Well many things have happened since I last posted. Most relevant to this site is the fact that my former guild has disbanded. When I say “disbanded” our GM (and that term is used very loosely, our Officers ran the guild due to her lack of availability) freaked out and kicked a bunch of us, and then everybody else left.
To my guildies who read this post, I wish you the best of luck with your new guilds. I know we had our problems and our difficulties but I genuinely enjoyed raiding with you folks! If you need a buddy for a ten man, shoot me a whisper, and rest assured that you will all be on my friends lists. I will always consider you my guildies, wherever we end up in Azeroth.
For myself and my druid boyfriend we found a new home in the guild <Surge>, a twenty-five man guild who is one of the top progression guilds on our server. Lucky, huh? We had our trial run last night (well the first of many, I’m assuming) and Punch smashed faces in with his fantastic feral deeps. Me? Well let me just say that the healers in this guild are amazing. Now I know where all the Priests on Trollbane are, hanging out in Surge, being awesome. I haven’t felt so undergeared in a long time, me and my little ten-man outfit. It’s nice that they have two other Holy Paladins so I know what my healing range should be, but…they have two other Holy Paladins, my least favorite class to heal with.
So, the Run Back series will be taking a break for a moment while I figure out if its going to go into a new direction, or whether it’s going to continue at all.
As for me, we have another raid tonight, and I’ll be attempting to figure out whether I can cut it in such a badass guild.
I love game shows. They’re entertaining, they give hours of mindless yelling at the television, and nothing is more entertaining to the masses than family members screaming at each other (why do you think soap operas became so popular? “OMG! My twin brother stole my fiancé, and now they’re plotting to kill my ex-mother in law, who is also my sister’s best friend who has been dead for twenty years!” *cough* I watch too much T.V….)
Much like your circle of friends, everyone’s family includes different types of people, with different views and opinions. Generally, this makes for very entertaining Thanksgiving dinners. The side effects of spending too much time with your multitude of cousins or brothers and sisters can result in unpleasant yelling, bloody noses, hair pulling, and the ever popular name calling.
Like a family we will have problems. There will be pixleated hair pulling, and angry whispers typed with keyboard breaking ferocity. In the end, I pay my $15 a month to kill virtual dragons and death-dealing zombies with nine other people because I enjoy the success that our teamwork brings us. Other people may join sports teams or book clubs to fill their time. Me? I prefer to support my boss killin’ buddies against the evils of a virtual world.
Unfortunately, finding like-minded people who have the skills we need is a daunting task. Unlike in reality, we as raiders have the option of exchanging the unruly sibling or an angsty aunt for another person who will rotate in and lend us their skills for a night. However, I prefer to try to support a group of people who I know and can trust to heal me or kill the boss instead of trusting that task to a new member each week. You wouldn’t want that new chick your brother is dating to replace Grandma when it comes to making Thanksgiving dinner, would you?