Cheerfully self-deprecating, that’s me!
I have a confession to make.
(Yes, another one! What can I say? I’m in a sharing mood...)
I’m not very good at this game.
Oh, I’m far from hopeless — and I have some fairly impressive achievements to prove it! (The Undying, Of the Nightfall and Champion of Ulduar are among my more meaningful titles.)
But when it comes to new encounters, I have a steep learning curve. Part of it is the Guild Leader’s curse: distracting /whispers throughout the raid, some inane (I’m looking at you, Elam!), but most at least relevant. A new recruit is confused about our kill order and too intimidated to ask for clarification in Vent. (Skull, X, Circle, Square. “Because you have to put on the condom before you can enter the box,” as Keaton oh-so eloquently puts it.) A shadow priest has to leave for twenty minutes to pick a friend up from work. (No problem... but don’t forget to zone out this time! *stares pointedly until the mage portal appears*) And a wait-listed rogue wants to know if we’re likely to need him, or if he’s free to PuG the heroic daily. (Actually, a priest is heading out. Do you want to sub in?)
The rest of it is me.
As a healer, I spend most of the raid staring at health bars and am prone to tunnel vision — especially on new fights, before I learn to anticipate patterns of incoming damage. I also have the second worst sense of direction I’ve encountered in-game. (I’m not exaggerating: I am so spatially inept that I can get lost in a circular room… the Argent Coliseum, for example.)
What this all comes down to is this: If The Bad™ makes an appearance in a new fight (and, really, when does it not?), then I will stand in it. If the entire raid is counting on me to master one simple mechanic (such jumping from one ledge to another, dodging lava waves, or strafing out of Icehowl’s charge), then I won’t.
Maybe not on the first attempt, and certainly not on every attempt, but at some crucial point … I will fail.
I am “that guy.”
Failbot adores me. If I didn't routinely bribe our Death Knight officer to reset his tallies, it would read something like this:
*Liluye has failed at Overload/Lava Waves/Chain Lightning/Lightning Nova/Telling Left From Right/Telling Right From Left/Void Zones/Flash Freeze/Laser Barrage/That Damned Jump!/Tying Her Shoelaces (And She Doesn't Even Have Shoes)/Life In General (45,613,980).
For the leader of fairly successful raiding guild, it's downright embarassing. Most of the people I play with are frighteningly good. Our best DPS — a mage — broke 8K on Koralon last night, and our second best DPS — a warlock — finished a fraction of a percent behind him. Our ret paladin once solo-tanked Emalon 25 in his off-spec, and our holy priest recently solo-healed Jaraxxus 10 and most of the Faction Champions after his pet healadin disconnected.
I've had my moments, too — flukes, mostly! (although I'll never forget the time I tanked Ignis and his adds to a few thousand health before running out of tricks...) — but for the most part: while my intrepid guildies are rocking the DPS meters, throwing heals like spaghetti and tanking stuff, I'm facedown on the floor.
I cope with my failures by being — as the title of this blogpost suggests — cheerfully self-deprecating.
Can you tell?
(P.S. There was a point to this post that had nothing to do with my flirtation with Failbot and everything to do with the most valuable lesson I've learned about tanking to date. I never did get to it; next time, I promise!)
Rocking the [Wound Dressing]
I'm going to let you in on a little secret.
... Promise not to tell? If it got out, it would totally ruin my girl cred.
Okay. Here goes!
The most important factor to consider when creating a gear plan is not /actually/ how pretty a particular piece looks or how nicely it matches the rest of your kit.
At this point, I have my guild more or less convinced that this is, in fact, how I roll. (No RNG-themed pun intended.) I am, after all, the shaman who maintained a running stream-of-conciousness in /guild chat while agonizing over which T9 piece to buy with my very first trophy:
We-ell. If I buy the helm, I know I'll just end up hiding it because — hello, femtaur! (All credit to Diodorus for coining that phrase, by the way.) But I still really like the look of those sweet goggles Flame Levi coughed up; they make me seem smart, and that's no small feat for a bipedal cow. I don't think I'm ready to part with them yet.
On the other hand, I've always hated how my T8 shoulders roll around when I jump. I can't wait to replace them! But Thrall's spaulders will clash horrifically with the rest of my tier gear and force me back into that ridiculous anchor to avoid breaking the my 4-piece bonus. So I think I'll just go with the pants for now. The T8 chest is a robe so no one will ever know that my legguards don't match, and by the time I have the emblems to bid on another trophy, I may have picked up some non-set pieces (with the same models as T9!) to tide me over.
Win? Win!

The world's most annoying shoulders.
At this point, our mage officer interrupted me to point out that my mace and shield look so silly together that it doesn't matter if the rest of my gear matches or not ... and he's right, the jerk. >.<
Anyway, see that bold sentence up there?
That's not the secret. Everyone knows that already.
No, the secret is that I have an Excel spreadsheet on my Desktop called Shaman Gear Comps.xls. I created it during some downtime at my last place of employment — and by "downtime," I mean when I should have been frantically busy but wasn't (because once you've been given your 90 day notice, what's the worst that can happen?).
I'll spare you all the math (This isn't that kind of blog! Although, I suppose, it could be ... /ponder), but, basically, I calculated Healing and Mana Equivalency Points based on my current gear, talents, and glyphs, and then used them to assign weights to the various healing stats according to two separate profiles: one that favors raw spellpower and crit for MT healing, and one that favors haste and mp5 for raid healing. I pre-filled the spreadsheet with items I can reasonably expect to attain (so, all Emblem of Triumph gear and anything that drops in Trial of the Crusader 10 or 25), with additional fields to plug in anything new that I might have missed or just didn't count on (such as hardmode loot, which I'm seeing much more quickly than I had anticipated).
By using and abusing this spreadsheet, I can make intelligent loot decisions more or less on the fly — but don't tell my guild. Like I said, girl cred.
So, what's the point of telling you? Or flashing a nearly naked Blood Elf at the top of this blogpost?
(Isn't she cute, by the way? I love the little red-headed Tinkerbell look she has going on!)
Well, the way I see it: since we all choose the best available gear for our class and spec as opposed to the best-looking gear, there isn't a whole lot of room for customization or, well, personality to shine through.
Except for one little, oft-over looked item:
Your shirt.
See, Larissyn isn't (just!) showing off her Blizzard-endowed assets. No, she's rocking the Wound Dressing — one of two shirt slot pieces you can buy from the first aid trainer in Dalaran. She wears this for two reasons. First, and most obviously, she's a tank. She's always taking a beating. Second, it's silent homage to her friend and mentor: a fellow tankadin who recently left the game to teach English in Japan. Alysanne always wore an Antiseptic-Soaked Wound Dressing under his armor (although in his pixelated form, he was actually a she), and so Larissyn does the same. It's just a little memento of our friendship.
As silly as it sounds, almost everyone I know has a story to tell about his or her character's shirt.
Some of my friends are wearing the the shirts they started out with, and can proudly boast — or sheepishly admit — that they haven't taken it off in 80 levels. (Ew, by the way.) Others, like my fiance, have a signature piece: every single one of Keaton's characters has a Lavendar Magewave Shirt crafted by yours truly. (He was actually wearing Lavendar Mageweave before we met, but at some relatively early point in our relationship I replaced them all with shirts <Created by Sarielle>.)
I have a theory that you can tell something about a character (or player, I suppose; we aren't all compulsive roleplayers) based on his or her shirt. It's actually the first slot I look at when I inspect random people (or orcs or trolls, as the case may be) while idling in Dalaran.
So, what about you? Are you wearing a White Swashbuckler's Shirt? (Very sexy on a female Blood Elf, by the way, especially paired with Tuxedo Pants and a pair of low level leather boots.) Or maybe you've gone a little more modern with a Sleeveless T-Shirt?
Inquiring minds want to know.
And by inquiring, I mean mine — and mostly to reassure myself I'm not completely insane.
Surreality is recruiting!
Surreality is a progression-minded adult raiding guild on the US-Black Dragonflight server. In the past, our tagline has been “serious raiding on a casual schedule.” However, we have recently come to realize that our core raiders tend more towards the serious and less towards the casual, and are hoping to attract a few like-minded players to round out our raiding roster. Our 10-man team clears the Trial of the Grand Crusader every week. Help us make it possible for our 25-man to do the same!
Raid Schedule and Progression
We raid 25-man content on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, from 9:30 PM to 12 midnight (Eastern Time). We do not schedule 10-mans on Group Calendar, but do manage to run anywhere between three and four impromptu ToC 10 raids each week.
We’ve cleared Ulduar 25 through Yogg-Saron, with a handful of hard-modes complete (including Flame Leviathan +4, XT-Deconstructor, Hodir and Freya -1). Trial of the Crusader 25 is on "farm status". A full clear takes about an hour — leaving us far too much time each week not to be working on Trial of the Grand Crusader!
This is, of course, where you come in.
I call it “Ode to a Mad Cow.”

... If it makes you feel any better, Elam didn't get it either!
Fel Fire is going self-hosted!
Just as soon as I register the domain, that is. And make a new header graphic. And decide once and for all if I want to take advantage of this opportunity to "rebrand" myself, since I'm less of an Affliciando these days and more of a Chain Healing turret.
... altadin.com has a nice ring to it, don't you think?
What I’ve been up to …
... in the World of Warcraft and beyond!
I was laid off. I knew it was coming, of course. I received my 90 day notice a hundred and something days ago, so I had plenty of time to tie up loose ends and look for something new — which I found, thankfully. Not all of my former coworkers have been so fortunate.
I started a new job! A better one, with more responsibility, an ultra-casual dress code, catered lunches every day and — best of all — an honest-to-Earthmother office. (Yes, that's right: I am no longer a cube-dweller.) I'm not crazy about the 50-mile drive from cowtown to the Scottsdale Airpark ... but as long as it doesn't make me miss raids, I'll deal. (The promise of a Wii-centric corporate wellness plan helps!)
I threw guild recruitment wide open to stave off the summer slump ... and retained exactly no one.
I'm still a little irked about that, actually. I scheduled enough two-week trials to keep summer raids on the calendar (give or take a few Saturdays), but none of our initiates seemed to work out long-term.
The resto druid /gquit in a fit of pique after I benched him from a hard-mode Iron Council attempt after his fourth or fifth death-by-Overload. (Exactly how does a druid — the most mobile healer in the game — fail so spectacularly at moving?!)
The new healadin /ragequit exactly three hours after I promoted him to raider because he lost a spellpower mace to a veteran with higher Priority under our EPGP system.
And the mage/warlock/warrior/death knight clique who applied together disappeared together shortly after we extended the warrior's trial (he was pulling tank level DPS ... as fury) and asked the Death Knight to make a home somewhere else (he was worse). (Sorry, guys. The tag above my head reads <Surreality>, not <Costco>. We don't do package deals ‘round here!)
We are, however, recruiting. Either a tree or a healadin, and assorted DPS. Just sayin'. >.>
I cleared Trial of the Crusader on 10 and 25, and Trial of the Grand Crusader on 10.
If you'll pardon the pun, this instance is a colossal disappointment. It's far too easy, even on "hard mode," and with disproportionately good gear for the (lack of) challenge. We aren't a server first guild. We're a server fourteenth guild ... and yet our alt run (main-tanked by yours truly!) full-cleared ToC 10 the first week it was available, while our achievement team earned A Tribute to Skill in the 10-man version shortly thereafter (in our first real attempt, and while running only two healers on Anub'arak).
Yes, I know: it's the "catch up" tier, so the so-called casuals can experience Icecrown without having to waste time in Naxxramas or Ulduar. R.I.P., linear raid progression. /tear.
I carved a nice little Elle-shaped niche out of the glyph market, following Kyrilean's guide, and have made 20K gold in the last three weeks with very little effort. (The Sons of Hodir may miss me, but I sure as hellfire don't miss them.)
I dabbled in 3v3 arena, as a resto shaman, with a feral druid and marksman hunter as partners. Yes, I know: if we were to respec and make a few minor (/cough) gear tweaks, we could become the flavor of the month "beastcleave" team. But I love to heal and Jef doesn't, so we'll learn to love our sub-300 rating. (No, I didn't miss a zero!) (Beastcleave is getting nerfed, anyway. So there.)
I've been leveling my druid alt, with the half-formed idea of transferring her off-server to play with real life or possibly even blog friends — if they'll have me. The problem is that almost everyone I know who isn't on Black Dragonflight is Alliance, and Alliance catform is just sad. I love my little Taurenkitty and would hate to trade her fierce mane and tribal war paint for bubblegum fur and body glitter.
I've been contemplating wedding plans. No, I haven't actually started making wedding plans yet. That's far too intimidating! I'm just contemplating starting them. So far, all I know for sure is that the Maid of Honor has demanded (and therefore, will wear) a butt bow. Of course, I'm a little worried about how that will work for my guild's warrior tank, who is lobbying for bridesmaid status, in spite of the fact that he is neither bride nor maid...
We shall see!
