Warcrack’s patch included some spiffy holiday decorations, special holiday quest rewards and holiday recipes for all the Warcrack chefs.
The patch also introduced a HUGE money sink: snowballs. At last count, I burned through 2 gold pitching snowballs at the back of groupmates’ heads.
Fucking Blizzard. If this was an up-to-the-minute documentary of my online life, I’d be at 19% downloaded. That’s progress. Thirty minutes ago, it was 12% downloaded.
Still 19%.
19%.
Waiting on 20%. Cable modem, screaming downloads, I’ve seen the commercials. I’m normally amazed. 19. 19. Can I get a 20? 20? wru, 20?
Fucking yeah! 20 percent!
Meanwhile, I’ll improv. Pour yourself a strong one. We have time.
There are few things that strike terror in a gamer’s heart quite like patch day.
Who’s gonna be the lucky one? And by “lucky”, I mean nerf.
All I’ll say is: HAHAHAHAHA, my already balanced (read: probably overpowered but I won’t admit that publically) class was enhanced. Blizzard, god love ’em, are such noobs.
Who in their right mind pushes a patch a few days before Christmas? Management either hates us all, including their own employees, or they are too fucking arrogant to check out how the other online gaming houses are working things.
And, whoever had the bright idea for the WoW peer-to-peer patch system: I hope Santa shits down your chimney.
Damn noobs.