If you follow me on Twitter or watch my daily stream on Twitch.tv, you know by now that my infatuation with ArcheAge was short-lived. If you're not following me... WHY THE FUCK NOT? Seriously. Just reading this blog is like getting maybe HALF the Katt experience. Do yourself a favor and follow me on Twitch and Twitter like...now. You won't regret it. (I've even fixed the spam issue with Twitch's Twitter sharing, so you don't have THAT fucking thing to whine about any more.)
It may seem weird for me to drop the game like a hot potato after sitting through the queue debacle, and the patron/f2p war, and all that. I was even thinking seriously about establishing a branch of Tactical Dysfunction in ArcheAge. I was putting together lengthy posts about mechanics and builds that hadn't made the site yet, and then... BOOM. I get sick for five days and come out on the other side subscribed to World of Warcraft and playing that so much that I've been neglecting the blog, and Twitter, and pretty much everything else in my life.
Except showering. I'm not the smelly WoW girl. But pretty much everything else that I've been working for the last three months to build up and market.
So what the FUCK is it about WoW that can make me pretty much snap into grind mode, even after I've panned the upcoming expansion as boring and recycled, and bitched at length about the collective stupidity of the six million people that still play the game?
One word: Duty.
A few months ago, my friends and I sat in my living room and abstractly discussed leading a progression raid team in Warlords of Draenor. Half of us were drunk, so I pretty much dismissed the conversation as never-gonna-happen... And then out of the blue I start getting texts about how they need to know NOW what I'm playing and if I'm going to be playing the expansion at all, and there's all this drama, and my case of fuckits turns into a case of fuckyous. And now I have this sick fixation on showing up my guild leader's girlfriend.
Not only that, I'm getting back into guild leader mode myself, which is...bad. Because I'm convinced that this guild's leadership is donig it all wrong. (Which they are, and that's going to be probably my next writeup for this blog. How to properly set your fucking guild up as a new or transfer guild.) All because I decided to give some prissy little princess the finger, I'm grinding up ANOTHER (this is my third) shaman, on a more or less new server, and I'm hellbent on being geared and having 100k by the time the expansion drops.
In like...a month and ten days.
I've decided I have a duty to fuck with these people, and to be a fucking amazing resto shaman, and for whatever reason that trumps every other goddamn thing going on in my head.
I only ever get this way about two games: Everquest II and World of Warcraft. In both games I've had guilds I was an officer or leader in. Both games have given me people that I have to say "fuck you" to, and show up. I can only assume that THAT is the secret sauce that makes a game unquittable. That's how Everquest became Evercrack. That's how WoW's managed to keep its subscription numbers higher than the industry average even after ten years and some spectacular design fails. By which I mean Worgen. (Sony redesigned Qeynos and Freeport and half the population ragequit because of nostalgia. Blizz blew Stormwind and Theramore the fuck up, and started a goddamn civil war that killed off some beloved characters and people pretty much decided fuck you Blizz, we're going to save these places.)
So word of advice to devs and aspiring devs: If you can get your entire playerbase, after launch, to say Fuck You In The Cunt, either to the game or the rest of the playerbase or even to you, you're doing it right.
That's really the only conclusion I can draw.
So now I find myself needing money to actually PURCHASE WoD in a month (which is...a stretch, because we're now three months behind on all of our bills because of my mental implosion... See On the Rox for more on THAT saga of fail), and working my fucking ass off to be the envy of all these goddamn scrubs that don't have a fucking clue what actual commitment looks like.
Goddamn it. I was having fun in ArcheAge, too.
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