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My first time playing WoW……gee that was a long time ago.
It was back in Vanilla, and my cousin (8 years my senior), was showing me this new game that we should buy and play with him and other people we knew. My dad was skeptical. “So I buy the game, and then pay to keep playing it? Runescape is free.”
So, in order to convince us, he let me make a character on his account. I was eager to buy and play this game, as being a nerd and all, I had read the WoW manual and guide books my cousin had left unattended next to the computer. (Years later he told me that he had done so deliberately, because he knew I’d read them, so that I’d convince my dad to join.)
I loved the look of the Night Elves. Humans were too boring and super-modelly. Dwarves were kinda ugly. Gnomes creeped me out. But those elves were beautiful and exotic. I wanted one. I made a female one (because I didn’t like the male’s faces and also because ewww I’m a girl why would I play a boy?!?!?!), but I was confused as to what class to play. I mean, come on! There were so many! I liked the idea of turning into animals, but my cousin said that a warrior is the easiest to learn to play.
I tried a few different names, but they were all taken. Then, the final name I tried accepted. So Moondance the Nelf Warrior was born. I ran around on her, doing all the quests in the starting zone. My dad kicked me off after a while, because he wanted to try it too. When he gave it back to me, I had to take an antidote to this guy, and there was a timer! I failed that quest about five times, before I finally found the guy, because my dad had gotten the quest, not me. My cousin let me take his Paladin for a spin too, it was level 60! I remember thinking at the time, “Wow! It must have taken forever to get this high!” And it had. 18 months.
Eventually, a few months before BC came out, we caved and bought an account. Moondance was deleted from my cousin’s realm, she was only level 12. When I made my first character, I wondered if her name was available. It wasn’t. So instead I made a hunter, and I was ticked at my cousin. Hunters were MUCH easier than warriors. My first day on her was spent questing.
I can still remember all of this clearly, even though I haven’t tried to recall it for years.
Today is that glorious day when we thank our mothers for the years of strife and grief we’ve put them through, and acknowledge their strength of both body and mind in not strangling us years ago.
So, thanks Mum. Thanks for everything.
Thankyou for all those times you patiently waited for me at the dinner table when I just had to “finish this @#$%ing raid”, as well as all those pointless family events I skipped due to my raiding schedule. You knew that I would have found another excuse not to go, even if WoW wasn’t a factor in my life, so you never pressed the matter.
Thankyou for providing me with mid-raid snacks, to “keep [my] strength up so you can kill the zombie man”. Thanks for always calling Arthas “zombie man”. Thankyou for driving my char for a few minutes when I needed an urgent bio-break mid-raid. Thankyou for also clicking on the VuhDo bars of the raid members dying when the boss was pulled early. “They were turning red, and that’s usually a bad thing.” Thankyou for being intelligent and wise.
Thankyou for not insisting I should “act like more of a girl” like my friend’s mum. She was only allowed to play WoW for one hour on weekends. Thankyou for not doing that to me. Thankyou for saying “if you really want to play that silly game, I’m not going to stop you.” Thankyou for pretending to be interested when I tried to teach you how to play.
Thankyou for sitting next to me, and ‘helping’ me. “That bar’s going down! Heal him! Why aren’t you healing him?” “Because he’s the stupid rogue that decided to pull the entire room.” “…Let him die.” Thankyou for supporting me in ‘teaching’ DPS not to pull for the tank. Thankyou for laughing at my silly macros, even the ones that weren’t that funny. “It’s funny because he died!”
I love you Mum. Never change.
This post is in honour of my Mum, who recently celebrated her 55th birthday, but she’s still cool enough to watch me play my computer games. ❤
I started this blog because I love reading WoW blogs in general.
Most people that write blogs don’t have to fake enthusiasm or knowledge to get their readers, they’re just themselves. If they’re pissed at someone, they’ll rant. If they’re happy about something, they’ll say so.
Because I like to read the achives first, I see how they started off: mostly just talking and ranting to themselves. Then, one day somebody comments on a post that struck a chord with them, and the author of the blog is all “ohmigosh the interwebs are reading this for reals?! squee”. And it’s all uphill from there.
I’ve played WoW for quite a while, and I’d consider myself a competant player and raider. So, I decided to play a character I’ve never seriously levelled before, and blog about her and her adventures. But I wanted a flexible name, in case I decided to use a druid, or a shaman, instead of a paladin, or in case I wanted to completely change my topic.
I know this is a day late, but because my wireless internet provider is awesome, I lost my connection for most of yesterday because the tower went down for unknown reasons.
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