Whiny Post Day Shall Commence!

Hey Gang!

So yeah... I was attempting to start my day with a nice hot cup of Coffee and talk to all of you about my kiting Victories until it happened... Da Da Da! Drama.

/cowers in fear

Well anyways, I remember reading over at Klepsacovic's Blog  that today is officially Whiny Post Day.

Perfect! I can Bitch and Moan about dumb shit & people will respect that ;)

Obviously, this will not be as epic of a rant as Critical QQ's Post Yesterday but I'll try my damnedest to bitch about something.

So, ummm where shall I begin...

1) So Fulguralis and I are in the process of buying a house. If this doesn't want to make you want to become single again, I don't know what will. It was actually sort of fun at the beginning, going through the houses, seeing the potential in each one and laughing at some of them because the decor is ummm.... not us. Once you get past the, "Awww how cute, we could put our little kitchen table here. Yay, this would be perfect for our bedroom set in there!" It slowly boils down to "OMG it costs WHAT!" or "DAMN IT I have to Fix that?" Or my classic favorite, "What is that smell?" I believe we went through around 20+ homes before we found the one we really liked at the price we can afford. NOW the bank is dicking us around... which I believe they now enjoy doing to first time home-buyers. The appraisal looks like a bunch of monkeys got a hold of a calculator & a glue gun.

But Fuu, they worked really hard on it.

No... no they didn't. I would fail them in my class. Go HOME & DO IT AGAIN TIMMY.

2) Rogues Suck! I hate them! I enjoy pvp occasionally but damn Rogues. Seriously, try this whole stabbing on one of your friends and see how they like it.

"Wow, that's what I've been doing to people all this time? That sucks."

It's funny because so many people are so fed up with your stabbing, that they too roll one so that they can avoid your crap. This snowball effect is horrible. A whole snowball full of Rogues sapping each other into the nether.

DAMN IT!

3) Tech Support!  MOTHER OF GOD! Yesterday, I came home to play Farmville (yeah you heard me, I like this shit! WTF you gunna do about it!) & run dailies. "Offline: Google" Pops up in my face. I look over at the modem which is sadly blinking its 1 light indicating "I'm not here to serve you bitch". Lucky for me I have Dragon Age which does not require your interwebs. Now, I'm so excited about having to be on the phone for 2 hours with someone not from the United States asking me questions like,

"Is it plugged into the wall?"
"Have you restarted your modem?"
"Would you like to go on a date with me?"

OMG! Punches will fly. I am a girl but damn it! I'm not freakin stupid. I know how to do the whole power cycle thing. It doesn't work! If it did, do you believe that I would be on the phone with you? HELL NO! DIAF Tech Support!

4) DPS Pugs! Can I tell you something from an extremely overgeared "intelligent" tank. Here is a list of shit I do not want to hear/see in party chat when I'm tanking for you.

"Go Go Go!'
"Might Please,  Mite plox, of Might plzzzzzz kthx!"
"lol u sux"
"Go Go Go!"

Did I mention "Go Go Go?" OMG I will go as fast as I feel comfortable. Any faster and you get 75% Fuubaar. And no one wants 75% Fuubaar. It just sucks, ok? People will die and you are to blame because you make me flustered.

Oh & this goes with #2 on this list. Rogues, when you enter the instance, please don't Fan of Knives the first pull? I kid you not, you can tank the rest of the instance if you do this. I'll sit back & believe that you have tank envy and laugh when I pull aggro off of you. L2 tank Rogue :P

5) Here are some images that amuse me because 1-4 really got me pissed!

I mean, who doesn't want a cat that can Poop Rainbows on Command.

This is something that made me sad that, out of the 20+ homes I went through, I didn't get to see. I mean we did end up seeing some horrible decor & one that looked like someone was one step away from throwing a Molotov Cocktail on the Roof but no Fireplace in the kitchen. Hmmm, maybe we should see more.

Only because this is how the word Squirrel should be spelled ;)

<3 Fuu

Now a word from our sponsors:

I wanted to add my own short whine today.  I promise to be brief... or something. - Ful

Why does Blizz have a hardon for add boss fights?  We keep seeing more and more fights where adds are a big part.  New Flash: This sucks donkey balls for Warlocks.  We're all about single target damage and it's like they're getting away from single target bosses.  It was all right in Naxx, with some adds, a definite main boss that you could damage.  KT was maybe the worst, but at least the second half of that fight you were useful.  Early Uld (cuz I've not gone more than halfway yet) was a bit worse.  Razorscale in particular sucked, but again there was like... a boss to catch up on.  ToC was actually pretty decent, though a lot of "dual" bosses, but still with big enough hit pools to not completely gimp you.  

Now in ICC we see tons of stupid add fights.  Lady D, Gunship, DoucheBag Saurfang... all significant target switching.  Still those are pretty tolerable.  I mean I'm mostly worthless at Gunship, but it's a fun fight.  Enter Dreamwalker.  You may as well bench your warlock for the fight... it's all about sustained healing and burst DPS.  I do neither of those things.  Even in my more-busty demo spec it sucks.  Really, I just don't like fights where sustained damage has no part.  I guess not having boring, simple fights is good... but I wanted to whine about seeming to have a lot more fights where it's just increasingly tough to play as a warlock.  I mean I know it's tough for others too, but this is my whine day and I'm using it for felssake.

PS: Happy St. Patrick's Day! =c3   <---- this is an attempt to make a three leaf clover. It turned out to look like balls with a tumor but damn it I tried. <3 Fuu

The Fall of the Wall

Ahh, the power of community. Thanks to everyone who made this possible:

For the record, we ended up having Fuu run in a big circle (CCW), and everyone else ran out and took a right (CW) to merge the ooze.  We used cleansing totems.  We ran through big puddles.  We stayed in one group behind the boss, running through him when he decided to pull a camel.  We wiped about a half dozen times before he went down.  There was much rejoicing.

So thanks for all the tips and tricks.  Nibs did a great write up and the comments on here were what got me going in the first place.  I think we would have spent another precious week working it out if not for the help of the community.

Also, obviously a great job by all my fellow raiders last night.  We pwned this dude's face and he totally had it coming.  Ugh, what a bastard.  Wheeeeeee!

They Changed Something In The Matrix

Short, frivolous post today. I spent most of the weekend entertaining visitors. Normally, Fuu and I are pretty boring on weekends. We game, clean the house, game, eat some food, game... you get the idea. We're not of the legion of gaming couples that have kids, so weekends are still relatively easy going for us. The only time our laid back schedule is altered is when someone comes in from out of town for a visit. This weekend, it seemed like everyone was in from out of town. It was crazy. People I haven't seen in months (Or ever, for that matter) were just deciding this was "the" weekend.

It was a lot of fun, but being social combined with a daylight savings time change to conspire against energy and gaming. So I've skidded into Monday morning without having accomplished a whole lot this last weekend. I think we cleaned the kitchen at least five times in two days.  There was a lot of alcohol consumed, some drunken heroics run, but not much of what I would call productivity.

Still, I'm anxious to return to ICC tonight with our raid group and try out some of the strategies that have popped up on here via my Rotface article last week.  Thank you for all who shared their ideas and I'll let you know how it goes.  I definitely think I have a better grasp of the fight now.

I nabbed a picture a while back and am going to use it to fuel today's QotD.  I've realized my whole QotD is becoming more like a QotM (M standing for Monday).  I think I'm just lazy on Mondays.  It happens.  Today's question is:


Are there any visual glitches that stick out in your mind?

Like I said, frivolous, but I think it might be a fun question.  From time to time we get to have a chuckle when something unexpected happens to "break" the graphics system in WoW.  We call these glitches.  I remember one of the big ones from TBC was when you could have giant pets and people would stand around in the banks with the T-rex from Jurassic Park and stuff.  Or the huge core hound.  Usually placing it on the vendor I was looking for.  Fun times.

I'm not talking about "exploits" here, or anything that affects game play.  I'm looking for our favorite visual errors.  The ones that don't really mess anything up, but can cause quite a chuckle and usually result in a screenshot or a "hey guys, you gotta see this!"  Are there any that bubble up in your mind?

The one that made me chuckle the other day was more of a warlocky thing.  Most pet classes know that when you mount up, your pet disappears into the nether only to reappear upon dismount.  It makes a certain amount of sense, I suppose, but I know sometimes it bothers me when I forget that I even have a pet out or something like that.  Well there was a small glitch the other day that made me smile.  I mounted up and my pet stayed out.  Dumb? Maybe, but it gave me a warlocky smile.  With a pet, your mount, and a non-combat pet, it sort of feels like you've got a bit of a posse.  An evil posse. 

Screenshot or it didn't happen, right?   You can even see my toon looking over at my felguard like: "wtf are you still doing here?"  He hung around until I dismounted and tried it again. 

A Wild Eagle Chase

The lush, green, rolling hills of the Arathi Highlands did little to ease Decedereful's racing heart as she stalked around Refuge Pointe.  What was she doing here?  With her brother and his wife off helping the assault in Icecrown, she had planned to continue her own smaller skirmishes around Northrend as the occasion warranted.  It seemed that the Citadel was getting all the attention, however, and so her and Abigora sat, tending house for the last several weeks.

The priestly bookworm was not good company.  She always looked down on things like torturing small animals and eating flesh flakes directly from the box.  It's not as if Dece liked it a whole lot either, but she was a Death Knight for lightssake.  Her dietary tract wasn't exactly what it once was.  Three squares a day didn't really apply to the undead.  Besides, it seemed that the priest could subside on written word alone.  That and maybe the occasional vegan salad eaten by devotional candlelight.  It didn't help that the willowy Elven woman was practically a rail.  It wasn't fair!  She didn't have to maintain the muscle to carry around heavy plate armor.  It was hard to look pretty in plate. 

At least her brother had visited, though he had not been in the best of spirits.  It seemed that they had hit a wall in their assault on the Citadel.  A very ugly wall.  He also seemed rather concerned about his wife, which was out of character for him.  Usually he thought only of himself, but he kept mentioning how odd she had been acting, clutching at some sort of medallion and jumping at shadows.  Dece was worried too.  If her brother had noticed something besides his own big ego, then it was obviously a cause for concern.

Oddly, Abigora had seemed to share the insight, tearing her eyes from her book long enough to stare worriedly at the Warlock.  Fulguralis had left again swiftly in a puff of a purple smoke, anxious to get back to the battle and leaving the two women once more to their own devices.  Abi had turned her big eyes towards the Death Knight and calmly, if cryptically, suggested that she go to the Highlands and ask around about "Bright Runes".  Dece had asked her why, but despite the pressure, the Night Elf would yield no more information.  Her bluish lips locked in a stern grimace, she would only repeat her advice to head to the Highlands before returning her attentions to her books.  It had seemed important at the time, and sitting at home was quite boring, but Dece was now having second thoughts about what was turning out to be a wild turkey chase.

That was why Decedereful found herself stalking around Refuge Pointe amongst the members of the League of Arathor.  She was friendly with the league, no small task for a Death Knight that every faction seemed to dislike on principle, but her initial questions hand yielded only blank stares and murmured apologies of ignorance.  She had helped in several skirmishes against the Horde forces in the Basin, yet no one there seemed to trust her enough for a conversation of any length.

As she paced uneasily, she felt eyes wandering over her body.  "What do you want, Nathane?"

The dark haired young man drifted into view.  "I just wondered what worried you, love," he said sulkily.  He was a good-looking man, if it a bit too tall for her tastes.  A fair hand with a sword too, Dece grudgingly admitted.  He oozed confidence out of every pore, and seemed to expect to have his way with Decedereful just like every other notch in his probably equally tall bedpost.

"I'm not your love," Dece snarled through gritted teeth.

"Whatever you say, dear girl.  I meant no offense.  Your happiness is of utmost importance to me," he said, bowing formally.

"Unless you know anything of runes, get away from me," Dece said.

"I can trace every rune in the Elvish alphabet... with my tongue," he purred, taking a step towards her.  In a flash, Decedereful brought one of her two swords up, level with his throat.  The other was held threateningly around his nether regions.  The man's cool exterior cracked, and he swallowed heavily.  "Well, I suppose I should leave you to your stalking then," he added with feigned indifference before swirling away and slinked back towards his tent.

The man was insufferable.  Between his insinuations and everyone else ignoring her, it was enough to drive her up a cliff and right over the side.  She glanced angrily at the banner flying above the tent Nathane had hidden in.  It was not an uncommon banner among the League, a white Arathian Eagle on red background, the standard of Stromgarde.  She hated that damn eagle.  Stupid man and his stupid League!

Decedereful spun around as a horn sounded from the direction of the Basin.  It seemed the Horde was about to make another push.  The Death Knight looked down at the two swords she still held unsheathed in her hands.  If she wasn't going to be getting anywhere with the questioning, then at least she could bang out her frustration on some stupid Horde.  She trotted anxiously towards where the battle group was forming.  Perhaps she would be able to earn enough respect on the battle field to coax out some answers.  At worst, it wouldn't hurt and she might feel less like ripping someone's arm off and beating them with it before feeding it to her ghoul.

As the gates opened and warriors poured into the Basin, Decedereful smiled.  This was going to be way better than playing detective.

To Break A Wall

So what do you do when you hit a raid wall? Make an MS paint of the strat, of course! Who doesn't love terribad MS paints?  Plus, firming up the strat with a cooky visual may be just what the doctor ordered.  At the very least, you hope looking at things from a different angle may help promote new ideas or understanding.

Like I'd mentioned before, we've been stuck on Rotface.  Taking my own advice, I drew something up:

Once you get past the obvious awfulness of my MS Paint skillz, you may notice the strange google-poached clip art. I shall expand now upon my symbol usage.

The tank is pretty obvious, but I broke the boss up into two key components: the hoof and the not hoof.  In this case, the hoof is represented by a... well... hoof, and the not hoof by a bird foot.  If you actually look at the ugly boss, you'll notice he has both a hoof and a three toed ugly-ass foot.  This will come into play in just a moment, but if I remember right the hoof represents his left foot and the not hoof his right.  Thus the boss should be facing the tank in the diagram I've created.

Charlie Brown running with a kite is, you guessed it, the kite tank!  This individual needs to run like hell along roughly along the red "kite path" that I've drawn.  You'll notice green ovals depicting each of the four "goo zones".  We want to stay out of the goo zones, obviously.  In this diagram, I've placed a picture of spilled goo in the currently active goo zone (where the goo "is") and drawn a green arrow to represent how the zones will travel around the room.  I've also placed a goo nozzle in each zone.  The nozzle will serve as your quick forewarning of any goo zone.  When the Wizard of Goo (pay no attention to the man behind the curtain) emotes about fixing his damn pipes (why couldn't the good news be like we all turned into Ninja Turtles, that goo is way better than this goo), you'll see some liquid come out of the nozzles very briefly before the huge goo zone actually shows up.  The kite tank should pay attention to this and use it to figure out the direction and location of the first few goo zones (before and during kiting).

The kite tank should keep things simple.  Use the entire two "safe zones" for a kite path (staying one zone ahead of the ooze, the other should clear so there is never more than two goo zones), stay ahead of King Goomba, and keep aggro on the filthy bastard.  That's it.  The kite tank should focus on staying out of the goo and keeping the king pissed.

The remainder of the part should be split in between parties 1 and 2.  Group 1 is denoted by the group of drunk looking stick figures and Group 2 is denoted by the rather more elegant Group Sitting At Table During Party clip art.  Party choice is really up to you, just try to spread it evenly.  You leave one party deserted and then the cops will show up and hit you with fire code infraction on the other (aka Rotface will spit on you and cause healers undue amounts of stress).  Party 1 occurs at the bar called Hoof.  Party 2 is being held at it's less rambunctious competitor's Not Hoof.  Both parties should be loosely gathered.  Don't spread way out, but don't turn it into an orgy either.  Think casual conversation over the general din of the bar.

It is up to each individual party-goer to watch for the "I Drank Too Much And Need To Blow Goo" debuff.  DBM should warn you with a big, fat "hey, you really need to cut your friend off now" raid warning.  More on cleaning up after the mess in a moment, just know that you need to pay attention to your own debuff.  Once you identify that you need to find a safe goo-blowing venue, you should go find Charlie Brown who will lead you to the promised land.  Run out of your party and find the bald, perpetually prepubescent kiter as he/she attempts to avoid King Goomba.  If you are the cheap drunk (first with the debuff), you'll have to be patient until another drunk comes along.

This is where there is a bit of a choice.  You can either charge someone with being the Goo-Be-Gone, or you can set up the more automated Goo-Be-Gone Totem (available wherever fine shamanic goods are sold).  Manual Goo-Be-Gone may be more difficult on a healer (who might have his/her hands full), so you could pass it to, say, a Ret Pally instead.  This fight is NOT a DPS race, it's more about staying alive, so do what makes the most sense for your group.

Once cleansed hath been the Goo, then shalt thou merge thy Goo.  If it was cleansed straight away, you should be on the run already (having already realized your status), so you merely need to find Charlie, cross his kite path and let your trailing Goo do the rest.  You must be smart about it, the Goo's have to be semi-close to merge, but there is no need to be perfect.  Any drunk could do it.  Should you miss on your first attempt, you could continue to weave behind the kiter, slowing only as much as you dare, until your Goo gets absorbed.  If there is somewhat of a delay to the Goo cleansing, you will still want to run as if it had been cleansed, but you may want to notify the cleaners when you are in position.  If you are hanging out waiting for your drunk friend (the first Goo'ed), then you will need to kite any Goo you spawned until said friend makes an appearance.

Finally, having donated your own personal Goo for the greater Goo'd (hyuck), return to your party purged and feeling your second wind.  Pick up where you left off.  It is important to note that the Goo Zones will revolve around the room in a predictable manner (much like a drunken room revolves around you on occasion) necessitating the shifting of the kite path as well.  Each individual should begin running immediately upon a feeling of Goo, and not stop until they have completed the entire Goo exchange.  Please do not stop and gawk at the Goo.  This is considered bad manners and will offend your Goo cleanser.  It also may result in getting "cut off" for good, and no one likes that guy.  After a certain amount of Goo has been accumulated within King Goomba, he will explode, and the process will begin anew.  

Like I mentioned, this fight is not a test of DPS, but rather a lesson in teamwork and coordination.  You must be in sync with each other and on the same page to survive this fight.  If you survive, you should win, as the boss himself goes down rather quickly.  Exchanges are key, communication is key, and situational awareness is key.  Each person must do their job and keep their cool.  Avoid the bad, exchange the Goo, party it up, and bring down that wall! 

Did I miss anything?  And yes, there is a lot of Goo.

So, you're bored, what do you do? Heroics Edition

Hey Gang!

So if you're like me, you're probably so burned out from running the Daily heroics that your brain has exploded all over your keyboard. Spontaneous Combustion!

BAM!

The situation that most everyone's still in is a couple of different things:

A) You still need Frost Emblems for gear
B) You still need Triumph Badges for gear
C) You have absolutely nothing else to do with your time
D) You are a masochistic person and enjoy the pain that it brings because it makes you feel alive

Well, what ever combination you're situation is right now, you still need to force yourself to run them. Most of the time, if you bring a buddy, it makes it 10x better. The more friends, the multiplication goes up to the trillions.

Ok, bear with me on this guys... it might be a doozy. Here's what I'm thinking. Variety is the spice of life right? So Spice this baby up with like Garlic and shit!

Depending on how many days a week you run them... and how long your sanity holds, you may need to dedicate each day as a certain day for your events. This is me just spitballin here but lets say:

Monday: Drama Llama Night! You and one of your friends has a massive argument during your run. Like OMG SCREAMING NOOBS! No cursing mind you because you could be reported. It's actually funnier if you don't curse and use different words instead like OH FUDGE! or None of your BEESWAX! This will liven up the chat a bit. Obviously continue on the instance like normal but have the chat go crazy with insane talk. It doesn't even need to be a fight just have a long deep conversation with your friend straight through chat and act like no one else is there. Most of the time no one talks anyways, why not go with it. Just enough to make it entertaining for you & your friends.

Tuesday: Article of Clothing Night! If you're like me, you WAY over gear the situation. Why not replace something with festive gear. Make sure to wear your normal gear and just replace one piece. Most popular are pants & helm. Who doesn't love tanking with no pants on? Who wouldn't love seeing that cute little Santa Hat in July? Obviously the more outgeared you are, the more gear you can replace. I would be careful with the new 5-mans though because if you wipe because of no pants... don't blame me my friend. >.> blame the healer.

Wednesday: Intoxication Night! It's Hump day right? I'll bet your toon is getting a little worn out from the week thus far & needs a little refresher. Why not stop by the local inn and grab yourself a case of the finest dwarven brew and have yourself a little fun. Once you zone in, Slam 'em down to get smashed & start tankin! Can't see what you're targeting? Who cares! It'll die soon enough. Watch out for those Ledges in Nexus & Oculus though, the fall sucks. For those occasions, make sure to have your "YIPE!" sign made for when you pull a Wiley Coyote move right off the side. Also make sure to stretch out your arms to make the biggest POOF on the ground that you can.

Thursday: Change your Role Night! This one might be a little harder for those of you who are pure DPS but hey why not? If you normally tank? Heal or DPS. If you're a warlock, go in for the melee. I'm sure since you've never used your sword or dagger before, it's pretty sharp. Forgot to equip a weapon? That's ok, you have fists! Go for it! Are you a healer who's always wanted to tank? Go in for the kill I say. Fulfill your dreams! But Fuu, I dont have the gear to switch my spec... that's ok! Just do it in what you have on! Paladins are OP right? You'll be fine ;)

Friday: Ladies Night! Tonight we kick off our shoes and say screw the men (not literally)! It's all ladies tonight! Round up your best gals & have fun! Don't have the right combo of girls to actually make an instance run? That's ok, rent one from the pugs! If it's a guy, tell them that they must only talk to you in a high voice and go by the name of Sally. Afterward, you can go shopping in Dalaran for those perfect pair of shoes to go with your T10 gear!

Saturday: Announcer Night! Ever feel like you are taking four other people on a ride? Well why not let them know what there is to offer?! Make a macro that announces your intentions. I believe the Pugs wills enjoy your courtesy.
"Hello Ladies & Gentlemen. I hope you enjoy your time here in ~insert Heroic instance here~ Please keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times. Remember to turn off your cellphones. There are trash receptacles at every exit and at the beginning of each Boss. Thank you & Enjoy the Show!"

You could also offer popcorn and free passes to upcoming events such as, "Fuubaar Wipes the Group" "Oh Noes! Where's the tank?!" & our classic, "Fuubaar where are your pants?!"

Sunday: Jeopardy Night! Are you tired of listening to boss strategies? Ever wonder what it would be like if Alex Trebek helped explain them? Well I sure do. Turn into a Jeopardy game!

"Ok I'll take Complex Strategies for 1000 Fulguralis"
"The Answer is, "This is the Strategy used on the first boss in Halls of Reflection"
BUZZ!
"Fuubaar?"
"What is Line of Sight?"
"That is correct. Your board Fuubaar"

Alternative Ideas:
-Pig Latin Night!
-Pretend to have a Vent Conversation Night!
-British Accent Night!
-Dance After every pull Night!
-/Chicken Night!
- Act Like you're a Hunter Night!

The list goes on & on my friends! Following these steps can really liven up your Heroics from dull & horrible to "OMG I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW!"

What ideas do you have to turn heroics into a tolerable situation?

<3 Fuu

Just Do Your Job: Fulguralis' Thoughts with some Fuubaar Flare

It's official: we've hit a wall.  Rotface has stymied us for the time being.  Sometimes in the course of raiding, you hit that wall where you just don't feel like you're "getting it".  I'm not talking about when you feel like you're making headway.  I'm talking about when you feel like you're taking steps backwards.  It happens even to the best raid groups and usually it's a direct function of frustration.

The above is actually the beginning of Fulguralis' thoughts before he emailed me.

"I have meetings sweety... finish my thoughts"

Continuing on from what he was trying to express was that yes, we've officially hit what is known as the proverbial wall in our raiding. What sucks is ... I'm the one kiting & I'm the one dying. I know how to kite properly, I know how to deal with Adds you aren’t suppose to touch. I also know that it's not just me who is at fault here regarding this Rotface matter.

This post is not at ALL about pointing fingers.

"It's the healers fault for not cleansing and keeping the raid topped off!"

"It's the Kiting tanks fault for failing to run the path of a Kidney Shape!"

"It's the DPSs fault for not merging the slimes together!"

"It's the Main Tanks Fault for looking so awesome while standing there in the middle!"

You see? Everyone's at fault if you look at it that way. Last night, we spanked Festergut with his own fart spores, walked down the hallway and watched our dreams of downing Rotface pass us by in the breeze...a smelly gaseous breeze. My kiting was horrible because I was paying attention to WAY too many things at once.

-Watch for Pipes bursting

-Watch for puddles on the floor

-Watch for where the infected person is

-See who the next infected person is and help cleanse if need be

-Keep Aggro on the Big slime

-Make sure the Slimes are Merging

-Make sure the big slime doesn't touch me

-Live

See there's nothing that I have to worry about during my kiting.... NOT!

Fulguralis and I discussed each time why I was dying and how could we stop that from happening again. Trouble shooting isn't the problem here. I just felt like I wasn't getting it long enough for me to actually get into a rhythm for the kiting. What we were realizing was that I was trying to do too much at once. Everyone was! Why? Why were we trying to make this fight so much harder than it really has to be?

"Do your job!"

Don't pay attention to what the healers are doing if you are a DPS... DPS!*

Don't pay attention to what the tank is doing if you are the Healer.... HEAL!*

Don't pay attention to what the stupid DPS are doing if you are the Tank... TANK THE DAMN THING!*

No matter how hard you stare at those bars as a DPS you aren't going to help the healers keep people up. I'm thinking that if I were to cut my To Do list of crap on that fight down, it would be much easier to execute what I actually need to do. So here's what I'm thinking that I need to do as a tank kiting those Slimes on Rotface:

- Wait until two people have the infection, and their slimes create one big Ooze

- Taunt the Ooze

- Watch out of Puddles on the floor

-Watch out for Burst pipes

- Keep aggro on Ooze

- Live

What changed is the person infected has now picked up the job of watching the Slimes merge not me. I'm not going to watch for the person who is infected anymore because wtf does that do? I could cleanse them but that is either the healer's job or the Cleansing totems. My job is to keep aggro on the big Ooze and make sure that it doesn't touch me.

It has now become Fuubaar Verse Ooze! Not Fuubaar verse observing everything going on in the raid plus Ooze.

That's not a fair fight.

Now I tell you this because I believe anyone who's ever raided before feels responsible for what happens. I'm not sure if it's purely a Tank or a healer feeling but when I tank a raid, I feel like if something messes up, it's my ass.

What a selfish way to look at it really. What about the 9 other people, is it not their responsibility to feel like that too? I have to have faith that my healers will do their best to keep me and the rest of the raid alive. I have to have faith that my DPS will pour their little hearts out to kill this thing.

It takes all of us to become victorious at the end, not just the tanks, not just the healers, not just the DPS.

Everyone!

Have faith in your fellow raiders that they will do their job so you can solely focus on doing yours.
<3 Fuu

PS: I hope this is where you were going with this honey ;)
PPS: So, I know you are waiting for the reason for the crazy Disco fella that has absoluely nothing to do with this post. Well, Google Image search strikes again. I searched for the word "Ooze" and I found this gentlemen. The caption was "This man Oozes Sex" and I about died laughing. So there you have it folks :)

* Unless you are told otherwise from your raid leader. The Bold and simplistic aspect of my statement is just that. It does not mean that if your raid leader tells you to stop DPSing and do something else to not listen to them. Please listen to your raid leader and take my bold statements to heart. Dear Lord, if I start receiving emails from your Raid leaders stating that you weren't listening to them and said that you were only suppose to DPS and nothing else. I reserve the right to tell you to stop being a mindless Zombie.