Our Guild Kill Video:
First, there’s Mythic Blackhand, the tyrant hanging over our heads for the entire month of April. There’s something about that boss, man; he’s really good at making people exceptionally tense.
Getting him down felt good. Not the same way Imperator felt good–the Imperator kill felt like a perfected dance, a 5-star performance on opening night kind of good. Blackhand felt like a battle won, like putting away our swords and wiping dirt and blood off of our faces with a resounding “Hell yeah, we’re still here.”
This month has been a different sort of interesting for me, as well. Some people and situations within my guild pushed me to the brink of leaving–far enough into the gap, in fact; that I applied to other guilds (and met some pretty cool people, I might add).
I felt obligated to stay through the Blackhand kill, and during that time there’s been a concerted effort to make things a little less frustrating. This left me at a difficult juncture: do I leave my guild and the friends I have here and try something new with people who seem nice? Or do I stay with the people I like, deal with the ones I don’t, and give my guild a second chance?
In the end, I believe I’ve opted for staying home. Maybe I’m screwing myself over, but I love this guild, I just want it to like me back.
We killed Blackhand on a Monday night. The Sunday previous, I’d started having lower right abdominal pain. I took some ibuprofen and pressed on. Monday was miserable, but I sucked it up, a little more ibuprofen, and we killed the boss.
The next morning, I could no longer ignore the pain, and a visit to the ER later, I was being scheduled for surgery to remove my appendix.
The Twitter community was, of course; as supportive and cool as they’ve ever been, sending me well wishes and virtual hugs throughout the process. I’ve said it a hundred times, the WoW/Gaming/Geek Twitter community is one of the best, and you’d be hard-pressed to convince me otherwise.
I wish I could say the process was painless; it wasn’t. It mostly sucked. My belly button hurts, my back hurts, my side keeps cramping, and I’m under these pesky orders not to do much of anything. But hey, I’m home and not dead, so I think I came out on top.
I’m kind of glad April’s over, though. I need May to be chill.
Heroic this week was exciting–the raid was trying to kill me. A LOT.
Here are a few of the best moments (profanity warning!).
I don’t have words for how terrible I am at being a healer. But hey, it’s dead, and we’re on Blackhand, so…WHATEVER. 😀
I CAN’T EVEN.
Protip guys: watch out for Rapid Fire. It’s a doozy.
<Check Please> is 8/10 Mythic! Blast Furnace, here we come!
I’d rather intentionally run into a train than do this boss again. This is that fight for me (inb4 “every fight is that fight for you, Amber, huehuehue”).
At the end of the day, Kromog’s just a big kid who likes to play with rocks.
This has been an interesting couple of weeks for <Check Please>.
The stamping presses on Mythic Hans’gar & Franzok got on our nerves (although the practice from doing Stamp Stamp Revolution certainly helped, even if we did want to kill each other halfway through), but once Hans & Franz went down, we turned right around in the same night and killed Gruul.
Then, last night after Mythic farm (Beastlord, Oregorger, Hans & Franz, & Gruul), we had 30 minutes left–enough time for a few pulls on Flamebender.
Three pulls later, we were 5/10. Oops.
We’ll be going in for Mythic Kromog tonight. Something something Starfall!
First of all, what? Has it really been 6 years since my first post? When I think back through all of the experiences then to now, both in-game and IRL, it’s not that hard to believe. I’m not the same person or the same WoW player I was on February 23rd, 2009.
I also didn’t know most of the awesome people that I know today 6 years ago. So many of you who read my blogs, send me emails, and chat with me on Twitter or in-game have made my day over and over again, and I’m grateful that I’ve had the opportunity to get to know this community. Thank you, guys; for being incredible. ❤
Lost a Holy Paladin, gained a DK. Not the most even trade in the world, but whatevs.
We got George last night, that’s what matters, and he dropped the trinket I’ll never get.
And for giggles, a little bit of rage before the kill. THOSE KICKS.