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The writing’s on the (pink) wall…

March 28, 2011 5 comments

… but not anymore.

Larísa has written her last post at PPI. Sad – but understandable, too. Hopefully she’ll feel the tickle of the muse and come back in another incarnation at some point.

I’ve never really understood how people can get so abusive when someone leaves a TV show or stops writing a blog, as though there were some personal slight or deprivation intended. We really don’t exist just to serve as entertainment for other people; said other people need to learn to entertain themselves.

As someone who is too chickenshit to decide whether I’m still blogging here or not, I respect a rather more definite decision. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

{What? Would a Secret World beta spot make me change my mind? Why yes, yes it would. Hear me, Oh #TSW team!}

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Gone Fishin’

March 23, 2011 Comments off

RL has recently become a little complicated. I doubt I’ll be posting in a while*. Thanks for coming by these last 2 1/2 years!

* Unless I get a TSW beta spot. And even then, unless I were prepared to face the wrath of the rugosely tentacled NDA Beast.

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Give me housing or give me death!

March 18, 2011 11 comments

Big title, short link – this week’s MMORPG column. Hey, maybe if I bring em enough readers they’ll spring to send me to a convention!

Next up, world domination through home furnishings.

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#TSW – I am hype!

March 10, 2011 7 comments

RAR! There’s also a new website! You haven’t seen this. I didn’t link it.

There’s a trailer. You can see it here, or you can clicky below. Yes, you’re allowed to see it today without risk of tentacly death. Well – not much risk.

The gameplay, if such it is, looks reasonable (and I really don’t pay much attention to that shiz till I get to try it myself). The character models look great — not elongated or plastic-wrapped like in EQ2, not cartoony, not uncanny-valley that I can tell. I’m actually looking forward to hauling ass into battle in a pair of jeans and sneakers — or a Chanel suit, if that’s what I want to do. But NO FREAKING SHOULDER PADS!!

The voiceovers are zomgwtfbbq hype, but that’s totally okay. I kind of like it when designers seem sincerely enthused by their own product, especially if it’s a product I plan on acquiring. You don’t really want Marvin the designer-android standing there telling you how great his game is when he  patently doesn’t believe a word of it. (Course, the trailer producers should just pick better actors, but I’m going to stop being so cynical now).

I just have one more word for y’all — well okay, two: ZOMBIE T-REX!!!! Pure, unadulterated win.

I am now officially frothing at the mouth again. Hey, #Ragnar — I can haz beta nao?

Sucker for a happy ending

March 4, 2011 8 comments

I talk a lot about being an introvert, a hermit, a soloer for most of the time I spend in games — and while lately I’ve actually been more of a duoer, the basic principle still holds: when I’m mucking about in game, I prefer very little company. It has to be just the right company or I become crabby, overwhelmed, prone to profanity and just generally turn into a bitchy pain in the ass.

What only other introverts seem to understand, however, is that this doesn’t make me unsociable or anti-social — quite the contrary. I’m extremely sociable, it’s just that my terms for it aren’t the same as those of your average extrovert (who, making up statistics as I go along, seem to make up the bulk of the MMO population). I have a huge personal space requirement, both in real life and in virtual life. Some people get that, and others just stand on my character, or sit in front of me staring at my (virtual! FFS!) boobs and drive me to frothing annoyance.

There’s more than one way to be sociable, and one of the ways I’m sociable is by socialising in chat. And specifically guild chat. WoW wouldn’t have held me 2 weeks when I came back if I hadn’t been able to hook back up with my forever tribe, the Knights Who Say Ni — and with a subset of friends I hadn’t “seen” (you know what I mean) in years and had missed a great deal more than I’m usually willing to admit. Hell, I’ve known some of these people for over a decade now, whether I’ve met them in person or not — and one day I swear I’ll make it to an RL guild meet; I’m tired of missing out on those Las Vegas high jinx!

So when I caught Larísa’s post just now over at the Pink Pigtail Inn, I was only half surprised to find myself sniffling a bit as I reached the end of the post. It’s well worth a read, as the Pink One’s stuff always is.

We’re nothing without our friends, and I’m a little tired of explaining that how I spend my time killing shit has zero bearing on my social abilities.

It’s not what you’re playing, it’s who you’re playing it with.

PS – If you’re the one who stole my ability and desire to do walls of text, gimme it back! These short posts are just… weird.

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It’s all in the rat

March 2, 2011 5 comments

Yes, I’m still playing WoW — coming up to 3 months now — and yes, I’m still enjoying it, though cracks may be appearing in the facade. I have a feeling that in order to keep moving in the game, because WoW is just what it is, I’m going to end up having to do dungeons… and I’m not sure I want to, for reasons I’ve covered many times before but may yet cover again in a more up-to-date whine.

But that’s not what I want to talk about today. Today, we’re going to talk about killing 10 rats and how not all rats are the same.

For the last few weeks I’ve been doing dailies in the Twilight Highlands, and not really because I need to. Sure, I still need to hit exalted with them, but other than that I’m pretty much done with anything I could buy from them. There’s not much there for hunters. But the dailies are a hoot, and I tend to do them with friends in the evenings because they’re just so appropriate for winding down.

The thing to know is that these quests are given by dwarves, and by dwarves who value the finer things in life — to whit, food and beer. So the first thing we do is the Beer Run, which involves protecting a bunch of dorfs with kegs as they go from A to B. It’s hardly difficult, but it is fun, especially when there are 6 different convoys going and everyone’s all bunched up on the road. That’s a lot of beer! PROTECT THE BEER!

The next thing we do is to find more beer — because, well, one can never have enough beer. Only this time, every time you pick some up you also have to drink some, so you end up completely smashed — and you also pick up food along the way because finding beer is hungry and thirsty work.

Okay, so you also kill shit and smash a boss’s face in and all that, but the BEER is what matters. As it should be.

Before you accuse me of being a lush — which may well fit but isn’t the point under discussion — I’m just saying that there’s nothing intrinsically wrong with killing 10 rats, or guzzling 10 beers. What’s bad is when 90% of what you do is literally going out and killing 10 foozles. Inject a little humour, make people’s screens go a bit squiffy for 10 minutes, and suddenly the 10 rats become a social occasion and not a chore.

As with so many other things in MMOs (and life, come to think of it), it’s all relative.

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