Black Temple!

Well we made our way through Hyjal, getting more people BT attuned, downing Anetheron with literally four people up, and then trotted up to pay another visit to Thrall. This time successfully taking down the mana burning Kaz’rogal.

Afterward, our esteemed RL decided with our shadow resist sets still in the works, it would be best to forgo the fourth boss and head over to Black Temple. 🙂

So we did that, storming the sewers of the famed temple with the the fury and grace that can only be achieved by <OOB>.

Hehe, my shoulders are watching you.

And on through the new trash, which is always one of the more interesting things about a new end game instance. Eventually trash becomes that monotonus annoying bump in the road that happens to sit between you and the boss that will drop loot. But when entering an instance for the first time, it holds a mystery of its own, and it’s always funny how worthless level 70 elites can bring a t5+ raiding guild to its knees, even if only for a moment.

But enough about that. HL Naj’entus was waiting just up the way for us, with his unique and cool looking model. However, the fight with him is boring as frick. “Dps dps dps, ow, I have a 9 foot spine coming out of mine, can someone get that?, bubble HAX! OMG I HAVE 500 HEALTH HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELZ!”

I mean we downed the idiot in three tries.

But then…

~Choirs of angels sing~

[Halberd of Desolation]

New direction?

I read webcomics. I am a sucker for pretty pictures, and for stories, and anything that would combine the two is of course something that would interest me. And as much as I like the “joke a day” comics, I find myself much more attracted to the webcomics that have one major underlying plot (as opposed to just an infinite number of archs) because it’s so much like reading a novel, just with pictures.

The point? I clicked on a new link today, and found myself at a webpage that was set up like a webcomic, but was actually…well he calls it an e-novel. Basically instead of putting up a new comic on some weekly updating schedule, he puts up installments of a book. Each installment usually isn’t as long as a chapter, though some are longer than others. It’s more like each installment is a scene or so.

While I wasn’t interested in the story itself (I don’t like ‘Dark Fantasy’, as he labeled his genre.) the concept of the webpage itself is greatly interesting to me. It also shows me that perhaps there are people out there who will come to a website for something even if there aren’t pretty pictures. (Of course webcomics will probably always be more popular, but his link was an ad on a webcomic site so there’s some correlation.) But this has given me some interesting ideas for my own website, which is made all the easier by the recently added “blog” on the front page.

One of my major issues is my inability to keep focused on one story for very long. I can go through stints of writing on one story for a few weeks, and then have weeks where all I do is read over random stories and maybe write a few lines on the end, or make some changes, and still other times all I’ll work on is the background or details of the world. However, the blog would help greatly in this, in that each “piece” I post is put into a category. That way you could choose the “Demonslayer” category and just see the posts that add to that story. Then once I have posted all of the pieces of a chapter, I can compile the chapter and put it into the already existing structure of my website. But perhaps fact that I won’t have to have an entire chapter done before I post it will encourage me to post more than I have.

Of course the issue still comes out of the fact that I want people to read what I write. I do write for myself. I write what I like and what I want to see, but at the same time there’s nothing better than getting feedback on something I’ve written. (Assuming it isn’t done in a nasty way, I even appreciate constructive criticism.) Not only does it make me feel good that someone else might care about something I’ve put so much time and effort into, but other perspectives and suggestions help to expand my skill.

At the same time, I don’t believe I have nearly enough confidence to actually rent out ad space on popular websites to bring people in. But I do want to bring in some people; more people than are just randomly floating around here because they know me from who knows when. (Not that I don’t appreciate you guys hanging around.) After talking to Ajin, of Misadventures Etc fame, I found out all he really did was post the links on a few forums he went around to, and possibly word of mouth did the rest. Now he’s rubbing elbows with some of the greats of furry artdom. (Though improving his art skill has done a lot toward that end as well.)

I suppose, however, that the first step is…well taking the first step. Posting a piece of story to the blog. Perhaps throwing up the link to this site on a few of the forums I go around to, and see if anything happens.

Playing in the Past

So after our splendid job killing off the leader of the blood elves, we were still without a full raid to tackle Hyjal. It took another downing before we were able to collect a full group with both vials. (Including two priests, yay!) We played around with the trash, and then this weird mob came.

So we killed him. He dropped this cool philanthropy…or philharmonic…quest item! And some trash purples that very nearly went for minimum bid. Bah.

So then we came back the next night and did the same thing again! Only this time a different guy showed up!

This one actually took two tries.

But with that done, we rode our way up the mountain and met this cool orc guy. We’re probably going to chill with him a bit before going farther up the mountain.

By the way, there will be no more throwing of snowballs at the horde’s leader. It’s bad form.

Kael’thas Down

…but not out. 🙂

Okay, let’s see. Solarian went down officially on December 7th. So we had that Saturday, the next weekend, then the weekend before Christmas we didn’t play with Kael due to people doing holiday stuffs, same with the weekend after it, nor did we practice on him the weekend of New Years. So we finally came back to working on Kael last weekend. So this would be our fourth weekend on him, so yeah. Took us a month. /thumbs up

In an attempt to get a little more time on our beloved server’s namesake, I was called up in the middle of watching Monk on Wednesday, with the announcement that we were doing TK. So we cleared out the “rabble” early, leaving us three fabulously open raid nights to wipe to our heart’s content.

But alas, it was not to be. We now had p1->p2 transition under our belts, and Thursday we solidified p2->p3, and started getting p3->p4. Bah, people with their “learning” and “getting better”. We were actually getting to the point where we had free time after p2 to get into position and stuff. It was nuts. Anyway, we made a few changes to adviser kill positioning, and kill order, that seemed to work fairly well.

The kill started out like any other attempt, with a heart wrenching moment in p3 when a tank went down. That lost us a bit of time, but due to the decision that Rosa and Koho had to prove their OPedness, they were left to duo Capernian while the rest of us dealt with the lord of the blood elves and his combustible pets. We tore through shield and egg with the same ferocity, pushing him over the edge to 50% for the first time.

There was a bit of confusion in p5, and some general things that can be cleaned up in future attempts, but as we contented ourselves with simply staying alive, my beloved Kael’thas finally fell.

Dkp was spent, quest items were looted, and I dropped a bomb for one of Kael’s green glowing magic balls. I really just wanted to be the first person to have it. (Plus the neck was a nice upgrade.)

And then we did what any proper and humble guild downing Kael’thas for the first time would do. We went back to Shatt and announced it in the trade channel. I went to turn my trophy to A’dal only to find out that my beloved Kael’thas lives! He hadn’t been working for Illidan all along! (Poor guy has like no friends.) Shock! Awe! Fire! Sha’tar rep++!

And then we hightailed it to Caverns of Time to turn in the vials, get our new rings, and for half the raid to stumble around like blind mice trying to find the entrance to the Hyjal instance.

Once that was done, we played around with some waves of undead, with the “in all but name, leader of the humans” Lady Jaina, before calling it a night around oneish EST.

And I was just lucky enough to fraps the fight (though the video doesn’t start till after The Darkener is down, and there are Omen errors that started popping up the attempt before, and carried over to this one. Either way.

Mindblade Geto!

Yesterday was a horrible day for me, but it ended very well, which is the important thing.

After an agonizing day at work, I came home and read some more One Piece. I’m enjoying it more than I did the anime, mostly because I hate the art style…okay that’s not entirely true. I hate the art style when someone starts crying/yelling, because the faces are just so entirely distorted. There is no “I’m a little sad” in this series. Anytime anyone gets upset, it’s full blown rivers out of every part of their eyes and snot dripping from their nostrils. With the manga, I can just spend less time on those panels, whereas in the anime I had to sit there and go at it’s pace.

Anyway, I was logged onto WoW, I had done my cloth transmutes and was waiting on the Kara group. I was asked to heal on bosses, though I stayed shadow, and White and Mal didn’t even really need me that much. I dpsed the rest of the time. We one shot everything except Netherspite when two people (tank included) got stuck outside the door when we started.

And the lewts you ask?

Nathrezim Mindblade Heh, finally. Now I can stop with the horrible pvp, and four more badges gets me the last upgrade I really need.

Also, for my healing set:

Pauldrons of the Solace-Giver
Pantaloons of Repentence
Signet of Unshakable Faith

All in all, it was a good night. And now I don’t really need to run Karazhan anymore (I guess unless I wanted to improve my healing gear.) but I think it’d be better to let some other people go and get their badges and gear. I’ll work on getting that darn head enchant, and enchanting what healing gear I do have.

Review: Assorted Video Games

Games to finish:

Final Fantasy 12
Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess
Disgaea 2: Cursed Memories
Baten Kaitos: Origins (barely started)
Disgaea: Afternoon of Darkness (not started)
Valkyre Profile (not started)
Final Fantasy Tactics Advance
Harvest Moon: Magical Melody

Because I’ll be darned, but there are more games coming that I’d like to play. And this is after I gave up on Pokemon as a series. (Just don’t care about the pokemon anymore.) I remember back in the day when there’d only be one game worth playing coming out every year or so. Or at least it felt like that. I played Sonic 1 until I nearly had it memorized. I played Sonic 3 + Sonic and Knuckles so much that I had clear games with every character. Of course now it could possibly be partially WoW’s fault. The game that takes up so much time and never ends. It really would be nice if I didn’t *care* about any of those other games, but I do want to play them.

Coming sometime:

Kingdom Hearts 3
Final Fantasy 13 (Possibly with the other two games, Agito and Versus)
Devil May Cry 4 (Though SD will probably play that one, I want to watch.)

Plants

So I went to PA this weekend with my mom for a cousin’s wedding. Whenever I see my mother, a few things happen. First, she is much more religious than I, reminding me of my not quite as intense relationship with God. Second, I am reminded where I got my love and knowledge of plants, animals and music.

We’ll save the religious implications of this weekend for a later post, hopefully delaying the wide eyes stares and scoffs of disbelief that that post will bring. In any case, my mother does not have a green thumb, but she does have plants. Whenever we travel, she will always ask for clippings of plants friends have, or seeds, in order to attempt to bring them home and cultivate them. I inherited this “not green thumb, but loves plants” and as such, I generally get just as excited about grabbing random clippings of plant matter, while attempting to keep them from going into too much shock from not only being moved, but going through drastic changes in temperature.

Plant 1) Aloe vera: A common plant that you’ve probably heard of, I am a huge fan of this plant because of the smooth beauty of the leaves. I also remember the aloe plant that was kept in the window of Richmond Comix (my first real comic book style ‘hangout’) that must’ve been nearly a foot or two tall, and would bloom every now and again. I’ve attempted to have them in the past, and I’m pretty sure I drowned them each time. I’m at it again with a plant from my aunt. It had some wide, ungangly leaves that were bent several times in transport, but I’m hoping it will survive.

Plant 2) Nightblooming cereus: A plant I’d never heard of until now, it’s an odd plant that only blooms at night, but the flowers are so beautiful that many keep it anyway, and then stay up to enjoy the blooms. We got a cutting of this from my mom’s Aunt Joy (My great aunt?) unrooted, so we had to keep the end wrapped in a wet paper towel. It’s supposedly easy to root, and right now it’s sitting in a cup of water at home waiting for some roots to grow before getting a pot of its own.

Plant 3) Angel’s Trumpet: People call it a tree, but it’s actually a large shrub, the boyfriend turned husband that was living in Poppie’s house grew one of these in the basement. It was nearly 6 feet tall, and had recently dried up and come back to life (he doesn’t live there anymore, so it’s probably a bit neglected), and had six or seven beautiful orange/peach blossoms. My mother watered it while we were there, and when we came back later that day they had suddenly begun smelling amazing. I managed to find a tiny little sprout, and after detaching it from the main shrub, found it had a nice sized root of its own, so I put it in a little container and brought it with me, in hopes that it will grow up big and strong.

Plant 4) Christmas cactus: Another common one. While at the Home Depot to get soil and some new pots, I came across a collection of plants being sold at discount after Christmas. I picked up one and decided to bring it home because I’ve always wanted one.

New information: I have failed at plants many times in the past. I moved to Rockville with three or four, only to have the shock of moving zap them all. (including the spider plant, which is usually impossible to kill.) I decided this time I would learn everything I could in order to give these plants the best chance at survival possible. (There’s only so much you can do if they just die from the shock.)

So this is when I learned that I probably killed my old aloe vera by overwatering. (It’s a cactus type plant, and usually goes dormant in winter months.) I also learned Angel’s Trumpet are usually hardy (though toxic, I’ll have to watch out when we get a cat.) but they can lose all their leaves before growing when they’re being rooted, as mine is. I also learned that the aloe and christmas cactus like well draining soil, while the trumpet likes moist soil, so I got different types of soil for the different plants.

I also found out after the fact that repotting also causes a good amount of stress, as such I will be watching them all very closely for the next few days in hopes that I haven’t already killed them all. Updates to come later.

Catching up

So I took all of last week off. I did not play as much wow as I was expecting, nor did I play as much Disgaea 2 either. I spent most of my time catching up on a few anime series and drawing. Yeah I know, weird. But it was well relaxing, and I enjoyed it.

Thursday my mom came to pick me up to head to PA for my cousin Kelly’s wedding. One missed exit had us visiting New Jersey for almost three hours before SD saved us with some google mapping, and we finally arrived at Poppie’s old house. The next day was a “chill and visit family” day. We went to my Aunt Janice’s and I saw Eric (cousin) and their new house. Ann and Kevin came right about dinner time. The next morning we left right on time, and ended up going in the wrong direction (the directions we had told us to go west on a road, when the only options were north and south), only to show up after the wedding was over. So we went to the reception with everyone else and had a very nice time. The food was good, and the wedding party played Guitar Hero, which was neat. We didn’t stay too long, and afterward we went to a local hotel and spent the night. I got a little raiding in after moving rooms to be close enough to get the hotel’s unsecured wireless signal. Managed to get home with no mishaps and we were able to see 28 hawks sitting alongside the road, which my mom (who does this whenever she travels) says is a new record. The old one only being 16.

So many things I want to write about: Drawing, photographs, Blacksburg, God, plants, writing. It’s a pretty long and varied list, but there are still four work days left in the week. I’ll have time.

Sad girl in snow

So I went to school for computer science, but along the way picked up a business minor, as such I had to take at least one marketing class. Directly because of this, I often can step back and pick apart advertisements, and figure out what audience a commercial is aimed at, how it’s aimed, and that sort of thing.

Point of fact, everyone knows and loves the Geiko commercials. Some of them are totally random, put out there simply to remind people of their name in tandom with good (clean) humor. But many of their commercials also say “why”. They save people money, they have good service, they have a high approval rating, it’s easy to switch and here’s how, etc. They’re just good commercials in general. (As a totally random note, State Farm is now apparently trying the humor angle as well, and has failed in my opinion, but I digress.)

However, this morning I heard a commercial on the radio. I forget the name of the company, but in this case I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing. It’s pretty much a male voice, over some emotional music talking to you, the audience, about how you often think of winter as a fun time to go out and play in the snow, but then shifts gears into talking about how some people don’t have heat, and sit shivering in their homes throughout the winter. Complete with clip of a little girl saying, “Mommy, I’m cold.” Then goes on to say that this company (an oil company of some sort?) wants to help, and all you have to do is call such and such number, and they will give you all they help they can in keeping you warm this winter.

It elicited an emotional response from me. And so I figured the commercial had done its job. It was aimed to make people aware of the plight of people without enough hea…wait a minute. Sure, at the beginning, it was aimed at “me”, (“Me” being people with enough money for heat throughout the winter, only suffering when my mother started menopause.) but somewhere after the little girl talking, it suddenly shifted to be talking to “them”. (“Them” being the people without enough money for heat.) The end of the commercial is, indeed, telling those without enough heat to call such and such a number for help staying warm, and at that point, I realized I no longer had any idea to whom this commercial was aimed, or what the actual point of it was.

When it started, I thought it was one of those commercials that would bring up a sense of duty, protectiveness, or even pity in the general populace, and then ask you to donate money or something of that nature to the company so they can help. The tone of voice, the music, and especially the clip of the girl all seemed to drift toward that end.

But the actual message itself in the second half was talking to those without heat, telling them to call to get help; and that this company would help these people by donating so many barrels of oil toward this end. (They gave a monitary figure in the millions.)

So, of course, as I’m driving down the road, my mind is putting together the fact that the commercial makes sense, if you think about the nature of companies in the United States, King of Capitalism. The entire message was aimed at “me”. It was saying basically, “Hey, we’re going to make you feel emotional, and then show you what fabulously wonderful people we are, by offering to do whatever we can to help these poor unfortunatepeopleheresourphonenumber.

Now I can say they failed in the fact that I don’t remember the name of the company at all. (Though possibly this is because I was too busy being confused about the nature of the commercial.) However, for those people who don’t have my particular background, I’m quite positive this commercial did what it was put out there to do, accepting, as I have, the fact that people in this country are very susceptible to even the most obvious of “buy my stuff!” commercials.

World Clear!

So we decided to celebrate getting another dozen people their Vashj Vials by going out and killing all of the evil in the world.

Kazzak went down first after we played around with his trash, and accidentally pulled him once. Then we headed over to Doomwalker, only to find him already engaged with horde who are members of the Turtle underworld. So we sat back and watched them, a few of us getting caught in earthquake once. But apparently his DOOM was too much, and they fell. So we popped in and took him down. And the turtle guild, as well as our server’s beloved DPS decided to join us in our kill pic. Ahh, you can feel the love.

Earned some eh loot for our trouble, but now we’ll get those cool little icons next to our guild name on wowjutsu…and really. Isn’t that what’s important?