Ignis is always a tricky one to pug… because everyone expects to just go zerg him and pay no mind to mechanics.
I suffer through those raids… sometimes they listen… sometimes they’re fail. I toughed it out through raids on three alts… including a few wipes on each. And I finally decided to bring my bank alt through.
As I join the raid, which I’m already a bit twitchy about because one of the two healers has 15k mana… and is in mostly blues and greens, I get a whisper from someone claiming to be my old guild master – from way back when I first started in WoW. I figured it couldn’t be too bad… I had no idea he had a bear tank, but it’s well geared…
We make it through Flame Leviathan with a couple deaths in about 15 minutes, then move to head toward Ignis. The following hell took place over a span of 45 minutes – so an hour of my life I’ll never get back.
We wipe. Every. Pull. [Literally]
Someone decides to pull XT Decon to wipe the raid – For fun.
Our dps total was 18k dps… most of the dps under 1k. [compared to the 25-28k of the other raids I pugged into].
The tanks can’t generate any threat… I mean myself and the other lock could barely pull 3k because we were pulling off the tanks.
The rampant sexual jokes make it obvious the raid is filled with 14 year old kids [jokes I wouldn’t tolerate in a late night adult fun run for our guild mind you].
We FINALLY FINALLY get to Ignis… and everyone just stands there. No ready checks, no directions, no buffs… no nothing. Finally a “stand and burn” comment followed by inaction.
Hubby finally told me to just log off, having watched me tear my hair out the past hour. So I did.
Cue harrassment from my old GM for bailing on the group… about how power has gone to my head and I won’t work to overcome challenges or accept anyone with less than perfect gearing. Cue slapping ex-GM on ignore. Ex-GM decides to send me a nastygram in the mail [I put him on ignore for nothing you see]. Copy, mail to hubby so he can read it, delete. [I will say this old GM does have a penchant for drinking… and for being a mean drunk].
I hop over to SAN to vent, after informing our officer corps of the harrassment and I vent… And we sit there pondering what the silver lining could possibly be…
Well… I got a blog post out of it didn’t I?
Or in the words of Firefly [Pilot Episode]:
MAL: I had a good day.
SIMON: You had the law on you, criminals and savages… half the people on the ship have been shot or wounded including yourself, and you’re harboring known fugitives.
MAL: We’re still flying.
SIMON: That’s not much.
MAL: It’s enough.
I love my guild.
I’m still blogging.
And that’s enough