Legacy of Oblivion

Without fail, the LoO year is ending with a fizzle. Fear not, we tend to do this every year. We’re a casual guild and things get busy around the holidays! While some of us have legitimate excuses for being away from the game, other excuses are a little more questionable.

It’s always better to end on a big bang, rather than just two small bumps in the road. Of course, the only ones who disagree with that are those who were treated to Rachel Ray’s second wardrobe malfunction this year.

See what I did there?

However, as we look back over the year, we’ve learned some interesting things about each other that have brought us closer…

…some of us farther…

…and some of us really learned how to get behind one another.

Just recently, we attempted Kara. It started off really well.

I don’t understand why Matelda’s watching, but whatever. Mat likes to watch, but it’s cool. It takes all kinds to make a world. LoOnies are an accepting group, and when it’s your time to come out, we will embrace it with you.

Anyway, after that it was pretty much all downhill and we spent the rest of the night being teabagged by Moroes. And worse.

The good news is that it can only get better. Or maybe just stay the same. But it definitely can’t get any worse.

Or maybe it can. Let’s hope for the best though, shall we?

In other news , Matelda is now being referred to as girl names because of Zug’s newfound love of the tv show, Scrubs.

Additionally, his guild note will still change like a revolving door, so be on your toes.

So, when addressing Mat, please plan accordingly.

In other news, I’m up to my same old assholery. This time, it wasn’t intentional, I swear. Let me explain.

There was a group scheduled to run Delinia and Naudria through Old Hillsbrad that I had signed up for. On the night of the group, I log in and hit the wind rider from Orgrimmar. Once I’m flying over Thousand Needles, I get a random whisper.

I don’t know this dude, and I don’t know why he’s talking to me. But what immediately springs to mind is that someone is screwing with me. The first person I think of is Thundrax because the dude’s name is Jeffreytroll, although I also knew that if Thundrax wanted to screw with me, he wouldn’t make a toon that had his own name in it. Either way, I’m convinced this is someone I know so I respond in my usual manner.

As you can see, I ran a /who and saw that he was some noob in some retarded guild who was questing in Thousand Needles. Maybe he saw me flying overhead and decided to send me a whisper. Maybe not.

With a response like that, I was absolutely convinced someone was screwing with me. I play along.

Although it was getting really annoying.

Okay, now I’m starting to have doubts. And I’m starting to sort of feel like an asshole, but I’m still not convinced. This could still be someone I know. Zug would totally do this to me.

With responses like this? Come on. Either way, the constant questioning is really beginning to annoy me and I will do anything just to get him to shut up and leave me alone.

Yeah, good luck with that hell in a handbasket quest, freak of whom I am convinced is someone I know. Sounds like a fun time.

And then he actually went to Ashenvale. Some noob, who I thought was someone screwing with me, went to Ashenvale to do an imaginary hell in a handbasket quest that I flippantly mentioned.

Yes, I am officially an asshole. If Santa leaves coal in my stocking this year, I will have deserved it for what gaming trauma I have inflicted on this kid, who probably really was 10 years old. I’m sorry, noob, whoever you were.

Who would have thought anyone would be so persistent about doing quests?

Except Koryn, who would probably love my hell in a handbasket quest. Gotta go to Ashenvale, though. Good luck finding that NPC.

Before I sign off, I want to wish you all a very happy holiday and a LoOny new year (wonk wonk wonk).

And now, for your moment of Zug.

Today, we recognize the birthday of one of our officers: Arcadi.

Today we pay homage to all that he contributes to LoO and his many, many fine qualities - so many that it would be impossible to list them all!

But I’ll give it a try.

First of all, Arcadi is a master of grammar. If you make a mistake, he’s always there to help correct your error politely.

Or perhaps this wasn’t an error at all, and “A. Lumberjack” happens to be the name of Arcadi’s penis? How Koryn would know this private information, I’m not sure and, to be perfectly honest, I don’t think I want to know.

Although Arcadi is listed as “Officer” and not “Raid Leader,” he is still involved in the process of leading the LoO crew to victory. His leadership skills are appalling awesome and reflect a psycho thinking outside of the box.

See? He’s also supportive of your personal accomplishments.

He’s also quite charming.

Nor is he afraid to make sacrifices for what he believes is right.

Especially if you’re the one he must sacrifice. That’s just the kind of guy he is. Nerves of steel, I tell you. And his mind? Like a trap! If you happen to forget anything, never fear, Arcadi is here to remember those fine details for you.

While he does all this, he’s stylish about it, too.

Because of all this, the guys and gals are a-flockin’ to him for some good ol’ Arcadi-lovin’!

Well, mostly just Cato. And how could Cato resist Arcadi’s charms? He’s sensitive and strong, and always willing to share his feelings. It’s his personal mission to make sure everyone else is also able to share their thoughts and feelings, too, by laying the truth out on the table for all. Can you handle the truth?

I can’t.

Happy Birthday!