A Day in the Life

I feel badly that I didn’t compile quite enough screenshots on Sunday to satisfy the public’s thirst for insider Warcraft knowledge. I spent today, a rare non-family holiday off from work, snapping screenshots of a typical WoW player’s “day in the life” … so to speak.

Fire. bad.

In Ironforge, the lag is so bad, we’ve resorted to yelling at people that graze the firepots, thereby lagging our video display by .000005 seconds. MY GOD, that time could have made the difference in the bidding war at the Auction House.

No spoon

Matrix zen, Jedi mind tricks, Blizzard apologies. Is there really any difference?

Thottbot

I display a rare moment of compassion for my fellow adventurer seeking advice on where to train artisan First Aid.
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Screenshot Sunday

Lag

Another weekend of skull-crushing lag, and what better player to vent in the general chat channel than this guy? Couple dozen servers had login difficulties, crashing and random rollbacks — which is always fun. While my server dodged those bullets, what little playtime I had was mostly spent on bended knee, trying to loot [Piece of Crap] quest pieces.

Curse

WTF! I really hate cheating mobs. I can report that as a dual wielder with crazy-fast weapons, I healed the HELL out of the next 6 or so mobs.

We Need More Fluffers

Skelly

In my neverending quest to assume secret identities, I become the undead.

This was part of a quest reward I completed recently: a drink with 5 charges that granted various illusions for ten minutes each. Other than the occasional uber equipment reward (read: extremely occasional), this reward was our favorite.

Our group (it’s not a party, dammit!) drank up and started to put the hurt on some dinos: one guy was 2 feet tall, the remaining four were skellies. This Horde rogue wandered past and did a virtual double-take. He passed, he stopped, he turned around and stared.

Through the magic of /em’s, he told us that he had been trying to say hello and ‘sup for the past few minutes until it dawned on him that all was not as it appeared. He seemed like a nice enough guy, for a Horde, even with the flesh dripping off his skeleton, so we allowed him to pass through Our Zone unmolested.

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