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Good Game

1 Oct

I had always imagined that the first time that I cried around my boyfriend would be because of a particularly sad scene in a movie that we were watching or maybe because of a truly heartwarming gift that he would buy me for my birthday or for Christmas.I never dreamt that the first time that I cried around my boyfriend would be because of World of Warcraft.It happened last night, after I called to rant about how much I was frustrated with the leveling process, how I felt like my guild had backpedaled on their initial expectations on when they wanted us to be raid ready, how I hated the prospect of having to do a seemingly overwhelming amount of dailies to get ahead, how I felt like leveling had turned into a competition to see who could hit level 90 in the most unhealthy way possible, and how I felt like Blizzard was being hypocritical by saying that they wanted to make raiding more accessible to people, while still creating even more hoops for people to jump through in order to prove just that.Once I got all of that out of my system, I grew quiet and stared up at the ceiling.  He waited patiently on the other end of the phone, thinking that I still had more to say.  My eyes began to dart around the room, making sure that I didnt focus on one spot for too long, because I knew what would happen if I did.  I could feel my chin quivering and the emotional dam inside my head starting to break.  Dont cry.

Times Up

22 Aug

I had originally intended to make what Im about to say in this post a topic for conversation on the next episode of my new podcast, but I felt like it might feel better to get these words and thoughts out of my head and on to paper – or the closest thing to paper that I have, which is my blog.  I feel like getting things off your chest feels differently, depending on the method in which you choose to do it. Lately I have been feeling very overwhelmed.  It started right around the time that the release date for Mists of Pandaria was confirmed.  The officers of my guild had decided that they would like us, the raiders to be 90 ideally within a week, but for sure within two weeks of release.  This coincides with the pre-release weekend for Return to Ravnica, a highly anticipated expansion of Magic the Gathering that I and many others are very excited about.  Since I have come back to the game, I have made it to the last two pre-release weekends without fail.  I had every intention of making this one, too, but with the race to hit level 90, I realized I may not be able to make it.  This really bothered me.Then my boyfriend and I decided to reconcile and start down the path of giving our relationship another shot.  He lives in Chicago.  One of the issues that came up during our initial break up was the fact that we werent spending enough time together.  Back then we were seeing each other every other weekend, sometimes every third weekend, mostly due to his work schedule.  When we agreed to give things another try, it came up in conversation that we may have to try stepping things up to every weekend or three weekends out of the month.  This was something I was fine with at the time, but when combined with everything else that I have going on started to make me feel like I was suffocating. So, lets see.  Three days a week raiding, plus Fridays for Friday Night Magic, plus my blog, plus my podcast, plus being a guest host on other peoples podcasts, plus finding time to socialize with my friends and to see my family, plus work 40+ hours a week, and have weekends to spend traveling for the occasional Magic tournament or other type of event, and manage to maintain a healthy relationship with my boyfriend.  How am I supposed to juggle all of this?Even the first two weeks of Mists seem incredibly daunting to me.  The expansion comes out on September 25th, which is a Tuesday.  Im not going to burn a vacation day on launch day, for various reasons.  I decided to take the one vacation day that I had available and use it on that Friday, instead.  So starting on Tuesday, I will be coming home from work around 4:30, eating dinner, leveling from about 6pm to 11pm, going to bed, and then doing the same thing on Wednesday and Thursday.  Friday through Sunday would be spent primarily leveling, most likely missing the Return to Ravnica pre-release, and then doing the same 6pm to 11pm grind every day the week after until Im level 90.  Then comes the grind for gear and rep, so that I can be raid ready.  Im exhausted just typing this.Lets say that I eliminate World of Warcraft from the equation.  Admittedly, this clears up a lot of my week.  Lets say that I play only Magic and podcast, while blogging occasionally.  Im already only playing Magic one day a week right now and thats on Fridays.  Every weekend that I spend with the boyfriend rules Friday Night Magic completely out.  Typically I take the Amtrak to Chicago on Friday afternoons after work and I get down there around 7:30pm.  Most Friday Night Magic events start well before then.  I could start playing Magic Online and play during the week, but Im leery about having to build an online card collection, in addition to an actual one.  I also worry that playing Magic Online will simply become a substitute for World of Warcraft and Ill find myself tethered to the computer again during the week.  It would be like substituting one addiction or vice for another. Then there is the issue of traveling.  One of the things that excited me the most about getting back into Magic again was the opportunity to play in more large scale events across the country.  I had originally intended to stick to states that were nearby, like Minnesota, Michigan, Illinois, etc.  But I have been very fortunate to meet people in states that are a bit farther away from me that I could go visit and even crash with, too.  I could visit Seattle if I wanted to, or Los Angeles, or even New York.  The possibilities are endless.  I cant do those things if I have a boyfriend, or a boyfriend that my weekends are pretty much devoted to.  Most of the Magic events Im interested in take place on the weekends.  How would I manage that?Im pretty sure this would be an issue, even if my boyfriend didnt live an hour or so away from me.  Even if I met a guy locally, what guy is going to be okay with a girlfriend who is essentially booked a minimum of three days out of the week (for a computer game, no less) and possibly an additional day or even a weekend (for a card game), and who spends most of her free time working on a blog and a podcast about said games, even when she isnt playing them?  Having all of this going on doesnt necessarily make me serious girlfriend material.  It all leads back to the inevitable feeling that I have that something has to go.I talked about this a little bit with the boyfriend last night and he didnt have too much to say about it.  He is someone who was a hardcore gamer for a long time and made the switch to being extremely casual, to the point where he now only plays a handful of X-Box games and board games with friends from time to time.  That was something he was glad to do.  He was happy to give up the schedules and the responsibilities and to make other things in his life a priority.  Im not so sure that Im at that point yet.  I like my life the way that it is.  I also like being able to do things to the level of satisfaction that I want to do them.  I dont want to do eight different things, just to say that Im doing them.  I want to do them and feel like Im doing them well.  I dont feel like I can do that right now.  Something is going to suffer.  Something would have to suffer.I really dont know what to do.  I dont know how I can pull all of this off.  I like where Im at and I feel like I worked hard to get here.  It would be one thing if I werent enjoying something anymore and I chose to walk away from it because I hated it.  It would be one thing if something was being taken from me against my will, like Blizzard was no longer making expansions or Wizards stopped making Magic cards.  I have so many things that I love to do and so many people that I love spending time with and seemingly not enough time to spend on everything.  That doesnt sit right with me.  It feels like a cop out to say thats why I would be giving up something.Its just like Moroes says, Time… Never enough time.

Thursday Thoughts

7 Jun

Over the last few weeks I have really struggled with coming up with cohesive, relevant blogs that I can publish.  For the first time ever I have more than one draft sitting in my Drafts folder and I regularly add more, only to delete them a short time later.  I haven’t encountered a feeling of writer’s block this strong in quite a while and it only makes me feel worse when I see how other bloggers are constantly posting and how they seem to have no such shortage of things to write about.To be honest, it makes me feel jaded.  Washed up.  I see myself losing Followers because I’m not talking about things that people initially followed me to hear me talk about.  I see myself not being able to relate to conversations that other people are having, because I either don’t agree with them and can’t find a way to word it eloquently enough or because I do agree with them and they have already worded things better than I ever could.  I just feel like I’m watching people, like I’m watching the community pass me by.  I’m suddenly overcome with ennui and I don’t know what to do about it.Instead of talking about what I haven’t been able to do or haven’t been doing lately, let’s talk about what I have been up to.World of WarcraftI haven’t raided in two weeks.  Last week I posted out because I had just broken up with my boyfriend and I was really in no mood to raid or do anything that felt competitive or like I would have to really push myself to do.  This week I had the chance to go out and do something to take my mind off said breakup and so I took the opportunity to do that and volunteered to sit on the bench for the night.I don’t miss it.  Let me be more specific – I don’t miss Dragon Soul.  I’m excited about raid testing being made available in the Beta.  I’m excited at the thought of grinding the 5 man dungeons to gear up for new raid content in Mists of Pandaria and then doing said content.The Beta, as it stands right now, doesn’t have much appeal to me, either.  I have no desire to level a toon from 85-90 and then have to do it all over again when the expansion hits.  I would much rather wait until the premade characters are made available and then go from there.  That’s really where things in the Beta will start getting interesting to me.Diablo 3I have an Annual Pass, so I didn’t actually have to “pay” for or go seriously out of my way to get my hands on a copy of Diablo 3.  It’s fun.  I haven’t played it as much as most people have.  My witch doctor hasn’t even cracked level 20 yet and I’m not in much of a hurry to change that.I enjoy the slow pace.  I enjoy exploring every nook and cranny of the map and breaking every barrel, urn, and spider egg that I see.  I don’t feel like there is a clock ticking that tells me I have to be this level or I have to be this geared in order to do this instance within this timeframe.  It’s nice to just say to myself “I want to kill shit,” and then I log on and do it.  It’s very simple and very mindless, which I really appreciate at this point in time.Magic the GatheringI have been playing quite a bit of Magic the Gathering lately and it has brought me the most enjoyment these past few weeks.  I find Magic to be very refreshing and so different from World of Warcraft in many ways.  Here are just some of those reasons:The community.  Since I started playing Magic again, I have been trying to get a feel for what websites are the best resources for me to go to and which forums seem to have the most decent people posting on them.  I have started to Follow certain writers that I enjoy reading the most on Twitter, striking up conversations with them when I can.  I’m slowly trying to get involved in a community that is unlike what I’m used to and it’s intimidating and yet strangely exciting, at the same time.One thing that really stands out to me about the Magic community is the sense of meritocracy or the feeling that people who are seen as authorities or who are the most respected have genuinely done something to deserve that.  Something that has really frustrated me about the WoW community lately has been the recent surge in people who have obtained this bizarre form of celebrity for seemingly doing nothing at all.They don’t play the game.  They don’t raid.  But yet they’re in a position where people look to them to tell them what to do or for advice.  They exist solely for entertainment value and while I can see the immediate benefits of such a thing, it still feels sort of wrong to me.  I don’t think it’s too much to ask that someone actually plays the game that they write or podcast about.  I don’t think it’s wrong to ask someone to share their level of experience with you when they try to give you advice on how to do something.This doesn’t seem to be the case in the Magic community.  The people who are writing for these websites and that you see out and about can genuinely prove that they have been there, that they are successful, and that they have a reason to be doing what they are doing.  They are there to entertain you, but that comes second to the fact that they have some amount of credibility going for them and I really respect that and I miss that.The social interactions.  I knew that I was starting to experience some burnout once we had downed Heroic Madness for the first time.  I knew that I wanted to take a break from WoW before Mists of Pandaria came out, but I didn’t know what I wanted to do with all that free time.  The possibilities were endless.  I could go back to Rift.  I could try out Star Wars or TERA.  I could throw myself into Diablo 3.But then I realized that I really missed social interaction with people and I mean face to face conversations.  I started to feel like everything I was doing involved hiding behind a computer screen and like I was becoming very isolated and possibly even socially awkward because of it.  It seemed really obvious to me, maybe even too obvious to choose another computer game to keep me occupied until the next expansion comes out.  That’s when I decided to start playing Magic more and to relish those moments when I’m not tied to a headset or to a keyboard and mouse.To my surprise, I had become really awkward around groups of people.  I found that I had a hard time remembering the names of the people I had started to play with regularly at my local Friday Night Magic events.  I noticed that I had a hard time looking people in the eye when I was talking to them.  I had to remind myself that I don’t have a push to talk key in real life and that I have to keep some things to myself if I don’t want someone across the table from me to hear them.I’m getting better at communicating and I’m still not perfect.  I do still rage when people stand over my shoulder and make comments about the game I’m playing or someone plays a card over and over again that I don’t like.  I have to get better at being a good sport, for both when I win and for win I lose.  I need to be able to say that I did a good job, even when I don’t feel like I did or when I feel like I could have done better.  Coming back to Magic has helped me identify all of these things (and more) about myself that I don’t think I would have done if I had just moved on to yet another computer game to pass the time.  I’m really grateful for that.The freedom.  I don’t feel like I’m bound to a set schedule with Magic, the way that I am with WoW.  It’s not the end of the world if I don’t make it to Friday Night Magic, or if I have to leave early.  I can go to a tournament at this store on Tuesday, or that store on Thursday, or do both tournaments and even a third on Sunday.I find being able to say what I want to do and what I don’t want to do, without any negative repercussions very exciting.  I don’t feel like I’m letting anyone down if I don’t make it to an event or like I am lagging behind, like I would if I missed a raid.  I don’t feel like I’m doing the same thing over and over again, like when you farm the
same instance for several months at a time.  It all feels fresh and new and dare I say it – like a game *should* feel.  It kind of makes me wonder why I have been settling for something else this whole time.ReadingI got used to bringing a book with me when I used to ride the Amtrak to go visit my boyfriend (now ex-boyfriend).  One of the books that I had picked up was the first book in the “Pretty Little Liars” series.  Needless to say I was hooked.  I’m currently on the third book and I just started watching the television show that goes along with it.  It’s been much easier to avoid spoilers of the books than it has been the television show, but it seems like the show is radically different from the books, so it’s not really hurting anything.Like I said, I’m hooked.  I squeal like a teenage girl when the cute boy takes his shirt off or he says something close to romantic.  I gasp when something sort of scary happens.  I panic when one episode ends and I have to get up to turn the next one on from my computer.   Completely hooked.I know this post kind of went all over the place, but I’m okay with that.  Life is good – even if it’s not giving me a lot of things to write about.  I still felt like I should say *something,* so hopefully I’ve accomplished that today.Thanks for stopping by!

Pressure

19 Mar

I feel like if I were a boy I would be less worried about my performance in a game than if I were a girl.Let me explain.I feel like when a woman puts herself out there, wherever it may be in the gaming world, she is automatically expected to either be completely bad at what she does, or is viewed with hesitation or apprehension.  So when I do poorly at something, whether I didnt show as high on the meters as I would have liked, or I didnt win as many rounds in a tourney that I should have, I feel like I am living up to that expectation of me.  I feel that I am proving that person right.  I am just another terrible female gamer.I feel like you not only have more wiggle room, in terms of your performance, but you are also given more leeway to try new things, or to be innovative.  If I were to show up to Friday Night Magic and tell someone that I was playing a self mill Vampire deck, people would immediately look at me and think I had lost my mind.  Nobody would give me the benefit of the doubt, or the chance to show them that maybe this deck idea might not be so bad, and maybe it would turn out to be something great.But if I were a man and I showed up with that same deck idea, I think people would still be a little apprehensive of my idea, but they would at least let me see the idea through, and then poke fun at me if the whole thing crashed and burned.  And if the deck did end up being a glorious failure, I think the focus would be more on how terrible the deck was, versus how terrible I was.  More often than not, when a woman does perform poorly at something, more of an effort is made to establish that she is in fact a woman.  The focus isnt placed on how badly the strategy was, or the idea behind it, but the fact that a woman implemented it.At the same time, you cant just be a woman and be good at what you do.  Someone let you win.  You cheated.  You got lucky.  A man can take a defeat from another man much more easily.  It involves swallowing so much more pride to say that you won, and that you did so without gaming the system, or using your feminine wiles, or anything of the sort.  Even if they dont make any initial snide comments, they will still wrap things up by saying I lost to a girl.  You would never hear someone say I lost to a guy.  It would be I lost to this comp, or I lost to this type of deck.  Again, the focus is immediately placed on losing to someone who happened to be better than you, and who happened to be a woman.  It isnt enough to say that you were a better player, or that you had more skill.  It has to be reiterated that you are a woman.  Everything else will come a distant second to that.At the end of the day, its not my perfectionist nature that makes me stay up an hour after the raid is over with to pore over the logs, and to see how I did, or what I can do better.  Its not the competitive side of me that gets angry when I lose badly in a Friday Night Magic tourney.  These things tap directly into the side of me that feels like I have to do my gender proud, like I have to represent for all women, and that if I dont that I have let any number of women like me down.  It taps into the feeling that I have proven every short sighted, misogynistic asshole right by being bad at what I do.  They must think women are bad because I was bad.  Im not helping.  Thats how my mind interprets it.Im not really sure what can be done about this, or even where Im going with this.  These are things that I feel, and I cant necessarily say that someone has directly made me feel this way.  This is how I choose to interpret things that are said or things that I have experienced in the time that I have spent gaming.  I feel like we have come a long way, but the pressure is still there.  I know Im not the only one who feels this way, so maybe I felt like it would be a good idea to get this all off my chest, and to see if Im not the only one who feels like I owe it to my gender to be good at what I do.If you have felt this way, let me know how you cope with it, or how you deal with those feelings of inadequacy when you are feeling not good enough.  If you havent, feel free to leave a comment about that, too.Thanks for reading.

A Lifetime Of Os – Then And Now

13 Mar

Have you ever had one of those moments where you take a second to look around and you think to yourself  How did I get here?  I have those moments more often than most people do, but I felt compelled to answer the question a bit more seriously after some other bloggers started a trend of writing posts detailing where their characters came from compared to where they are now. I wasnt quite sure how I wanted to tackle this one.  The character that I play now is not the one I started out with, so I wasnt sure if I should talk about the history that I have with my current main, or my previous one, or even the one before that.  This post could be as long or as short as I wanted to make it.  In the end, I decided that I wanted to go all the way back – back to the beginning.  How did I get here?  Let me show you.It all started on a little realm called Thunderhorn, which is actually still around, and is considered to be one of the oldest realms in the game.  I was an Alliance healing priest named Kemintiri, in a guild called Chosen of Valhalla, which was run by Shoryl.  I was so green.  I didnt know how guild politics worked.  I didnt know anything about what it meant to be a raider and how to handle yourself as such.  I knew nothing. Thunderhorn was grossly overpopulated – so much so that before Burning Crusade was released Blizzard was thinking of either splitting the realm in two (so there would be a Thunderhorn 1 and a Thunderhorn 2), or they were going to offer free realm transfers to lower population realms.  The guild that I was in was part of an alliance of guilds and they all agreed that the free realm transfer was the better option, rather than staying on Thunderhorn and leaving fate to decide which half of the server we ended up on.  As it turns out, the split never took place, so we really had nothing to worry about.Shortly after we arrived on Zangarmarsh, I was kicked out of the guild.  I was pretty distraught over what happened and what I perceived to be a betrayal from people that I thought I could trust or who I thought were my friends.  I really wanted nothing to do with the Alliance anymore at that point.  I decided to create a Horde character, but I couldnt come up with a really good name for my character.  Codi was my roommate at the time and she had an encyclopedia of gods and goddesses that I used to borrow from her frequently. I remember browsing through the pages and the name Ouranos jumped out at me.  It was unlike anything I had ever heard of before.  Since I was thinking of making a Tauren druid anyway, the name seemed kind of appropriate.  Codi loved the idea and told me I should name my character that, so I did.  I had an issue with how the Tauren females looked, so I opted to make a Tauren male instead.  I thought it would be kind of neat to have such a masculine looking character and be someone seemingly so girly behind the screen.  I really got a kick out of that dichotomy. So I leveled Ouranos as a balance druid with some friends of mine and we even created our own little guild to call our own.  Once we hit level 70, the urge to raid came back strong.  We took the guild apart and joined a guild called Resilience, which was run by a rogue named Ricen.  Little did I know that the real person running the show was a warlock named Raaziel, who paid for the website, the Vent server, managed the DKP, ran the raids, etc.  I also didnt know that Raaziel and I would eventually end up dating and that I would be part of the reason the guild fell apart.Raaziel really didnt want to be running the show.  I grew tired of hearing him complain about things that he really didnt want to do and so I politely suggested that maybe he should do something that does make him happy for a change or maybe even take a break.  He went one step further – he quit the game completely.  Without having him on board to run the show, the guild slowly descended into chaos.  Raaziel and I broke up a short time later and the guild eventually split into two – half the guild chose to stay with Resilience to try and make the best of it and the other half formed a guild called Ens Entium.One night, while partying in Halaa with some friends, I ran into a boisterious warlock named Joecmel, who was the de facto raid leader for a guild called Big Tymers.  Joe and I hit it off right away and he was amazed that I was guildless and not doing more with myself and my character.  Within days I had joined the ranks of Big Tymers as a raiding moonkin and he and I started to get to know one another.  Before we knew it we were dating and even making plans to move in together.  This of course didnt sit too well with the guild.I was constantly fighting off accusations that I was being carried or that I was using  Joe for status, or gold, or a raid spot.  He was coming off winning the Gladiator title during the first ever Arena season, so everyone on the realm and even some people outside of our realm knew who he was.  He was this sort of celebrity and I was a total nobody.  We became affectionately known as O and Joe, and before we knew it everybody seemed to be involved in our business.  It got worse when I actually did move out of state to be with him.We decided to leave Big Tymers together and threw our lot in with a guild called Scurvy Dogs, a pirate themed raiding guild, where you would literally get greeted with a Yarr every time you logged in.  This is where I got my first real taste of serious raiding and I loved every minute of it, with the exception of one little thing.  It was a labor of love to be a moonkin back then and you either played one because you truly loved to do it or because you were a masochist.  I felt like I had taken being a moonkin as far as I could go, or like I was starting to plateau in that role.  We had just started to break into Serpentshrine Cavern and Tempest Keep when a couple of resto druids on our roster had decided to take an indefinite break from the game.  This left a huge gap in our healing line up that was going to need to be filled.  I felt like I needed a challenge, so I offered to respec and try out resto, to see if I could potentially fill that void.  My guild master, who was also named Void, took me on a Karazhan run to sort of test my mettle.  I two healed it with a holy paladin and I had never been more scared in my entire life.  Did I forget to mention that Void was wearing a wedding dress the entire time?  Petrified.From that point on I was a raiding resto druid and things continued to progress nicely until Joe and I fell apart.  I used to say that we were the Ben and J-Lo of our realm and everyone wanted to know what happened and had started to choose sides.  I was miserable – crying on Voids shoulder on Vent because I had nobody else to talk to and it all got to be too much.  I decided that Joe could have custody of the guild, while I went looking for more elsewhere.  Shortly before Wrath of the Lich King came out, I joined a guild called Invalid Target back on Thunderhorn.Things with Invalid Target started out well enough.  I was able to finally clear Zulaman (which was a very difficult 10m back then) and get an Amani War Bear.  I was able to see progression fights at a steady pace.  I was happy.  At least until Ulduar came out and the controversy over who was going to be awarded the legendary healing mace began.  There had been a lot of talk on our forums about who was going to get Valanyr and the officers still hadnt made a decision by the time we pulled Flame Leviathan for the first time.  I guess they thought that the odds of getting a fragment our first night on the first boss on Normal mode were rather slim.  They were wrong.The officers were frantically trying to figure out what to do, and so they just decided to have all of the healers roll on it.  I rolled a 98 and was to become the first recipient of Valanyr, Hammer of Ancient Kings.  Needless to say the other healers were not pleased at this and things only got worse from there.  One healer, in particular, felt very slighted and it didnt he
lp that she was friends in real life with most of the guild.  Things got ugly fast.  People were making comics about me on the boards.  I was being goaded into fights in guild chat.  It was not pleasant.I decided to leave and joined the top guild on our server (Horde side, at least), a guild called Lobster Brood.  This guild had a great reputation and they really believed in me as a healer and as a person and I was very excited to be a part of their ranks.  It wasnt until after I joined that I got to see the inner workings of the guild and I didnt really like what I saw. The guild had an unusually high turnover rate and I felt like we were in this endless cycle of gearing up people, losing them, and then having to recruit more people that we would have to gear and train.  We could have gone a lot further, progression wise if we werent constantly losing people and then replacing them.  I started to resent having to repeatedly sit for new people again and again, just because we either couldnt keep people on board, or because of a string of bad luck with recruitment. After that, I moved the now female Oestrus (who had her name and gender changed shortly after Naxxramas was released) to Khaz Modan, and joined a guild called Retribution.  The guild was serious about progression, but still home to a likeable cast of characters, including an openly gay GM, and a fantastic resto shaman named Natoro.  Seeing as how Natoro was also our healing lead, he was the one that I had the most contact with during my trial period, and he and I hit it off right away.  He began to court me and the feelings became mutual.  Before I knew it we were dating and he was flying in to see me over Labor Day weekend of that year.Natoro and I didnt make it much past that weekend, and so I left Retribution for a brief stint on the Hydraxis realm, only to return to Zangarmarsh.  Joecmel and I had long since made amends after our relationship ended and he was now running a guild called Cause for Concern.  Although the 25m raids werent very successful, he had his own 10m group and asked if I wouldnt mind being a part of it.  I got most of my Heroic experience in Icecrown Citadel with these folks and it was a very enjoyable experience for me.  I had started to take on some recruitment duties for the main raid and I was happy.  Or at least I thought I was.The truth is that I missed a certain standard of raiding that just doesnt exist on Zangarmarsh.  It never has and it probably never will.  Zangarmarsh tends to exist in a bubble and what they consider raiding is very different from what I consider it to be.  I had tried to take more of a hands on approach to replace the bad players by handling the recruitment myself and it just wasnt working.  I started to really resent the people I was raiding with who werent trying as hard to do well and I also started to resent the officers and Joe, who seemed to stand by and let it all happen.  The guild had literally become a cause for concern. I left Cause for Concern for a guild called Scientific Method on Maelstrom.  With their help, I was able to finally complete my Valanyr and clear up to Heroic LK 25.  I didnt really have much in common with them on a personal level, but I certainly enjoyed them on a professional level.  They got shit done.  Thats all I really wanted at the time.  Around this time I had gotten my hands on a Beta key for Cataclysm and I was very unhappy with the direction that Blizzard seemed to be taking resto druids.  I was pretty sure that I wanted to re-roll for the next expansion, but I wasnt sure if Scientific Method would have room for me as the class that I wanted to play next.I had begun to get to know Kurnmogh through my early adventures in the blogosphere and she was attempting to breathe new life into her former guild, called Apotheosis.  This guild sounded like a dream come true to me.  I really wanted to be in a guild that would allow me to see progression, but with people that I could genuinely like, and not just have to stomach in order to get what I want.  I moved my former alt priest (now my new main, Obscene) to Eldrethalas, turned her into a Dwarf female, and spent the rest of Wrath and my time in the Cataclysm Beta trying to master my new class. I enjoyed being in Apotheosis immensely – from the leveling process, to the process of gearing up through Heroics, and then our first raids together.  Where I started to take issue with certain things was on a social or administrative level.  I felt like there were certain situations that I was bringing to peoples attention or that others were creating for themselves that could have been handled proactively and wouldnt have turned into the firestorms that they had become.  They were molehills that were allowed to become mountains, so to speak.  There were situations that I felt I had to handle myself, because Kurn or the other officers werent doing anything about them.  This ended up being my downfall.Eventually I had gone too far and I had received word that the officers basically didnt know what to do with me, that they didnt know if I really wanted to even be in the guild anymore (based on my behavior), and that they would need to sort of deliberate on what to do next.  I felt like I had been backed into a corner and I didnt like the prospect of waiting for other people to decide my fate.  I felt like I needed to take the power back and that if I was going to be made to leave a guild that I was going to do it on my terms.  Before the officers could make their decision, I told Kurn that I was going to leave. I definitely could have handled that situation better.  I dont know what the officers would have decided, had I stuck around to see the final outcome.  What I do know is that I still consider Apotheosis to be the guild equivalent of the one that got away.  I was never happier than when I was raiding with my two best friends, Dahrla and Hestiah.  I enjoyed Kurns long winded and yet necessary explanations and posts on the forums.  Those things became a distant second to the burnout that I was starting to feel, which would lead to my most dramatic outburst ever.I had been in Occasional Excellence on Queldorei (now the home of both Dahrla and Ophelie) for about two months when we came up against the wall known as Heroic Nefarian.  I was tired of caring more about the fight than other people did.  I was tired of wiping due to human error – not even due to Nefarian himself.  I felt like there was a lot of fuckery going on in the raid and like that focus should have been put into our performance, not on Heavy Leather Balls and the like.  A couple people thought they were being funny and amusing and I wasnt having it.  So I left the raid. I was given the opportunity to stay in the guild, if I would offer up some form of apology, and I refused to do such a thing.  I felt like I was owed an apology for the poor performances of others and that this was again a situation where people saw something like this coming and they did nothing to prevent it.  I made it clear that I was annoyed, that I didnt enjoy the Leather Balls, and people still kept throwing them.  I told them they would be sorry and I wanted to make very sure that I stuck to my guns on that.  Was it the right thing to do?  Of course not.  Would I do it again?  No.  At the time I wasnt thinking about all of that.Somehow my priest (now known as Oenomel) made her way into Serious Casual on Malganis, which marked my return to the Horde side of things.  Firelands had just been released and things were not looking good for holy priests.  I was very clear during the application process about the fact that I was predominantly holy and I assumed that the raid knew what they were in for.  I remember being told my first night there to Go disc or go home.  Eventually I was given an ultimatum by the healing lead at the time that if I didnt go discipline when asked that I could be benched – possibly even permanently.  To me this was the final straw.It was never being discipline, in and of itself that I had an issue
with.  I took issue with the fact that I wasnt given a say in when I got to go discipline.  I was never trusted to make that call for myself.  It was basically Youre going to do this and youre going to like it, and I wanted no part of it.  After certain people in the raid found out that I had blogged about this there was a heap of drama and it all became too much to bear.  I was pretty sure that I was done with World of Warcraft for good and threw my lot in with some friends who were playing Rift.  This lasted for about four months, or until shortly after BlizzCon.BlizzCon made me realize how much I missed the community and how much I missed having people with a similar interest to discuss said interest with.  I met a few folks from Big Crits there and was encouraged to apply for their more casual run, known as the Da Crew run.  I was told that they already had 2 10m runs under the Da Crew banner and that they were looking to recruit for a third one.  This sounded like a good fit to me.  I had been gone long enough where I didnt have the history or experience to get back in with a more serious group and I wasnt even sure I wanted something that serious to begin with.  I figured this would give me an opportunity to sort of get my feet wet again and to figure out where I wanted to go from here.Big Crits ended up being nothing like I imagined.  If I had to describe my time in Big Crits, I would probably compare it to sitting at the dinner table with a really dysfunctional family.  You know – one of those families where everything looks perfect, but dads really an alcoholic, and moms having an affair with the tennis instructor, the daughter is secretly a lesbian, and the son is a pyromaniac.  But nobody talks about it – and as long as you dont talk about certain things, and you dont acknowledge that theyre actually happening you will get along just fine.  So there were a lot of issues that kept coming up that nobody wanted to deal with and because I did (although maybe not in the best way possible) I got a lot of flak for it. There were other issues, with regards to personality conflicts and such, but it all led to the same conclusion.  It just didnt work out.  I took about two weeks off from raiding after I left Big Crits and had a one week stint in a guild that a friend recommended, which then led me to my current guild.  I enjoy the people I raid with now.  I enjoy the progression that Im seeing.  I like that they trust me to make my own decisions, with regards to my character and my class.  I feel good.  I cant say that Ill be here forever, but I also cant say that Im looking to leave them anytime soon.  Im just taking it one day at a time.I have certainly come a long way and I have learned a lot in the five years or so that I have been playing this game.  There are things that I would do differently, if I could, and there are things that I would probably have never done - if I knew then what I know now.  Its been a wild ride and I am proud to say that Im not going anywhere anytime soon. I really do believe that you cant know where you are going until you have known where you have been, and so I encourage anyone reading this to really take a good look at what brought you to where you are now.  Relive the highs and the lows.  Remember the friends (and the enemies) that you have made along the way.  They helped make everything you are today possible.  Dont ever forget that.  I know I sure wont.

Infamous

4 Jan

What world are you living in?  I dont need friends.  I need fans.- Jill Roberts – Scream 4. Its been a while since I have written a rant type post and this has been something thats been grating on my nerves for a while, so I figured I would start the new year off right and get some of this off of my chest.Last night, there was a kerfuffle on Twitter over some comments that a famous World of Warcraft personality, known for his YouTube videos had made about how women should be treated when they dress a certain way.  While his comments did ruffle my feathers a bit, I was more concerned about something else.  This is someone who has built an audience creating humorous machinima type parodies about things pertaining to World of Warcraft, but I wasnt seeing any indication that this person actually plays World of WarcraftNow most people who blog or host a podcast relating to a game that they enjoy will usually do something to indicate that they actually play said game.  You may find an Armory link on their blog or they may give their guild a shoutout on their show.  But this gentleman had nothing of the sort on any of his various pages.  I looked at his YouTube page and didnt find anything.  His Facebook page and Twitter bio came up empty, as well.  Apparently, he likes World of Warcraft enough to use it as a means to build his following, but not enough to actually, you know, play it. Something about that seems kind of wrong to me and maybe even a little malicious.  The sad reality of it is that he is hardly the first person to potentially be guilty of such a thing.  Take another YouTube personality, for example.  This person has built a following on looking attractive while they read various patch notes and giving out very simple tidbits of advice pertaining to World of Warcraft, but there is no mention of this person having a character or actively playing the game.  Sure, when they first started they would sign off by saying their name and their realm.  But, if you go looking for that exact name on the Armory now, odds are you wont find that character anywhere.  You will, however, find a slew of characters with a similar name, but those were probably created in honor of said person and are most likely not that persons actual toon. Am I the only one that sees a problem with this?  In my opinion, this is no different than the current state of celebrity outside of the gaming world.  People have become famous for doing nothing at all.  They havent done anything to show that they have any reason to be talking about the things theyre attempting to talk about.  It would be like me going to work for ESPN.  I know nothing about sports.  I go to baseball games for the snacks, for God sakes!  I have no business being in front of a camera or behind a microphone talking about the players stats and which team I think should win.  It wouldnt be hard for someone to notice this and to call me out on it and they would be well within their rights to do so.Yet nobody seems to mind that the podcast youre listening to, where one of the hosts is telling you how to raid has never done a raid before.  Nobody minds that the person ranting about Mists of Pandaria changes on their YouTube channel probably wont even have a character at the level to explore Pandaria when it comes out.  People like them because theyre witty, or because theyre cute, but not necessarily because they have actually done something to warrant being listened to.  They just happened to be there at the right time and said or did the right things. I wish there was a way to check peoples credentials before they decided to start some kind of endeavor like this.  You want to write a blog about PVP?  Show me that you PVP.  You want to critique the leveling experience of a new game you just purchased?  Wonderful.  Show me that you actually have this toon.  When I stopped playing a resto druid, I stopped talking about them, because I knew that I no longer had any business doing so.  Sure, I may dole out small (OK, maybe bigger than that) doses of snark about resto druids and my love/hate relationship with them, but any chance I had of discussing theorycrafting or more advanced topics pertaining to them went right out the window when I decided to become a priest.And even now, you can see that I have a priest.  You can see what my character looks like.  You can see where I chose to place my talent points.  You can see that Im practicing what I preach.  I am a priest who is raiding and seeing current content.  I have absolutely nothing to hide.  I have shown that I have a reason to talk about the things that I talk about and that what I talk about comes from experience.  Im not telling you how to spec and then doing the exact opposite.  Im not telling you how to heal a boss fight that I myself have yet to experience.  I talk about what is happening to me and to other people, as I understand it and as I have seen it.     In closing, I would like to see more focus placed on the people who are genuinely doing things to better the community and have shown that they are actually doing such things.  There are people hosting podcasts who are excellent at PVP or who are playing the game that you happen to play.  They really are guild masters and mothers, raid leaders and husbands.  There are people who record instructional videos that have actually seen the fights.  They have been there and they will go beyond that.  You shouldnt have to settle for someone who is just telling you what you want to hear or giving you what you want to see, simply so they can have more subscribers or use their endeavors as a platform to something else, which has nothing to do with the very games that they used to become successful, in the first place.  I wont settle for it and you shouldnt, either.

Proud

27 Nov

Im not proud of the time that I have spent in Cataclysm.Im not proud of the fact that I went through three different guilds, to get to the one that Im currently in and that I dont know how long I will remain with this one, either.  Im not proud of the fact that theres a huge three month gap in my activity, due to burnout, which led me to try other games and to pursue other avenues.

Initial Thoughts On The Mists Of Pandaria Priest Changes

24 Oct

This weekend, I was one of the 26,000 people in Anaheim, California to attend BlizzCon 2011.  I was there bright and early on Friday morning, for the opening ceremonies and for the preview panel that came shortly after that.  As expected, the trailer for the next expansion, Mists of Pandaria was released and there was much discussion afterwards about upcoming changes to our characters and many of the systems or mechanics, at large.I was particularly interested in the proposed changes to the talent system.

Poor

10 Oct

Theres nothing noble about being poor.- Brian Kinney, Queer As FolkThis afternoon, I was on my lunch break when my Twitter feed suddenly exploded with Tweets talking about a new companion pet at the Blizzard Store and how people thought it was a bad idea.  Now, most people tend to get really excited at the idea of a new pet being introduced to the game, so I couldnt figure out why this one had everyone up in arms.  I asked for more information, before heading back to the office and discovering this announcement:Q: How does the Guardian Cub pet work? How is it different from other Pet Store pets?Unlike the other Pet Store companions, the Guardian Cub is a tradable, one-time-use pet that permanently binds to a single character upon use.

Flexible

7 Oct

I took a moment yesterday to catch up with an old friend from my World of Warcraft days, whom I consider to be a respected authority and someone that I have a lot of love and respect for.  At some point in the conversation, I mentioned that I felt a whole lot more comfortable with the idea of healing as a discipline priest, when she added that she was starting to learn how to be a shadow priest.  I couldnt help but laugh at the thought of the two of us both trying things that were so outside of our comfort zones and imagining how well each endeavor would ultimately pan out. This got me thinking about just how flexible healers should be.  In World of Warcraft, each healing class has the ability to perform other roles, as well.  Druids and paladins can tank or DPS.  All 4 classes can do DPS.  Priests could also choose to heal one of two ways.  I admit that I didnt really understand the need to be flexible and how important it was until I started playing Rift.  Maybe this is because the idea of performing multiple roles is something that was ingrained into the game from the start and not something that was added in later.  I knew going into Rift that this would be expected of me and so I took to it much easier than I did before.  I think it also helped that I was so overwhelmingly curious about all of the potential souls that I didnt want to settle for having just one set of three souls.  I wanted to try a little of everything and did not want to feel tied to just one role.While I had become more comfortable with the idea of being a general healer and not being defined by one spec, I was less comfortable with the idea of being asked to tank or DPS, when needed.  During the last couple of raids, I have felt incredibly bored.  I feel as if either my group takes too many healers or the ones that we do have perform so well that there isnt really anything to do.  Some healers are asked to go DPS because of this and this is something that I dont feel comfortable enough to volunteer to do.  Even when we reduce our healing roster, I still dont feel like I have enough to do.  I dont feel like there is imminent danger coming from a lack of healing.  Im really and truly bored.Things kind of came to a head last night, during one of our farm nights.  I think we were running the bare minimum of healers that we needed to clear the zone and I still had very little to do.  Some people are fine with that, but I am not one of them.  I need constant stimulation or Ill start to tab out and lose interest.  I saw that one of our rogues had been benched or was sitting out, so I asked if he could take my place.  I wasnt mad or upset.  I just wanted something to do and I wasnt finding that in my raid.  I knew that they would be fine without me and that they would have more than enough healing to get them through what they wanted to accomplish for the night. When I logged on this morning, I found that I had been demoted to a casual status in the guild.  I cant say that I was surprised or terribly upset about it.  But, it did get me thinking again about healer flexibility in the games that I enjoy.Im sure I could have offered to go DPS and I would have been entertained enough where I wouldnt have felt the need to leave and find something else to keep me occupied.  I didnt have to sit out for a DPS, when I could have just re-specced and performed that role myself.  I had opened myself up to being a better healer by learning how to heal in various ways.  But now, I feel like I have to take that one step further and be a better cleric or priest, in general.  Its not enough to just be a healer.  I have to be a tank and a DPS, too? The number of healers required in Firelands seemed to bounce back and forth.  This seems to be the case in Rift, too.  I was open to being a Purifier in Rift.  I am now open to the idea of being discipline in World of Warcraft.  Why dont I feel like thats enough?  Why do I feel like healers are being asked to be something theyre not, in order to get a raid spot?  What happened to the days when we were asked to heal and do nothing but heal?  Am I the only who feels this way?  Mind you, nobody has ever asked me to perform any of these roles.  But, if you only need so many healers to get past an encounter and you have more healers than are necessary, what else are they supposed to? Im a healer.  I love to heal.  I love seeing 20 health bars falling dangerously low and knowing that I have to pick them back up again.  I get a rush from seeing a tanks health bar bounce back and forth, from full to half-full to really low.  It gives me purpose and it gives me something to do.  I know that if Im not there, those health bars may not fill up as fast.  It gives me a reason to log on, to sign up for a raid.  Thats how passionate I am about what I do.When you have mages who can heal and do damage, plus clerics who can DPS while healing, and both seem to provide more utility and healing than a healing cleric can, whats the point of even showing up?  To me, there isnt one.  I feel that the original intent of make healing more inclusive by allowing more people to be able to heal is doing more excluding than anything else.  There are only so many spots to go around and far too many healers to fill them all up with.