WoW Ramble

Oct. 12th, 2006 05:47 pm
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
Sooo, there is drama going on with folks that I am friends with through WoW. Namely, my guild. Before anyone trots out the 'just a game', yeah, I know. These are also folks that I talk with, both in guild chat and over TeamSpeak. Anyone who has ever been a Callahanian should know by now that online friend does not equal 'not a real friend'.

So, dealing with a guild split that happened because the previous guild master felt that someone harassing a guildie (to the point of sending her nasty PMs and calling her the 'guild whore') was not as important as the fact that he could tank . . . Yeah, that.

You play nice, and you play at least civily, when you play with The Forgotten. Or you don't play with us. In our case, he got all . . . something because most of us felt that the family we'd built in the game was more important than the game. So the previous GM split, taking about 20-25 folks with him.

This wouldn't have bugged me this much if I didn't actually care about the folks involved. This guild is currenlty a major part of my social life, just because I talk with them about so much. And, other than my LJ friends-list, it's also the closest feel to alt.callahans that I've found anywhere.

On a good note, the drama seems to be blowing over. And I have several friends that really do remind me of the a.c. family that I never would've met without WoW. So, overall, more good stuff than not.

And the fact that this is currently the major drama in my life at all says very good things about where my life is right now.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
So, I have this Orcish Warlock in WoW. This is not a description of her stats, gear, or talent tree. This is instead her history.

This is her story. )


Jul. 1st, 2006 02:42 am
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
Lovisa is now 60.

The 50-60 grind is officially long-ass. Though, if I had to be up-front about it, getting from 49 to 50 took longer than any other step.

I can now talk about my 60. This feels so delightfully geeky. :)


Jun. 5th, 2006 06:31 pm
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Mouse)
For whom it may concern:

Thorium Brotherhood: RP server

Lovisa: 53 Dwarven Hunter, Master Tribal Leatherworker, Marksmanship specced, Bear pet Mjolnir
Omimouse: 23 Human Mage, Herbalist and Miner, Frost specced
Junneuax: 12 Human Priest, Skinner and Tailor, Holy specced

All of the above are members of The Forgotten, a lovely guild.

In other news, Lovisa got a good look at Lower Blackrock Spire last night. Guildmaster decided to put together a 10-man raid, just so's we could feel the place out and start collecting class sets. Huuuuge ass place. Wiped at the tribute pile, though.

Louis's priest, however, is now wearing 3 new blues. :)
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Water Mouse)
I've been somewhat at a loss as to what I should be posting. I have this vague urge to update, so that folks know what's going in my life and all that. And then I realize that right now, we're at that last little stage of settling into the apartment. There's just one corner of stuff left that needs to get looked through, we've sorted out a cleaning schedule (of sorts, we seem more to have slid into one than hashed one out), [ profile] warinbear goes to work in the afternoons, [ profile] louisadkins and I will start going through his comics collection tomorrow, we play WoW together . . .

Life has settled down. I want a house someday, once we've got the money saved up for it. I'm working on getting Sadie trained the rest of the way, and not feeling particularly charitable to whomever first trained her. (Housebroken: Hell, yes. Trained to heel: Hell, no. Terrified of men with long sleeves and ball caps: Fucking hell yes. If I ever get my hands on the bastard, there's going to be a lot of yelling involved. Possibly a rolled-up newspaper.)

I have my own computer and desk, now. Tax return this year went to it when we realized that, in order to avoid potential for conflict, we were going to need to have one computer per person. And all three of them needed to have WoW on them. We've been spending time together playing WoW mostly. We're part of a guild on one server, and formed one on another. Bloodstrike Clan of Akama says: "Eat more chicken!" Starcrest is the guild that we created on Smolderthorn, mostly for the purpose of not being constantly invited to such guilds as, "LEETHAKKORZ" or "TwinksRUs". I want to let Starcrest expand at it's own pace, and get known for showing up whenever someone's having problems with high-levels ganking lowbies. The basic idea will be that we're laid-back and not high-commitment. We're there to help, both guildmates and other folks.

Huh. Pretty much described both guilds, right there. I've been creating characters on RP servers, and I'm finding that I very much enjoy the atmosphere. I'm not going to give up my characters on the PvP servers, but I'm not going to create any new characers on them, either. I think my favourite RP character is currently the Troll hunter. Such a very relaxed and laid-back take on life, and I love 'speaking' in a Carribiean accent.

It ocurs to me that most of my update content is likely to be WoW related for a while. The game world has been designed so well that it really feels like exploring another world. I could easily role-play any of the character that I've created, because the world that they've been created in is so alive.

It is also most of what I've been doing of late. Well, that and reading. And spending time with my guys.

Or little snapsshots of life. Like the fact that Stavan is up on his hind legs, fore legs planted on the arm of Louis's computer chair, meowing his squeaky meow. He's headbutting Louis's left hand and arm. In another few seconds, Louis will reach down and pet and rub and skritch, and Stavan will go into an frenzy of purring and twining and rubbing. They've developed this little ritual over the past month or so, just like Sadie has taken to curling up in the footspace under my desk. Every so often, she'll reach up with her paw and pull my foot down to lick and rub her head against.

-happysigh- Must update more often. It's nice to dwell on those little snapshots, the little moments of peace and joy. It's good for me, too.


Mar. 28th, 2006 07:09 pm
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
So, last night Louis and I ran into a group that was looking to run the Deadmines. Louis has a 20 human rogue, I have a 20 human priest. Side-note: I want to run this instance again, frequently. I made 21 in there, from the first bar of 20. I also went through 3 staves. And got a Corsiar's Overshirt. I've never seen so many green and blue items drop so fast.

There is a Night Elf warrior whose full name I cannot remember at the moment. She was being the main tank for the group. She was also being a certified bitch. To give you an idea, she helped me come up with some basic rules for being in an instance with a priest.

1. If the priest cannot see you, the priest cannot heal you. Direct line of sight is needed.
2. If you are out of range, the priest cannot heal you.
3. If you cannot hold your aggro, the priest will rapidly be dead, and so will you, because:
4. The priest has a very hard time healing when she has no fewer than 6 mobs on her.
5. Especially when the tank has failed to kill the stupid goblin that keeps running and getting help.
6. This is just a game, and yelling at the priest in tell (so the rest of the party can't see it) does not give me a high opinion of your maturity.
7. If a priest is specced in healing, it's a bit much to be annoyed because the priest isn't throwing shadow magic around. Especially when the Flash Heal she threw on your butt hauled you from almost dead to almost full hit points. Her full Heal, BTW, can move the health bar of a 44 warrior by about a third of the way. When I said I was a healer priest, I meant it.
8. Slow down. Yes, I know about your rage bar having a limited duration. When the only healer in the group has announced that she is out of mana, it is time to hold up for a little bit.
9. Repeat: This is just a game. Getting bitchy at me over dying a grand total of 2 times when you aggroed the whole bloody place on your ass makes me speculate on your age in a most unfavourable fashion.

Louis wound up reminding her that, when she died, I had 6 mobs on me that he, the other warrior, the hunter, and the hunter's pet couldn't peel off of my ass. I had 2 shields collapse almost as soon as I popped them, used a potion, Desperate Prayer, and still couldn't get to the main tank in time to heal her. We were, BTW, past Mr. Smite by this point. 2nd level of the ship.

This while I was trying to give her time to build up her aggro so that I wouldn't peel mobs by healing her. I was waiting until she started flashing red before I healed her, and still had things peeling to come after me. She was yelling at me that it was my fault, and that I had to keep her alive, and coming this close to accusing me of choosing not heal her. As opposed to being so badly ganged up on that I was almost unable to cast spells. She was also yelling at the party because she was convinced that someone else had brought the extra mobs in.

She left the party shortly after Louis told her to lay off. The rest of the party, FTR, was more than a little shocked that it would even cross someone's mind to chew out the healer for not being able to get to them in time. Then again, unlike her, they had a very good look at exactly what I was having to deal with. Party leader remembered the afore-mentioned 44 warrior, and threw him an invite. This was how I learned that I could heal 1/3 the health bar of a 44 warrior. At 21 level. The instance became much more enjoyable after that.

I definetly want to run through there again. Good drops, good cash flow, obscenely good cloth drops. And Louis really wants the full Defias set. I just don't ever want to group with that woman again, ever.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
So, it occured to me that my computer does more than run World of Warcraft . . .

Not that that's all that I've been doing lately. The end is in sight on the organization of the living room. Craft stuff has been organized, and has found its home in the downstairs closet. Serious moving around of the living room furniture will occur once the last few patches of stuff winds its way to wherever it'll all be going.

Official type divorce stuff is Happening between Warin and Catchild. It is not exactly the easiest thing in the world, for any and all parties involved. Which is probably about the extent that I'll be going into it in here.

Random WoW tidbit: Last night I discovered that an engineer in WoW can eventually learn how to make an explosive sheep. Louis and I just about passed out laughing. A gnomish mage and a gnomish warlock, both with the engineering profession, are very scary when they're by themselves. They're terrifying when they pair up. Much virtual dynamite was thrown, and several souls were swallowed.

Ronja and Snidelyus are quite the happy pair. They make their home out in the wilds of the Smolderthorn server, along with Ronja's mechanical squirrel and Snidelyus's imp.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Water Mouse)
If the druglords had any money sense whatsoever, they'd be hiring game designers and coders to produce an MMORPG.

Obligatory WoW reference out of the way. So, what else is going on with the Mouse?

The cats are settling into the apartment quite nicely. They have fallen in love with the stairs. More to the point, they have fallen in love with lying down on a step in such a fashion as to be almost invisible to anyone coming down the stairs. They also enjoy chasing each other up and down the stairs as fast as they can go. Yup, they're settling in all right. Sadie has taken to making sure that she is in whatever room I am in. She has also started curling up on the couch with me. She's still highly skittish, and will likely always be.

The paperbacks have been alphabetized and reshelved. More organization of the living room will be occuring, especially as we are looking at doing some furniture rearranging in the near future. We'll be making some more shelves soonish. There will probably be more Goodwill runs over the next few months. They already know us on sight by now.

As for the three of us, we're doing pretty good, all things considered. I'm not entirely sure that I can describe it better than that without becoming all sappy. Healthy, loving relationships seem to be pretty boring to the folks not involved in them. That, or seen as overly mushy.

-hapysigh- Right now, I feel very happy, snuggly, loved and just plain content.

And I have a Gnomish mage named Ronja out on Sargeras that needs to learn how to build mechanical squirrels.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
Yanaba is now level 14. She has trekked across the plains of her youth, and left the valley where she began her training. She is perfecting the art of sneaking up to a high-level corpse so as to skin it, while at the same time keeping an eye out for the other creatures of the plains. She has learned that yes, Ornery Plainstriders really are ornery. And then some. She and her lifemate, the hunter Gorag, have discovered that, together (especially with Daywalker, the Savannah Huntress that Gorag tamed) they can bring down foes much stronger than them. They did not appreciate learning this lesson by having three different things appear out of nowhere next to them while they were already engaged in a fight, but they managed to survive the experience. It has been decided that the Lushwater Oasis, contrary to its name, would not make a good honeymooning spot.

Stay tuned for further reports from the world of Azeroth. Next time, we will cover how Kylara, the human paladin, discovered the meaning of the phrase "elite monster".


Feb. 4th, 2006 03:48 pm
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
The slurping noise you hear would be World of Warcrack claiming another gamer.

Yanaba, currrently a 3rd level Tauren Shaman, lives out on the Akama server. I am seriously loving on the shaman abilities.

Am now in the process of hooking Louis through the guest pass.


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