Foreseeable Addiction
Upon reading this, I knew that an Anime Academy-sanctioned Annie May comic wasn't merely a joke or an idea that was going to be forgotten in a day. I say that because I've been told that people at Anime Academy once wanted to make a comic/manga for the site, but that dream was never realized. Well, that'll change. Hey, there was even once an t-shirt thread that completely fizzled out as well, and look at the Campus Store now!
Anyways, this one student, furi_kuri, drew some excellent Annie May conceptual art. The one I like best is this one, and another student, Ritalin, beautifully colored the picture in here. furi_kuri drew another Annie May piece here, and I find it strongly reminding me of Belledandy from Ah! My Goddess. Or am I going senile in my old age?
For this entry, game links will be linked to GameFAQs except for those pertaining to World of Warcraft. In general, expect a lot of links.
Written October 3rd, 2004
I think I've found my new addiction, and its name is World of Warcraft.
At one point in my life, I was an avid gamer. I made frequent trips to Electronic Boutique every time I was at the Harrisburg East Mall even though I couldn't drive, I downloaded untold numbers of shareware and demo and movies for games, and I would swap games with my good friend, Aaron Freeman. This all happened in middle and high school, and even with sports and a minimal amount of disposable income, I rocked the shit out of every single-player game from Joust and Super Mario Bros. 3 to Shogo: Mobile Armor Division and Homeworld. If I wasn't nuking GDI in Command & Conquer, I was blasting away mutants in Fallout 2. And I loved every second of it (despite the fact that this ultimately led to poor social adaption later in life).
In my freshman year of college, I finally discovered the joys of multiplayer. My days rapidly became filled with two forms of digital crack: Half-Life: Counter-Strike and Diablo II.
Counter-Strike was a great game. Nothing beat blasting through terrorists with a deagle or getting into knife fights. However, my Pitt clan, uP|, fell apart because of our leader (short story: we were practicing one night and he wanted us to try some tactics, but someone shot him in the face and he stormed off of the server, never to return again), and subsequent attempts to revive it failed. Besides, Counter-Strike outgrew its stay when 9 out of 10 people would pull out an automatic weapon on me while both of us were locked in the middle of a knife fight.
So I was left with Diablo II, but I was a noob on there. My eyes sparkled when I read all about a specific set, Milabrega's Regalia, and I just had to have it. I spent days trying to trade what little I had for each individual piece, and I was so happy when I got all of it. However, I was so upset when two kids duped me (translation: they tricked me and got my Milabrega's Regalia set), and I just about quit the game on the spot. While I was waiting in one of Blizzard's help channels (I honestly thought that they would help me get my stuff back, but I was ignorant to believe so), someone with a high-level character (I honestly forget his name, but I do remember leveling with him a few times about 3 or 4 months down the road) listened to my problem and simply told me, "There's plenty of better shit to find out there than sets, and go make a few friends while you're at it". So I went in search of better stuff and friends, and once I began making friends on the US East server, I started rolling with the big boys and the big toys and I couldn't stop. My days were filled with Chaos Sanctuary runs and skipping class. I became a part of classic's (read: non-Lord of Destruction characters) thumbing-its-nose-at-the-norm "clan" (I say "clan" because we didn't consider ourselves to be a true clan), Soul Brothers. I can remember talking for hours to friends, both new and old, leveling characters to high levels in very little time, and pking (player killing) everyone using any dirty trick I knew. I loved the idea that I was a good friend of the Godfather of US East's first level 99 player, Sharp_Arrows a.k.a. Sean. And I loved it. I still have hundreds of screenshots, and I'll occasionally look through them all, letting waves of nostalgia wash over me like fresh spring water. Did I mention that I loved it?
Eventually, reality caught up to me, and I soon realized that Ds and Fs weren't cutting it. My second semester of college was completely fucked, and I eventually retired from Diablo II (but only after finding out that powerful Lord of Destruction weapons were somehow finding their way into classic; that was the nail in my Diablo II coffin). I moved away from games for the longest of time and eventually found myself watching anime more and more. Long story short, that's how I got into anime.
Late in my junior year, I got back into games with The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind; words cannot properly describe how much fun it was. That quasi-fucked my grades a bit; I blew through the game in a week, taking it apart from end to end, but didn't do a few important class assignments and projects. I killed Morrowind's fun by literally going around to every town and killing every person I could find, but that wouldn't fix my grades much. Beyond a certain point, there wasn't much I could do, so I said, "Fuck it".
Now it's early in my senior year and I'm drolling over World of Warcraft when I should be chasing after a girlfriend. I blame Andy, one of my roommates, this time; had he not signed up for the beta test a year ago, downloaded all 2.4gB of content, and showed it to me, I wouldn't be eyeing it like a fat man at an all-you-can-eat steak buffet. I began going online and reading about every aspect that I could, coming to slowly understand the ways that it worked and the method to its madness. Hell, I already have my first character planned out in my mind: a female Night Elf rogue with skinning and leatherworking trade skills named EekRogue on the PvP (Player versus Player) server. For my second character, I was thinking about making a female (I'm not sure what it is with my tendency to choose females; perhaps some repressed, feminist empowerment desire of mine?) Human warrior with mining and blacksmithing trade skills named (you guessed it) EekWarrior on the PvP server. However, such character designs are tenative at the moment, but they sound like a lot of fun to me. I know that I'll buy the game and pay for at least one month's service, but I'll be playing the shit out of the game, every spare waking moment spent leveling and killing anything that looks at me the wrong way... or doesn't look at me at all.
So yeah, this semester just might be screwed hard and sideways. It should be fun. If anyone wants to play with me on the World of Warcraft US PvP server sometime, my account name will probably be stimsenjkat or something like that since it was the name of my old Diablo II account, but that account name is tenative.
Anyways, this one student, furi_kuri, drew some excellent Annie May conceptual art. The one I like best is this one, and another student, Ritalin, beautifully colored the picture in here. furi_kuri drew another Annie May piece here, and I find it strongly reminding me of Belledandy from Ah! My Goddess. Or am I going senile in my old age?
For this entry, game links will be linked to GameFAQs except for those pertaining to World of Warcraft. In general, expect a lot of links.
Written October 3rd, 2004
I think I've found my new addiction, and its name is World of Warcraft.
At one point in my life, I was an avid gamer. I made frequent trips to Electronic Boutique every time I was at the Harrisburg East Mall even though I couldn't drive, I downloaded untold numbers of shareware and demo and movies for games, and I would swap games with my good friend, Aaron Freeman. This all happened in middle and high school, and even with sports and a minimal amount of disposable income, I rocked the shit out of every single-player game from Joust and Super Mario Bros. 3 to Shogo: Mobile Armor Division and Homeworld. If I wasn't nuking GDI in Command & Conquer, I was blasting away mutants in Fallout 2. And I loved every second of it (despite the fact that this ultimately led to poor social adaption later in life).
In my freshman year of college, I finally discovered the joys of multiplayer. My days rapidly became filled with two forms of digital crack: Half-Life: Counter-Strike and Diablo II.
Counter-Strike was a great game. Nothing beat blasting through terrorists with a deagle or getting into knife fights. However, my Pitt clan, uP|, fell apart because of our leader (short story: we were practicing one night and he wanted us to try some tactics, but someone shot him in the face and he stormed off of the server, never to return again), and subsequent attempts to revive it failed. Besides, Counter-Strike outgrew its stay when 9 out of 10 people would pull out an automatic weapon on me while both of us were locked in the middle of a knife fight.
So I was left with Diablo II, but I was a noob on there. My eyes sparkled when I read all about a specific set, Milabrega's Regalia, and I just had to have it. I spent days trying to trade what little I had for each individual piece, and I was so happy when I got all of it. However, I was so upset when two kids duped me (translation: they tricked me and got my Milabrega's Regalia set), and I just about quit the game on the spot. While I was waiting in one of Blizzard's help channels (I honestly thought that they would help me get my stuff back, but I was ignorant to believe so), someone with a high-level character (I honestly forget his name, but I do remember leveling with him a few times about 3 or 4 months down the road) listened to my problem and simply told me, "There's plenty of better shit to find out there than sets, and go make a few friends while you're at it". So I went in search of better stuff and friends, and once I began making friends on the US East server, I started rolling with the big boys and the big toys and I couldn't stop. My days were filled with Chaos Sanctuary runs and skipping class. I became a part of classic's (read: non-Lord of Destruction characters) thumbing-its-nose-at-the-norm "clan" (I say "clan" because we didn't consider ourselves to be a true clan), Soul Brothers. I can remember talking for hours to friends, both new and old, leveling characters to high levels in very little time, and pking (player killing) everyone using any dirty trick I knew. I loved the idea that I was a good friend of the Godfather of US East's first level 99 player, Sharp_Arrows a.k.a. Sean. And I loved it. I still have hundreds of screenshots, and I'll occasionally look through them all, letting waves of nostalgia wash over me like fresh spring water. Did I mention that I loved it?
Eventually, reality caught up to me, and I soon realized that Ds and Fs weren't cutting it. My second semester of college was completely fucked, and I eventually retired from Diablo II (but only after finding out that powerful Lord of Destruction weapons were somehow finding their way into classic; that was the nail in my Diablo II coffin). I moved away from games for the longest of time and eventually found myself watching anime more and more. Long story short, that's how I got into anime.
Late in my junior year, I got back into games with The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind; words cannot properly describe how much fun it was. That quasi-fucked my grades a bit; I blew through the game in a week, taking it apart from end to end, but didn't do a few important class assignments and projects. I killed Morrowind's fun by literally going around to every town and killing every person I could find, but that wouldn't fix my grades much. Beyond a certain point, there wasn't much I could do, so I said, "Fuck it".
Now it's early in my senior year and I'm drolling over World of Warcraft when I should be chasing after a girlfriend. I blame Andy, one of my roommates, this time; had he not signed up for the beta test a year ago, downloaded all 2.4gB of content, and showed it to me, I wouldn't be eyeing it like a fat man at an all-you-can-eat steak buffet. I began going online and reading about every aspect that I could, coming to slowly understand the ways that it worked and the method to its madness. Hell, I already have my first character planned out in my mind: a female Night Elf rogue with skinning and leatherworking trade skills named EekRogue on the PvP (Player versus Player) server. For my second character, I was thinking about making a female (I'm not sure what it is with my tendency to choose females; perhaps some repressed, feminist empowerment desire of mine?) Human warrior with mining and blacksmithing trade skills named (you guessed it) EekWarrior on the PvP server. However, such character designs are tenative at the moment, but they sound like a lot of fun to me. I know that I'll buy the game and pay for at least one month's service, but I'll be playing the shit out of the game, every spare waking moment spent leveling and killing anything that looks at me the wrong way... or doesn't look at me at all.
So yeah, this semester just might be screwed hard and sideways. It should be fun. If anyone wants to play with me on the World of Warcraft US PvP server sometime, my account name will probably be stimsenjkat or something like that since it was the name of my old Diablo II account, but that account name is tenative.
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