Further incoherence

Random crap from a tired, hurty mage.
I’m not really into Role Playing. Every time I have logged onto a RP server, I have felt distinctly squicky. There are always far too many people in Goldshire and far too many of those people are wandering around with perfectly matching outfits. They also wander around at a walking speed and I am left wondering how that could be enjoyable in any way, shape or form.
However, if I ever were to take up the RP game, I would do so while at my folks’ house during the winter months. I would huddle next to whatever wan scraps of sunshine I could find, my laptop in front of me and putting off a small bit of heat and a lot of smoke, like a fire made from wet wood. I would shiver in the chilly air (the house is kept right around 30 degrees, honest) and pretend to be in Northrend. My character would spend all her time sitting in a snow drift and bitching about how cold it is all the time and damn, she should have just stayed in Goldshire for the holidays, even if it is a backwater little town with nothing to do and nowhere to go. At night, I would park her in a coffin somewhere to get some sleep so she, too, could complain about how horrible it is to be away from one’s bed and how much it makes one’s back hurt.
Gah. I think I am getting old.
In other news, I created a place to post excerpts of the aforementioned book. However, nothing is there yet because I keep erasing the first paragraph and mumbling incoherent words of rage at the keyboard and monitor, as though either of those things were responsible for the fact that I just can’t seem to get going.
And I am ignoring work, wondering why the clock seems to have stopped moving, and contemplating the idea of calling in “sick” tomorrow.
Anyone else bored yet? Yes? Welcome to my life.

More actual google talk conversations that I was not in

Azzy:       Not raiding
                Oh that reminds me
                They were talking about a boobie run to naxx tonight
                Er
                Noobie run
 
Elfy:         lol, nice
 
Azzy:       N and b are the same key on this keyboard

Elfy:       right, or it was a Freudian slip

Azzy:      I would top honestly
               Lol
              Topless naxx woooooooo

Elfy:      i don’t want to go if it’s a noobie run, was interested in the boobie run
              i have no noobies that can go

 
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Me:       Hahahaha
              boobie run
              Epic

Observation

It’s ridiculously difficult to start a novel that begins with a stormy night and not come across completely cliche all “It was a dark and stormy night.”
So, um… “It had been a long day, made longer by a heavy and persistent drizzle that trailed through [] Valley.”
Err, hum… buh?

Random stuff

Today’s post brought to you by a combination of a poor night’s sleep and the fact that I often can’t focus on anything for more than a minute.
Open letter to guildies who read this blog

Hai guys:
I rant here. I blow off steam. It’s what I do to say a little more sane. Don’t take anything here too seriously or personally, mkay? If I have a specific problem with a specific person, I’ll put on my big girl panties and come talk to you directly. If I’m able to get the crazy out here in advance, well, that just means that it won’t be so bad for you if I should ever have to have that one-on-one talk. There’s a reason I didn’t just put an open link to here when I mentioned I was writing about y’all. This isn’t a formal place for me to talk like the forums are and should not be taken as omg srs bzns.
Love,
Alas
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On the flip side of that, if you want some tips on things to not do so you don’t irritate me into a rant, here’s a small list:
Alas gets irritated if you:
  • Freak out over vent because you’re dying
  • Attempt to call out instructions when you’re not the damned raid leader
  • Point out the bloody obvious like I’m too damn stupid to know that tanks need healing
    • I mean, seriously, no shit? I thought healers were there for looks
  • Decide to blow your special abilities or call for someone else to do so (see prior post)
  • Think you’re somehow more special than anyone else in the guild and can bring whatever alt you choose to a raid (see prior posts)
  • Don’t laugh at my stupid jokes
  • Talk over me when I am trying to distribute loot
  • Ask me hours before the raid starts what we’re doing on a quickie night. How would I know? There are factors that can throw the best laid plans into utter disarray
  • Settle. Guess what? No one ever reaches a point with their main character where they can shrug and stop trying to be better
  • Don’t sign up and then act offended when you don’t get to go
  • Sign up at the last minute and then act offended when you don’t get to go
  • Pretend to not understand the basic building blocks of raid composition and act offended if you don’t get to go
  • Tell me over and over that we need to get an alt run together for the weekly raid. What prevents you from organizing that?
  • Give me ultimatums. I piss on your ultimatums
I could go on, but I did say it would be a small list.
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I saw Avatar this weekend. It was awesome and you should go see it also. They have Nagrand! That is all.
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I’mma start work on Emergent, which will be a full length fantasy novel. I’ll prolly want readers for constructive feedback and I am considering making a whole other area on the interwebs to post excerpts. Thoughts?

Open letter to raiders

Dear, dear raiders.
What the hell?
I am not the raid leader because I love to hear myself talk all night long. Nor do I take it on just to abuse raid warnings and other specially colored text. I also don’t get any perks from being the raid leader. If you think being loot master is fun, try doing it sometime when people won’t shut. up. in vent while you’re trying to talk about what’s on the block.
I am the raid leader because I’m practiced at being aware of what is going on throughout the raid and not just in my own little bubble. You think that’s easy? Try it sometime. I dare you. Try to call the twins sometime and say everything you have to say at the right time in the right way so that no one else gets confused and takes out the rest of the goddamn raid. Just make sure you try it when I’m not there, because frankly, I see a lot of death.
On top of being able to call out what’s about to happen and what people should be avoiding/dispelling/targeting/controlling/hitting/buffing/what-the-fuck-else-everying, I am also keeping an eye on such factors as, oh, I dunno, how many people are still up. How far the boss has been burned. Who is kissing the floor, if anyone is. Whether or not we’re about to hit a phase where we’re going to need big DPS or heals or both. And on and on and on.
Do I get it perfect all the time? Hell no.
But here’s the rub for me, after the last few nights: I certainly can’t do my job if you all won’t stop making decisions on your own. Did I call for a battle rez? No? Then don’t do it. How about that heroism? I don’t remember saying hey, let’s blow heroism right now instead of saving it for later when that other guy over there is going to gain additional abilities. Did I determine the attempt was a wipe? No? Then why the fuck did you DI the tank and take yourself, as a healer, out of action?
If you think you can do a better job of raid leading, by all means, let me know and I’ll step back and let you try it. But if you just think that your toolbox is your own and how you use your abilities is a decision that affects only you, think again, dammit. And then shut the hell up so I can communicate what I need to without wading through static and calling for something that isn’t available because you decided to waste it two minutes ago.
I would really, really fucking appreciate that.
Love,
Alas

Thoughts on fire magery

I got to looking a little bit more long and hard at my gear, gems and stats last week. I’m not sure what triggered that, other than suddenly obtaining something like five new upgrades all at once and subsequently realizing that – Sweet Fancy Moses – I have a lot of hit. No really. Tons. More than anyone needs.
Without bothering to put a whole lot of thought into it initially, I respecced fire. The next day, it occurred to me that I might want to put a little more research into the whole spec changing thing. It’s been some time since I was fire – like about a year – and there had been a lot of changes I only half-heartedly kept up with since my focus was on wringing everything I could out of arcane. So I cruised by EJ, talentchic and a random smattering of articles turned up by a Google search. I hadn’t misplaced too many points, but there were a few that I thought I should change over. Naturally, I went to respec again and farked up one point so a third outlay of gold later, I was finally happy with my build.
Of course, now that I am writing this, I am contemplating the virtues of dumping Precision and putting some points elsewhere, since I do not at all need the hit. Good thing I have money to burn.
Anyhow, I ran some 5 mans to try to get used to the rotation again and ended up doing a lot of stupid stuff in the process. Hell, I was blinking when I meant to be casting a pyro last night – still! – so it’s not like I’ve really got it all down just yet. (What kills me is that it’s not like I’ve moved blink from its keybinding, so there’s no real reason for me to make that mistake as often as I do.)
But last night was meant to be the real test of my dps output since last night was the first time I would get to raid since my respec.
So, naturally, the weekly raid was Flame Leviathan. On the plus side, I suggested we leave Freya’s tower up, along with Thorim’s, thinking that we had downed that stupid piece of metal with two towers still up. Turns out we hadn’t, so there were achievements all around, plus a nice epic tailoring pattern that went to me.
With enough time left to run Ony, we put up a portal to Theramore, swapped some people around to get three heals, and headed down.
It was a very sloppy run, and thanks to me being a dumbass, I died on the second deep breath. Still, while I was alive, I wasn’t completely displeased with my output.
There do seem to be a few bugs to work out there. Despite the fact that I had something like 50 iterations of on my screen, I didn’t actually get the instant pyro and kept getting hung up on the cast timer, jumping out of it and trying again. But Living Bomb on as many whelps as I could tab to before the bombs all started exploding? Yes, please! I’ll have some more! I am looking forward to further experiments with dps output next raid night.
In the meantime, I’m on an addons hunt. Hoping there’s something out there like “Shock and Awe” for mages. Anyone know of anything that’s specific to fire mages that is a must have?

Actual gtalk conversation

Noxy: ok.. i’ll do that tomorrow. for now i have an epic raid on the Sinkfullodishes

Alas: Good luck with that one

I hear it’s a bitch and there’s no good loots

Noxy: yeah

and to make it interesting, the dishwasher gquit

Alas: Oh, man, what a jerk

Noxy: well.. no. not true. he didn’t server xfer with the rest of us

Alas: Think he might be convinced? Will you have to throw money at him?

Noxy: idk.. maybe. been eying one in lfg for a while

Alas: Might be best to get a new one – those former quitters have no loyalty

Noxy: true story. on that note.. imma go see if i can down that boos :)

Alas: booze?

Noxy: maybe that too

Alas: Woot

See ya later

Noxy: see ya

Alas: ps- this is going on the blog like right now