Recently, particularly whilst I was imprisoned in that hospital, I felt an old temptation. A temptation I haven’t felt since… *dramatic music starts and I look into the middle distance at nothing, cos I’m so damn full of mystery*
I want to play World of Warcraft again; I know, I know, bring on the groans and the vague sense of disgust. You see, I never really got into it when I was younger; oh sure, I enjoyed playing it occasionally, but it never stabbed its little claws into my breast as I saw it do other people, and I spent half the time debating with a few human characters as to the legitimacy of an invasion, with them saying the Horde ‘stole’ territory and us big, burly Night Elf warriors claiming that they took it by strength of arms and that they had the right to hold it until we could take it back.
I’m sure Ayn Rand would have been very proud of me.
But, anyway, I never got past level 30, and I preferred Civilisation, Total War and Freedom Fighters to WoW so I played them more.
Because, of course, I’m still unemployed and still living off of a mixture of my parents’ charity and what miniscule income my eBooks have brought me (they’ve paid for a Guinness or two, so I can’t really complain, I know I’m in a much better position than a lot of people my age), so I’m going to use the free trial which may only get me to level twenty, but I can’t really see myself becoming as hooked on the game as a lot of people seem to. MMO’s never really do hold my attention for long.
So, yeah, I’m going to give Wow a try, so expect a Ramblings On… on it sometime soon; as well as a few more parts of that State of Decay thing and possibly even a sneaky preview of this much, much longer piece I’ve been working; possibly even a novel-length piece by this point!