May 2017 – Page 2

Like Its The End

May 26, 2017 by Belghast

I am going through this really odd period with World of Warcraft. My friend Grace and I had a conversation last night… and it feels like it is the end of an expansion. I guess at this point in the last several expansions the game has been thoroughly in maintenance mode, and we were waiting with baited breath to see if someone announced anything about the expansion. However in this case there is apparently still a good deal of content left to be released. We’ve been told that we would be going to Argus, and the Tomb of Sargeras raid has not even opened… so there are still big things looming on the horizon. However the way I am approaching the game right now very much feels like what I do at the end of an expansion. I am doing all manner of superfluous things that bring my pleasure. For example during the Warlords of Draenor expansion you could not get me into Tanaan Jungle on a regular basis. Once I got my flight… I disappeared from the zone almost entirely. However lately I have been roaming around out there doing all manner of random stuff and attempting to farm Apexis Crystals. Its like I suddenly decided that I really would like to get that Fel Raven mount that is available from there. I’ve also started doing a bunch of achievements… which is odd because generally speaking I am not an achievement driven person… at least not unless there is a mount or pet associated with it.

While I was roaming around Tanaan Jungle I suddenly decided that I wanted to kill the rares that I somehow missed along the way. That lead to me getting the Jungle Hunter achievement for killing 25 different rares. Then something inside of me was like… why stop there… and I looked up what the achievement was for killing everything. Last night I sorted out how to get the last couple I was missing and wound up completing the Jungle Stalker achievement for killing all 60 different named rare mobs in Tanaan Jungle. What is so weird about this is the fact that there is absolutely nothing in it for me… no title, no mount, no pet… none of the things I normally chase after. I just suddenly decided I wanted to do it… and then did it because it was something that existed. Now part of me wants to go around killing all of the named rare mobs in all of the different zones of Warlords… and then maybe Pandaria as well. Ultimately I have zero clue why this is suddenly compelling to me… because there are lots more productive uses of my time. However World of Warcraft, especially running around older content is sort of the pinnacle of “comfort gaming”. I have also been running a lot of older raids attempting to complete various cosmetic sets… that I will honestly probably never wear. There is just something enjoyable at this very moment about checking things off of a list.

I often times have some of the most fun in World of Warcraft when the game is in the lull state at the end of an expansion. I am in no rush to complete anything and not attempting to keep up with anyone else that happens to be progressing faster than I am. I only casually care about raiding, or I have already completed the raid content and shift into a sort of permanently piddling mode of play. Whatever the case it feels like I have generated this artificial bubble of lull, to where things really are not effecting me in any serious way. Sure I am actually raiding again… but doing so in a super casual manner and largely doing content that folks have on farm just for the sake of hanging out with my raider friends. Even though I know in the back of my head that we are going to continue getting a drip of content for awhile now… I am largely okay pretending it is the end. I seem to be able to play more freely and pull random goals out of the air and work towards them. While it would be awesome to get some dungeoning in every now and then… I am happy with not feeling like I am letting someone down by not grinding seriously towards some long term objective. I realize that as soon as Stormblood launches… I will be back in the rat race and trying to make sure I am as well geared as possible to be able to tackle all of the new content. However for the moment I am enjoying this enhanced state of chill.

No Time To Explain

May 25, 2017 by Belghast

Once upon a time in Destiny year one, there was a weapon called The Strangers Rifle. It was funky looking, had a unique feel and sound to it… and you got it whenever you finished the primary storyline of Destiny… then spent forever collecting stuff to level it up completely. It was also gained from someone that we really know little to nothing about… other than the fact that she doesn’t have time to explain why she doesn’t have time to explain. However this weapon got left behind in the past largely because The Taken King introduced the ability to upgrade weapons through infusion. However they did introduce a hidden quest that involved a bunch of madness that I mentioned at least briefly back in April of 2016 in a post. Apparently they have changed it up a little bit… but once upon a time you had to wait for the Paradox mission to appear as the daily heroic. Then during the course of the mission you had to collect three ghost fragments and return the Future War Cult Ghost to Lakshmi-2 in the tower. From there you had to pledge the Future War Cult and gain 1000 reputation to unlock the next part, which involved killing Taken Minotaur until a Simulation Core dropped. Then we reach the part I was stalled on for over a year for various reasons… killing Atheon in the Vault of Glass on any difficulty.

Last night the awesome folks in Tequila Mockingbird… but more importantly Squirrel and Jex helped pull together a raid for the purpose of getting me my Atheon kill. We did it on old school difficulty, largely for the purpose of trying to steamroll through it and then move on to getting in a Crota kill. After the raiding I lucked out during the next part, which is to find a chest that spawns in a weird version of the Twilight Gap crucible map. Thankfully I knew my way around the map and I decided to head over to B first… and sure enough sitting right beside what would normally be the capture point was a chest containing the piece I needed. From there I went on to do the Blood of the Garden quest, which did not exactly work how I was expecting it. Firstly I did not realize I was not in the final area of the map… and I knew there was an anger mechanic that was supposed to spawn the Taken Ultra that I needed to kill to get the final component. However I didn’t remember how high I needed to get my anger and I wound up slaughtering wave after wave of Minotaur until I somehow managed to get the anger to over 200%… and when nothing still spawned I noticed the arrow on my mini map pointing to the next area. Sure enough the big Minotaur was up and way easier to take down than attempting to survive that constant deluge of a dozen regular Minotaur at a time. Finally I went back to the tower and claimed my No Time to Explain exotic pulse rifle… to which I had to sacrifice both an exotic that I was no longer using… and a 400 primary to bring it up to modern standards.

That was the part of the evening that went amazingly well… the other part of the evening was struggling to do Crota. First off I had only actually been into the raid once before… and back during the “we overpower this so much, what are mechanics even” phase. As a result we struggled more than a bit, because we were doing it on heroic where resurrections are not a thing that happens. Additionally we lost a member of our fire team a little bit into the raid, and wound up replacing him with an unknown quantity. Said new person was moody as hell while we were actually failing to mechanic, and then when we called it a night made sure we knew how mad he was. Before he left chat he said something along the lines of that he bailed on his normal raid to come get an easy Crota kill, and now he screwed up and missed the raid invite. No one promised him an easy kill, and even though we were failing a lot… we were laughing and having fun while doing it. That is ultimately the important part, and sure I didn’t manage to finish my Necrochasm quest… but I had a lot of fun learning bits and pieces of the modern version of the Crota raid. In truth I think if I went back in again I be more prepared for what I needed to get through on the other side. All told however I managed to pick up a couple of cool weapons in the process including a spiffy new Oversoul Edict… so I think in the grand scheme of things the night was a complete win far as I am concerned. Once again huge thanks to Tequila Mockingbird for hanging out and making stuff happen, and Squirrel for prodding them into doing so.

Book Challenge #91: The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury

May 24, 2017 by Grace

I’ve been reading at what feels like a pretty good pace, and so it is challenge time once again! This is #91 on the list, The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury published in 1951.

This is the second book in a row that made me wonder how the heck it ended up on this list. Unlike the last one, this one isn’t mediocre or out-of-genre. It just isn’t a novel. The Illustrated Man is a collection of short stories, tied together loosely through the construct of the titular illustrated man, whose moving tattoos tell stories that play out every night. The illustrated man concept is a neat wrapper, but it didn’t fit all that well with the general theme of space stories over most of the book. Overall it was enjoyable, but this book feels weird to have on this list. Although now I’m really interested in a “top 100 sci-fi short story collections” list because I would read the hell out of that.

Since it is a collection it is a bit difficult to pin down any general thoughts on this one. I enjoy Bradbury’s style and there’s some nice thought-provoking tales in here. Some of the writing feels dated at times, and occasionally suffers from the curse of “this feels really cliched now but it probably wasn’t as much of a cliche when it was written”. Many of the stories are also very grim, so much so that this collection could instead be called “Many new and awful ways to die in space.” Even when the content is harsh the stories are usually thoughtful, and often contain a humanity that often gets lost in short fiction like this. Too many times short stories can be more about the twist or “aha!” moment than about characters or places, but some of these stories combat that nicely. One of my favorites from this collection is about a family where the father is a spacer and the mother acts like he is already dead to shield herself from what she believes is his inevitable death out in the stars. There’s still a twist but by the time you get there you at least understand a bit about this family and how they survive with each other.

TL;DR: A nice collection of Bradbury’s short stories, in which many people die in space.

The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury

Rating: 4/5 stars

Verdict: I’d recommend it if you like Bradbury or sci-fi in general from that era. With lots of stories you will likely find something to enjoy.

Next up: The Elric Saga by Michael Moorcock

Not Squishy At All

May 24, 2017 by Belghast

I am having one of those mornings where I am struggling to find anything I feel is worth actually talking about. The last few days I have been sick and as a result I have been living in this weird little bubble world. I mean prior to this I had already been in a pretty deep turtle phase where I largely kept to myself, but when you add illness to the mix its like I forget the world exists. As a result I have been deep into comfort gaming territory, which in this case means World of Warcraft and doing all sorts of random PVE stuff that no one is actually doing. I’ve been spending a fair amount of time in old raids attempting to get set piece drops. Similarly I have been roaming all over Draenor which is almost completely empty these days, and picking off rare mobs left and right for achievements. I spent a good deal of time yesterday for example in Tanaan Jungle killing the big named mobs for mount chances and farming up Apexis crystals for that moment eventually when I get 150,000 and can purchase the spiffy fel themed mount. All of which are not super important activities but give me just enough focus to take my mind off the fact that I can’t actually breathe.

I of course have also been keeping up with the Broken Shore content… even though it feels like I should be wrapping that in quotes. Broken Shore feels like the most “more of the same” items I have seen in awhile. Sure there are world mini bosses that are constantly spawning, and sure there is a new batch of world quests for you to do… and sure there is a weirdly futile base building mechanic… but it all sorta feels like we have done it all so many times at this point that it is just busy work. I mean it is busy work that I am doing because at least in theory it is busy work that should someday lead to the class themed mount. However I am wondering how much more I care about it at the moment, and if I don’t shift into a “only hanging out on Friday nights” mode for the raid. I have been greatly enjoying doing that and seeing the people I missed. It is even sounding like I might cycle into a primary tank role for Friday nights to let the Wednesday night tanks have the night off. In truth Fury is a fine spec, but it will probably only be something that I use for farming old world content or if someone really needs me to dps something.

I am just a prot warrior through and through. Other than the two expansions where I flirted with playing a Deathknight… I have been a Warrior for as long as I can really remember. Sure my first raid main was a hunter, but as soon as I could get into tanking raid content I did… even to the point of joining a completely different raid team to make that happen. There is just something about the player fantasy about being this unstoppable object that appeals to me. Like for example I really enjoy the fact that protection is a reasonably viable spec for player versus player content. I take great pleasure in watching enemy players decide it is a good idea to attack me. Like I am the least aggressive player while flagged, and I am generally going to leave you the hell alone pending you leave me alone while I do those PVP flagging world quest dailies. However there is always somebody that wants to poke the bear… and in doing so they get to learn the lesson of just how impossible it is to take me down in a one versus one situation. In truth there are lots of times I am easily juggling three players as they attempt to attack me. There was a moment from some time ago where it finally took five players focusing down on me to bring me down out in Stormheim.

So last night when a random Fury warrior decided it was a good idea to attack me while doing the PVP Naga daily… and never actually managed to take more than 10% health off of me… I had to chuckle. I am definitely a PVE minded player, but if you mess with me I will stun your ass and wreck you. That said I am normally more in the mode of helping out my fellow cross faction buddies and spent some time last night pulling packs of murlocs so that people could get their Squirky battle pets. This was apparently a limited time event and spawns on an island off the west coast of Azsuna. Said island is filled with a bunch of elite murloc packs that are hyper aggro just like any other murloc in the world. As a result I spent a good time just gathering stuff up and farming it down so players could fly in and get their pet… then get the hell out. I have to say it was a challenge just clearing myself of enough aggro to be able to get out of combat to fly off the island when I finally decided it was time to go. The end result is an extremely high fidelity Murloc battle pet… albeit a fairly ugly colored one. However since I love my murlocs… I will add this to all of the blizzcon themed murlocs I have hanging out in my pet storage.