Last night, after chomping through several bits, bridles, and small children, the Purple Poxers finally got together to start the Grand Experiment.
We gathered around the entrance to the Orgrimmar bank and were so excited.....we stood there.
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"Whadda wanna do?"
"IDK, whadda u wanna do?"
"IDK"
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Well, Daxe, who has a hard time sitting still when she's dead, finally took control of the group and started barking out orders.
"Wara, share those quests!"
"Anyone else have quests to share for RFC?"
"Harisan, those ca pries look fabulous!"
After a slue of quest sharing, we headed out to take care of some misguided sailors and marines just south of Razor Hill. These poor Alliance lackeys must have done something very bad to get this post, but we couldn't be bothered with such empathies...we had a job to do. Short story: We're all level 10. They're levels 6-7. This is soloable. We had 5 people. Pwnage to the ninth degree.
Uh, ok, finished quests and moved on to Quillboars. Second verse, same as the first. Only the levels were one higher...LAUGH OUT LOUD.
Turned in quests and headed to Crossroads. Ah, Barrens chat...how do I miss thee.
[1. General] [Chuck Norris]: How about a roundhouse kick to the head!!
On the way, we saw a pretty Zhevra that was level 12. Ooooo, let's kill it, was MY first reaction. So, Harisan tanked, and we spanked! Pwnage again.
Got the flight point at the Crossroads and headed down to Camp T and beyond for Madja's class quest. On the way, we saw a fierce Raptor. Level 14, this one was (red to a lvl 10).
"Hey, let's kill it!", giggled the priest. And, dutifully, Harisan made her way over to the skull I marked. This fight was a little more difficult in that I had to throw out one Lesser Heal in addition to keeping a Renew on her. Pwnage in their general direction!
Level 15 Hyena? Sure, let's eat it! It was during this fight that a very sad thing happened....I died. The fashion world was rocked to the core and held it's breath until I rezzed. And then breathed a collective sigh of relief at my choice to continue to provide high quality tailoring and accessorizing items to the world.
The hyena wasn't the problem, the centaur and two puppies that added were fatal to me. Thankfully, the group was able to dispatch the smelly things with me marking while dead. So, mostly Pwnage, with a side dish of peas (canned ones!).
After rebuffs, we continued on our merry way to Camp T, when the plucky priest espied a level 18 raptor. It took little convincing to get Harisan to take on this meanie. This fight was more difficult than the previous fights and different people drew aggro off her, but...we did it! Pwnage to the 25.6th degree.
I just noticed how long this post is...crap! FFW------>TB, Druid Bear Quest, lvl 20 Thunder Lizard = pwnage, Pwnage, PWNAGE!!!
And off to Org, run around, go into RFC just for a couple of pulls. pant, pant, pant. RFC, a mix of lvl 11's and 12's. Sounds like a wipefest. But after the first pull (lvl 13 elite) we knew we could totally do this! We proceeded to clear through the first large area with multiple mob pulls before I had to get to bed. We were downing lvl 15 elites and taking on three pulls of elites ranging from 13-15. I do believe next time we play, we'll be taking on the instance in its entirety.
GO PURPLE PWNING POXERS!!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Green Recriminations Leave No Room For Spelling
So I was very impressed with Thog-something-or-other and Biznar last night. They really rocked our world. Biznar was a mad dps machine with a healthy dose of pull-mobs-safely. He did this amazing solo pull where the skull was surrounded by 8 other highly agro mobs. Too bad he had to leave early after one particularly bad wipe. So Thogkldjflsk shows up to replace him... and yeah best OT I've ever had. He'd lock down his mob and keep him locked down until we had all the other elites burned down. We had him maintank the occasional level 16's while Raamah helped us speed burn down the level 13-14 ones. He(Thogwersedsds) was great. His friend Elips though needed to learn to pay more attention... all he did was dps and tell Thog what to do. Thog was doing fine without him thank you very much. But to avoid drama* I whispered Thog and told him that any time he wants to join Green Poxed he's in... we'll just boot Elips and be happy.
As for Abuto? I never saw her until Biznar left....then she shows up and starts pulling things. Granted she made a great puller and did a good job of not pulling more than we wanted but every fight she would dissapear and go stealth into the corner. Bad troll woman.
On a completely unrelated note every fight an odd debuff thing happened. As soon as Raamah had agro a flurry of blades and death ... would suddenly appear behind the mob. This was really helpful and I'm glad Blizz added this to make the instance go smoother.
Raamah did pretty good for a new tank. He held agro and kept me(the healer) safe. Too bad he needs to learn to stop dying. Seriously. The guy dies all the time. I was getting hurt a little and he ran up and pulled the mob off of me and while I'm sitting there deciding whether to use the healthstone or the mana potion first... he dies. He has so much to learn. Fortunately I decided to use the healthstone first as I still had about 60% mana and only had about 55% health at that point.
Oh and Wulfa? I'm the healer not you.. so stop healing the off tank..and the rogue...and the warlock. You are a shadow priest.. not a main priest(that would be me!)... use your wand or something... dps don't heal things!
I saved these things for the blog because I didn't want to tell them to their face how bad they were. I mean seriously ... we had to stop and regen after every other group of 3 level 15 elites. We were level 11 for goodness sake. Purple pox kills level 20's all the time at that level. /sigh Amatures.
If it wasn't for my awesomeness I don't know how I would survive.
Your welcome for the chance to listen to me,
Sumyerki the humble.
*Drama comes when you talk directly to the person causing the problem. The best way is to keep it to whispers behind their back and just 'hint' until they go away ;P
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Now that he's done... I'd like to say that I had a TON of fun last night. We were able to work out the kinks and learn to work with little CC and lots of squishy. Wulfa has a cold and may not be posting for a bit but she told me she had a ton of fun as well. I wish I had a more specifics but last night the group rocked even with my mistakes on healing(Raa died 3 times... 2 times to GROSS healer neglect).
After the party ended I realized that I'm not using any of my normal buttons because I have DPS spells there... I will be dramaticly restructering what spells are on my bar. This should make healing more... instinctual.
As for Abuto? I never saw her until Biznar left....then she shows up and starts pulling things. Granted she made a great puller and did a good job of not pulling more than we wanted but every fight she would dissapear and go stealth into the corner. Bad troll woman.
On a completely unrelated note every fight an odd debuff thing happened. As soon as Raamah had agro a flurry of blades and death ... would suddenly appear behind the mob. This was really helpful and I'm glad Blizz added this to make the instance go smoother.
Raamah did pretty good for a new tank. He held agro and kept me(the healer) safe. Too bad he needs to learn to stop dying. Seriously. The guy dies all the time. I was getting hurt a little and he ran up and pulled the mob off of me and while I'm sitting there deciding whether to use the healthstone or the mana potion first... he dies. He has so much to learn. Fortunately I decided to use the healthstone first as I still had about 60% mana and only had about 55% health at that point.
Oh and Wulfa? I'm the healer not you.. so stop healing the off tank..and the rogue...and the warlock. You are a shadow priest.. not a main priest(that would be me!)... use your wand or something... dps don't heal things!
I saved these things for the blog because I didn't want to tell them to their face how bad they were. I mean seriously ... we had to stop and regen after every other group of 3 level 15 elites. We were level 11 for goodness sake. Purple pox kills level 20's all the time at that level. /sigh Amatures.
If it wasn't for my awesomeness I don't know how I would survive.
Your welcome for the chance to listen to me,
Sumyerki the humble.
*Drama comes when you talk directly to the person causing the problem. The best way is to keep it to whispers behind their back and just 'hint' until they go away ;P
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Now that he's done... I'd like to say that I had a TON of fun last night. We were able to work out the kinks and learn to work with little CC and lots of squishy. Wulfa has a cold and may not be posting for a bit but she told me she had a ton of fun as well. I wish I had a more specifics but last night the group rocked even with my mistakes on healing(Raa died 3 times... 2 times to GROSS healer neglect).
After the party ended I realized that I'm not using any of my normal buttons because I have DPS spells there... I will be dramaticly restructering what spells are on my bar. This should make healing more... instinctual.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
About the Guild
I thought it would be cool for readers to know how our guild breaks down ethnically and whatnot, so here's an image of our statistics. Looks like being a troll and being a rogue makes me a lonely soul, race and classwise. But every other -wise, I'm certainly not lacking for friends and homies!
First night out and painting the town Yellow
All right I'll give the re-cap the old college try:
The Yellow Poxers all arrived at Org 'bout six o' clock. Daxe, champion of the fashion challenged, rushed in to help Demotail. He said, and I quote, "oh good lord, you bought your clothes at WALMART." You could hear the horror in his voice. He had to be comforted. But he put Demo on a stool, took some measurements and had her looking flash in no time.
Laxx had gathered a piddling amount of quests to share. I kid. The boy had about twenty quests saved up. He was like a quest vending machine. Took about 5 minutes just to share them all. And more kudos for Laxx, the aggro-holding bear. I had never used the internal voice thing-a-ma-bob (that is the technical term for it, btw). But he kindly walked me though the process. Demo could tell that Laxx had a Canadian accent. I heard "bzzzzz.....Okay, let's...bzzzzz....go" (I didn't know that dialect of Canadian /shrug).
Before questing, Demo needed to "put a pill in a cat." I'm not sure if that is slang for something or some sort of arcane "tax season" phrase. But the pill was shoved in the kitty and we were good to go.
EDIT: It just occured to me: Was BRK the cat in question? Oh noes, I hope he took that pill without directing "massive quantities of sustained, ranged DPS" at TJ. Demotail, here's a helpful video for next time.
Our first quest was right outside Orgrimmar: Hidden Enemies. This involved going into a cave and killing a bunch of orcs. So we wuz ready. Primed. We stepped in. We killed our first orc warlock. I tried to sheep the minion. Denied! Next orc warlock, I sheeped the warlock. Laxx clawed the purple petunia to shreds. Demo was a tall drink of healing priestly awesomness (um 100% awesomeness I've been told to relay). And then it happened. I tripped. My arms and legs went flailing. I fell backwards into a small pool. Yup. And then to add insult to injury, trying to jump back up to the ledge, I pulled some major aggro and wiped our group. First wipe, woot!
But I'm going to stand tall: there is now a signature move in the Yellow Poxers. When Laxx and Demo nearly fell off a ledge later on, they called it "pulling a Rabbit." I'm so *proud*!! (I will say in my defense, that as an undead, the joints are not connected real well...there's some rotting of ligaments...just saying, makes for some shaky footing).
Post-tripping and wiping, I had a kitchen sink pipe spring a leak. Here's how you know that you might be a wow addict. I actually considered letting the kitchen flood and keep on playing. I gave into reason though (which I might need to clarify: I logged off and fixed the leak. I promise: that was the reasonable thing to do).
Laxx and Demo two-manned the cave with style. When I came back from my plumbing emergency, it took awhile for all three of us to get the Lieutenant's Insignia. By that point though we had a system and were cutting through mobs like a hot knife through butter. Sheep the warlock, kill the minion, healz....rinse and repeat. When everyone had an insignia, we called it a night.
Good Night Org....sleep better knowing that the Yellow Poxers were keeping the beasties at bay.
Edit: Laxx has a re-cap. Cool, let's see if our stories match up :-)
The Yellow Poxers all arrived at Org 'bout six o' clock. Daxe, champion of the fashion challenged, rushed in to help Demotail. He said, and I quote, "oh good lord, you bought your clothes at WALMART." You could hear the horror in his voice. He had to be comforted. But he put Demo on a stool, took some measurements and had her looking flash in no time.
Laxx had gathered a piddling amount of quests to share. I kid. The boy had about twenty quests saved up. He was like a quest vending machine. Took about 5 minutes just to share them all. And more kudos for Laxx, the aggro-holding bear. I had never used the internal voice thing-a-ma-bob (that is the technical term for it, btw). But he kindly walked me though the process. Demo could tell that Laxx had a Canadian accent. I heard "bzzzzz.....Okay, let's...bzzzzz....go" (I didn't know that dialect of Canadian /shrug).
Before questing, Demo needed to "put a pill in a cat." I'm not sure if that is slang for something or some sort of arcane "tax season" phrase. But the pill was shoved in the kitty and we were good to go.
EDIT: It just occured to me: Was BRK the cat in question? Oh noes, I hope he took that pill without directing "massive quantities of sustained, ranged DPS" at TJ. Demotail, here's a helpful video for next time.
Our first quest was right outside Orgrimmar: Hidden Enemies. This involved going into a cave and killing a bunch of orcs. So we wuz ready. Primed. We stepped in. We killed our first orc warlock. I tried to sheep the minion. Denied! Next orc warlock, I sheeped the warlock. Laxx clawed the purple petunia to shreds. Demo was a tall drink of healing priestly awesomness (um 100% awesomeness I've been told to relay). And then it happened. I tripped. My arms and legs went flailing. I fell backwards into a small pool. Yup. And then to add insult to injury, trying to jump back up to the ledge, I pulled some major aggro and wiped our group. First wipe, woot!
But I'm going to stand tall: there is now a signature move in the Yellow Poxers. When Laxx and Demo nearly fell off a ledge later on, they called it "pulling a Rabbit." I'm so *proud*!! (I will say in my defense, that as an undead, the joints are not connected real well...there's some rotting of ligaments...just saying, makes for some shaky footing).
Post-tripping and wiping, I had a kitchen sink pipe spring a leak. Here's how you know that you might be a wow addict. I actually considered letting the kitchen flood and keep on playing. I gave into reason though (which I might need to clarify: I logged off and fixed the leak. I promise: that was the reasonable thing to do).
Laxx and Demo two-manned the cave with style. When I came back from my plumbing emergency, it took awhile for all three of us to get the Lieutenant's Insignia. By that point though we had a system and were cutting through mobs like a hot knife through butter. Sheep the warlock, kill the minion, healz....rinse and repeat. When everyone had an insignia, we called it a night.
Good Night Org....sleep better knowing that the Yellow Poxers were keeping the beasties at bay.
Edit: Laxx has a re-cap. Cool, let's see if our stories match up :-)
(Drum roll ....) Tonight is the Night!
So it's still early in the morning, I'm very groggy having spent part of the night dreaming about zombies and how they had started to take over the world, and I'm sooo excited to be playing tonight. RFC here we come! And somebody from the yellow team needs to document their experiences from last night .....
Update on my AH flipping: score! My greater magic essence sold for 7 gold (I bought it for a paltry sum of silver). Speaking of which we have two stacks of that in the guild bank .... Daxe you didn't make me rich, did you? 'Cause that's not the same, somehow .....
I also was wondering if we wanted to take some of the items in the bank tab and put them on the AH and deposit the money back into the guild .... we only have a few slots left. And I was thinking we should put one person in charge of that (if it was decided that it was a good idea) so we wouldn't get confused and pull out all of our resources ..... I nominate Daxe or Fuller, champion AH flippers!
So anyway, see ya'll tonight! (I steadfastly REFUSED to say ya'll when I was still in TX-I was a Virginian, dangnabbit! and we don't say that word-but now that I'm far away it's begun to creep into my vernacular ....)
Update on my AH flipping: score! My greater magic essence sold for 7 gold (I bought it for a paltry sum of silver). Speaking of which we have two stacks of that in the guild bank .... Daxe you didn't make me rich, did you? 'Cause that's not the same, somehow .....
I also was wondering if we wanted to take some of the items in the bank tab and put them on the AH and deposit the money back into the guild .... we only have a few slots left. And I was thinking we should put one person in charge of that (if it was decided that it was a good idea) so we wouldn't get confused and pull out all of our resources ..... I nominate Daxe or Fuller, champion AH flippers!
So anyway, see ya'll tonight! (I steadfastly REFUSED to say ya'll when I was still in TX-I was a Virginian, dangnabbit! and we don't say that word-but now that I'm far away it's begun to creep into my vernacular ....)
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Pox
Did this while idly waiting for people to actually answer their phone at work. For our four current poxes.
Award acceptance speech
I would like to thank the Orgrimmar Retailing Commission (ORC) for awarding me this year's Community Retailer/Advertiser Prize, and thank you for recognizing my premier place in the fashion world.
The addition of this CRAPPY to my many other awards, acknowledgments, prizes, first place ribbons, certificates, patents, and other trophies is truly an honor for you. Your good taste and standing has been noticed among the ultra elite tier of the fashion industry, and I, for one, am more than indifferent for you.
For several days now, Daxe Fifth Ave has striven to not only show Anvilmar that superior quality and affordability can go hand in hand, but also that Daxe, is without question, a force to be reckoned with in the fashion world. Oh, yes, the reckoning IS at hand.
I want to take this opportunity to announce the launch of the NEXT BIG THING. Once again, we will blaze the trail and set the tone for the upcoming Wednesday season with a brand new Signature handbag: The Red Woolen Bag.
Our production of these bags is in full swing, and we've allow some of our special clients access to them. Already I've received reports of widespread envy among the Horde commoners and some riots in Razor Hill due to the delayed release date. I want to assure both the Horde rabble as well as my premier clients that I will only be making these bags available to members of the elite Pox Arcanum so as to guarantee their exclusivity.
As with all better known and loved products, my handbag design will be copied and manufactured. While I cannot blame the lesser designers for failing to be original and for wanting to imitate the pinnacle of the fashion industry, I will just address this issue by reminding people to look for the "Made by Daxe" label. With that label, you get my personal guarantee of a quality handbag that can withstand the punishing storage demands of our select clientele, be it a stack of linen cloth or some malcontent's head.
In conclusion, this award validates the ORC! Your good fashion sense and recognition of superior quality have caused this Blood Elf to move slightly from my indifferent attitude to one of amusement. Bravo!
The addition of this CRAPPY to my many other awards, acknowledgments, prizes, first place ribbons, certificates, patents, and other trophies is truly an honor for you. Your good taste and standing has been noticed among the ultra elite tier of the fashion industry, and I, for one, am more than indifferent for you.
For several days now, Daxe Fifth Ave has striven to not only show Anvilmar that superior quality and affordability can go hand in hand, but also that Daxe, is without question, a force to be reckoned with in the fashion world. Oh, yes, the reckoning IS at hand.
I want to take this opportunity to announce the launch of the NEXT BIG THING. Once again, we will blaze the trail and set the tone for the upcoming Wednesday season with a brand new Signature handbag: The Red Woolen Bag.
Our production of these bags is in full swing, and we've allow some of our special clients access to them. Already I've received reports of widespread envy among the Horde commoners and some riots in Razor Hill due to the delayed release date. I want to assure both the Horde rabble as well as my premier clients that I will only be making these bags available to members of the elite Pox Arcanum so as to guarantee their exclusivity.
As with all better known and loved products, my handbag design will be copied and manufactured. While I cannot blame the lesser designers for failing to be original and for wanting to imitate the pinnacle of the fashion industry, I will just address this issue by reminding people to look for the "Made by Daxe" label. With that label, you get my personal guarantee of a quality handbag that can withstand the punishing storage demands of our select clientele, be it a stack of linen cloth or some malcontent's head.
In conclusion, this award validates the ORC! Your good fashion sense and recognition of superior quality have caused this Blood Elf to move slightly from my indifferent attitude to one of amusement. Bravo!
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