Written by | Posted August 4, 2015 – 12:22 pm The Stink Eye, Part II: You remind me of the babe

An old story, reposted here as I’m shaking the mothballs off Ankona and needed an easy way to show people a little bit about the (batshit) things she gets up to. Enjoy, and don’t be too creeped out! It really was a pretty thing, now that she got a good look at it. The polished […]

Screenshot Fun
comment 9 Written by on September 10, 2009 – 12:45 pm

I was digging around, thanks to a few comments on Twitter, for the first content patch that happened after I started playing WoW.  Turns out, that was patch 1.5, when battlegrounds and the honor system were released, Thorim Point and Revantusk were new questing areas… and when they introduced the “if you die and use the spirit healer to resurrect, you leave a skeleton behind on the ground” graphic.

It was also the patch where they implemented the ability to target  a player by clicking on their raid frame.

Which got me to thinking about CTRA, and the old addons we used to use to be able to raid successfully.  I was introduced to the game by someone that did a lot with addons, so I’ve never really played with a “fully standard” UI.  Digging through my screenshot folder produced my old raiding UI – the one I used as a hunter and then as a priest in Molten Core/BWL/Onyxia.

And so, for your lols, I thought I’d share it.  At the time I was running with a 17” flat panel monitor (not my current widescreen). Don’t laugh too hard!

click to embiggen!

Population Disparity
comment 34 Written by on September 9, 2009 – 9:50 am

When you walk through RP hubs in WoW with a FlagRSP-type addon installed, a few things probably stick out as you read people’s assorted descriptions.  There’s a lot of /emo.  There are probably a few characters of questionable integrity.  There’s probably someone with a mechanical body part or cat ears. And there are a metric ton of teenagers.


Sexy teenagers.  Flirty teenagers.  Particularly female characters, who are all on the “edge” of adulthood but have generous, quivering bosoms and ample hips and pouty lips … but are still extremely slender and muscular at the same time.

And it’s not just the female teen aged characters that have this kind of weird disconnect.  I’ve yet to run into any potbellied, balding male character that’s not played expressly as bumbling comic relief – unless, of course, he’s totally bald or shaves his head, but is amazingly virile and strong/muscular/tall.

Obviously we’re feeding into some “idealized” versions of perfection.

But WoW is a world with /magic/.  And miraculous healing.  And races of people that haven’t started aging until very recently.  Where are all the middle aged people?  Even Night Elves, who can be 10,000 years old, wouldn’t be “mature” until adulthood – not “mature” as 15 year olds. Knights from the middle ages weren’t fully knights until they were 21 or so, and that was after years of training, and that was a “bottom rung” knight. If you didn’t get yourself killed, you could expect to be an active knight for 15 years – at least!  Shouldn’t we expect the same kind of “progression” of warriors (male or female), if we’re going for believability?

Why, in a world where magic is so crucial to everyday life, can a short, scrawny, unattractive dude not be extremely powerful as a magus, and as such, be happy and successful?  Heck – with all of the magic available in WoW (mage, warlock, priest, shaman, druid) it should be the shining, epic homestead of the skinny guys.  You don’t need muscles to be an awesome magus.

In short, why are we bringing cultural stereotypes about aging and beauty into a video game?

Because it’s easier?  Maybe.

Because we want to play out fantasies of what we’d like to be, if we could magic ourselves into something else?  Maybe (though I doubt that most of those teenaged female characters are being played by women who think that being a female teenager is perfect and ideal and exactly what they want to be like).

We’re talking about FlagRSP descriptions here – things that frequently include items and features that aren’t standard to the character model, like height and build and jewelry and presence of fuzzy mechanical cat tails or whatever.  Why is it so rare to find an “older” character – or even just a middle-aged one?

Wouldn’t it be cool to play a 35 year old woman who, because of her 15+ years of experience with a broadsword, kicks ass and takes names – even though she’s also the mother of two kids under the age of 10?  Do we assume that makes her a bad mom or something, just because she’s got a job? These are adventurers – they kick ass for a living, it’s their job.  It’d make sense that they’d only get /better/ at it as they gained experience.  What if, as Scott Lynch says of his Lies of Locke Lamora series, that “opportunities for butt-kicking do not cease merely because one isn’t a beautiful teenager or a muscle-wrapped font of testosterone.”

Or has our youth-obsessed culture completely forgotten what it’s like to be 16, confused about who you are and where you’re going with your life, simultaneously invincible and unable to do anything of your own free will, and uncomfortable in your own skin? (Dunno about you guys, but being 16 kinda sucked, and I’m rather glad to be done with that phase of my life.)

If we’re OK with playing an idealized version of teenagers, who are mentally perfect adults with their “sexy,” half-developed bodies… why not play an idealized version of a 20-30 year old, who has the better figure, the better muscle structure, the better skin, the fuller voice – AND more of a life perspective?

Disclaimer:  This is something that irks me.  It might not bother you.  That’s ok, as it is how blogs work.  I’ll be actively moderating comments (though I doubt I’ll have a problem since you guys are made of awesome), so lets keep things civil.  Debate of ideas is OK – assumptions about, veiled attacks on, and criticism of individual posters and commenters is not.

*image credit RobinUtrac

comment 2 Written by on September 8, 2009 – 12:20 pm

Fully completed post on developing an accent for RP.

Eaten by a power surge.  And my recovery tool isn’t finding it – not even the half of it I had saved.  I’ll finish this sometime when I’m not quite so frustrated.  See you guys tomorrow.

Meet Anzefi!
comment 1 Written by on September 4, 2009 – 11:07 am

As was suggested yesterday in the comments, I ended up creating characterizations for both a Forsaken Priest and a Troll Priest.  I ran into some trouble with the Forsaken one, since I’ve put so much time into Aely, not having that character end up drawing from too much similar experience – I didn’t want to end up with two “clone”-y characters, or a derivative one.  (So something like a “what if” Aely wasn’t working either).

When I started digging around for Troll ideas, though, I hit the jackpot.  So here she is!


Her name is Anzefi (she doesn’t have a last name), and she’s a Darkspear Troll (duh).  Relatively slight… ok slight for a Troll… she’s somewhat unassuming looking (aside from the huge teal mohawk), but has a particular love of really bright colored clothing.  She’s spent some time studying with the priests of the Zandalari, and as such is a firm believer in the Loa and has some skill in voodoo.  She works particularly with water and ocean Loa  – who, according to superstition – are both creative and judgmental, granters of wishes and second chances, but with a fickle temper (much like any ocean spirit would be, really).

Walking the fine line between healing and hexing, she’s not afraid to look into the future – and she’s not so bad at interpreting omens either (though she’s had a few … uh… miscalls in that area in the past).  If you asked her to tell your future, she’d do so with a set of shells, or by scrying into a bowl of water.

She’s also quite terrified of bugs.

I’m super excited and spent most of last night exploring around places I’d not yet been in game (namely Northrend Horde towns!).  She also brought with her a set of Heirloom leather XP shoulders for Anaje, which should help HER out as well.  Hooray!

The Stink Eye, Part II: You remind me of the babe

August 4, 2015 – 12:22 pm

An old story, reposted here as I’m shaking the mothballs off Ankona and needed an easy way to show people a little bit about the (batshit) things she gets up to. Enjoy, and don’t be too creeped out!

It really …

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