With my sincerest apologies to xkcd:
And this can only be explained with "the people I play WoW with are all insane". It's a long story.
Showing posts with label silliness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label silliness. Show all posts
Saturday, April 30, 2011
I Have More Time Than Good Sense
Rather than get anything useful done today, I ended up dicking around with the WoW Model Viewer.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Elfpunked
Why?
Because I can.
(He's made it to 70. I don't know if it's because of the goggles or because I like getting stunned looks from passersby who don't expect priests to be able to pull off efficient AoE pulls.)
Friday, October 16, 2009
Postcards from Azeroth, part the second
Because some of the things in my screenshot folder are just too stupid not to share.
I felt a twinge of guilt for having done this to my poor hawkstrider.
Remember what I said about Prince Malchezaar turning my shaman into a damp splat way back when? Vengeance is delicious.
I have *got* to see a picture of Kendris' rogue in this getup sometime.
Instant ten-man raid. Just add conjured water!
Rather than work on spells or stay in-character, the Magey R&D Department elects to develop the ultimate ret paladin attack cycle. In Kirby emoticons.
Speaking of ret paladins, I've given up asking how B gets himself into these situations. I'm just glad that he has a parachute.
I felt a twinge of guilt for having done this to my poor hawkstrider.
Remember what I said about Prince Malchezaar turning my shaman into a damp splat way back when? Vengeance is delicious.
I have *got* to see a picture of Kendris' rogue in this getup sometime.
Instant ten-man raid. Just add conjured water!
Rather than work on spells or stay in-character, the Magey R&D Department elects to develop the ultimate ret paladin attack cycle. In Kirby emoticons.
Speaking of ret paladins, I've given up asking how B gets himself into these situations. I'm just glad that he has a parachute.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Bored 80s: The Tragic Untold Story
B and I have a great fondness for attempting to two-man things in WoW that should never be done (one of my personal favourites being Blackfathom Deeps with a rogue and a paladin tank in a robe, circa level 24). Last night, after visiting Onyxia to try and get my druid her stupid Bullwinkle hat, we decided to go to Karazhan.
Attumen we've done before, so it didn't occur to me to snap a picture.
Moroes... we knew it could be done by a fury warrior and a paladin, but a 79 prot warrior and a resto shaman in rather mediocre gear?
Yep!
The Maiden of Virtue wasn't much trouble, as I had ze precious grounding totem around to soak up most of what she threw at me. Apparently I forgot to take pictures of her, too. >:|
En route to the opera house, B takes a moment to make me kick myself for having turned in that damn furbolg quest.
I was not doing this fight sober.
I only managed to get crappy pictures of Eris as Little Red Riding Hood, mostly since I was trying to Not Die (didn't work; he ate me midway through), but I did get one of her dancing in the hideous pants that the boss had stuck in his teeth. I'm just glad we didn't get the star-crossed lovers.
Eris pushed her luck when we reached the Curator...
...a little bit too far.
Having decided that we were through messing around, B hauled in his paladin and the space goat got out her bashing implements and tanked. Being a bit of a bonehead, she forgot to imbue her weapons until later, but ah well.
Chess was something of an annoyance until we figured out a working strategy; he babysat the king while I moved out the pawns and then went about killing everything with the mage, and finally switched to the healer to patch him up.
Aran was a cakewalk for me but drove B up the wall with all the running around he had to do. And as I learned, spirit wolves break the slowing spell he uses just prior to the arcane explosion. Whee!
After that... let's just say that Prince Malchezaar is still picking our ribs out of his teeth.
Attumen we've done before, so it didn't occur to me to snap a picture.
Moroes... we knew it could be done by a fury warrior and a paladin, but a 79 prot warrior and a resto shaman in rather mediocre gear?
Yep!
The Maiden of Virtue wasn't much trouble, as I had ze precious grounding totem around to soak up most of what she threw at me. Apparently I forgot to take pictures of her, too. >:|
En route to the opera house, B takes a moment to make me kick myself for having turned in that damn furbolg quest.
I was not doing this fight sober.
I only managed to get crappy pictures of Eris as Little Red Riding Hood, mostly since I was trying to Not Die (didn't work; he ate me midway through), but I did get one of her dancing in the hideous pants that the boss had stuck in his teeth. I'm just glad we didn't get the star-crossed lovers.
Eris pushed her luck when we reached the Curator...
...a little bit too far.
Having decided that we were through messing around, B hauled in his paladin and the space goat got out her bashing implements and tanked. Being a bit of a bonehead, she forgot to imbue her weapons until later, but ah well.
Chess was something of an annoyance until we figured out a working strategy; he babysat the king while I moved out the pawns and then went about killing everything with the mage, and finally switched to the healer to patch him up.
Aran was a cakewalk for me but drove B up the wall with all the running around he had to do. And as I learned, spirit wolves break the slowing spell he uses just prior to the arcane explosion. Whee!
After that... let's just say that Prince Malchezaar is still picking our ribs out of his teeth.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Postcards from Azeroth
Join us now as Ms. Chala attempts to both distract herself from the cramps and figure out how adding images works by rifling through her collection of stupid WoW screenshots.
Lesson number one: Don't mess with the warlock.
Nor should one ever forget that mages all have twisted senses of humour...
(I tried polymorphing the horse instead, hoping for even funnier results, but they're immune.)
...or underestimate the utter bullheadedness of a holy paladin.
(I did eventually kill them all, but ye gods, did my shield need fixing after that.)
I went for the black bear mount on my shaman back around Christmas. As our army rolled up to the front gates of Silvermoon, we turned a speculative eye on the Winter Wondervolt out in the gardens... and without a word, filed into it on our way to give the elves a merry roflstomping.
Paladins just aren't cut out for undercover work amongst the undead.
And lastly... hell, this guy needs no caption.
Lesson number one: Don't mess with the warlock.
Nor should one ever forget that mages all have twisted senses of humour...
(I tried polymorphing the horse instead, hoping for even funnier results, but they're immune.)
...or underestimate the utter bullheadedness of a holy paladin.
(I did eventually kill them all, but ye gods, did my shield need fixing after that.)
I went for the black bear mount on my shaman back around Christmas. As our army rolled up to the front gates of Silvermoon, we turned a speculative eye on the Winter Wondervolt out in the gardens... and without a word, filed into it on our way to give the elves a merry roflstomping.
Paladins just aren't cut out for undercover work amongst the undead.
And lastly... hell, this guy needs no caption.
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