This is the place for dark poetry or TOTALLY justified rants and whines.
Arena-Inside
Why did it have to be snakes?
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This is the place for dark poetry or TOTALLY justified rants and whines.
I feel happy and crappy and gaye!!!
I thought I liked my internet
(It’s often pretty fast)
But then (upon my birthday)
The connection would not last!
I was in the Ruby Sanctum
Healing up the tank
Then found I was Air Walking
And “online” light was blank
So I rang up my supplier
(The Indian accent’s thick)
Who’s cheek to “check my wire”
Went down like a brick
Then the blinking light came on
Hullah! Huzzar! Hullay!
But then I knew ’twas something wrong
I’d been kicked from the raid…
This went on all evening
Violet Hold went well
But when the boss was gleaming
My connection went to hell
Another half an hour’s
Waiting on the line
“Phone back in 2 hours
Our helpdesk is offline”
I turned to Terry Pratchett
(The book, what do you think!)
Took my anger down a ratchet
For it was on the brink
And soon I was a-smiling
And light came back, oh joy!
“Yes” to RS10 I’m typing
But it’s only fate’s bad ploy
Time to give it up, I thought
As hour is getting late
Work is hard, I’m overwrought
Too much on my plate!!
Still again this morning
The connection isn’t there
Suspicious thoughts are dawning
I sink into despair
But oh, I find this evening
They failed to kill the boss
And secretly I’m gleaming
Those wipes were not a loss…
So Virgin, if you’re listening
Please bring your service back
“Fast” loses all it’s glistening
When your lines are crap
And now my bed is calling
So I’ll wish you all adieu
This poetry’s appalling
So read it, why, did you?
(you asked for a totally justified rant … and got it … heh heh heh …)
So there I was in Dalaran City;
The town of mages, looking ever so pretty.
“Hey, why not make a raid, a pug;
It can’t be THAT bad,” I thought with a smug
“Link achievement” I said. “Your skillscore and class”
“LULWUT,” some replied. “INV ME PLOX I’M VERY BADASS!”
Kingslayers and alts, the raid quickly was full
After a whole hour of waiting, how very dull.
To the Trial of the Crusader we went, 25 man
“Now listen up,” I said. “This is the plan:”
People listened, but did I make my point?
“This is a complete run; it’s why you joined!”
“I’m not DPS,” a shaman cried. “I want to heal.”
“You told me you were dps. Is this for real?!”
“Let’s start the fight,” the impatient people said.
Oh, forming this pug, I already regret.
The first encounter we downed; twas easy to boot.
But then started the issues, with handing out loot.
“I hate you all; I’m out if you don’t give me that!”
And so he left, the very first twat.
The second encounter, Jaraxxus, was quick.
“HA! I got the weekly done!” said the prick.
Five people left, chaos began.
“This is the raidleader’s fault,” cried one man.
“I don’t have time for more,” a mage said.
“I too joined for the weekly!” Then he ported and fled.
“Stupid retards,” the raid argued in vain.
Alas, why do pugs have to be so lame?
“Ha, I force a D/c,” said a tank.
“No need to give up; This instance we can spank.”
I calmed them down, set aside the shame.
“For surely, the leavers are to blame!”
The faction encounter began, boldly we fought;
Against the scripted might of the NPC Horde.
“Target the healers! Don’t split DPS!”
“I’ll force a D/C!” thought a warlock and left.
“Everyone res, now on to the twins.”
Bold words, but now the real mess begins.
“You stupid hunters, why did you MD me?”
Two DPS cried, simultaneously.
“I thought you were the new tank,” a hunter excused.
“Fuck you all, I’m leaving you noobs!”
Of our twenty-five man, sixteen had chosen to stay.
Including a tank, now pretending to be away.
“I’ll leave,” the best healer said. “But good luck.”
“Raid is over then,” I sighed. “Who gives a phuck.”
Now whispers were flooding, insults of course.
“YOU WASTED MY TIME; FEEL MY REMORSE!”
Moans and whines, but what could I have done?
I know, a raid with leavers, is hardly any fun.
Not my fault though, but a lesson well learned.
“Never lead a raid; in hope of a drop I yearned.”
The sad part is, that this is all completely true… >_<
Pfft i emote spammed you to make you feel better but you were afk crying in the corner!
AFK writing dark poems, you mean! Learn to do more DPS!
i was in a fearsome duel with a friend and i lagged and lost *cry* (actually i lost because i couldn’t win..but he doesn’t have to know that)
To Erthold of Frostmane – a Haiku
So you thought it was
Acceptable to leave us
To die on a boss?
(He did, we didn’t)
I lol’d at the “dark poems”
pugs ftl.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight,
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other,
One was blind and the other couldn’t see,
So they chose a dummy for a referee.
A blind man went to see fair play,
A dumb man went to shout “hooray!”
A paralysed donkey passing by,
Kicked the blind man in the eye,
Knocked him through a nine inch wall,
Into a dry ditch and drowned them all,
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
And came to arrest the two dead boys,
If you don’t believe this story’s true,
Ask the blind man; he saw it too!
Sometimes in RL
I am crying, my heart is breaking
Together we will no more play
Anilmaldor and co in statis
It’s separate WoW in the USA
Yes there’s Skype so I can see you
But I’ll miss your morning hugs
Miss you playing on your x-box
While I’m running random PuGs
As for WoW, well, I’ll keep playing
Distract me daily from the loss
Concentrate 1, 2, 2, 4, 5
Defer my feelings, kill the boss
So mothers note it’s not for ever
Sometimes it’s best to let them go
Yes it hurts, and you will feel it
But they will love you, even so…
Yep, that char powning you in the DPS* may not only BE someone’s mum, but an UPSET someone’s mum…
All my love J (he reads this too).
*well, not on this char – she’s only there to herb & skin, and runs PuGs to level up, is spec’d marksman but geared for Survival & BM LOL
Your damage is low
though the others do not see
yet you roll so much!
It was a shocker,
A real surprise you’ll see.
when I found my best mate’s girlfriend,
was a man called Lee!