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Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
See the sun set in Tazoon West...
...and most likely, you will not know what the fuck I'm going on about. Let me explain. While I was beavering away in trendy warcraft, I had no idea there were other, more "underground" mmorpgs. One of these little gems is called Chronicles of Istaria.
Friends of mine had already shown it to me from time to time, and i had looked at it like a man on a date with, say, a really hot chick, being asked whether I fancied a shag with Susan Boyle. I was like: "cool story bro but I'll stick with my hawt bitch kk?"
But ofcourse, I had to dump my hot piece of mmo-ass. She was too demanding, we know all about that. And we all know by now, and as well, that mister 4701 needs some sort of online fix that involves a mix of stats, painstakingly easy combat and lots of pointless bits of gear.
And well, i hadn't trialed Istaria before since the devs hadn't bothered to support Vista (when it comes to that, I wish NO company had bothered with that, but that's another story). But as I dug through my random sign-up/game related spam email account, I discovered a newsletter proudly proclaiming (D&D world man, these guys don't say shit, they proclaim like fo'shizzle) VISTA SUPPORT.
So there I am, in the beautiful world of Istaria. Well beautiful it may be, but graphically enchanting it ain't. It's like they took the first Neverwinter Nights engine and brutally hammered it into an mmorpg shaped mold. But it charms, somehow. I like it. It's underground, there is not much population and crafting is as important as combat. In fact, it's so important that you can haz an adventurer level AND a crafting level.
And you can multiclass. And you can multicraftschool. And there is no Arthas. And no Varian Wrynn. Which is good, because Varian Wrynn is a racist motherfucking pig that should be camped by Horde raids 24/7.
Anyway, more next time. I know it's a bit ranty but it beats lyrical copypasta imnsfho.
Friends of mine had already shown it to me from time to time, and i had looked at it like a man on a date with, say, a really hot chick, being asked whether I fancied a shag with Susan Boyle. I was like: "cool story bro but I'll stick with my hawt bitch kk?"
But ofcourse, I had to dump my hot piece of mmo-ass. She was too demanding, we know all about that. And we all know by now, and as well, that mister 4701 needs some sort of online fix that involves a mix of stats, painstakingly easy combat and lots of pointless bits of gear.
And well, i hadn't trialed Istaria before since the devs hadn't bothered to support Vista (when it comes to that, I wish NO company had bothered with that, but that's another story). But as I dug through my random sign-up/game related spam email account, I discovered a newsletter proudly proclaiming (D&D world man, these guys don't say shit, they proclaim like fo'shizzle) VISTA SUPPORT.
So there I am, in the beautiful world of Istaria. Well beautiful it may be, but graphically enchanting it ain't. It's like they took the first Neverwinter Nights engine and brutally hammered it into an mmorpg shaped mold. But it charms, somehow. I like it. It's underground, there is not much population and crafting is as important as combat. In fact, it's so important that you can haz an adventurer level AND a crafting level.
And you can multiclass. And you can multicraftschool. And there is no Arthas. And no Varian Wrynn. Which is good, because Varian Wrynn is a racist motherfucking pig that should be camped by Horde raids 24/7.
Anyway, more next time. I know it's a bit ranty but it beats lyrical copypasta imnsfho.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Oh ja, discipline.
Grappig. Voor het eerst sinds maanden speel ik een MMORPG die me weet te boeien en meteen schieten er bijna twee blogs bij in. Ben ik makkelijk in een spel te trekken? Nope. Iedere game bestaat uit een cocktail van graphics, vingervlugheid, leercurves, omgeving, interface, etc etc etc. De WoW-cocktail was bijna te goed om te laten staan, maar de bittere smaak van het "ingehaald" worden door een sukkel met teveel vrije tijd omhanden (lees: meer dan ik, en nee, niet jij Kavash :P) was mij te overheersend, en aldus gooide ik mijn two-handed axe erbij neer. (in het geval van Wraak een Edge of Ruin, en in het geval van Vandobben een Titansteel Destroyer , voor hen die dat soort zaken spannend vinden).
Mijn nieuwe scharrel doet alles een stuk rustiger. Ik ga nu niet in op welke MMO en waarom ik deze zo leuk vind, aangezien ik daar een fantastische opzet voor heb bedacht. Ik heb alleen geen zin om die nu uit te schrijven aangezien ik weer terug moet naar de kopermijnen!
PS: gisteren zitten fappen (met klaarkomen!) op Red Dead Redemption. Holy Fucking Shit wat geil.
Mijn nieuwe scharrel doet alles een stuk rustiger. Ik ga nu niet in op welke MMO en waarom ik deze zo leuk vind, aangezien ik daar een fantastische opzet voor heb bedacht. Ik heb alleen geen zin om die nu uit te schrijven aangezien ik weer terug moet naar de kopermijnen!
PS: gisteren zitten fappen (met klaarkomen!) op Red Dead Redemption. Holy Fucking Shit wat geil.
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