Encounter Challenge Rating 7
Last night, the Golden God invited a succubus into our house. She seemed unassuming enough, at first blush, just another of the Golden God's angelic host of incredibly hot chicks.
This one was different. This one had a secret weapon.
"So," the succubus said, preparing to reveal her true nature, "you guys play WoW, right?"
With trepidation, the Golden God and I answered in the affirmative past tense. Used to. Used to play WoW. No longer.
"Oh, well you guys totally have to start playing again! Wrath of the Lich King is coming out and there's all these great new instances, new talent trees going up to level 80! We can form a guild and totally pwn!"
I experienced a rather severe moment of cognitive dissonance.
Now, I am not so prejudiced as to believe that there are no hot women in gaming - but this was a whole new level, so to speak. This was like Vin Diesel coming over and asking us if we wanted to play D&D.
The Golden God and I battled the succubus, marshalling all the tactics at our disposal - flat out refusal, bargaining, misdirection, even alcohol. It was to no avail. She deftly riposted at every turn, unrelenting in her demand that we start playing WoW again.
"C'mon... it'll be fun. You know you want to."
The evening ended in stalemate. The Golden God and I remain free from demonic influence... for now. Somehow, though, I feel this was only the first battle in what could be an epic struggle between good and evil.
This one was different. This one had a secret weapon.
"So," the succubus said, preparing to reveal her true nature, "you guys play WoW, right?"
With trepidation, the Golden God and I answered in the affirmative past tense. Used to. Used to play WoW. No longer.
"Oh, well you guys totally have to start playing again! Wrath of the Lich King is coming out and there's all these great new instances, new talent trees going up to level 80! We can form a guild and totally pwn!"
I experienced a rather severe moment of cognitive dissonance.
Now, I am not so prejudiced as to believe that there are no hot women in gaming - but this was a whole new level, so to speak. This was like Vin Diesel coming over and asking us if we wanted to play D&D.
The Golden God and I battled the succubus, marshalling all the tactics at our disposal - flat out refusal, bargaining, misdirection, even alcohol. It was to no avail. She deftly riposted at every turn, unrelenting in her demand that we start playing WoW again.
"C'mon... it'll be fun. You know you want to."
The evening ended in stalemate. The Golden God and I remain free from demonic influence... for now. Somehow, though, I feel this was only the first battle in what could be an epic struggle between good and evil.