World of Warcraft for me has been a roller coaster of craziness.
Seven years of college and in between some WOW. So what that means for me is horrible instability. Like when a monkey reaches for a banana but a banana swatting robot stops the monkey. Ya know?
So I mean I have been inconsistent in playing WOW.
But that all turned around on my month and a half journey. It all started in September of this year. I was a lvl 70. Not brushing any dirt off anyone's shoulders but yeah it was the highest level I attained since 60. So I was like how can this WOW be spent. My mining was really low. It was like in the 200's . My first aid was low. Non-existent really aside from the bandages before netherweave. And there was my smelting God-awfuly low. I was not in a good position. My WOW account got hacked and I wanted to see if I could hit 90.
The new changes kinda hit. I was off to it. I leveled from 70-90. In a month and a half. And if that's slow I will take it. Here I am some dumb-ass guy that celebrates lvl 60 and I was not capped. Seriously, I treated myself out to the slickest little Italian restaurant, called Cafe Jiordanos. I remember it like I was just there. I had an amazing wine noodle meal. It sounds basic but the wine drenched the noodles with some sort of amazing sauce. It was a well deserved celebration. I think I mentioned that in another post. So as I type this I have a minted 90, that does what 90's do, I go and look for gear on Timeless Isle. I farm froggies. I gear up.
The gear jump from Cataclycsm to Wrath of the Lich King was like a big 'ole meh. But the gear jump from Lich King to Pandaville was like OH MY WOW GOD HOLY Gerbil Shit Jesus!!!
So I rest my case. Really, I have no case to rest but am just fortunate to have Cyranicorn reach the greatest heights in the game. That is what I have finally been dreaming of. Getting level capped and finally waiting for a brand spanking new expansion to come out. And Holy Christ Moses Tube Socks Anarchistic Monkeys, it finally happened. I don't want to name my post "It finally happened" because I have another post named that. Just thinking of all the time it took to hit 90 is insane. And in this run for a month and a half I met some new friends.
I met a guy who helped me and eased me along the new expansions. Starting off with Cataclycsm and explaining to me, you're playing your character wrong. Here let me help! With those words I was ready to kick some ass in dungeons. A new thing that I never really thought of . Grinding dungeons to get to levels instead of just doing quests. Then he left for a couple of weeks and let his friend play the beta for WOD.
Warlords of Draenor.
So by this time I was an 80 looking really good. But it was in Northrend that I met someone equally different. A paladin that was a girl paladin and since I got the hang of dungeons or in WOW , they're called, instances....yeah instances. I later found it his name was Matt and he ran with a competent guild. The keyword was competent. So I was rather satisfied but there were some problems. I was still by myself and still not 90. I worked very hard to get to 90. So much in fact this is the most I have ever played in one session. I played almost every week with some exceptions thrown in there for good measure. You have to take days off of WOW. It is damn important. Nights of 5 a.m., 6 a.m. and 4 a.m. almost nightly. Whatever it took aside from cheating to reach the top. I was super tired on most days actually. And my sleep schedule was fucked because of it. But I digress I was able to find a new home with a new guild.
A brief synopsis was in the vanilla days I was left for dead. About a month after WOW hit I got the game. I wanted to play with my friends. We leveled from level 0-35-40. In those days leveling was a cold bitch. No real mods, no real anything, no real shit in which would make the game easier. Finding quests was a nightmare. After I hit 37 or 38 my friends up and abandoned me. The last time I would ever play with them was in my senior year of high school. Then it was off to college for me and they never kept in touch. They were all capped and I was struggling to find fun in wow. I was on Cenarion Circle and in those days it was a great server. Although, I never really had a real guild.
So it was super refreshing to have a friend like Matt help me through everything. Now I made a character transfer from Illidan to Agrammar. It is just amazing the blood and sweat that went into that 90 from vanilla. I am proud of myself for sticking with it. For WOW calling to me and humming and singing to me " You have unfinished business Andres. Come play . Come play. I obliged. And here I am today a level 90 happy as a goddamn clam on a Tuesday. I feel until the new expansion comes out I am snug as a bug. I can't afford WOW right now and I sure as hell can't afford Warlords of Draenor. My journey is highly unique in its ownright. Every person I meet in WoW I tell them about my sad tale of woe. I did it. I say.
I did it. I cheer in my mind and cheer all around. For this nothing was going to stop me from achieving my goal. I am fucking determined. I really wish my friends could have witnessed that last ding. The last ding for now...
I wanted to shout out to all the people that helped me achieve 90. Oh and my tauren is celebrating in his own way. He's in Two Moons in Pandaria sitting down to a nice cup of tea. He has deserved it. Yes, he has deserved the great gear he has. I am just wondering how the hell I can get the next expansion and what my internet looks like. Where's the goddamn router at? I have yet to find it.
People that helped me achieve 90 : Matt Twigs, Cenarion Guild. Forgot their name, My new guild (Questors of Azeroth) In no order, Tony, Matt, Holly, Corey, Zach, Dallas,
But Wow doesn't ever go away. It will be singing to me once more. All you need is a pre-paid card or a credit card . It still sings to me. Goodbye, Cyranicorn, for now old friend.
_Andres
