So what does a Bear do to drown his sorrows?
The same thing any gamer does when faced with disappointment. Kill shit with a big sappy grin.
Virtual shit, that is.
Our preferred foe is, of course, the eponymous internet dragon, favorite target of millions of frustrated players the world over.
You could almost feel sorry for internet dragons. Almost.
Okay, there is one internet dragon I feel sorry for, that I wish I could cuddle and give a small dragon toy to and assure that the mean ol’ nasty players won’t come to hurt them anymore.
Who can have a hardened heart when faced with the blind internet dragon, Atramedes? Who can kill him without a care in the world?
Apparently, the crew I was with last night.
Shortly after my latest blog post went up, Tyben of Elitist Jerks whispered me to see what I was up to. See, she plays with a bunch of her horde friends, awesome people one and all, and on Friday nights they do what they call ‘gold runs’. Setting the controls to the heart of the Sun, also known as 25 player heroic mode, and going after, oh, just about everything.
THIS is why I used my level 90 boost on a Horde Hunter. So I wasn’t limited to playing with Alliance-only friends when Horde friends want to get up to trouble. So many people are Horde 4 Life, so it’s nice to swing both ways. Um. I mean, to keep your options open. To play both sides of the fence. Oh, fuckit.
Never mind. It’s things like this that cause Google Chrome to say I’ve got a bad reputation. Like I’m Joan fucking Jett or something.
Don’t know about you, Google Chrome says I’ve got a bad reputation, my first thought was, “FUCK YES!”
But that’s just me. I still love you, Chrome! Love you long time. You just can’t handle the bear lovin’.
Tyben, Elitist Jerks, gold run Friday night. Right, back on track.
Tyben invited me to come on board, and next thing I know I’m in a massive blast through the Cataclysm greatest hits.
Heroic 25 Firelands was first, a place I know well. So very well. Every Monday for how long now? No matter, here we are and I was fortunate enough to be there when Ragnaros went down and one of Tyben’s friends got their Heart of Fire, meaning another worthy soul will be wielding Dragonwrath today.
After that, it was kind of a blur.
Dragon Soul, Bastion of Twilight and Sinestra, Blackwing Descent and Atramedes, Throne of the Four Winds… that’s a lot of Cataclysmic stuffs.
I killed so many internet dragons last night I got the Dragonslayer title! Okay, you get that for killing Sinestra in Bastion of Twilight, but it coulda been from all the internet dragon killing.
We ended up in the Shrine, where I was glad to take a break. So many raids, so many dragons…
“Okay, someone find out where Sha of Anger is hiding…”
Wait, they’re not done? Are you serious?
Sha of Anger beaten up, okay time to go to sleep. Someone pipes up, “Okay, moo moo vaults next!”
Oh, hell no. Now all of Pandaria?
It turns out, there is a definite limit to how many dragons I need to slay before my bloodlust is sated for one day.
Those are some crazy cats in Elitist Jerks. Crazy, cats, crazy.
Ah, cross realm Horde side fun.
I do like my Blood Elf Hunter. I have a crow pet, and a crow battle pet, and I’ve now named them Huggin’ and Muggin’. They shall be at my sides, close enough to rest on my shoulders, every time I play.
Just goes to show, just as Monty Python says, always look on the bright side of life! Sure as heck wasn’t how I thought I was going to be spending my Friday night, now was it?
You never know how your day may end up. So cheer up!