Reasons to keep it up

July 30, 2009

Sometimes I log onto WoW and feel a bit tired at what I see. I see my character pop up in Azeroth, only to face the same old gold sell spam in Orgrimmar as usual, the dull pugs with no sense of how to even kill a dying squirell, and the same old landscapes I’ve seen so many times before. I hate those moments, they really chew large bits out of the charming glow I know WoW can have. And as the kind sould I am, I will try to prevent you from having these moments aswell. How? Well, let me just introduce you to the fab litte list i like to call

5 things that makes Azeroth worth visiting over and over and over again.

(and over and over and over again some more. And some more. And then some.)

1: The guild chat

I’m dead serious. To me, the guild chat is an infinite source of laughs, giggles, grins and smiles. It might be that my guild consists of some of the most amusing and strange people I’ve met in game, or that I’m damn easy to cheer up, but when people type /g before they speak, the outcome is usually golden. With glitterig hearts around. Really, if I would be forced to play World of Warcraft without the legendary /g talks, the game would wither up and die for me. I need the insanity, the random people and the even more random comments. Not too tight with your guild? Pop a cold beer, squeeze out a half-hearted joke, and life will treat you good in no-time.

My example of guild chat win is the following screenshot, done when a poor guildie near died at his computer, due to what seemed to be insane pains in a odd part of the body:GuildChatWin

2: The thrill of the fight

Even tho just watching the guild chat for hours can be quite thrilling alone, there’s nothing like those seconds at the end of a hard bossfight, when you can count down the percentage of his health, dangerously getting closer and closer to zero. Will the dots be strong enough? Will the tank stay alive, will he healers have enough mana, will the dpsers keep it steady enough, will the enrage timer tick down slow enough? All those questions racing through you mind while you have to bounce out of fires, void zones, angry adds, really makes my heart beat a tiny bit faster. I love a good fight, I love to feel the sweet taste of progress in a raid. I mean, it’s a game called World of Warcraft. I need the feeling of war and kills every now and then. I need the war.

3: The eye-candy

People nag on about how old the graphics in WoW are, ranting about the magic and pixealted sexyness other games offer. Well. I love the looks of Azeroth, I really do. Lately I’ve found myself sightseeing large parts of Northrend by air, every day discovering more beauty, more eye-capturing details. As I said, I need the blood and death of the war to keep this game up. And the gorgeous scenes I stumble upon from time to time make such a terrific contrast to just this. The more I stare at the shiny looks of Crystalsong Forest, the more I enjoy trying to fry off the tenacles of Yogg-Saron. The more I gaze at the details in Grizzly Hills, the more I enjoy the dark corners of Ulduar. So tired of the same old raid sights all the time? Crawl up on your mount and do some sighseeing. I’ll do you good.LorienCrystalsong

4: The bugs

Uh. Whatthehell? Yes, one of the things that makes me giggle in Azeroth, are all the bugs the game can offer. “Holy crap, I walked through a wall, fell 70 yards and ended up on the back on a Kodo with two heads and a pretty foul smell.” It’s normal, it’s normal. And that makes it even more fun.

In one of my last Ulduar runs, I suddenly found myself dead. Doesn’t sound that strange, does it? Well, I found my corpse in Obsidian Sanctum. I just giggled, ressed and ran back to my raid with a huge grin on my face. When really funky bugs happen to me, I almost feel special. “Oh my God, the bug chose me!”

5: The love

Okay, so I keep my ass in this game because my guildies rub chili pepper on strange parts of their body. I’m staying so I can bite my nails seeing the HP of Yogg-Saron crawl down towards zero, and because there’s pretty pixels to stare at in this world. But you know what? The number one reason, the one yelling at me every time I log on and look around, is the damn love. It’s the people I’ve gotten to know while playing, on both good and bad. It’s the ones I can talk nonsense with at Vent, the ones that won’t go silent when I giggle out terribly bad jokes. They’re the ones making the game shine.

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So, these are my reasons to not uninstall WoW every time it looks dull. These are the ones that cause me keep it up in Azeroth, and fights me away from picking up new hobbies. Like knitting. Or collecting shoelaces. What are you reasons?

I have a secret identity. You might see me on the bus, cuddled up with some band t-shirt and a glossy magazine, and you’ll never know my secret. You might stand behind me in the line at the coffee shop, you might stumble upon me at some party or dance with me at a club. If life treats you good, you might even talk to me some time. And still, you will never know that I am an undercover, super magical, totally amazing and truly brave monsterkiller. When you most probably sleep, I kill dragons. When you take your daily shower, I’m slaying gigants. Yes, I live the secret life of an undercover monsterkiller. And you’ll never know unless you are one yourself.

Reading through my last post, I started to think about how a lot of people have no clue about my little hobby and love: WoW. Here I run around killing ghouls, dragons and titans like they’re bugs, and most people have no clue at all. I tragically lose my life in an accident with some suspiciously moving piles of slime, and not even my mother would care or know. And you know what? I love it! There’s something special about having a little secret, knowing something that no other person around has a clue about. Or, even better, when there is someone around you that does have a clue.

Every once in a while I’m in the same area as WoW gamers that have crawled out of their litte holes, and into the oh-so-terrifyingly-bright sunlight. In many situations we cross eachothers paths without knowing that we both crave epics like vampires crave blood, and consider mana pots to be better than alcohol. (In raids that is. The wonderful elixir of alcohol can do wonders at the right time.) However, there are times one of us might wear a t-shirt that has some tiny joke about Warcraft, like those with “Less QQ, more pewpew” printed on them, something like this, or something more like this. The clues might be tiny, on the border of nothing and pixie dust, but everytime my eyes find something like that to feast on, my heart skips a little beat. There’s another undercover saviour in my range!

If I ever run into some fellow geek at a party, I scream out about raiding and epics like the rest rant on about Lady GaGa, new cars or cheating boyfriends, much caused by the wonderful elixir mentioned earlier. (For some reason, alcohol takes away the “undercover” part of my secret. Go figure.) However, I’m not always prancing around drunk. Would’ve been an entertaining life for a little while, but nay. And when I’m sober, clean and cheerful, I don ‘t yell out about how damn sexy mages are, or that male belfs belong in Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. (And not as the ones getting help with fancy cupcakes and designer shoes.)

When I meet people with visible signs of being fellow-Azerothians, I just smile. I want to walk up to them and tell them how my guild’s getting dangerously close to killing Yogg-Saron. I ache to mumble on about how I’m worried about the next content patch, and how I’m looking forward to the next battleground. Still, I just look at them and pull off a shy oh-I-know-how-you-spend-your-evenings-consuming-flasks-and-killing-titans-in-Ulduar-smile. So, what I really want to do now, is to suggest we all make a secret little WoW-gamer-greeting. A little flick with your hand or a wiggle with your fingers, that makes the other Azerothian understand your secret. (I could rip my shirt open, crawl on top of a car and yell out “For the HORDE!”, but that would quite possibly kill my undercover status.) All in for a secret greeting, yes, yes?