I don’t know, maybe it’s just me but occasionally I think I hear snickering. Those times when I’m involved in painful, unfun WoW pursuits I’m convinced I can hear those WoW developers whispering, let’s see what else we can get this chump to do.
HAHAHAHA! She did it! She’s spending agonizing hours killing low level mobs in search of dice. It’s not fun, it’s not profitable but damn! We got her! HAHAHAHAHA!
Yeah, guilty. Stupid, stupid little Toy Box. And if you ask me these guys have been deployed WAY too long. They aren’t interested in games of chance, all they’re interested in is reading shocking steamy romances. That’s all they have in their pockets. For Elune’s sake Schnottz, give those guys a week’s leave or something.
The Eternal Kilnmasters weren’t that bad. I had one Warlock stationed at the Blazing Way and one up top and they’re both Tailors so all that cloth was welcome.
Let’s see, what other dumb WoW stuff have they been up to. Oh yeah, I’m not sure why this was fun. The Darkmoon Bunny and Moonfang are no longer the kinder gentler beings they once were. So why did this inspire many, many people … yes me too … to spend an INORDINATE amount of time trying to fight them.
Was it the fun of spending lots and lots of money on repairs? I don’t know, maybe it was the strangely fascinating joy of watching your spells almost never hit, you’ve got to admit that’s a thing that’s been rare lately. I have no clue, maybe I need a WoW therapist. In my defense Moonfang does actually drop a toy I don’t have, maybe that was it.
Welp … time to login. Let’s see if we can find something to do other than the WoW equivalent of picking a hangnail … I’d really like those dice though … maybe just a … HEY I CAN HEAR YOU!