Dancing with myself...

Mat in Baradin Hold last night: Death Knight drank Potion of Illusion to look like her: but Mat's one-of-a-kind...

Wonderful post on leveling an enhancement shaman: full of the complexities and intricacies that make up Mat: http://psynister.wordpress.com/2011/03/29/shaman-leveling-1-29-enhancement/#comment-3148

The point is made that enhancement shamans are similar to Death Knights: maybe that explains why Mataoka's doppelganger Morphemia sits fixed at level 74.5: Mat's human just doesn't have the stamina to level another complicated character at the moment. She just needed some pew-pew with her hunter* or spam-aids on a lower level healer. She knows it gets much more complicated, every class has its nuances and dare she say: culture?

There have been a few tears shed when Mat's human thinks why-oh-why did she begin playing with a enhancement shaman? The learning curve has been really steep. Mountain-goat-hoof-steep. She just didn't know any better. Thus the ignorance of noobs.

They say there are no accidents. Mat's human is not so sure about that. Maybe..there are? Anyway, chaos, string or relativity theories aside - shrug - perhaps Mat was not this human's first character without some cosmic play. Mat's human is also: complex, known for the occasional short-burst rage, dual-hemi-wields, hybrid-dynamic chassis 4.8...oh wait. No. That's her truck. Nevermind. In any case, the human shares many traits with this shaman. Stand clear of her magma AoE when there is an injustice or if she just needs to call shenanigans on some bull. But keep close to her when she showers a healing rain over you. She always does what she can to make things better.

And that laugh*. The only difference between Mat's and her human's is her human's goes on longer, and a bit louder...but still ladylike.


*That's right, boys: Baradin Hold. Piece of Mana Cake. 
*And BELIEVE ME - she knows how complicated hunters can be too - hers just isn't there yet.
*This is a female Draenei thing, not a shaman thing.


I dare you not to get up and dance: Dancing with myself --Billy Idol

Dirty (Dungeon) Dancing (Or, no one puts baby in a corner)

Haanta

Get your headgear out of the Dalaran sewers: It's all in good fun.

This post is dedicated to all those comical players out there who make me laugh, not cry, in dungeons. Their schtick is polished and comedic timing flawless. Something must be in the air lately, because almost every single dungeon my hunter has gone through this past week has been nothing but a love fest. Last night, for example: the dwarf tank on Haanta's sixth or sixtieth (lost count) trip through the Nexxus, was no exception. Aside from gently teasing the Montreal druid, n'est-ce pas, this spunky shawty had it goin' on a la Cee Lo. Deftly running us through the bug-infested dungeon, (Old Kingdom School style), he set the tone and mood from the start. By the time the party entered the Nexxus, promises of naked tanking were made: and kept. (The surprise appearance of him sans gear took us all by surprise, but dang if he didn't tank that mob!)

(Dwarfs wear boxers, not briefs, by the way, in case you were curious.)

Not wanting to overexert the healer's mana supply, nor catch pneumonia, he put his gear back on (whew), but Haanta was so distracted from laughing, she forgot to take off aspect, and that resulted in some problems for the group. Tank had it under control, and all was forgiven. 

Other PUGs/runs resulted in shared gear, good communication, fair play, and general camaraderie. (In contrast, there was one run where no one said a word. Perhaps no one spoke the common language, or perhaps they were just tired, but it made for a lonely run.) Perhaps like anything, when we take ourselves too seriously, groups get gunky. 

Maybe when we say 'walk in the light,' we're really telling you: Sha-ten Up.

Lost in translation: http://www.wowwiki.com/Draenei_(language)

File this under really bad plots: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dirty_Dancing