Being a cleric sucks.
I'm sick and tired of playing an hour at a time, desperately needing both cash and experience, and not being able to find anything I can do in that short amount of time for either.
I'm level 50. No AA's until 51, no GMing brewing, so everything else I have to work on is either costly or takes more time than... an hour.
I'm tired of being told that I'm unreasonably demanding for expecting to be treated in a fair and courteous manner; to have my guildmates and groupmates restrain themselves from personal comments, and after being asked, to quit telling me the minutiae of how to play my character. I do think that possibly by level 50 I might have learned to sit down and med, or to heal someone when they need it. And no, I don't think it's rude to respond to "Heal plz" with "Tank plz."
Tonight I got called a racist, and then told I must be a Mexican because I objected to the term (the context was mentioning that I, a dark elf, am not on friendly terms with high elves). Tonight I offered a corpse drag and rez to a level 13 enchantress who got killed in Crushbone and couldn't find anyone to help her out. The response to my offer was "What %?" (I don't /anon or /role.) Tonight someone that I consider a friend told me he'd group with me, I mentioned that I had an hour and a half before time to leave for work, and he said "Sure, hang on a few"... 15 minutes before time to go, I asked him and he said he'd been busy.
I'm tired of being called a nag, a female dog, of being told I'm jumping down someone's throat when I tell them what they say isn't very nice; I'm tired of children being excused by their guild leaders from knowing the meaning and usage of the words "please" and "thank you."
At the current rate, it would take me approximately two months to get to level 51, and then more time on top of that to get the AA's I need to start brewing again. I've been playing for 18 months now, and leveling slow is fine, but this is... too much.
I give up. I just give up. With about ten exceptions, I hate every single person that plays the game with a passion third only to heady kiolas and picnic baskets (and you ten folks, I merely mildly dislike, right now), I hate the gimme-gimme attitude, I hate being a serious player with a casual-player time allotment. I hate my character, I hate everything she does and the way she does it. I hate losing experience and plat every day, I hate trying to fight for a spot in the bazaar every night. I hate it ALL.
No, wait. HERE is how BAD IT REALLY IS.
Today's thought: Druids are actually kind of cool. They take you to their bodies when they want a rez. That's nice of them.
I like druids. Innoruuk must be horrified.
See y'all on the flip side,
Nhinx Aphsion, (retired) Cleric of Innoruuk, awaiting the lightning bolt
I'm sick and tired of playing an hour at a time, desperately needing both cash and experience, and not being able to find anything I can do in that short amount of time for either.
I'm level 50. No AA's until 51, no GMing brewing, so everything else I have to work on is either costly or takes more time than... an hour.
I'm tired of being told that I'm unreasonably demanding for expecting to be treated in a fair and courteous manner; to have my guildmates and groupmates restrain themselves from personal comments, and after being asked, to quit telling me the minutiae of how to play my character. I do think that possibly by level 50 I might have learned to sit down and med, or to heal someone when they need it. And no, I don't think it's rude to respond to "Heal plz" with "Tank plz."
Tonight I got called a racist, and then told I must be a Mexican because I objected to the term (the context was mentioning that I, a dark elf, am not on friendly terms with high elves). Tonight I offered a corpse drag and rez to a level 13 enchantress who got killed in Crushbone and couldn't find anyone to help her out. The response to my offer was "What %?" (I don't /anon or /role.) Tonight someone that I consider a friend told me he'd group with me, I mentioned that I had an hour and a half before time to leave for work, and he said "Sure, hang on a few"... 15 minutes before time to go, I asked him and he said he'd been busy.
I'm tired of being called a nag, a female dog, of being told I'm jumping down someone's throat when I tell them what they say isn't very nice; I'm tired of children being excused by their guild leaders from knowing the meaning and usage of the words "please" and "thank you."
At the current rate, it would take me approximately two months to get to level 51, and then more time on top of that to get the AA's I need to start brewing again. I've been playing for 18 months now, and leveling slow is fine, but this is... too much.
I give up. I just give up. With about ten exceptions, I hate every single person that plays the game with a passion third only to heady kiolas and picnic baskets (and you ten folks, I merely mildly dislike, right now), I hate the gimme-gimme attitude, I hate being a serious player with a casual-player time allotment. I hate my character, I hate everything she does and the way she does it. I hate losing experience and plat every day, I hate trying to fight for a spot in the bazaar every night. I hate it ALL.
No, wait. HERE is how BAD IT REALLY IS.
Today's thought: Druids are actually kind of cool. They take you to their bodies when they want a rez. That's nice of them.
I like druids. Innoruuk must be horrified.
See y'all on the flip side,
Nhinx Aphsion, (retired) Cleric of Innoruuk, awaiting the lightning bolt
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