Let’s cheer for short-shorts!
August 3, 2009
…or not. Really.
A few days ago I finally got my tier 8.5 chest, and felt pretty pleased with it at the occation. I bounced around the rest of my raid, and couldn’t wait to jump into a new and fancy dress. Well. That was until I got my cheerful litte ass back to Dalaran to buy the sexy new garment. I’ve never felt so stupid as a mage. Never.
Where the hell is my pretty-pretty magical caster dress? I’ve heard a few people nag on a bit about the looks of the gear, but I never really got it until now. And the whole thing is, not only does it look like I failed at washing my chest piece in the laundry and shrunk it down to a baby-size top, the lack of skirt on the robe also lets the pants sneak out. Oh, wait, did I happen to say pants? Sheesh, no no no. I’m a badass fighting flamethrowing, arcane spamming caster that fight ancient gods. I do it in shorts!
I mean. Come on Blizzard. Come. On.