Or:
Why Everyone Should Move for Shadow Trap.
My job has reared its ugly head and I’ve been doing 70+ hour work weeks for a couple weeks now.
I have a slight moment to breathe and I’m sharing it with you.
Feel special, dammit.
Having a really good time in my new guild, even though I hardly ever get to play on my mage.
Poor Arioch has been shouldered aside in favor of Selwyn’s capacity for healing. Continue reading
If you go waaaaaaaaaay back and read my very first post, I said I would talk about my cooking and eating mishaps.
And I don’t think I ever got around to it.
Well, now’s as good a time as ever.
First up, the story of the carbon hot dogs. Continue reading
feel useless.
(I’m sure this blog title is going to earn me lot’s of spam, yay.)
Playing my priest, because that’s what I get to raid on.
Focusing on Heroic Sindragosa 25.
Unchained Magic hits 5 people at a time.
In Heroic, you also asplode and do AoE damage if you get any stacks of Instability.
So you have to run to the side, wait for your happy little self to asplode, and run back to the group.
And stand there.
Because if you cast, you will asplode.
And if you asplode in the raid it is bad.
Very bad.
I seem to be an Unchained Magic Magnet.
So I run to the side.
I asplode.
(Because I always seem to have a heal in the works when I get hit.)
I run back to the group.
And stand there.
Watching health bars slowly (or quickly) slide to the right.
Fingers twitching.
Must… cast… heal…
No!
Must not asplode in raid!
But… people dying…
No asplode!
The closest I’ve ever felt to this was stumbling across arcane-resistant mobs in Netherstorm.
Arcane Blast, Arcane Blast… why is it still alive? ZOMG FUCK ME IT’S IMMUNE TO ARCANE!
And then the arm flailing commences.
And the swearing continues.
That situation makes me mad.
Mad is OK.
I can always switch to another school of magic.
(WHERE THE FUCK DID I BIND FIREBALL?!?!?! GAH, WHY DOES FROST BOLT LOOK SO MUCH LIKE OTHER SPELLS?!?!?!)
I can do *something*.
But with Unchained Magic, I can’t even cast off-school.
Bandage?
I might get A tick, as in a singular tick, off on someone before the rampant AoE nixes that.
So I stand there.
Useless.
The feeling ranks right up there with being the first person to die in an encounter.
…
Had to commit suicide in one of the Sindragosa attempts.
(Bet that line gets me some spam too.)
Hit with Unchained Magic.
Run to the side.
Asplode.
Run back to the group.
Stand there.
Air phase.
Frost Beacons are out.
Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. Bubble.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
My Unchained Magic hadn’t fallen off yet.
I now have plenty of stacks of Instability.
Must. Not. Asplode. In. Raid.
Run to the side.
It was close, if the Frost Bomb hadn’t killed me, the Backlash from the Instability sure as hell would have.
And the people around me.
After that I decided that my buff bar and buff counter were not adequate tools for tracking Unchained Magic. At least not adequate enough to overcome the compulsive need to bubble people prior to being entombed in ice.
Thanks to IceHUD I now have a bright red bar right next to my character counting down the seconds until I can stop feeling useless.
…
Query to my readers.
Air phase on Sindragosa 25.
One line of tombs or two?
Does it change if doing regular versus heroic?
My mage is my main.
I seem to have to clarify that a lot these days, what with all the time I’m spending on my priest and poking at my DK.
But my new guild really likes what I can do with the Light so Arioch is most likely going to be relegated to Alt runs.
(A guildmate from SR has also migrated to DH and has continued the long-running joke about which character really is my main.)
From the outside looking in, it’s easy to think Selwyn is my main. His GS just hit 6168. Arioch is still rocking Bejeweled Wizards Bracers. Selwyn has 25-man Kingslayer. Arioch has 10-man Kingslayer. Selwyn has far more heroic experience.
But in my heart, Arioch will always be my main. Continue reading
So after my rather tearful decision being made, leadership transferred over, goodbye post left on the forums, and characters invited to my new home I spent part of the day going through some old blog posts of mine.
I told you this was like a journal for me.
I was reading about how happy I was to be breaking 2k in VoA, how much my first guild struggled in freaking heroics.
I had actually forgotten about how challenging those heroics were way back in the day.
Posts about entering Naxx and being nervous as hell.
Posts about entering Ulduar and being nervous as hell.
Posts about the good times.
Posts about how fucking frustrated I got. Continue reading
You know you’re a geek when…
one of the hardest decisions you’ve made has to do with a collection of words that float above your head.
And not even *your* head, but the head of an avatar. Continue reading
