Sooooo…Whatcha Doin’? May 3, 2011Posted by Stormy in General Whinging, Moar Ranting, Sweating Bullet Points, Tank Girl.
I have absolutely nothing planned for this post at all. I’m staring at an empty screen with thoughts bubbling around in my noggin, so let’s see where this goes, shall we? (DANGER, WILL ROBINSON!) Anyway…
- Miss Tank Girl is now 84, thanks to a bunch of dungeon runs this past weekend and some questing in Hyjal. I’ve gotten to the point where I can pretty much tank Blackrock Caverns and Throne of the Tides in my sleep…although I confess that I still get lost in ToT, which is probably bad. The tank’s supposed to know where they’re going, yes? Also, Vortex Pinnacle can go die in a fire. I don’t mind doing it as DPS, but as a tank it requires all sorts of Stupid Tank Tricks, and, well…screw that.
- Now that Miss Tank Girl is 84 with 85 in sight just around the riverbend, last night I decided to…pug Zul’Again on my priest. Yeah, I don’t know either. (Note to Twist: Yes, it’s another Bad Pugging Story. Move along now.) I zone into Zul’Gurub into a group that’s cleared all but three bosses. High Priestess Kilnara is now my new favorite WoW boss ever, because her emotes are just extra fabulous. Once we figured out the fight, down she went. Plus she gave me new shoulders, so she’s now my BFF. Then it was on to the Cauldron Boss, and I have heard a lot of people talking smack about this boss, so I was a little skeptical. This may go down in WoW history as one of my favorite boss fights ever. It’s got a gimmick to it, but as long as you pick up the frost mixture when the add comes out and pick up the green mixture just before the gas comes out, you’re golden. Then it was on to the last boss, and by this time our group had gone through more lineup changes than…a thing that goes through a lot of lineup changes…a sports team, maybe…help? We pick up a new holy priest and a DK tank, and our boomkin gives three lines of explanation on the fight. We get through phase one, then we all die spectacularly. The boomkin, who up to this point has been cordial, screams “PRIESTS. LEAVE!” Zomgwhut? I snap back at him, “Soooo you expect perfect execution on a fight we’ve never seen in an instance that’s been on live for less than a week?” The DK (GOBLIN DK OMG CUTE) proceeds to give a lengthy and cogent explanation of the fight and we press on and get into phase two, wherein our holy priest proceeds to tank the floor, incurring the wrath of the boomkin (u c what I did thar?). Tank, priest and retadin drop group, leaving me there with the boomkin…I hightail it out and decide to spend the evening licking my wounds.
- In other news, I have a Cenarion Hatchling! It’s honestly not as cute as the Baby Boomkin or the Panther Cub, but my ten bucks went to the Red Cross, so there’s that. Those of you who think it’s cynical and awful for Blizzard to sell pets on the Blizzard Store can roll your eyes at me all you want…at least until my Cenarion Hatchling pecks them out.
- And finally, I’m so absolutely over the moon excited that our recruitment efforts may actually be paying off and bringing awesome new people to the Asylum. We picked up a new guy via the Guild Finder and I talked to him a bit last night and he’s pretty cool, and I’ve got feelers out to a few other people that applied via the Guild Finder. I just need to catch them online so I can get them in. Also, late last night I logged over to our website and there was a new application, and I got to the third answer on the app before I just stopped reading and said “I want him in my guild, like, yesterday.” So there’s that. And I’m really, really excited.
So that’s what’s happening in my world. Every time I walk through Orgrimmar Orphan Matron Battlewail keeps trying to sell me an orphan, but I’m not particularly interested. I’m pondering dropping herbalism on my hunter (druid flowerpicker FTW) and replacing it with mining so I can drop mining on my priest in favor of enchanting, but then I tell myself that my two best guild friends both have enchanters and that I’d have to level two new professions, and then invariably I get distracted by shiny objects and the urge passes. Speaking of shiny objects…*dazzled*….