Tale Forty Two: I honestly don't why I put up with it.

PuGs. You've read my hate for them.

So why do I keep doing them?!

Honestly? The only answer I can come up with is I'm a complete moron.

And don't you dare disagree with me.

I'm so annoyed with the game. Nay. I'm annoyed at the people who make these PuGs a horrible and painful experience.

I transferred my Paladin to an RP server with Mr. Littlebark's warrior. What pisses me off, is that we transfer them, RP for a day and then he loses interest! Which means that I'm left to wander up and down the server by myself, knowing no one and clad in Naxx10 tank gear, Naxx10/25 holy gear.

No one, and I mean no one, wants a partially geared paladin. Which means I have to PuG. Not knowing who the ninja's are on this server, no one on my friends list. If you read several of my posts, you know that I work hard on my toons.

So, of course, this means pugging content that is now considered on farm.

Wrong.

People are idiotic, people have what appears to be 0 knowledge. I had a druid answer my LFM trade ad with "hey mate, I saw your Naxx25. I dinged 80 just now. Run me threw?"

Yeah. Welcome to my ignore list.

Finally got a Naxx25 group, with my brand new guild. And one of the guys in my guild tells the tank to pull, whilst some of us were still summoning. We wiped, people cried bloody murder and all the sudden, we have a new shaman in the group.

When the hell did that PuG rogue get assist!?

"Either he leaves, or people are going to start dropping."

The "he" that he was referring to was, as fate should have it, my new Guild Master.

I kicked the new shammy, told the people who had assist to stop the nerd rage and to keep going. Only one person dropped.

By the time we got to the boss, I knew it was going to fail. And of course, it did.

Honestly, I am sick to death of WoW. Sick to death of the fact that so many people and PuGs are ruining the game that I love.

No. I am not burnt out. No, I do not want to quit. I just want to gear up as quickly and painless.

Is that too much to ask!?

Tale Four: PuGs

Normally, I shy away from raid PuGs. Heroics, I don't mind to PuG. But raids... eh... I'd rather not get loot than wipe a billion times because idiots that one tank is okay for 25man Naxx. So even though my guild isnt a hardcore raiding guild, I'd rather plow my way through content with them.

Today however, I got dragged into a ten man Ulduar. Ulduar - the place of all that's evil- wasn't too bad this run! We wiped I think a total of 6 times due to unlucky pulls, and the healers being thrown into the pot at an infortune moment (damn you, Ignis!) but the run was good. We breezed by this place, the people weren't too big of dicks and the loot was fairly distributed.

The night ended with Hodir punching my face in... over and over again. He's a jerk that way and does not like me. At all. I don't get it. All I ever did was heal others who were trying to kill me. But that's my job! It's what I'm meant to do! *sigh* if only he'd understand.

Quick List on what to bring on a PuG (as a resto druid):
1) Flask of Frost Wyrm/Mojo
2) Tender Shoveltusk Steak
3) Be prepared: you will wipe. You will run into idiots. You will cry.

Gotta run!

Littlebark