[BE88] The Strategist

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Friday, June 22, 2012

I broke. I couldn't take it anymore. I quit WoW. Probably pissed off a few in the guild. I was an important member of the guild. The guild, being a small, close-knitted one where we would have conversations over Skype, had only 2 tanks and 2 healers. I was one of the healers, and a player with better raid awareness and sense. A 10-man raid group usually consists of 2 tanks, 2 healers, and 6 damage dealers. That is the standard composition. I left. I left the guild crippled.

The guild was putting in effort and resources into gearing me up, since there was going to be a raid tomorrow. But I took all of it and shoved it back into their face. Do I feel bad? Of course I do. I broke the guild. I broke their efforts and trust. I broke the mysterious friendship that was forged over the internet, connecting only in WoW and over Skype. I even played with one of them in Starcraft II and the Diablo III beta. I could even stay up after the raid for 2 hours till 3am just to chat. That's right, just to chat. Did nothing else but stand around like a bunch of old uncles in Ironforge and chat.

But the problem was, that was all there was that was holding me to this game. The guild. The people. I only stayed because of them. I kept late nights till 2-3am, just for them. To be that 5th man, to heal for them, to deal damage for them. I wanted to leave months ago. But I couldn't. I would feel bad if I did

In fact I had the perfect opportunity to quit when the private server I was on was upgrading to Cataclysm. We all started anew then, so I wouldn't have to owe anyone anything, or feel bad about it. I had even made known that I was quitting once Guild Wars 2 is released. Many guild members didn't continue over to Cataclysm from Wrath of The Lich King anyway. But I guess the curiosity was too strong; I wanted to see what Cataclysm was like. Well, bad decision.

Cataclysm was no different. In fact, it only served to piss me off more. It was harder to heal, and dungeons were not faceroll anymore. Crowd control and mana management had to be used. I tried to get into it, to enjoy it, but I couldn't. I feared logging in to WoW, because I didn't want to be asked to heal. This isn't fun gaming, there is actually fear and hesitation.

I didn't get Diablo III because of the whole item grind and obsession over getting the best loot possible. That's exactly how WoW is like. The drop rates served to piss me off more. WoW never changes. Retail, private server, Cataclysm, Wrath, it's all the same. I told a friend that once, he went to retail, came back a few days later, and said, "You're right."

And I fell into the trap myself.

So I raged quit. I gave a bad attitude in a dungeon earlier on. I passed an item I needed. When questioned why, I said, "w/e, can't be bothered to play". The guild broke.

I broke.

The guild notice changed to cancel tomorrow's raid.

I couldn't take it any more.

I dumped all my gems, cloth and enchanting materials into the guild bank.

I quit WoW.

Back to early nights and early mornings for me. No pressure, just me, doing what I want to do.

It's over.

Not sure if I can sleep tonight.

posted @ 1:36 pm
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