As you can see from my RSS feed, I have been busy raiding 10-man Trial of the Crusader.
I leave you with an addicting gay game with a simple but not so gay game play.
Robot Unicorn Attack
Her Imperial Majesty
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Robot Unicorn Attack
Greetings my loyal subjects!
As you can see from my RSS feed, I have been busy raiding 10-man Trial of the Crusader.
I leave you with an addicting gay game with a simple but not so gay game play.
Robot Unicorn Attack
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
As you can see from my RSS feed, I have been busy raiding 10-man Trial of the Crusader.
I leave you with an addicting gay game with a simple but not so gay game play.
Robot Unicorn Attack
Her Imperial Majesty
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Rohan vs World of Warcraft
Greetings my loyal subjects!
I was cleaning out my hard drive recently because I realized that I'm almost out of memory space due to my lappy being filled with Battlestar Galactica episodes. While looking for old files to delete, I found this.
That is a screen shot of my priest in Rohan, riding a horse. She is wearing that costume you get as a prize for winning Township Battles.
This is a screen shot of my priest in World of Warcraft, riding a horse.
See, I love World of Warcraft. I love the game design, I love the content, and the community is so much better than what I was accustomed to. But I hate, hate, hate the sprite costumes! I'm wearing a tier 9 set, and I look like I'm wrapped in a garbage bag!
Rohan isn't a bad game either, and I continued to level my priest because the higher level sets are always prettier than the last.
But oh well, at least World of Warcraft isn't riddled with bots and hacks ^_^
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
I was cleaning out my hard drive recently because I realized that I'm almost out of memory space due to my lappy being filled with Battlestar Galactica episodes. While looking for old files to delete, I found this.
That is a screen shot of my priest in Rohan, riding a horse. She is wearing that costume you get as a prize for winning Township Battles.
This is a screen shot of my priest in World of Warcraft, riding a horse.
See, I love World of Warcraft. I love the game design, I love the content, and the community is so much better than what I was accustomed to. But I hate, hate, hate the sprite costumes! I'm wearing a tier 9 set, and I look like I'm wrapped in a garbage bag!
Rohan isn't a bad game either, and I continued to level my priest because the higher level sets are always prettier than the last.
But oh well, at least World of Warcraft isn't riddled with bots and hacks ^_^
Her Imperial Majesty
Friday, March 12, 2010
Achievements
Greetings my loyal subjects!
As you may have noticed, I have recently added an RSS feed to the Imperial Blog that indicates my latest World of Warcraft activities and achievements. I do not want to admit that I am actually proud of these achievements. Sadly, I am T_T
Anyway, I was just wondering. What if there is a shiny banner that pops up above our heads whenever we do a real life achievement, like getting promoted or losing weight?
Or finally learning a new skill in a sport?
Fine, I still can't do a change foot spin to save my life, but I was able to do four of them tonight (out of a bazillion attempts). Well, it was really just me spinning on one foot then changing feet then doing two spins before changing back, but the point is, I was still spinning.
I am SO going to skate all weekend. Geeky board games and online games be damned ^,..,^
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
As you may have noticed, I have recently added an RSS feed to the Imperial Blog that indicates my latest World of Warcraft activities and achievements. I do not want to admit that I am actually proud of these achievements. Sadly, I am T_T
Anyway, I was just wondering. What if there is a shiny banner that pops up above our heads whenever we do a real life achievement, like getting promoted or losing weight?
Or finally learning a new skill in a sport?
Fine, I still can't do a change foot spin to save my life, but I was able to do four of them tonight (out of a bazillion attempts). Well, it was really just me spinning on one foot then changing feet then doing two spins before changing back, but the point is, I was still spinning.
I am SO going to skate all weekend. Geeky board games and online games be damned ^,..,^
Her Imperial Majesty
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Latest Imperial Facebook Adventures
Greetings my loyal subjects!
Since tonight is do-stuff-other-than-play-WoW night (aka server maintenance), I once again did my favorite do-stuff-other-than-play-WoW night activity: checking my Facebook. I got a couple of friend requests, a new uploaded photo, and messed around with the games a bit.
This image was uploaded by one of my former co-workers. Yes, there is a story behind this. See, this particular group of friends I belonged to was one of the craziest group of people in the company. Heck, we were the ones who founded the Drinkers of the Coffee of the Coffee Club Club. Almost all of us have left the company since.
Anyway, one summer, the company was planning its yearly summer outing, complete with parlor games, team-building activities, and general ass-kissing to the bosses. Since we hated the summer outing the year before, my friends and I decided to escape this boredom. And because we were actually bored in the office one day, one of them actually looked for a map of the resort we were going to and drew up an "escape plan". And sent the plan out to our company emails.
Anyway.
The plan was simple. While everyone was busy participating in the ass-kissing activities, we were to sneak out of the area, follow the red lines on the map, and spend the day playing mini-golf instead. Now I don't know if this plan ever worked, because I came up with my own escape plan. I called in sick on the day of the summer outing ^,..,^
Ah, good times ^_^ The one fun thing you don't get to do when you're a freelancer is to bullshit the boss and the company policies ^_^
Before I leave you, my loyal subjects, here is something I saw in the cash shop of King of Kung Fu on Facebook.
Seriously, WTH?
(And it didn't help my WoW withdrawal pains either.)
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
Since tonight is do-stuff-other-than-play-WoW night (aka server maintenance), I once again did my favorite do-stuff-other-than-play-WoW night activity: checking my Facebook. I got a couple of friend requests, a new uploaded photo, and messed around with the games a bit.
This image was uploaded by one of my former co-workers. Yes, there is a story behind this. See, this particular group of friends I belonged to was one of the craziest group of people in the company. Heck, we were the ones who founded the Drinkers of the Coffee of the Coffee Club Club. Almost all of us have left the company since.
Anyway, one summer, the company was planning its yearly summer outing, complete with parlor games, team-building activities, and general ass-kissing to the bosses. Since we hated the summer outing the year before, my friends and I decided to escape this boredom. And because we were actually bored in the office one day, one of them actually looked for a map of the resort we were going to and drew up an "escape plan". And sent the plan out to our company emails.
Anyway.
The plan was simple. While everyone was busy participating in the ass-kissing activities, we were to sneak out of the area, follow the red lines on the map, and spend the day playing mini-golf instead. Now I don't know if this plan ever worked, because I came up with my own escape plan. I called in sick on the day of the summer outing ^,..,^
Ah, good times ^_^ The one fun thing you don't get to do when you're a freelancer is to bullshit the boss and the company policies ^_^
Before I leave you, my loyal subjects, here is something I saw in the cash shop of King of Kung Fu on Facebook.
Seriously, WTH?
(And it didn't help my WoW withdrawal pains either.)
Her Imperial Majesty
Saturday, March 6, 2010
The Imperial Consort Is Alive \o/
Greetings my loyal subjects!
This is just to inform the general public that the Imperial Consort is, indeed, alive and recovering.
The Imperial Court and I visited him in the hospital where he had just undergone surgery. I was happy to see him doing well and was even happier to feed him his dinner ^_^
"Now be a good boy and eat your yucky vegetables. They're so yucky, I don't even know what they are... Open wide!"
He ate them all anyway ^_^
Not to worry, the Imperial Consort is still more than capable of helping me raise the future Imperial Heir ^_^
This is just to inform the general public that the Imperial Consort is, indeed, alive and recovering.
The Imperial Court and I visited him in the hospital where he had just undergone surgery. I was happy to see him doing well and was even happier to feed him his dinner ^_^
"Now be a good boy and eat your yucky vegetables. They're so yucky, I don't even know what they are... Open wide!"
He ate them all anyway ^_^
Not to worry, the Imperial Consort is still more than capable of helping me raise the future Imperial Heir ^_^
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
Friday, March 5, 2010
Yet Another Weekend Report
Greetings my loyal subjects!
Since I have nothing else to blog about, I'm going to tell you, my loyal subjects, about my weekend.
Last Friday night, the Imperial Court gathered in the Imperial Ambassador's palace to talk and have dinner. The Ambassador's seven-year-old brother was there to entertain us as well. After some time, I asked where the trash can is because I needed to throw away a used tissue paper. The Ambassador's brother was kind enough to show me.
So the boy led me to the kitchen. Two seconds later, an imperial shriek shook the entire palace.
Yes, two seconds alone with the Imperial Ambassador's little brother produced a shriek from the Empress T_T He is a monster T_T
Anyway, the night continued with the boy still entertaining us with his disturbing stories. After the Imperial Ambassador finally ordered him to go to bed, I turned to the Imperial Consort and said,
"Let's make a baby GIRL! A BABY GIRL!!!"
The following day, the Imperial Court gathered in the Imperial Consort's palace for our weekend gaming fix. They played Dungeons and Dragons, Exalted, and the Battlestar Galactica boardgame. I spent the entire day playing Monopoly Cards because it was the first time I ever saw that game and I enjoyed ruthlessly stealing the Imperial Court's properties (that heads of states normally do, anyway).
Other than the fact that I got my ass kicked by a worm on Sunday night, it was a fun weekend anyway ^_^
Since I have nothing else to blog about, I'm going to tell you, my loyal subjects, about my weekend.
Last Friday night, the Imperial Court gathered in the Imperial Ambassador's palace to talk and have dinner. The Ambassador's seven-year-old brother was there to entertain us as well. After some time, I asked where the trash can is because I needed to throw away a used tissue paper. The Ambassador's brother was kind enough to show me.
So the boy led me to the kitchen. Two seconds later, an imperial shriek shook the entire palace.
Yes, two seconds alone with the Imperial Ambassador's little brother produced a shriek from the Empress T_T He is a monster T_T
Anyway, the night continued with the boy still entertaining us with his disturbing stories. After the Imperial Ambassador finally ordered him to go to bed, I turned to the Imperial Consort and said,
"Let's make a baby GIRL! A BABY GIRL!!!"
The following day, the Imperial Court gathered in the Imperial Consort's palace for our weekend gaming fix. They played Dungeons and Dragons, Exalted, and the Battlestar Galactica boardgame. I spent the entire day playing Monopoly Cards because it was the first time I ever saw that game and I enjoyed ruthlessly stealing the Imperial Court's properties (that heads of states normally do, anyway).
Other than the fact that I got my ass kicked by a worm on Sunday night, it was a fun weekend anyway ^_^
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Omen
Greetings my loyal subjects!
(The following post may need minimal World of Warcraft raid experience to appreciate. I order you all to read it anyway.)
Full moon + PMS = an emo Empress.
Real world holidays and celebrations have their counterparts in World of Warcraft. The Lunar New Year was no exception. To celebrate the Lunar Festival, as it is called in WoW, one of the quests that adventurers are asked to do is to defeat Omen, a two-headed dog beast thing.
Last Sunday, some allies decided to do just that. I tagged along because, as a priestess, it would be impossible to defeat Omen all by myself. I mean, what do I expect to do, heal him to death?
Anyway, we gathered in Moonglade and formed our raid group. I was surprised when they placed me in a group with a single hunter. I mean, shouldn't I be in the same group as the main tank? Who is the main tank, anyway?
Then the raid leader announced that his pet, a giant worm thing, will be the main tank. Despite the fact that I really should be in the same group as the main tank, or rather, the main tank's owner, I thought, "Hey, I'm epic enough to handle this. I can heal the main tank without having to group with him." So I set focus on the worm then flipped my hair.
Moments before they summoned Omen, an Imperial Ally sent me a private message. "LOL. You're going to heal all by yourself."
I panicked. I thought the Head Imperial Chambermaid would be healing as well, as raid heals while I take MT heals as per our usual set up. Which is why I didn't mind being in a group with a single hunter too much. But it turned out that the Head Imperial Chambermaid was going to do DPS as well.
A dark thought descended upon me. "These people are plotting to discredit my Imperial Epicness! They're deliberately setting me up for failure! This cannot be! Nuuuuuuuu!"
I begged the Imperial Ally to please place me in the same group as the worm's owner. Thankfully, they complied.
So they summoned Omen, the worm tanked, or at least I hoped it did. I don't recall seeing it get damaged, unless my Power Word: Shield is epic enough to prevent that, though the melee DPS were all getting heavy damage, and my Prayer of Mending wasn't bouncing... Anyway, I got hit by a terrible lag spike just as the worm's owner got disconnected. One of the Imperial Slaves died as a result, but we were able to defeat Omen anyway.
So we successfully finished the quest. And no one said anything. We just turned in the quest, people thanked the group for the raid, and that was that. I mean, I'm not a complement whore, its just that usually people would thank me for a decent job. And I just healed a 12-man raid when I'm a Discipline Priest and the main tank is a worm. But really, I didn't mind.
What I did mind was when somebody commented on how imba that worm was. My Imperial Martyrdom couldn't handle it so I ended up kicking the Imperial Dog while screaming, "WHAT THE FRAK? THAT WORM DIDN'T DO SHIT! BUT NOW THAT WORM IS BEING HAILED AS A HERO WHILE I'M BEING TREATED LIKE SOME FART THAT EVERYONE REFUSES TO ACKNOWLEDGE!!!"
Anyway ^_^
What did I expect? There are only two kinds of people who would appreciate my healing, anyway.
1) People who are also healers.
2) People who also have Discipline Priests.
3) People who I will imperially strangle if they don't (i.e, the Imperial Ambassador)
(Yes, all three of them are really just two, so wrap your mortal minds around that.)
Moral of the story: There is an unappreciated priestess behind every imba worm.
Q_Q
Grovel before me, worm!
Q_Q
(The following post may need minimal World of Warcraft raid experience to appreciate. I order you all to read it anyway.)
Full moon + PMS = an emo Empress.
Real world holidays and celebrations have their counterparts in World of Warcraft. The Lunar New Year was no exception. To celebrate the Lunar Festival, as it is called in WoW, one of the quests that adventurers are asked to do is to defeat Omen, a two-headed dog beast thing.
Last Sunday, some allies decided to do just that. I tagged along because, as a priestess, it would be impossible to defeat Omen all by myself. I mean, what do I expect to do, heal him to death?
Anyway, we gathered in Moonglade and formed our raid group. I was surprised when they placed me in a group with a single hunter. I mean, shouldn't I be in the same group as the main tank? Who is the main tank, anyway?
Then the raid leader announced that his pet, a giant worm thing, will be the main tank. Despite the fact that I really should be in the same group as the main tank, or rather, the main tank's owner, I thought, "Hey, I'm epic enough to handle this. I can heal the main tank without having to group with him." So I set focus on the worm then flipped my hair.
Moments before they summoned Omen, an Imperial Ally sent me a private message. "LOL. You're going to heal all by yourself."
I panicked. I thought the Head Imperial Chambermaid would be healing as well, as raid heals while I take MT heals as per our usual set up. Which is why I didn't mind being in a group with a single hunter too much. But it turned out that the Head Imperial Chambermaid was going to do DPS as well.
A dark thought descended upon me. "These people are plotting to discredit my Imperial Epicness! They're deliberately setting me up for failure! This cannot be! Nuuuuuuuu!"
I begged the Imperial Ally to please place me in the same group as the worm's owner. Thankfully, they complied.
So they summoned Omen, the worm tanked, or at least I hoped it did. I don't recall seeing it get damaged, unless my Power Word: Shield is epic enough to prevent that, though the melee DPS were all getting heavy damage, and my Prayer of Mending wasn't bouncing... Anyway, I got hit by a terrible lag spike just as the worm's owner got disconnected. One of the Imperial Slaves died as a result, but we were able to defeat Omen anyway.
So we successfully finished the quest. And no one said anything. We just turned in the quest, people thanked the group for the raid, and that was that. I mean, I'm not a complement whore, its just that usually people would thank me for a decent job. And I just healed a 12-man raid when I'm a Discipline Priest and the main tank is a worm. But really, I didn't mind.
What I did mind was when somebody commented on how imba that worm was. My Imperial Martyrdom couldn't handle it so I ended up kicking the Imperial Dog while screaming, "WHAT THE FRAK? THAT WORM DIDN'T DO SHIT! BUT NOW THAT WORM IS BEING HAILED AS A HERO WHILE I'M BEING TREATED LIKE SOME FART THAT EVERYONE REFUSES TO ACKNOWLEDGE!!!"
Anyway ^_^
What did I expect? There are only two kinds of people who would appreciate my healing, anyway.
1) People who are also healers.
2) People who also have Discipline Priests.
3) People who I will imperially strangle if they don't (i.e, the Imperial Ambassador)
(Yes, all three of them are really just two, so wrap your mortal minds around that.)
Moral of the story: There is an unappreciated priestess behind every imba worm.
Q_Q
Grovel before me, worm!
Q_Q
Signed,
Her Imperial Majesty
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