Okay first, I really do know these guys are all me … on some level. That aside, they really do seem to do their own thing. I am not much of a planner, I’m more spontaneous but in this case I really DID HAVE A PLAN DAMMIT.
Liwu was to be my Engineer, I thought at level 90 she would get set up on the farm and plant Snakeroot Seeds to grow her metal needed for all the great things she’d make for us. About the first thing Liwu did on hitting 90 was don her Timeless Isle gear and set off for … well … The Timeless Isle.
Hey Liwu! Been there, done that! Come back!
Nope, she stayed there beating up the pink Flamingos because that’s about all she could handle. She did AT LEAST keep up with her daily Jard’s Peculiar Energy Source, I guess that’s something. But she made everyone else do her farming. She’s very persuasive, only one she couldn’t charm was Cim the Warlock, no surprise there.
So, okay. Not what I planned but I guess we’re on track. I can NOT WAIT until she has 30 Jard’s Peculiar Energy Sources and she’ll make me my Sky Golem! It seems I’ve been waiting forever! I know she was about halfway there the other day I should check and see how it’s going.
I always felt Liwu’s temperament was similar to Cat’s but take a look at that screen shot. There’s a definite, “Yeah, so what” look going on there. I should have seen it but I was fooled by all the sweet, cuddly pandaness. I see Cat’s hand in this too, very suspicious Liwu made a battle pet like Pierre first.
Well now I find out Cim’s been killing a few Ancient Spineclaws every day to get a Scuttler’s Shell so she doesn’t have to bother with the mobs in Firewalker Ruins on her way up to The Blazing Way to kill endless Burning Berserkers for cloth. It started out as cloth grinding and I guess at some point she realized she was getting lots of rep and now she won’t come down. My PLAN had been for Cim to go look into the Proving Grounds finally but … nope.
So it looks like WE ARE getting a Golden Cloud Serpent whether we want it or not and we ARE NOT getting a Sky Golem in fifteen days. I’m not sure what we’re getting in fifteen days.
I’m really, really worried that in fifteen days we will be seeing a Rascal-Bot appear. I just feel it. I’m thinking I’ve got a good 45 more days before there’s any hope of a Sky Golem. There’s no point asking because I really don’t trust that Liwu anymore. I mean I expect devious from the Warlock but a Monk?
I seem to have lost control somewhere … sigh.
wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Okay, this week just got away from me. I had planned on participating in Blog Azeroth Thanksgiving Event 2013 but it looks like I’m not going to make it but I will say I’ll be forever grateful to Amerence and Blog Azeroth for hosting it. The first one was the event that got me actually commenting and to create a Twitter account. Yeah … I still suck at Twitter, I just lurk there in the morning. Life in the fast lane … too fast for me.
So … what? No, it is me. YES IT IS! I definitely AM a Fury Warrior irl. Okay, okay. I don’t actually wear revealing tops irl, I wear old T-shirts but other than that it’s me. The long gray hair is unfortunately spot on. I don’t really want to have long hair but I can’t stand getting it cut, it’s a 3 hour ordeal so once in a while I bend over with a pair of scissors and lop off a few inches when it starts getting stuck in car doors and stuff.
And oh, now that I’m a Fury Warrior some WoW mysteries have been solved. For years I’ve watched people run their mount through mobs creating a train of six or seven. I always thought that was risky behavior, what if one dismounts you? Are they crazy?
No, they must have been Warriors. I never knew. Anyway, I hope everyone has a safe and Happy Thanksgiving! I’m off, and I’ll be running directly through groups of mobs … because I don’t care. They better HOPE they don’t dismount me. Because … Fury Warrior. Today is a good day to die!
For you … not me.
When patch 5.4 hit and the Timeless Isle was available, all my characters who could headed out for the Isle. It consumed them. Those left behind were ignored. I started feeling a strange unease, I didn’t know what was wrong. One day I logged into my Jeweler who was sitting in Halfhill. Since I was there, she did some dailies for the Tillers.
I felt better. I then knew what had been wrong, I had abandoned the Tillers. I really like the Tillers … a lot. I loved Farmer Yoon’s story from the first day we met and I helped him with some stubborn rocks. I felt bad that I’d been too busy to visit. I visit every day now and I feel much happier.
Suspension of disbelief has never been a problem for me but I realized that I also felt empathy for these virtual characters, the ones I’ve created and the NPCs.
Meet Peculia. She was created on a free account to do nothing but reach level 10 and then wait there until I needed to make a raid group. That’s it. I felt guilt while leveling her. She was full of excitement as most characters are, excited to see the world although I knew she never would. This is how I get in trouble. I may have to level her to allay the guilt.
Here’s a surprise, I didn’t think that Warlock had it in her. She’s feeling that maybe Tina would have been happier left where she was. I mean she only picked her to stay on her farm because she was the only BFF she had, no surprise there, to get rid of the annoying ? over that little shrine thingy. Now she wishes she’d waited and asked Jogu who probably would have been happier or at least too drunk to care.
Yes. My handsome Blood Elf, Purloin. How am I going to tell him I don’t see a future for him. He’s waiting for me to return. I can’t seem to level males … I want to but can’t. How will I tell him he’s about to be deleted to make room for a sassy female Goblin. What’s worse is that I actually remember every character I’ve ever deleted and that’s a bunch. They haunt me.
Okay, this is one of those posts I’m glad my husband doesn’t read. He already thinks I’m pretty squirelly but I can’t help it. I think some of us invest so much life into our characters that we can’t help but care about their virtual lives. I know I do, but … you know … in a totally I’m not crazy kind of way. Right? RIGHT?
Oh yeah, well I don’t see you posting, what’s that about then?
Cat you know I’ve been busy trying to level
old mature Tota the Warrior. I thought Mages were my absolute worse class but no, not by a long shot. I hope Tota forgives me one day. In an attempt to get away from the CRZ crowd I sent her to the most desolate place I could think of, Desolace. Unfortunately I send her a little early apparently cause it was a deathfest. Sorry Tota.
So anyway that left Cat to stare at the mailbox at her leisure. I got a frantic message from her this morning. Come! Come quick! Quick! OMG!
Calm down Cat, I’m on my way. Wonder what got her all riled up.
I couldn’t believe what I saw. Cat parading around showing off the most evil, evilly battle pet that’s ever lived, the feared Darkmoon Rabbit!
Cat, where did you get that rabbit? How …
See, I told you the mailbox was magic but you didn’t believe me, did you? I received this wonderful birthday surprise from Helke aka Ishtla aka Ravenpayne! I was stunned, Cat had been right all along. That mailbox connected straight to wonderful people!
Thank you so much Ishtla! Cat and I love him! Cat set off to show off her new pet. They seemed too intent on their game of Hearthstone so she flew off to the farm. She sat there a while thinking about a name.
Since she has a Helke and a Ravenpayne, yes, she’s very generous. I know. Cat finally came up with Fierce Ishtla. Unfortunately she took a while thinking and now there are fewer chickens on the farm. Sorry … bunny was hungry. I think she’ll be forgiven as Fierce Ishtla spared Hillpaw’s Prize Chicken, whew.
Thank you so much Ishtla! I think this might be the push Cat needed to get off her butt and start battling those celestials once again. Once Ishtla’s level 25, all will fall before her!
You know I’d never thought about it before but I’m beginning to think that when Cat’s in a form she doesn’t really retain the … um … reasoning powers of a Night Elf. This morning, just like yesterday morning the mailbox on the Timeless Isle contained a wonderful present.
Cat saw she had mail after doing the daily Path of the Mistwalker. She likes it because it makes collecting her leather go by fast. Mail? I have mail? What could it be?
It’s from Cymre! It’s a Gu’chi Swarmling! Another little critter that had eluded her! She pondered what to name the little Swarmling … hmm … I have a Cymre, I have a Foxy Cymre so I guess Cymre’s out. She decided to name her pet Bubbles. Now I’m not sure if she’ll keep that name as she liked Cymre’s idea better. Cym suggested Grubby Cymre and it does have a nice ring to it.
So Cat decided to rename her Swarmling AND change Cymre’s name to Hooty Cymre. There! That’s perfect! Thank you so much Cym!
Yeah … look at that screen shot … Cowardly Zue is jealously eyeing that pet. There is only one drawback. Maybe when Cat ever comes out of Cat form it will resolve itself but she’s now convinced the mailbox is magic and I can’t get her to stop sitting there starring at it.
So if you see a Cat starring at your Timeless Isle mailbox tell her to move along, nothing to see here. It’s NOT magical although many people are!
The Old Ladies’ Raiding Guild met again last night, it was a lovely turnout! We were feeling so badass we finished off Bastion of Twilight and went on to The Throne of the Four Winds and The Black Temple and WE WERE prepared. I hope people found some nice mogging pieces. I do think I remember Plenty of Paladins’ Tyl getting a great looking crossbow.
I had mentioned to Matty that although it wasn’t my birthday it was being celebrated yesterday so I would try to make it. I kinda cheated and mentioned around two hours before start time that I was hoping to make it. That of course did get me some eye-rolling from my daughter who thinks I’m a big dork. I do NOT get eye-rolling from my son-in-law as we both think being a dork is fantastic.
It was a great party as the celebrant gets to pick where or what we eat and since it was me … pizza and cake! Perfect! The only unfortunate incident was that the cake was sitting a little close to the edge of the table. None of us noticed my dog sneaking back there and licking the icing off half of the cake. Needless to say he enjoyed the party too.
My mother was spending the night and wanted to SEE the people I was talking about … I’m not sure what she was expecting. Her grasp on this kind of stuff is minimal. She kept coming in and asking where they were. I kept telling her each little person you see is um … a real person, get it? Like me sitting here, see? No, okay … see the one we only see from the back all the time? That’s me! And all those other characters you see have people sitting somewhere in the world just like I’m doing? See? I don’t think she ever got it. I don’t know what she was expecting, big looming real life faces? I don’t know.
I was thrilled to get a USB headset so that by the next time we meet I can actually hear people and maybe … maybe … speak. I know, that’s crazy talk but you never know. So yay! Great birthday and it isn’t even here yet!
So Cat logs in this morning and has mail? Odd, she’s usually the one sending everything to other characters, must have forgotten something. No! It’s a present! From someone named Rhollon, this sent her into a panic … Rhollon? Rhollon? I don’t remember that name! I don’t know who to thank!
Um … Cat?
Why don’t you open it, I’ll bet that might clear it up.
Oh … yeah … that might work.
A Frigid Frostling from Matty! I always wanted one but kept thinking it might, just might drop for me so I never gave in and bought one. Thank you so much, Cat just loves him! She was a little upset she missed meeting Rhollon as Matty said he’s a Human Male and she REALLY likes those Human Males.
I know! So much exciting stuff happening and it still isn’t even my birthday yet. Thanks so much again Matty. And thanks to all you Old Lady Raiders for a wonderful evening.