPINE.

Well as my memories come back to me of various fuck ups, screw ups and rows with idiots like flashbacks almost, I recall my first experience of the "leet" a guy called yorken or some such. I started lfging for the first time in my early(mid?) 30s. I had been playing wow less then two weeks and had been doing rather well by myself, but pretty much like I always do with anything important I went and researched to death beforehand what I was supposed to do before I went into the dungeons. My research being the Brady game strat guides (yes i am one of those guys who buy strat guides, they normally serve me well). Well these were vanilla guides and atlases, full of infomation how to trap dance, how to offtank, how to scout and lecturing how I must watch my healer and if an add starts eating his face its my job to stick a distracting shot into it and lead it back to the tank or to my frost trap. ie not relevant to the wrath babies in full heirlooms zerging the bosses.

So I entered my first ever pug, got uld, opened my atlas up on the desk next to me and started to roll. Was horrified when yorken ignored everything the guide said and just mass pulled 3 packs at a time, mass pulls that were out of all control, rushing ahead while one pack isnt even totally dead to pull the next and generally being a nightmare. the healer fell behind because he was drinking, I fell behind and so did the rogue as we were looting and our tank started screaming over party chat about our low dps and to keep up. After the group wiped, 3 dead with the healer being saved by myself with my cc and kiting, as the healer ressed the others I interupted the tanks diatribe to point out he was going too fast, the group wiped because of him and he should leave his mouth of me, because if it wasnt for me saving the healer he wouldnt be being ressed right now he would be doing a long corpse run. The next thing that happened was I was kicked from the group. Well I was outraged. Not so much at the moron, but at the others for voting yes.

Anyway I requeued and what do you know? inside 3 mins i get scar mon cathedral. Yorkens the tank. So i guess the others had the sense to quit after i was kicked. So I was like "oh its you" and got simliar posts back. Anyway apart from a few snides over p chat to each other ("your not letting yr healer drink again" "stop looting and keep up hunter") we just got on and did the job. Then at the end of the dungeon as all the others left he said "nightgerbil:"
and linked a recount. It showed I was firmly 4th dps, below the tank and just above the healer. The other hunter did half again the dps I did. Then he said "that other hunter was using volley: you are doing single target dps. You need to use vollies." Now you cant argue with that. Numbers dont lie. So I said "ok I will fix that" and I am delighted to say I never met him ever again. Turns out I couldnt train volly until I turned 40 anyway and I have no idea how heirloomed up those guys were but I was in crappy gear with bad talents.

Still as I say the numbers dont lie. I sucked. I didnt enter another lfg until I was in my 50s 5-6 weeks later, after having conversations with many others enquiring as to why I was avoiding the dungeons. It was being noted, I was fking about fishing, exploring and doing stupid achivements instead of getting on and getting to 80. Having been encouraged to try, I found I was actually quite good. Volley spam worked but when the brown stuff hit the spinney thing I saved groups from wiping and they seemed to like it. My first raid on the other hand was in uldar for a weekly. Never had been in, didnt know shit. The raid leader knew this as well. He picked it up from the fact i didnt know to get into a vechile. I got a w to jump into his vecihle and via /w he told me how to fire, got me firing at stuff which i did ok at, when we got to razorwing dragon thingy, he set me to the harpoons on raid chat "because the hunter can dps at range and do the harpoon" in private he explained to me in words of no more then two syllables exactly what i had to do. It wasnt hard. The boss went down we all got our frosties I got a gj in /w and I really really appreciated how he didnt humilate me in raid chat and what a wonderful differnece this was between my first lfg experience.

Meanwhile on my dk I have been kicked from groups leveling up through outlands. Pretty much I have agreed with the kicks to. Doing 400dps when the others are doing 1k, ya I suck. I am a shitty dk. I cant make it work. it seems basic enough, frost rune strike, plague rune strike, puts 2 dieseases on the target. Then hit pestilence it spreads the dots. They need time to tick ofc. Then theres my deathstrike that hits hard and heals me a bit. theres other bits of fluff, but basically i can do single target damage while the others aoe crap down and my aoe takes 3 gcds to even start ticking, by which the trash is normally dead if the group is any good. I tried dropping death and decay, I tried using other abilties, I guess it doesnt help the things not in heirlooms and hes still in his dk starter gear at 68, bar the the nagrand arena weapon, but yeah... I suck. I cant do dungeons as I get chain kicked. So I have given up on it. It gets taken out for a few quests now and again and I have to say, its fking awesum to solo with sooo resilliant, able to take bad pulls and lay watse to ten mobs at a time all at higher level. It is good fun to play. Unplayable though as I cant do dungeons with it.

Lastly theres my Holadin. Oh my I have never had so much fun. Its gross. As a healer topping dps meters while not letting anyone die, ya its awesum sauce, never been kicked yet. I have actually got a few real id requests, heh. I did however stop some dks being kicked. Bless erm they only had 400 dps, below mine but screw it we got the dung down anyway...

patch 4.03 finally!!

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Civ5 yey!

What more needs adding? bought the game. Installing it now. Civ was an awesum game in its original format, though i prefered coloniaztion. The combat though was wierd, this battle ship has an attack of 16 that bronze age spearman has a def of 2. so every 9th time the battleship lost to the spear man and died instead. Well they fixed that in Civ2, a game I truely loved. Played it for years long after civ3 and civ4 came out. Truely amazing and one of my all time favourites. Civ 3 was simply broken. they regressed the combat system back to civ1 and let corrupution run so rampant that the game was unplayable. Any redeeming features in it were lost by these 2 failed mechanics. So Civ4? awesum game yes. As good as civ2? no. It seemed to lack so many things upto and including the ease which I could knock out a scenario to test my self (imagine if you will two small islands with enough room for 4 cities, small cities with a fair bit of production, linked by a 1 wide 20 long land bridge, identical resources and its the mongols or romans on the other end. place the 8 cities, make them lev 3 with 1 def unit each and go...) Idk, civ4 seemed to lose its way a bit with its own cleverness. Loved religions, loved some of the scenarios, found the editor didnt work for me, seriously enjoyed warring at the top difficulty levels. I have to say though that if I am in a peaceful "building" mood and want to try a space ship, prince has always been the best level for that, simply its where your closest to the ai in equality of resource manufacture and peaceful ai civs will leave you alone as long as your similar in power levels to them (ie your not a tasy snack). I always found it ironic that ai civs would only be friendly to equals and seemed to virtually commit suicide when you were twice as strong as they were. I think civ 4 at diety levels closer resemebles the free for alls you used to find in quake. very good fun and the games are short. Anyway. Civ5, they seem to have cut down the tech tree a little, made some things easier so lets see. If the games as good as I hope it is, see you all in a week.

Pvp musings

I got to thinking lately about why I pvp. What brought this to the fore front of my mind was a recent arathi basin battle we got pwned in. You know the drill, 6 good ally players take out each objective against the countless horde, all playing as individuals. fk knows what the rest of the allies were doing, probably wetting themselves in joy and watching us be taken apart. I couldnt get into the game, a run in and wyvern sting that lock, oh dear stunned by a pali, charged by a warrior and oh yes thats a rogue just shadowstepped behind you. squish. Then they moved on to the next sucke... i mean fellow horde comrade in arms. So i ducked out from the farm battle, which resembles world war one (charging machine guns from the front) and it took a couple of goes but i got clear. Gm was undefended, but I was spotted by a lock and he was chasing me, so I didnt tarry. he didnt follow me beyond it thankfully, as I am pretty sure I couldnt have taken him and I got to the stables where a druid was fighting an ally frost mage. Now we all know how that goes, they freeze you to the ground, blink behind you and rape you. If yr lucky enough to actually get a few hard blows in they iceblock. Bitch of an opponent and this one was tough, he near took me down (while the druid healed himself and watched me do it for him). So i get a quick flag capture in while waiting for him to run back from the gyard to defend the stables and I get a w "dont cap!" why? "let them win" fuck that. I had canceled my flag capture as I thought he had a reason something sneaky maybe, like dont let them know we are here or something. So I took the flag. Got alot of "***** retard!!" over bg chat for it. I simply replied they aint getting their achievment for owning 5 bases here. "what really? you will wait an extra 2 mins to finish a lost bg just to deny them an achievment?" yes. Well allies won that game with 3 bases and any hordies dont like the fact I didnt roll over and die, they had the opportunity to put me on ignore.

As time has gone by my attitude to the allies has hardened. Wheras I used to ignore or even help them, it has slowly devolved into an an unreasoning hatred of the opposite faction. There was a 58 human pali today, stood in uc court yard. I dont know why or what he thought he was doing. After my exy shot killed him, it cost me 2 secs till the combat flag left me and I could remount, it cost me an arrow it was just a waste of time and didnt even register as a honour kill. It felt good though, made me smile. I sometimes see them in northrend while flying around, espec in grizzly hills, they do the pvp quests to help level and then I kill them. Or they fight in wg then all goto fish for the daily in scol basin. In fishing gear with pvp flags up. I get some pointed comments sometimes from other horde, they dont feel its appropiate maybe.

I didnt think it was appropiate when as a lev 74 I was going through the argent crusade quest chain of opening crusaders pinacleand doing the quest where you free trapped crusaders from webs and while busy in a fight 3 webs were popped around me by a lev 80 nelf hunter. The joy of hunters in that quest is we can track undead, so we can see which webs have neurabian ambushers in and which have trapped crusaders. Ofc it meant he could leave me with 3 higher level elites then sit on his dragon emoting "laughs at you" while they tore my pet apart and I fdeathed on the floor. If I had been a different class I would have died for sure, with a repair bill. I am reminded when I was a noob lev 20 something questing in ashenvale. got a quest taking me across to the beach on the other side of the zone and as I ride down it, I get tagged by the guards of astranar. Who the living fuck thought it was a good idea to put the main ally town slap bang in the middle of the main road? what the hell is that about? I didnt die from the guards, I got clear of them but they turned my flag on. Which the ??? gnome rogue really appreciated as he one shotted me then camped my body. Killed me 3 times, once i was lieing down behind a bank (I have no idea how he figured i was there, I was careful on that ress!), my pvp flag went off after that and he went on his way. good sport for him I am sure. If it had been a pvp server I would have had to have logged out and gone played mafia wars for an hour I guess.

I can give more examples, but I guess the point is the more time I spend around and with the opposite faction the more my dislike for them grows. The more stunts I watch them pull the more ruthlessly I gank any ally I can. Pretty much for me now if its red its dead and I will go out of my way to do it. It is very irrational though and that concerns me. I should maybe get a handle on this and throttle this behaviour back.

Au revoir Benny

Well yesterday My alpha rat Benny passed away. Hes been fading last 6 weeks or so, its old age he was 3 and a half years old. I segretated him away from the rest of the pack two weeks ago, when I came back from work and found him nearly catatonic and covered in bite marks from the others. I dont know why its pack nature to kill an old leader who falls, but I guess we see the same behaviour in the media with they way they handle celebrities, politicians even the England football manager.

Well after I took him out, started to nurse him, he managed a bit of food over next few days, started grooming again (very bad sign that had stopped: he was always a proud rat, grooming was always going on when he wasnt eating or exploring) he was alert sometimes, not in obvious pain or distress, but mainly slept. His back legs had stopped working, so he dragged himself about, but careful examination showed he was trying to use them. He lost a shed load of weight and was sad to see his emaciated state. So I been getting him out sleeping next to him, just spending time letting him curl up to me. Yesterday when I went to check him, he was cold, barely a heartbeat. So i stroked him a bit, he stirred a little, so put him under my shirt, to try and share some bodyheat with him, went to sleep. Woke up and he was gone, curled up and peaceful.

You know theres an old song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-FLDdjj27kQ&feature=related Guess my little boy broke even. Worse ways to leave this world I guess.

Now I am angry

You know what? the one thing I won't have is being wanked on. Its not happening I am NOT ok with it. So having had my icc10 blow up in my fking face, and being skipped again for icc25 I didnt expect this to happen in a sanctioned icc25 run. Now palp is an alt off a raider mage, hes advertised his raid in gchat and trade as such, its a guild sanctioned run right? wrong. Fking tool was grr. fk it. You know what? i can whine like a bitch all day, all that matters is 1 person left before we hit rotface, he refused to replce them "oh noes dont save people..." people want in fuck wit!!! anyone and everyone has 4/12, 7/12 would sell 10k knobhead! and we end up fking 4/12 cos dickwad calls the raid. I remonsrate him in private: nothing like I really feel where I tell him how I wish i was telepathic and could command his telephone cable to throttle him, no its stil civil, but hes telling me to stop talking or he will ignore me. Fk you. last raid of yrs I join. Idiot. I had people asking me to join as you knew cos I told ya and so did others. When people are saying inv xxx 5.6kgscode dps kslayer, you dont call the raid unless yr a tool, oh wait...

Fuckwit. So while they ranted and raved about why they werent happy and I told erm it was right they had a point, that would be addressed; The worse of this is we are supposed to pug Icc10 and voa, its why we dont do guild runs, supposed to be ambassadors...

Well I didnt handle it well. I admit. I went running to an officer like a little fucking weasel. Ya i grassed the fucker up. Ya know what kira said? you shouldnt be doing icc25 anyway. well yeah, but sanctioned grun right?? nope. why you getting locked out on me? oh hes harmed our rep? oh dear, erm i will ask him about this. [kiraous has gone offline] end of chat with ma officer. FFS. So A) it wasnt sanctioned, B) i pissed off my raid leader by getting locked out for fuckface and C) I am saved 4/12 icc25 as well as 6/12 icc10 this week. Mainly cos of fkwits.

Ya know I see my errors, its not like I am blind. No one owes me fuck all. A lock out, a spot I have to earn it. I am doing this completely wrong and upside down. I dont expect a free ride. I dont expect to carry fuckwits 4/12 though then bite my toungue when they give up on it. So I guess its timne to stop associateing with fkwits, regardless of their guild tag.you know having light under yr char name doesnt mean your not a fuckwit: it means your a fuckwit with light under your char name.

the misery of failure

You know I left naked gang my old guild because of failure. truth be told thats what it was. the failure ofc being my own. Its not that being in ng was making me unhappy, hell i was fking over joyed, used to run home from work to join the g chat. But i couldnt get a decent icc25 run to save my life, just wasnt happening. So with the failure of my afterlife overtures, and the failure of the launch of my 2nd icc10 team, mainly cos the people i recruited left the guild inside 2 weeks, then I met astu doing a os3d run for achiev, well ast was the holadin officer who persuaded me to take on my shammy for the good of the guild. Then astu left for a better progressed guild. So when astu said gerby we stalled on lk: want to come? I did. So now I am a member of light: one of the top server guilds, 6 i think. doing hc 25s and loving the loot and kingslayer title et al. Except I am not. I am still failing.

Last week went 6/12 in a stupid pug, supposed to be people with 7/12 achievs but tbh half the guys fought each other more then the mobs. went 6/12 and there you go, called. week before I went 0/12. Got in, but dps was pathetic. 5.5kgscore rogues doing 2k with buff. The 3.8kgscore boomkin (kingslayer on my alt honest!) doing 5k 2nd on meters under me. 6k ks bear /w me an apology cos with all due respect this group cant take out marrowgar, he doesnt want to be saved on this so he's passing and would i like to join his pug later?. Week before that I went 1/12 on an advertised alt boost run to go 4/12. even there i had fkers leaving halfway through. I also got /w asking why i was doing that. I mean seriously? ks pro gear? you dont have to do this man... well. beats not raiding at all i think.

So this week rite, doing it properly. rolled up my sleeves, got to buisness. inspect north dal bank with eg,going 10/12 you dont have gems/enchants dont bother me ty. Well it didnt fking work. I handed raid to a ten man ks so lootship could be hc, she handed it back to another (diff) raider, who then dictacted order of raid. after saur went to bcouncil (a mistake) did fester then rot. then a druid left. after that droped mini boss before dreamwalker and raid called. No try to replace "wont save anyone else to this" despite i had dps on call waiting to join. and yes they would have joined for the achievment. I always go for dreamwalker first, shes easier of all of them. Anyway, i quibble, point is i gave my raid over. Cant argue with the fact I am 6/12 again, just point out that again i have failed. Always failure.

You know greedy goblin/gevlon goes on alot about the m(orons) and s(lackers) who infest this game of ours, you know the ones I talk about, they were in this afternoon, /w me with there 71 talent specs and there ungemmed t9 and hateful gladiator gear. Well this is an mmorpg. Its about finding ten people (or 25) who are similar to you, in abilty and experience. Then going out and playing together. The fact I cant do this... I might as well just go fking gem for spell power seriously, I am just as lame, my results just as bad. I am failing at this game. I dont fucking like it, but its the sad and sorry truth. My continual failure to be able to find a group that can do anything that matters in the game eats at me. this example of my incompetance is unacceptable to me and its painful to admit. Its not like i can just wave a hand and say "ManS lol", cos ffs I am attracting decent players here. I also see what true good leaders do with top raiders on this server. suppose one disadvantage of occasionally getting into top pugs/raids you see the best and are shown yr place. I give an example here, cos its important to put into perspective.

There was an uld25 achiev run going down 2 weeks ago, saw it advertised alot, then later on gchat when looking for replacments. I got in there later after my dailes 2 bosses down and we went an wiped straight on next load of trash (ofc) so we came back in and i laid a fish feast. thats when i heard over vent (yeah did i mention the run was organised by foam, top horde guild on saurfang and we used vent?) "nightgerbil is in the raid? (laughter)" pretty much my rep i think. Took some comfat from replies of "nightgerbils pro man" and from the raid leader:"erm yeah nightgerbil has run with us before, hes always done real well despite being worse geared then most cos he listens to what i say and does what i asks" Well as a reference to "can you raid" I think that from the raid leader of top horde guild on my server isnt exactly damming, but its still not good that my prescence is worth mentioning. I then watched the raid carefully. It might seem he was kick happy, but ya know adrenaline (foam leader) and kira (my raid leader) kick people in the middle of fights. They kick between fights as well, but the point is they are hard with it. Dont perform, fail at mechanics and its bye bye. No question or discussion. So while I sit here pondering my failure, I look at the reason why i was /w wasnt passed lead of my own fucking raid back to me: "you are to soft on the pugs".

Something to ponder while I kick myself for failing AGAIN.

Who knows?

Yesterday was very frustrating for me. My guild was supposed to be doing an allied run with the afterlife on ICC25 on friday and sunday. Idea being our guys filled out their 25 man team we go 4/12 friday and 7/12+ on the sunday. Well the raid happened on friday but I got kicked from it, as by the time it filled it was only 1hr 30 mins before I had to leave for work and they had canceled the sunday run, it was all happening then. I wasnt happy. Even more unhappy next day when I learnt that from our end it was a disaster, our gm was kicked for bad gear and no enchants, half our guys didnt show up, our lock turned up with no soul stones and apparantly in pvp gear, plus our tank kept being one shotted by fester. All in all a handicap for the afterlife not a help and not the best start for either guild. Ill will and bad feelings all round I gather, but hey screw it.

So I made an icc25 yesterday. I promised myself I wasnt going to suffer the pain anymore. I am tired of the 71 specced hateful gladiator wearing scum giving me abuse when i say no sorry, "lol I cant afford epic gems" and the 800dps fury warrior telling me he needs to be in icc for the gear. No you dont. You need to be learning how to play your class. Still sometimes even I fail and i was pissed off ok?

So I did it. a simple "lfm icc25 need all clean run." thats it. no achievs, no inspects, nothing. another run started after i did i /w them talked to him abit. I had 7, he had 4 so we merged. Then a Foam guy (top horde raid guild on my server) /w me. brought in a few more top guys. Insisted on being master looter. So ya what the hell. Have it. 4 good people and I played with Foam before and they were always pros.

Got a great team it turned out. Two kingslayers, many hardmode raiders and a few newbies with 5k gscore who didnt have the achiev and werent sure about tactics. (those i coached via /w, i didnt shame them. I find this the best way to handle beginners in pugs, the ones taht want to learn anyway). Some of the dps was a bit low, but top ten were all 6k plus 12k on trash aoe fests.

By the time my summons came they were already clearing trash, it was pretty much hands off leading, they werent listening anyway. I spent most my time coaching the new guys in /w. Got a "l33te" point out we had 3 survial huntards so I came back with "when youve stopped pulling I can switch to mm and actually buff?" so they let me buff. which was nice. At which pt ofc my dps fell through the floor. FFS I must be the only tool who goes from surv to mm in full t10 and has his fking dps drop. /facepalm. 6.5k on marrowgar, 8.5 ldw, died on gunship. switched to survial again cos it was embarrasing for the frost giant weeklie quest and saurfang. All hunky dory everyone is happy, lets do rotface first and dream walker the we go for fester who might be a bit hard, then try pp? "ya ok gerby". Then it happened. Saurfang loot theres a protectors mark and a nice 1handed rogue sword. I stated in raid I wanted the sword, it was an upgrade, but I would never roll against the rogue for it. The other hunter who rolled apologised and to general murmers of approval I stated we dont roll on their daggers and swords they dont roll on our bows. Thats when the fury warrior won and received the sword. Then the warrior who won the roll on the mark of sanct saw the shammy who was second get the mark. 98 and 95 I think the rolls were. Now to be fair I think it was a genuine mistake by eley, but the raid went into uproar. I got it sorted, the rogue got his sword and the warrior the mark, but it was too late. 7 people had left. then before I could try to replace 4 more followed as they doubted I could replace. So I called it. Hstoned to Dal where I put a big thank you out on trade. Incidently I did that into a spam war, as my raid publically argued it out for all to see, "ninjas!" "leaving the fking raid morons!" etc.

Still I did some good, 8 frosts and 5 from the ICC weeklie for all. One of the new hunters got zods longbow and thats huge for him. Several got their storming the citadel achievment which should buy there way into moron pugs in the future. Several /w of thank yous which the social in me liked. My reputaion slighty grows, I am finding more decent people, better people are starting to notice me and wanting to tag along, plus a decent raid performance by me got noticed by a few members of some of the top server guilds, which cant hurt I guess for the future. Maybe just maybe its worth perserving with this pug leading. With a group like that I couldnt get past 4/12? ya but I know why and that wont happen again.

Maybe just maybe if I keep banging my head against the brick wall, the wall will fall down and then the headache will stop? Who knows?

A bad weekend

Basically my raid didnt happen. wont go into too many details, but the nuts and bolts are I couldnt get the people. the people I did get left after an hour, to be replaced with new people, who left after an hour and so on and so forth until I gave up after 3 hours. Partly its cos my guild didnt do their ICC10 run on saturday night (missing a tank) so they rescheduled it for sunday and several guildies who would have run with me didnt because of that. Partly it was the football. Partly cos I refused to take people in pvp gear or who didnt know the tactics. Rather not get saved to a pug that wipes on lady deathw thanks. So i called it.

Well then I saw on trade "lfm icc25 to join a guild run. continuing raid from last night 4/12 in doing plagueworks" oh ho! whats this? So I joined it we wiped 5-6 times on fester and then the raid was called. No achievments for me this week, no frosties this week from the ICC 25 and I cant pug one until after the server reset now I am saved.

So to cheer myself up I am going to go farm skyguard rep for a bit I think. Maybe work on my "insane" title.

Back to the raiding grind stone

Well got back from my holidays on monday. Chilled out on wow, pugged the ICC10 and did the weeklie before the server reset. Got the frosties to get my 4 piece t10 at last. My guild has reached the stage where they are wiping on festergut, struggling to fill out the raid with pugs and generally wondering why so many guild level 80s prefer to pug I guess. Well I plan from now on to hold myself available for them. They usually start progression while I work, but I saw them trying fester on the monday night, I could have jumped in there if I wasnt already saved. The first 4 bosses in ICC are only 8 frosties anyway and theres only bracers and saurfangs trinket that drops that I want from them. So I am stopping pugging ICC10 and will try to enter guild runs with them.

I have turned my eye to running 25 man pugs. Basically every pug I can get into calls it after saurfang goes down. The pugs that go further I cant get into with the achiev for plague works. Now I remember how I got into ICC in the first place, i formed my own pug so thats what I am doing. Starting 15.00 server time on sunday (incidently clashing with the england match DOH!), an achievment run on the plague works, no pvp gear and no bad gems/enchants. Advertsing it already on trade and found a few good people to join it as well as a few guildies who signed up :).

Well then I had the idea to advertise it on the realm server. Bad move on my part. Not only was I accused of looking for boosts (oh come on!! If i was gonna do that I would have offer gold and/or asked for the achievment from my pugs that i was trying to get). I also got my spec picked apart to my dismay as well as general critism of everything from my gems and enchants to my lack of experience and general scrublike scrubness. Well actually the critics did help me, I fixed a few errors in my build and I actually appreciated that scrutiny from some of the top raiders on my server. It can only make me a better player. However it is also obvious that the realm forum is the talking shop for the top raiding guilds and so called "pros/hardcore/elite" and that I wont find the people I am aiming to reach there. ie people with my competence, inexperience, willingness to wipe 170 times to learn the fight and drop the boss and frustraion with the "no achiev no invite noob!" culture.

Now I know WHAT it is I know how to use it, but I will save my recruiting for in game. If I can I plan to try to convince the players who do come to accept saving the raid and doing it again next sunday. If I can do that and we get a few weeks in a row at it who knows? I might even see the LK fight before cataclysm. first things first though; lets see if I can find 24 people who arent interested in football.

My first /ignore in an LFG pug

I never really used /ignore. Always seemed kinda self defeating and childish. After all in a lfg or battleground the chances of meeting that person again are very slim, you probably wont remember them in a month anyway and if the ruck between you was really that bad they will probably ignore you anyway saving you the trouble of seeing their name again in yr ignored list and remembering what they did that wound you up, winding you up. I'd rather not dignify the rude and the moronic with memory of them thank you very much.

On the server itself its different. When I was a very small level 30 something trying to kill an elite without a guild or friends to help me, a kind level 80 offered to help me in return for 12 truesilver bars. So I handed them over and he agreed to do it in an hour or so when he finished his buisness. Ofc he never got back to me and ignored polite queries over the next few days as to when he might spare the time. I didnt ignore him though, I added him to my fr list. I know his name I will remember his name and I wont deal with or trust him again.

Today though I coldly made the caluculation to ignore a shammy healer with a 6.1G score and kingslayer title. It started with the first Hc of the day, ended up in Azjol-Nerub. Now being close to my glory of the hero achievment I asked when i saw it, can we do the [watch him die] achievo please. This was ignored (ofc. not unusual, most pugs wont waste the time they want the emblems and I normally feel the same) and we blasted through the watchers before killing the Elder. Ce la vie.

That was when the healer pops into chat "which worthless scrub wanted to do an achievement?", I replied "nice" (not; "the same one who just did 7k dps while yr other dps did 3 you prick" like I wanted to) and got on with it. After all still normal pug behaviour. Dicks like that forget what its like to be 3 months into the game on your first level 80 trying to do cool shit.

Except thats when the big problem slammed home: after that I never got another heal. Not one. The last boss anub, is pretty intensive with the adds and the damage comes fast. I avoided being impaled on the claws, cos I am not a fuckwit who stands in the fire, but i still get hit by adds, the tank cant be everywhere. Now it could be I am being unfair, after all he healed the other 2 dps, who were standing in the fire (or in this case on top of the growing mound of dirt that signals a claw emerging to impale you). So I had to pot and bandage, fdeath and use deterence and every other defensive abilty I could, ended the fight on 3k hps (the other four were full health) while still putting out the dps. After all its common practice in pug raids not to heal hunters. Maybe hes used to his guild hunters using mend pet on themselves? who knows?

Well the group wanted to go on and do the seasonal boss, yeah I am up for that 2 extra frosties for 5 minutes work. Went in with my now 6k health, all others full health. Guess what? no heals I potted banadged twice, had my wolf die on me and gave up killing adds on the grounds I couldnt afford to pull one with my vollies. I stuck myself on the boss and did 800dps on him until he went vulnerable, then joined in nuking him. Finished the fight, with a health in the low hundreds while everyone else was guess what? full health. Can I stay alive with this guy as my healer? yes unless its an ICC 5 man I think. Do I want to? no way. First the extra mile I have to goto to stay alive affects my dps and risks my reputaion (after all do I want to be on the /ignore list of the best puggers in my battle group for "fking huntard, gear like that and only does 3k?") Secondly though it simply isnt fun. I play for entertainment and to unwind. I have grown a thick skin and ignore the children and their potty mouths, but making it hard work for me is crossing the line.

So thats how hes ended up on my ignore list and now I will never have him affect my play time again!