Friday, March 29, 2013

DV Pug Adventures Ep1




So there I was, ready to see if spell hit is still broken, and suddenly I get a BG pop.  Upon zoning in, I see the same thing that I frequently zone into--horde is losing and there is only a few minutes left. In this case there was 4 minutes left and the score was 2-1, both teams had control of their opponents flags, there was only time for one attempt with a pug composed of people I don't recognize.

To my surprise, the first warrior waited for two more horde to come up from below, and we promptly engaged 2 rdruids and a 24 priest on enemy roof with 2 prot warriors an arms warrior and a mage.  There was less than 2 minutes left. I positioned myself to poly the healer while we focused the priest, I say focused here lightly because let face it, the priest was the first one available to charge.  The poly was clean and druid was in caster form... but the 26% miss chance would not be denied.

By some shear stroke of luck not only did the 24 priest decide to s-key off the ledge, but Plumcake (rdruid) remained out of sight of the pug warriors--which meant I would be free to poly again without lol ss the rdruid sheep.  There was 60 seconds left.

Suddenly an alliance prot jumped in as I was sheeping Plumcake's regrowth, fortunately she selected the nearest charge target instead of me... The poly was good but Plumcake trinketed and started regrowth again.  The alliance prot warrior turned to me and almost stopped my focus cs with panda racial.  I say almost, because I somehow fat fingered my target cs rather than focus cs which essentially reset the fight.  There was 30 seconds left.

I was 'pissed', I came into this fight late and had a clean opportunity to get a win at the last minute and lost it on a dumb mistake.  Then the efc (Manbeardruid) moves closer to Plumcakes, suddenly I'm faced with 3 pug dps all on separate targets.  Can't stop the rage at this point and begin typing, but both my 'u' and 'k' keys don't see to be responding.

Somehow, in a purely serendipitous moment, the alliance warrior decides to stand at range and only throw knives at me while the horde warriors respond to my 'FC' remark by re-focusing on the efc.  Plumcakes jumps down and the efc falls shortly thereafter.  The horde flag carrier moves into position and get the cap, mere moments before the end of the match.

I type gg, put another notch in my belt and laugh as the 24 priest finally makes her way back to the roof to kill me.  For the Horde.  But seriously, FC 26% spell miss chance.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

TI/AP as "The Raven"


Once upon a Warsong dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of skillcapped lore,
While I alt-tabbed, nearly dying, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some rogue gently stabbing, stabbing at my back some more.
'Tis some skill-less noob,' I muttered, 'stabbing at my back some more -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I recall it was in the early Fall,
And each separate dying horde had wrought its ghost upon the floor,
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my vids surcease of sorrow – sorrow for I play no more -
For the rare and radiant AP of whom I miss but play no more -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the imbalance itself of each skill-patched elf
Thrilled me – filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
'Tis some AP toon entreating that I play some more -
Some old AP toon entreating that I play some more; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my toon grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
'Bad,' said I, 'or Noobie, truly your submission I impore;
But the fact is I was alt-tabbed, and so gently you came tapping,
And so faintly you came stabbing, stabbing at my back some more,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' – here I pet freeze to my fore; -
Smeld there, and nothing more.

Deep into that login peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, knowing blizzard has nerfed my precious toons before;
But the nerf was indirect, and the login was correct
And the only phrase there spoken was the whispered phrase, “Play More!”
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the phrase, “Play More!”
Merely this and nothing more.