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Anybody suddenly feel the urge to join the wonderful World of Warcraft? If I get a friend to memberize him or herself, I get a Zhevraaaaa moooouuunnnt.
Yes? What's that? You want to be an undead mage? A blood elf paladin? A human warrior, like one of the mes? (Collectively, I am a night elf rogue, night elf druid, night elf hunter, blood elf hunter, undead mage, human warrior, tauren warrior, and human rogue.)
I wanna stripey, dual-horned, zebra-thing with weirdass legs tooooo.
Things have been getting more interesting now that Harkk's (said human warrior) getting up there in levelage. Of course she could be much further along if I hadn't played 295292529325 games of Arathi Basin PVP when I/she...was level 39. Notice my pronoun confusion. Thank you.
What's Arathi Basin PVP?
I'm on a server-world, Antonidas, that doesn't allow you to attack members of the opposite faction when we're all out in the open (player vs. player). Unless they're flagged. In which case, hack at it. (Not wanting my ass kicked in at every corner is just one reason why I don't do PVP servers.)
Arathi Basin is one of three battleground games that allows you to fight against the other faction in a timed contest. For this game there are 5 bases
(Stables, Goldmine, Blacksmith, Lumber Mill, Farm) whose flags you must capture and defend in order to accrue points. Bases are constantly being stolen, you die about 15 times in one go, and there's nothing like being the sole member of your team defending a base and watching seven Horde storm up the grassy hillside toward you. \(x.X)/ OMG. And nothing like being turned into a sheep before experiencing de-organing by three rogues on an empty low road. That's good too.
If your team for that go is relatively decent at cooperation, timed offense, and defense, then the game will be fun. The game can also be fun if your team is the definition of suck: having no chance of victory, one is free to do whatever, such as become the personal hell for a particular bitch tauren-druid who trapped you in the graveyard where you resurrect and kept you spinning on a neverending circle of death.
If your team wins, then you receive 3 marks of honor and a fistful of honor points. A loss, and you get 1 mark of honor and some honor points. You can use these to buy special equipment, etc.
♥ ♥ ♥
Anyway, I would now like to post some special memories and recent events in the life of Harkk.
Onward!
Harkk's first horse mount. Awwwww. I had started saving around level 35, as one could buy a mount at level 40. (A mount & training can range from 35-90 gold, depending on one's reputation with the seller's faction. Mine was 37 gold. Pretty good.)
A few days later, Blizzard announced that they were letting level 30s buy mounts, so that they have more time with them until their level 60 epic mounts. Right. So, I spent the next week frantically cashing in for gold, while other little level 30s pranced around on mounts before me. (To be fair, they probably had upper-level alternatives supplying them the gold. But still.)
At last, at level 38, I purchased my horse and the training to ride it. It was a special moment.
No more running everywhere. A 60% faster traveling experience. (LOL.)
A chinese dragon pet I got for winning a battleground game. They were doing a special around the time of the Beijing Olympics.
The night elf gentleman below had partaken of some giant elixir in some previous battle and so could not fit into the bank entrance. It was hilarious.
And then he mounted his cat.
Giant cat rear in mah face.
Was crossing a Stormwind bridge one night when I came upon a dead male tauren wearing a loin cloth. He had been killed in such a way that defied computer graphics, leaving him suspended grotesquely in midair. It was awesome.
The next night, near the Stormwind entrance, was another dead half-naked tauren named Stormwindcow.
And this siege of terror ended with Stormwindcow, dead again, mostly naked again, hovering full horizontal over the bankside mailbox.
I love how the graphics interface of WOW can lead to such moments as this, when you slowly turn around and realize that your snowshoe bunny is floating high above you. (Or, "resting on the tall jug next to you, but not really.")
In this next screenshot, behind my purple horned helmet, I am deep in contemplation as how to go about kidnapping the cute phoenix hatchling across from me. It's clearly malnourished! (You don't feed companion pets. :D)
Killed a giant raptor in the river, watched its towering dead body bob gently in the water. (Right before I skinned it.) Also, my snowshoe bunny does not need to breathe.
OMG, I love this quest! You get it in the late 30s or early 40s, but what you do is watch as this elite gajibillion-leveled monster emerges from the sea, then run around the docks firing the military cannons while the Alliance guard shoots arrows at it. The swag and reputation is pretty good, but nothing compares to being blasted back into midair as the monster whooshes raspberry-ice breath all over you. (I was just watching another do the quest in these shots.)
"LEGGOOO MY EGGGOOO NUUURGHARGGHH!"
"I'M HUNGRYYY FOR COCOOOO PUFFFSS NOM NOM NOM!"
"I WAAANNT KOOOOOOOOL-AIIIIIIIIID!"
I took this screenshot tonight. It's Darkmoon Faire time! Yaaaay!
Here's the offical screenshot for the empty fairgrounds.
And finally, I would just like to say that I recently obtained The Crystal Sword of The Monkey.
Yes? What's that? You want to be an undead mage? A blood elf paladin? A human warrior, like one of the mes? (Collectively, I am a night elf rogue, night elf druid, night elf hunter, blood elf hunter, undead mage, human warrior, tauren warrior, and human rogue.)
I wanna stripey, dual-horned, zebra-thing with weirdass legs tooooo.
Things have been getting more interesting now that Harkk's (said human warrior) getting up there in levelage. Of course she could be much further along if I hadn't played 295292529325 games of Arathi Basin PVP when I/she...was level 39. Notice my pronoun confusion. Thank you.
What's Arathi Basin PVP?
I'm on a server-world, Antonidas, that doesn't allow you to attack members of the opposite faction when we're all out in the open (player vs. player). Unless they're flagged. In which case, hack at it. (Not wanting my ass kicked in at every corner is just one reason why I don't do PVP servers.)
Arathi Basin is one of three battleground games that allows you to fight against the other faction in a timed contest. For this game there are 5 bases
(Stables, Goldmine, Blacksmith, Lumber Mill, Farm) whose flags you must capture and defend in order to accrue points. Bases are constantly being stolen, you die about 15 times in one go, and there's nothing like being the sole member of your team defending a base and watching seven Horde storm up the grassy hillside toward you. \(x.X)/ OMG. And nothing like being turned into a sheep before experiencing de-organing by three rogues on an empty low road. That's good too.
If your team for that go is relatively decent at cooperation, timed offense, and defense, then the game will be fun. The game can also be fun if your team is the definition of suck: having no chance of victory, one is free to do whatever, such as become the personal hell for a particular bitch tauren-druid who trapped you in the graveyard where you resurrect and kept you spinning on a neverending circle of death.
If your team wins, then you receive 3 marks of honor and a fistful of honor points. A loss, and you get 1 mark of honor and some honor points. You can use these to buy special equipment, etc.
♥ ♥ ♥
Anyway, I would now like to post some special memories and recent events in the life of Harkk.
Onward!
Harkk's first horse mount. Awwwww. I had started saving around level 35, as one could buy a mount at level 40. (A mount & training can range from 35-90 gold, depending on one's reputation with the seller's faction. Mine was 37 gold. Pretty good.)
A few days later, Blizzard announced that they were letting level 30s buy mounts, so that they have more time with them until their level 60 epic mounts. Right. So, I spent the next week frantically cashing in for gold, while other little level 30s pranced around on mounts before me. (To be fair, they probably had upper-level alternatives supplying them the gold. But still.)
At last, at level 38, I purchased my horse and the training to ride it. It was a special moment.
No more running everywhere. A 60% faster traveling experience. (LOL.)
A chinese dragon pet I got for winning a battleground game. They were doing a special around the time of the Beijing Olympics.
The night elf gentleman below had partaken of some giant elixir in some previous battle and so could not fit into the bank entrance. It was hilarious.
And then he mounted his cat.
Giant cat rear in mah face.
Was crossing a Stormwind bridge one night when I came upon a dead male tauren wearing a loin cloth. He had been killed in such a way that defied computer graphics, leaving him suspended grotesquely in midair. It was awesome.
The next night, near the Stormwind entrance, was another dead half-naked tauren named Stormwindcow.
And this siege of terror ended with Stormwindcow, dead again, mostly naked again, hovering full horizontal over the bankside mailbox.
I love how the graphics interface of WOW can lead to such moments as this, when you slowly turn around and realize that your snowshoe bunny is floating high above you. (Or, "resting on the tall jug next to you, but not really.")
In this next screenshot, behind my purple horned helmet, I am deep in contemplation as how to go about kidnapping the cute phoenix hatchling across from me. It's clearly malnourished! (You don't feed companion pets. :D)
Killed a giant raptor in the river, watched its towering dead body bob gently in the water. (Right before I skinned it.) Also, my snowshoe bunny does not need to breathe.
OMG, I love this quest! You get it in the late 30s or early 40s, but what you do is watch as this elite gajibillion-leveled monster emerges from the sea, then run around the docks firing the military cannons while the Alliance guard shoots arrows at it. The swag and reputation is pretty good, but nothing compares to being blasted back into midair as the monster whooshes raspberry-ice breath all over you. (I was just watching another do the quest in these shots.)
"LEGGOOO MY EGGGOOO NUUURGHARGGHH!"
"I'M HUNGRYYY FOR COCOOOO PUFFFSS NOM NOM NOM!"
"I WAAANNT KOOOOOOOOL-AIIIIIIIIID!"
I took this screenshot tonight. It's Darkmoon Faire time! Yaaaay!
Here's the offical screenshot for the empty fairgrounds.
And finally, I would just like to say that I recently obtained The Crystal Sword of The Monkey.