Once again throwing myself with abandon into a total FAILPUG!, I bring you a tale of roguetards, strange Greeks and amazingly calm raid leading.

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re the scene,

you’ve logged in with the intention of catching up on some achievements, because you’re racing a mage to 7k points. You have a spreadsheet, and a detailed plan for the day, and then a guildie suggests you come to a pugged ToC25. “It’ll be fun”. Yeah, right.

While the humble beginnings of the group were pretty unorganised, that seems to be standard practise in these situations and apart from the token impatient types we coped with the inevitable delays like real human beings. Unfortunately into this seemingly inoffensive situation stepped some bosses, and that’s where the fail began.

Take One

On our first Northrend Beasts attempt there was a bit of a tanking “incident” with the worms. A taunt failed, it happens, but the tank in question didn’t get much chance to explain himself due to a wonderfully understanding rogue named Gorgorth. Gorgorth, I’d like to take this opportunity to point out, is a tool.

So with battle-rez and soulstoning we managed to get a vaguely respectable portion of the group back to life and made it through to Icehowl. All was going pretty well considering. My Grid was freaking out and only showing some names, but that’s par for the course and mostly unrelated.

At around 10% of course, disaster struck! Someone was hit and one tank went down. The other picked up the boss and we seemed to be ok when at about 5% BAM! another hit and the second tank dead. By this point Icehowl was running around with abandon and hit me in the face, which was a bit mean. /wipe.

Cue the inevitable

<insert bickering, foul language and pointless name calling here>

Then the adults have their turn, which was admittedly

a nice interlude.

Take two

With the bad luck excuse firmly supported by everyone with half a brain cell we decided to take another game stab at the fight, it was our last chance to have the honour of Gorgorth’s company after all. It went ok up until, you guessed it, the worms. This time the tanks were fine but it turned out half the group were asleep or watching porn or whatever other reason they could possibly have for standing in something green and painful until dead. Gorgorth was not amused.

I’m not sure exactly how many people we lost in one fell swoop, but by this point I do remember that over half the group were dead. Battle rezzing commenced, and by the time we got to Icehowl again we had enough DPS to take him down barring any mishaps.

Mishaps

I am shamed. We got, once more, to the point where he was so close to death we could taste it. Then I somehow managed to become lodged on a tree druid while trying to run away from the crash. Yeah, you can’t get stuck on players and it was probably a bit of wall but that’s how it looked to me. Anyway I wasn’t the only one, there were 3 or 4 of us stuck on this druid, and we promptly died. We lost the main tank but some quick taunting from the off-tank netted us a win. I have never been so grateful to see a boss die (or so embarrassed). Not only did we get rid of the pesky beasts, we got rid of the pesky rogue too, and there was much rejoicing.

For the love of God, cut!

Our one attempt at Jarraxus was short-lived, and pretty damn catastrophic. A paladin died at the start, then proclaimed “too laggy, sorry” and quit the group. His death was soon followed by others and the domino effect began. Unfortunately the first leavers all seemed to be from the same guild, and someone didn’t seem to like them very much.

Whatever the beef there is, this obviously wasn’t the best place to air it. Especially since not all of Bad Omen had quit the group yet. Cue 5 minutes of an increasingly annoyed warlock trying his best to sound angry and threatening, and everyone else either completely ignoring or being confused by the poor guy.

Re-reading that last part I still have no idea what he meant, but it’s ok…turns out he had no idea either.

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