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OMGpwnies’ Diary: Boreddumb

I have done absolutely nothing all week. What with one thing and another my little family got all the minor attention going around so I basically sat in the Hinterlands waiting for a turn that never came. I am soo bored I swear if I don’t get to kill something tonight I’m going to seduce one of the guards here just to do something.

Now of course, nelf seduction is hardly unusual but these guards are all dwarves and I mean, I DO have my pride and besides, with dwarves you really never know where they’ve been so please let me kill some things tonight. Pretty please.

The JetRaven Chronicles: I hunter

Me an HollyPolly wen to da Arathi Highlands in da early part of the week. As we fought our way tru many quests killing lots of ugly dwarves wid uglier green vests, we ultimately got sent to da shoreline. There we killed lots of Naga’s to steal der fin’s and then lots of Murloc’s to steal der eyes. All this to help out da Tarren Mill alchemist. Basically I can only conclude dat alchemy be a pretty damn gross profession, a lot like da voodoo but widout da zombies. Anyway HollyPolly is a zombie too so Iz confused about dem now cos she be kina cute.

Da difficult bit was dat da murloc’s hang around right next to da Alliance town of Southshore which be filled wid guards who don’t take kindly to horde members passing tru, they was also very tough – in due time we’ll of course be able to slaughter dem but for now, dey be somewhat beyond our abilities. While dere however I put Screwch in the stable and tamed meself a spider pet adding a new class of pet (cunning) to me list. I named him Snapz. Snapz has certainly got his uses, when I attack something he will usually web me target allowing me to get many shots in before da target can even move. Dis be very nice for crowd control, cos now me and me pet both have trapz. Oh yes, I learned how to make immolation trapz. Dey be traps that let me do one of da same damages dat Hollypolly does – very useful wen da enemy get too close.

From Tarren Mill we wen to Strangletorn Vale to meet wid dis guy called Hemet Nessingwary. Him a very famous hunter so even though him a dwarve ant an alliance it was still great honor to meet him. Nessingwary he dinna just let us visit da camp, he give us a chance to prove our hunting skillz so we wen to kill panters and raptors and tigers, an each time we do – he send us to kill tougher ones. Da tigers were da easiest to kill each time but also da hardest quests cos der never be enuf of dem anywhere an always you haf to kill lots of extra panters cos they hang out in da same places as da tigers. I tink ole Hemet he hunted a bit too many of da tigers dats why der not be many left now. Lucky wid me tracking beasts we cud usually find whatever we was hunting pretty easy.

While still hunting for Hemet we made it to level tirty and got a lot of new quests which we did in between da hunting. Mostly dese were from Grom’Gol basecamp and dey was for us to kill da bloodscalp trollz who be using da bad voodoo. We collected der necklaces and der udder property. We had to kill many, many of dem. Many times we wud empty der camps and then wait for dem to send new ones and kill dem all again. I wud have died a lot doing dis and Hollypolly did (but she bein’ a zombie I guess it’s no big deal – she kina been der, done dat got da t-shirt ting hehe) but I now know how to feign death and many times I only stayed alive when too many trollz attacked by making dem tink I was already dead.

Wen next we enter we will need to kill more trollz cos we need more necklaces and we got new quests for dem and also we still have new hunting quests for Hemet.

The legend of RavenJet: The story so far (in short summary of only the important bits)

I grew up in Gnomeregan, the great city of the gnomes. A splendid place of engineering wizardry filled with devices of extraordinaryness and if anybody doubted it we would just zap them with the extraordinarytron and then they wouldn’t. I was barely 18 though when gnomeregan fell and alone with Mam and Pappy and most of our surviving friends we fled to Ironforge. It was there that I met a gnome called Briarthorn. Briarthorn was a warlock. Pappy had always wanted me to be an engineer like him and I agreed and studied hard, but Briarthorn had power. Dark and attractive and I was drawn to it. I had seen my homeland destroyed and my friends turned into irradiated monsters… I was not a happy young gnome and in this path I saw the route to revenge.

Revenge for the girl who had given me my first zap with a kissatron and whom I had last seen glowing green and filed with dire hatred. Revenge for losing my home. Here was the power to vindicate myself and my people. After much debate, Pappy agreed that I could train (under protest but I guess he realized I wouldn’t back down) but only if also trained engineering.

From the dwarves I learned mining, from pappy engineering and from Briarthorn my first steps on the path of dark wizardry and demonology as a warlock. I fought many creatures, often more powerful than me and enslaved many demons to do my bidding as I travelled Azeroth, in due time I would explore every corner of it and in fact I now wear the tabbard of the explorer’s league but my beginnings were of course, rather more humble than that.

By the time I was level 30, a mere 22 years old, I teamed up with a Night Elf priest and a Dwarven Warrior and together we entered gnomeregan and fought our way through trogs and corrupted technologies until we faced the Mekgineer and as I fired the final shadow bolt at him I could feel my thirst for vengeance somewhat quenched. But the thirst was still there, the knowledge that there was more injustice and suffering out there, and that I wanted to make those who brought it suffer as I had suffered.

I chose the path of the affliction warlock, the anger in me could only be appeased by the slow torture of my enemies it offered. When old age came to take Pappy, I went to Tanaris in the deserts of Kalimdor and learned Goblin engineering even though it would have broken his heart if I had done it while he was alive, but if I was to be an engineer as well – I wanted to blow things up.

On went my journey over several more years, my skills in the dark arts growing and ultimately I came to the plaguelands. At first my service to the Argent Dawn was merely as a mercenary. I was there to fight the undead scourge for money to fund my thirst to punish those who had made me suffer so, the Mekgineer may be dead but gnomeregan remained irradiated, the troggs survived in great numbers and I would see them all burned in the shadowflame.

Then as I fought for the Dawn in Darrowshire I came across the ghost of a little girl called Pamela Redpath, and that day I found a new focus for the dark thirst inside me as she asked me to fetch for her the parts of her dolly. I found out more about her, how her father had once been a great hero of his people before the scourge had turned him to darkness.

With the help of Chromie a bronze dragon who can turn into a gnome I set about to right some wrongs. Each time I looked in that little girls eyes I could feel a hatred build within me, but before I could avenge her – I would free her, and her father from their torment. As I reunited father and daughter I still cried, for their reunion was nevertheless as spirits. Not as tormented as before, but nevertheless … dead. My hatred found a new focus. The man who had betrayed all of the races of Azeroth, the once-good prince who had been hailed as a hero – and become instead the greatest force of darkness yet to unleash his cruelty on our world, the monster who had killed little Pamela Redpath. Arthas, the Lich King.

It would be some time yet before I could pursue Arthas however. I knew that to challenge him, I would need more power. Stronger allies and much preparation. So I signed up for yet another mercenary task in the wastes of Outland. There was great opportunity for a warlock in a land filled with demons – after all we specialize in controlling and overpowering demons. I fought my way through this demon infested land in service of the alliance and the Naaru and built up my finances and my skills for a full five years, always in the shadow of Illidan – the demon king.

Finally after I returned from the aftermath of the outland war, I was ready to set out for Northrend, where Arthas had built his dread citadel and the pursuit no longer of my own vengeance -but the vengeance of Pamela, the duty I had sworn upon myself all those years ago in the plaguelands. I was at the battle of the wrathgate and saw Horde and Alliance soldiers alike shatterd like cold metal on anvil before the forces of the Lich King and the Ebon Blade. I battled and quested my way through Northrend and fought it’s dark forces even in the undercity fighting at the side of king Varian Wryn and Lady Jaina Proudmoore themselves.

As we returned to Stormwind after the battle for the undercity the King gave me the order to conquer Northrend in his name. I nodded sagely and suppressed my dark laughter until I was out of the pallace. I would fullfill my duty – but not because he asked, because in doing so – I would get my chance for another shot at Arthas, so I joined the legions of Tirian Fordring and Lady Jaina once more – to fight in the war for Ice Crown Citadel.

Before I got there though, I had a visit from my old ally Chromie. She was asking for my help with a very important task. The blue dragonflight was trying to go back in time, and change history – by killing Arthas before he could betray lordaeron an become the Lich King. They had to be stopped, because to change history like that would sunder the world.

It was the hardest thing she could have asked me to do. I hated Arthas, and now she was showing me a chance to not just kill him, but prevent all the suffering he would cause… and asking me to fight by his side, protect him and ensure it all came to pass. But Chromie pleaded and I saw reason, and returned through time to Strathholme where once I had fought the forces of the undead to fight once more- but this time on the side of their future leader. As I entered the inn, there was a face I knew. Little Pamela Redpath, before she died.

My heart almost cracked then. All the hatred and darkness I had allowed to well in it came to boiling point, I remember nothing harder than to turn around and join Arthas in battle. With every enemy I slayed for him I felt like I was personally betraying Pamela, my hand was ensuring that she would die… I knew I had no choice, history had to happen, but nevertheless I loathed myself through every moment and as I finally left, on the reigns of a bronze drake given to me by Chromie I had only one more thought that mattered. That before I died, I would see Arthas burn.

Finally I returned to Ice Crown Citadel and began my quest to reach him. I fought his first minion, Lord Marrowgar and destroyed him with my band of trusted friends. We destroyed Lady Deathwhisper and protected the skybreaker and faced down deathbringer Saurfang and finally, last night I felt grim satisfaction as yet another of the minions guarding him – the absolutely despicable Festergut burned in the flame of hatred that powers the warlock’s spells. Five of his minions have fallen, 6 remain… and then finally I shall have my day. I shall stand face to face with the lich king and I oath, he will BURN.

 
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Some days I write deep philosphical pieces. Some days I write silly roleplay. Some days I write nothing at all and some days I rant. Today is somewhat in the last variety. Only it’s not going to be in the usual form. I don’t feel like ranting on a specific topic. I just want to get some things off my chest. A bunch of things I want to say. Read it, or not – as you wish. I don’t care if you agree, I won’t bother to convince you. I just want it out there that I think these things.

  • Astrology is bullshit. So is all other superstition. The stars don’t give a flying fuck about you, crystals have no power and the secret wisdom of nature isn’t. All of it is just elaborate ways to avoid getting a real job. Don’t fall for the scam. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • Nobody is giving away free cellphones, or free facebook credits, or free money or free peanut bags for forwarding mails or joining groups. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • Little girls that got lost are not being searched for via "please forward this message" e-mail chains. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • Easy money doesn’t exist. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • Politicians do not represent you, care about you or have your interest (best or otherwise) at heart. This includes your favorite one. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • You will not win the lottery this week. Or next week. Or ever. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • There is no such thing as "race", "culture" or "ethnicity". Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • Grammar nazi’s are a pain in the ass. It doesn’t make you look smarter, it makes you look like a douche. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • It is not open-minded to consider idiotic ideas as possibilities. Only things that are possible should be considered possibilites. Don’t be an idiot or at least don’t expect me to participate in your idiocy.
  • Beer is yummy and I like it. So are orgasms. And steaks. And video games. I don’t care if you agree or not. Nobody said you had to have any.
  • If this post offends you in any way, feel free to assume it’s all a joke and laugh. It’s not as serious as it sounds, but it’s not as funny as anybody so easilly offended by dissagreement would need to think either. Whatever – there is no need to harrass me. This is what I think. If you think different – I will gladly change my mind provided you can present me with verifiable factual evidence.
 
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My name is pretty well known. I have spent more than ten years as a free software and gnu/linux contributing developer and as such my name is stuck in GPL copyright notices on several thousand downloadable files on the internet, along with e-mail addresses over that time.
I also happen to share a name with a celebrity (at least a local South African one) – and if you google my name – him and me make up the entirety of the first three pages. My name is at the top of this blog. It is also not hard to link my name to my WoW characters, I tweet their achievements and write roleplay stories about them on this blog on a regular basis.

My name being well known has simply never bothered me. But I do understand that it bothers people. The odds of any given person being stalked may be incredibly low but it’s non-zero and I most fervently believe that people should get to choose who they share their name with online. Blizzard’s decision to not only link posts to a RealID but to put real names with each post on the forums in future removes this choice.

As a way to combat trolls it’s among the stupidest things I’ve ever heard off. If they can’t moderate the forums, then start building a decent system for users to be able to. No need to even invent one, Slashdot has perfected one over the past decade and hell, their source code is available for free download. User-moderated, to the point where trolls nowadays just drop below the radar before you ever even have to see them.

The fact is, it doesn’t matter how real or perceived risks are here – much more crucially than that. This is a case where people’s right to choose who they want to share what information with is being removed by a company. Isn’t the customer supposed to always be right ? This probably closes on violating the privacy laws of some countries. Even where it doesn’t, it’s a matter of principle that people should get to choose these things.

Me, as well known as my name is in my particular fields of endeavor, as much as I have never made an effort to hide it (I’m a writer and an artist and a creator of software, on the contrary – it’s to my ADVANTAGE to get my name as widely known as possible. For a large part of my career, exposure was a very valuable TOOL for my own use) – I won’t be using the official forums with this live. Because I don’t like not getting to choose, and out of solidarity with everybody who really doesn’t WANT their names known. As much as I never considered my name (or even phone number) particularly private – I CHOOSE which communities it is known in and when I prefer to talk under a pseudonym.

For blizzard to turn the forums into some kind of WoW social network is for me to permanently stop using them. So it is for a LOT of other people – privacy is a right and only we have the right to choose when and where to claim it. The backlash from this has been tremendous and blizzard is fighting hard to save face now – but frankly, there is none to be saved. Undo this blizzard.

Having a single-sign on via your battle.net account is fine, mapping that to SHOWING your real name is not. Not everybody has a common name, not everybody shares one with a well-known mainstream media figure. I choose who and where I put my name down, you don’t get to decide for me. If you don’t give me the option to post anonymously when I so choose, then I choose not to post at all.

UPDATE: Since this post appeared Blizzard rescinded it’s decision thus the post no longer applies.

 
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No diary post since Thursday meaning we got quite a lot of catching up to do with the stories of your tw favorite WoW characters.

OMGPwnies’ Diary: The GGI, Uldaman and epic riding.

OMG ! OMG ! OMG! I have a faster pwnie ! … Sorry boys and girls, I couldn’t resist. I finally hit level 40 this weekend and could train my riding skill up. Alone among the three of us, I got what it takes to make a sparklepwnie look good, so I ride mine all the time. Before you ask, no I’ve never tried to ride it nekked… but come to think of it…

Sorry, got distracted, teehee.

Anyway, the path to level 40 was busy and interesting. I continued my reign of terror among the bloodsail pirates until I started running into difficulties with higher level ones. So I asked for help. The first person to answer my call was the queen of cuteness herself. The freckle-nosed good witch of the North(rend): Heksie the gnome mage. With her help I took out a number of pirates and some trolls practicising bad voodoo (though I was just robbing their mind control potion for a goblin). Having thus assisted me, she returned to her normal duties of entertaining everybody in Dalaran (much like a puppy would) while I went to do hand-ins.

Oops, the pirate quest had another in the chain, and it was even tougher. Again I called out for a savior and this time the call was answered by a guildie. The most gracious healer (and now tank) in Azeroth, the druid I want to be when I level up, the tree of trees: Holpol. On a side note: before I get to level 80 – somebody please help me find a breast-plate with some cleavage, I’m not smuggling hams over here – these puppies need to bounce !

Holpol gracious slayed a number of pirates for me and helped me through two more quests until frankly, I had none left. So I waved her goodbye and accepted an invitation to do some dungeons with another guildie, Nightshift, also a druid like me. I tanked, he healed as we made our way through Scarlet Monastry yet again. My job was greatly harder thanks to a gnome mage called Bustinator. I really wished I could get a Tauren nearby to punt the little maggot. He kept ninja-pulling while I was marking up mobs – in a place known for easy over-pulling.

It got so bad the healer later refused to heal him – and he still kept going while apparently ignoring party chat entirely. After what was otherwise a smooth and lovely run we laughed it off and qeued up again- this time into Uldaman. When lo and behold – Bustinator is in the group again ! Along with two other gnomes… who all apparently learned to play from him. They had their first pull before I could get my first buff up.

I left them to tank it, and they kept going. Too slow to die (especially as the healer was ALSO boycotting them) unfortunately. When they ignored my friendly requests to let me tank… well ultimately I got annoyed. I ran around pulling every mob I could find, lead the mobs to them and shadowmelded.

They all left after that crying about noobs (well seriously – if you’re a DPS’er pulling in a dungeon despite BOTH the tank and healer asking you not to – who is the noob here ?). At least it got rid of them. We got another group in and with them had a really sweet run with hardly any wipes.

I reached level 40 moments later and the rest you know. On Monday I made it some way toward 41 by slaying a big thunderhead in Searing gorge and running the quest chain between Dun Morogh and Iron Forge to get the key for the searing gorge tunnel, ready to start questing in the flaming cauldron.

The Jetraven Chronicles: Isa gunsmith mahn

Me an’ Screwch went to Orgrimmar at level 19 to do lots of engineering training until I could make deadly blunderbus – I now have one for me own hunting gun. It cost me lots of money to do that but I iz now an expert engineer. I made da first one for a guildie him needed it for a quest and maded one for me too with a nice scope on it. Then me an’ Screwch went running all over Ashenvale to collect da reports from all the guards an’ we kiled a lot of Nagas on Zoram Strand too.

We got to level 20 soon after and me gotz a horse wid wingz waht makes me looks likes a forrest fairy. Good ting I also got a purple raptor to ride on which be a way better ting for a big manly hunter troll like me.

We ended up staying in Splintertree post. The next day we met dis bunch of Orcs what were planning to invade Silverpine. Him asked me to come along and I invited more. Kiyro came and we went and invaded the place and killed lots of night-elves. Dem nelfies are squishy. After we dun killed all the nelfies we went to hunt some more nelfies what were stealthy forrest rogue types but we found and killeded dem anyway. While we were busy though dis big hippogryf called Sharptalon we killeded him and I took his claw.

I did some more tings there and then wen to sleep. Next day me and Hollypolly what iz a zombie warlock (Screwch says she smell yummy though) wen togedda to tousand needals. We ran into dis Tauren called Garn or sumting like dat on the way and him asked us to kill dwarves an make bombs and then blow up dem dwarves’s flying machine.

Finely we got to freewind post in Tousan needals after having some issues wid da local centaurs who be not nice at all mahn. Der we got more quests and had to go kill bunch of Centaurs then sneak into der cafe where to throw water on der fire. It was very tough cos da biggest centaurs was da biggest but finely we won and could get out. We wen back up the mountain to freewind post and wen to sleep.

Sumtimes bein’ a hunter is not so lonely after all but Screwch will always be me bestest frend.

 
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Angie has started a lock on our darkside guild. So I gave her some hints (having played a warlock through the pre-dungeon-finder levelling process and raiding with him now) including that I think affliction is not just the best levelling spec but can be a very good raiding spec later (hell it’s mine) but also that to play it well you have to use good macro’s – it’s just too complex a spec otherwise.

She asked me to share mine. So I figured a blogpost would be the best way to do that, these 12 macro’s make up my entire standard button bar. I should say a few things about them upfront. Firstly they are heavilly PvE raid-centric, for pvp and solo you have slightly different needs (though these can be used for that, it’s a bit more cumbersome – where I can, I’ll try to point this out). Secondly they are post-80 macro’s, while levelling you won’t have all these spells and will actually use some I don’t use or earlier versions (e.g. demon skin instead of demon armor), but I think even while levelling you can make good use of the general structure.

Each macro also comes with a description of how I use it and why I did it the way I did it. I linked the spells to their wowhead entries here, but obviously in the real macro they won’t be linked. The button and titles are in bold, code is in italics and the descriptions in plain text.

Button 1: Buff

/use [modifier:alt] Demonic Soulstone

/castsequence [nomod] Demon Armor, Unending Breath, Detect Invisibility;

How to use it: This one I use before the raid/fight/quest starts to set up buffs. Hitting Alt-1 will let me soulstone myself or my current target. To buff I just hit the 1 key three times in a row. While demon armor is only castable on me I can cast the other two on a friendly target as well so if needed I can give everybody the ability to see invisible things and breath underwater (rare though, most level 80 chars have a similiar ability of some sort for both so I mostly just self-cast them when I want to). In most raids, I will only hit 1 and Alt-1 as the others are more rarely use.

Button 2: Corrupt

/cast [nomod] Seed of Corruption

/cast [modifier:alt] Corruption

How to use it: This is my trash-man button, when facing large groups of trashmods, I just hit 2 then tab to te next one and hit it again, repeat over and over for massive damage. Casting SoC on smaller groups is a waste though as the AoE damage is wasted, so for those cases I can use Alt-2 to quickly cast plain old corruption. The best thing a lock can do on those guys is just spam them with shadow-bolt until they are below 25% and then hit them with drain soul after that. It makes no sense to DoT them up as they usually won’t live long enough for your DoTs to get all their ticks in. With everlasting affliction however, putting up a corruption makes sense as it will just keep going while you spam shadow bolts and drain soul. More-over it gives you a chance for nightfal to proc (either from the glyph or the talent – or in my case both) which means you get an instant cast shadow bolt now and then, lovely. Corruption is also an istant-cast so it’s nice to stack one on a trashmob before you start spamming.

Button 3: DoT

/use 13

/use 14

/castsequence Reset=Combat/Target Haunt, Corruption, Curse of Agony, Unstable Affliction

How to use it: This is my "boss-fight-opener" button. It uses both my trinkets then sets up all my DoTs in what theorycrafting suggests is the best order (there is some debate – like some people want corruption up BEFORE haunt). I also like this order as it puts the two slow-casts at the beginning and end so I can tell where am in it without having to look at the icon. I know I can run-and-cast after haunt is up (say if I need to get out of an AoE zone) and have to stop to set up the last one. So basically I start a boss fight by hitting the 3 button four times. Generally I will not use it again unless I was forced to target-switch so long that all DoT’s have expired. It doesn’t always make sense to use both trinkets at once and at the start of a fight but it does make sense for affliction. Especially if you have the nevermelting ice crystal – as this allows you (with everlasting affliction) to keep corruption up and proc’ing massive crits for the entire fight.

Never use this to renew DoTs – it’s only to set them up the first time ! If you find you have trash you want to DoT up (it happens) then use the other buttons to do so, not this one – save your trinket procs for the bosses.

Button 4 Haunt, Button 5 Curse of Agony, Button 6 Unstable Affliction

These are not macro’s, just the spells, yes the same ones from the macro on button 3. Once the DoT’s are up, these are here so I can watch the DoT’s on the boss and replace them individually as and when they expire – thus you never clip a DoT but you do have them all up for the maximum amount of the fight. In between spam shadow bolt (or if the boss is below 25% health, drain soul).

Button 7: Shadow Bolt

This is also not a macro, it’s just the spell there, ready to slam onto bosses. It used to be a macro I called DPS though while levelling, and also did things like searing pain and immolate. This is useful in early levels, it’s a waste after level 80 when the difference in your shadow spells for affliction is so powerful that you never want to waste time to get fire spells up (they just don’t do enough damage for the cast-time you waste).

Button 8: Drain

/cast [nomod] Drain Soul

/cast [modifier:alt] Drain Life

How to use it: This one is simple enough – both our draining spells on one button for instant access. Before level 80 you will probably want to swap the modifiers though so Drain Life is the plain cast and drain soul the alt cast. This is because your most powerful way to take on enemies when solo’ing (or mind you in pvp) is to drain-tank them. In a raid however you will hardly ever cast drain life. It doesn’t do much boss damage, you got healers to keep you going and besides as DPS you don’t take much damage anyway. You do however cast drain soul in every fight, as soon as the boss is under 25% health it does 4X normal damage and you want to use it over shadow bolt. Drain Life does have on other major advantage in PvP – it can proc nightfall (just like corruption) and in pvp those extra instant-cast shadow bolt chances are worth far more than the DPS drop over-all (which is why you don’t want it on a raid boss).

Button 9: Heal

/use Demonic Healthstone

/use Greater Healing Potion

This button is for healing, it’s not used often in a fight where you have healers but sometimes – say if you just took a big burst it’s great to self-heal a big chunk back and spare the healers a bit of effort (chances are you’re not the only one who just got hit hard after all). This button has played a major role in helping me survive a potting in ulduar for example. It uses both healthstones and potions (you can shift-click to modify it for whatever level of either you have).

Button 0: Mana

/cast [nomod] Dark Pact

/cast [modifier:alt] Life Tap

How to use it: this button is for replenishing mana in-fight, one of a warlock’s best features. Affliction gets the Dark Pact cast from a talent and it’s veyr useful. Add the fact that our main pet’s primary damage is not mana based we can safely use our felhunter as a mana battery without the worries other specs have when doing so. This is a very good thing to do as well as it means we can replenish mana without sacrificing health (meaning an easier time on the healers as well). If however we lose our pet, hitting Alt-0 gives us the warlock classic life-tap to get mana back and keep casting.

Many a warlock have saved a raid that was otherwise wiped as the last-man-standing by draintanking the boss those last few bits of health, mana replenishment is a crucial part of drain-tanking so it’s worth remembering the tactic even when you are done levelling (and hope you never have to use it).

Button -: Mount

How to use it: this is not a macro, I just keep my current preffered mount here for quick acces. Used to have a macro to randomly select one but the lists got too large and besides, I got bored with it.

Button =: ohshit

/use Demonic Healthstone

/use Greater Healing Potion

/cast Soul Shatter

/stopcasting

/cast Demonic Circle:Teleport

/stopcasting

/cast [modifier:alt] Howl of terror;

How to use it: The name says it all really – hit this button when the shit has hit the fan and you want to have a small chance at survival. The first thing it does is it tries to heal (lucky you can /use as much ast once as you want), at the same time it casts a soul shatter which is an instant AoE threat reducer. Then it tries to jump to your demonic circle (if you have on, if not this just fails – no biggie). If you hit alt-= instead of just = then it also casts Howl of Terror and AoE fear spell. There are two reason this isn’t in the just-hit button. Firstly it’s the only non-instant cast there so you don’t want to cast it unless you have no choice (you’re in a pvp battle, the warrior is upon you, your circle is gone… this is the time for an AoE fear and massive heals). Secondly you never want to fear a boss unless you’re also the last man standing – otherwise, fearing in a raid is a good way to never get invited again. What this does do however is in a raid, if you pull aggro on the boss allow you to have a very big chance of surviving – it reduces your threat, which makes it easier for the tank to take it back, and heals you up in a typical raid. Unlike the other buttons this one really is quite general use as it covers raid, solo and pvp needs in one nice "I want to live" button.

 
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Omgpwnies’ diary: Scarlet Monastry done and dusted, thank Elune.

Okay so Jetraven the troll I’m not supposed to be friends with but kina like (because in a weird way I feel like he is part of me) sent me back my heirloom gear so I could get some work done. Now I have to be honest, I was raised to be a good nelf… but well, here’s the thing, when I logged in and ran around Nigel’s point in just me tanga-cut skivies… I felt…liberated.
Good girl my cute little ass, bad girls have all the fun. Besides, how much of a good girl can I be ? I slay monsters and turn into a wild animal for a living… guess momma never planned on my cat-form being an alley-cat.

Either way, so once I was kitted (no pun intended teeheeheee) out again, I went dungeoneering. Got pulled into Uldaman first. I didn’t really know the way but I was determined to try my best as always. Turns out this was going to be hard. I had a very bad group that time. The healer didn’t heal me, half the DPS was AFK half the time and ulda is a place where large pulls are par-for-the-course as it is. Banged head on wall… ultimately left.
When I reqeued a little later, my heart sank as I saw myself transported to Scarlet Monastry. I’ve been tanking various quarters of that red-monk infested hellhole for ten levels now, I’m sick of the place. Besides seriously, scarlet monks give me the creeps… Did you know they are celibate virgins ? That probably explains why it’s so hard to hold aggro there, they too busy ogling my nelf boobies to get angry at me (okay so I’m in bear-form but that just means that I’m technically butt-naked to them).

But I gave it a try, I had a good group – the healer wasn’t very strong but was at least honest and simply asked me to keep the pulls a little smaller. Suits me fine. I’ve always been partial to slightly smaller pulls then chain-pulling the nearby ones in. This was the final quarter, which is also the smallest. We fought our way to the main cathedral and as we entered… wham disaster struck. It was impossible to small-pull there. The place is utterly packed and the aggro ranges are huge. I managed to keep each pull on me but the healer just couldn’t keep up.
So one of the DPS’s who was dual-spec’ed offered to help heal. This made a huge difference and I got the lay of the land pulling quite a few outside in small groups before we went in and could take them out in 5-7 mob groups at a time. Ultimately, when the room was clear, I engaged the boss… oops.
Turns out there are two connected side-rooms which we didn’t see – we were overrun by what felt like 200 mobs. While I was alive I had the aggro on me, but understandably “while I was alive” was a very short period of time here.
Went in once more, this time clearing both side rooms first. Then took the boss on, he goes does down and another boss appears, stuns me and res’es him.
This little nelf was pissed. As soon as stun broke I took the aggro on her and I bearclawed her pretty little face into something that would make Sylvanas’ look like a model. We nailed her though her constant stunning meant that for most of the time I couldn’t get the original res’ed boss aggroed again. Once she went down though I took him on me and we gave the old holy-book-thumper his most religious experience ever – we sent him to meet his maker.

Thus I got very close to level 38. Too close in fact to justify another dungeon. Spent some time indecisively (except for being quite sure I’m bored of Desolace and want to be somewhere else) and decided to go to the mythically beautiful forrests of Stranglegank vale.
Did about two quests there which largely consisted of going pussywild…I mean cat-form and sneaking into a den of pirates to steal their plans. They were tough though their leader was a bit of a fairy if you ask me, and pretty much it came down to “if they see me, I die” but I prowled right past them like a druid only sexier. Ding, 38. Training didn’t include any new tanking skills but I spent my talent points on real tanking talents, not least of which – I finally got feral charge ! On my next foray in, I shall continue to explore this place. It’s really pretty here so many trees and animals, it kind of reminds me of home really… only more goblins.

The Jetraven Chronicles: Beingz a friendly troll mahn
That little nelf bitch. She forgot to send the heirlooms back to me when she was done wid dem yesterday. I had to go runnin’ round da barrens and mulgore wid no chest or shoulder armors ! Anyway I had some quests to hand in and I did two more, me and Screwch had to travel lots between the two places. Still dinna have a chance to go figure out what up wid undercity closing da doors on me though. I learned how to smelt tins and then use copper and tins to make bronze. I dinna yet learn more engineering stuffs cos der iz no trainer in Tundar Bluff or Crossroads.
I also learned new aspect and now can run like cheetah. Must keep beast tracking on when I do tho cos if anything hits me while it’s on I gets stunned. If it wasn’t for Screwch covering me back I’d be more deader than a forsaken inside a shark.
When I got to level seventeens I saw this cute troll girl called Kiyro who was level 12. Hunter life lonely and mostly I only have Screwch or Mump for companies so I offered to help her wid her quests so she could get leveled faster cos she in same guild as me.
I helped her kill sum harpies for der claws, I had not dun dat quest before but I helped her wid two udders two and den kept getting dead on one cos I was so busy protecting her I dinna look after meself. Momma was rite, girls are dangerous, specially rogues, and especially sexy ones. They do da bad joojoo and make ya judgement go woowoo wid da boobie voodoo.
Yeah momma got dat very rite mahn. Me tinks da girliez be bad joojoo, better just to be hangings wid Screwch and Mump cos deys my best friends.

After dat I wen back to crossroads and wen to sleepz cos I was tireds.

 
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Booyah !

I got me new pet – rare white kittycat. Him awesomes. But lemme start at da beginnings. I finished hunting der Zevrah’s I wrote about yesterdays and gave their hoofses to Sergra. Den she sented me to hunt der prowlers. Dem was easiest of all. Really. Den finally she gave me der horn to summon Echeyakee. Dey says in der cowz language his name means misty sumting. But I was only level thirteen still and would not be able to tame himz.

So I did some other quests first. I went to der forgotten pools to check out der bottoms, where der was dese holes that made seeds grow. Along der way was lots of Kolkars I had to kill cos they tried to kills me. Seems everting is trying to kills me dese days. And big mean turtles too but dey was easy to killz cos deys too slow to get close. Den dis guy told me about dem quilguards who been stealing der supplies so I went and killed lots and lots of quilguards and der leader whose name I cannot spellz and took back der supplies.

Dey wasn’t hard to killz but once they made me dead cos der was too many at once and I had to run back as a ghost. I almost like running as a ghost though cos it the only time I not really, really slow. Soon I will learn to ride on udder animals though and den it will be betterz. After I did der quilguards I was level 14 and so I went back to Tundar Bluff to train. I learned how to zoom my eyes like eagle. Also learned how to look through my pets eyes and scare der beasties.

When I tinished training I go back to crossroads and den I went to der raptor’s nest to take back silver dey stole. Was funny watching mump kill bigger raptors dan himselves. Finely I got to level 15 and I was allowed to go do dungeons. I still did a lot of quests cos it take long to find dungeon when it late at night on patchday and you is DPSer like me.

Der udder quests I did was not so interesting but dey passed der time. I got a dungeon finely and went to ragefire chasm. It wented very well. Got lots of questies der cos Iz horde, and also did bestest dps in der group. We killeded everyting and every boss too. I became level 16 while I was der but I haven’t gone to train yet. I went and put Mump in a stable and den I go to der kodo bones place where I call Echeyakee. I tame him no problemz. I name my tame one Screwch, cos it like der sound of kitty when deyz scratching in der litter box to cover der alliance dey made der (heehee, Iz a funny troll).

I took Screwch and we wen and killed Echeyakee (sumting weird about dis… but I no need to be smart enough to unnerstand it – I got big gun). Now was late so I tink I just go hand in quests from ragefire then go sleepz. I go to Orgrimar first to hand in one der, den take zeppelin to Undercity to hand in der but I got Screwched over. Der guards keep closing der inner doors before I can go in. I decide it too late to figure out, so I go to sleepz right der in der hallway. I figure that out tonight insteads.

But first gonna send the heirlooms to OMGpwnies cos she say it’s her turn to play for a bit most of tonight and RavenJet will prolly be going to kill Lord Marrowgar so I prolly won’t be able to get very far tonight cos no time.

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