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So the guild's core raid team (minus the two with lives, plus one adoptee from another guild) is working on 8-manning Naxx10.
Mind, we've only cleared Naxx as a guild twice before, and once was sort of by accident.
Night 1 went well. We wanted to knock out the two longest wings, saving the two shorter ones for the night with the endbosses, because originally it looked like we only had two nights to do it. Besides, if you're gonna go for the "go gimp yourselves" achievement, you might as well start with the worst, right?
Cleared Military Quarter. Razuvious did NOT drop my bow, because he's a prick. (The bow is sort of a personal crusade for me. this should make it clear why.) No deaths. Some members of the raid started holding illusions of getting the Undying title, to which I kept responding: Safety Dance.
Cleared Construct Quarter. Lost our Undying achievement on Gluth. Nobody's fault; we had to break in a new zombie kiter. On the job training is not conducive to getting Undying. Thaddius was fun. The two who usually cross charges did perfectly, so two OTHER people botched it instead. (Including a healer who got battle ressed by *both* of the living druids, failed to listen to my "Don't pop until right before a shift!" warning, and immediately died again after both resses. I thought it was funny. The other healer probably didn't.)
Enter night 2. My ISP was being a bitch, for no apparent reason, and I was getting good 5-10 second lag spikes. Frequently. Kazz (injakra) offered to postpone the raid, but I wanted to at least try.
This is as good a time as any to note that I'm our raid team's highest DPS, by a pretty substantial margin.
Cleared Arachnid Quarter. Why yes, I WAS spiking all over the place. Why yes, I WAS still leading the damage meters. Why yes, we DID 8-man Momma Said Knock You Out, even though most of us had it already, just because we could.
Cleared Plague Quarter. Somewhere right before Noth, my ISP apparently decided to get its fucking act together. I did not spike on Noth. And then, glory hallelujah, I DID NOT SPIKE ON HEIGAN. (I was also the only ranged DPS to survive the experience, though I was proud of our resident shadow priest. He survived the first phase 2 for the first time ever. We can't dance if we want to.)
On to Sapphiron. And that's when my ISP goes "O HAI, I'ma start spiking again, k?" No. No, that is fucking well not okay. There's nothing quite like being disconnected from the server, and as you're frantically attempting to log back in, hearing on vent "Air phase!" Somehow, I got in and made it behind an ice cube. One of the healers, later, was not so lucky. He got disconnected. He died. He didn't come back. And didn't come back. And didn't come back. Pally offtank and shadow priest got to heal some for the last part of the fight. Healer did not get credit for downing Sapphiron with 8.
We'll be going back, kids!
Due to my lag spikes and Hak's being offline, KT was saved for tonight. We're totally gonna kick his ass.
Mind, we've only cleared Naxx as a guild twice before, and once was sort of by accident.
Night 1 went well. We wanted to knock out the two longest wings, saving the two shorter ones for the night with the endbosses, because originally it looked like we only had two nights to do it. Besides, if you're gonna go for the "go gimp yourselves" achievement, you might as well start with the worst, right?
Cleared Military Quarter. Razuvious did NOT drop my bow, because he's a prick. (The bow is sort of a personal crusade for me. this should make it clear why.) No deaths. Some members of the raid started holding illusions of getting the Undying title, to which I kept responding: Safety Dance.
Cleared Construct Quarter. Lost our Undying achievement on Gluth. Nobody's fault; we had to break in a new zombie kiter. On the job training is not conducive to getting Undying. Thaddius was fun. The two who usually cross charges did perfectly, so two OTHER people botched it instead. (Including a healer who got battle ressed by *both* of the living druids, failed to listen to my "Don't pop until right before a shift!" warning, and immediately died again after both resses. I thought it was funny. The other healer probably didn't.)
Enter night 2. My ISP was being a bitch, for no apparent reason, and I was getting good 5-10 second lag spikes. Frequently. Kazz (injakra) offered to postpone the raid, but I wanted to at least try.
This is as good a time as any to note that I'm our raid team's highest DPS, by a pretty substantial margin.
Cleared Arachnid Quarter. Why yes, I WAS spiking all over the place. Why yes, I WAS still leading the damage meters. Why yes, we DID 8-man Momma Said Knock You Out, even though most of us had it already, just because we could.
Cleared Plague Quarter. Somewhere right before Noth, my ISP apparently decided to get its fucking act together. I did not spike on Noth. And then, glory hallelujah, I DID NOT SPIKE ON HEIGAN. (I was also the only ranged DPS to survive the experience, though I was proud of our resident shadow priest. He survived the first phase 2 for the first time ever. We can't dance if we want to.)
On to Sapphiron. And that's when my ISP goes "O HAI, I'ma start spiking again, k?" No. No, that is fucking well not okay. There's nothing quite like being disconnected from the server, and as you're frantically attempting to log back in, hearing on vent "Air phase!" Somehow, I got in and made it behind an ice cube. One of the healers, later, was not so lucky. He got disconnected. He died. He didn't come back. And didn't come back. And didn't come back. Pally offtank and shadow priest got to heal some for the last part of the fight. Healer did not get credit for downing Sapphiron with 8.
We'll be going back, kids!
Due to my lag spikes and Hak's being offline, KT was saved for tonight. We're totally gonna kick his ass.