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Hello everyone, I wrote this wall of text a couple of years ago when the whole Nostalrius drama happened. I've shared it in the Wow subreddit and since Vanilla is coming back again and this subreddit exists I thought that some of you might want a piece of nostalgia, I must warn you, it's pretty long. If you just want to read the Vanilla part, I'm sure it'll bring a smile to your face but if you want to know how my "Vanilla Goals" story ended, you have to read more.
Background
It all started in '05, I was attending university, playing Counter-strike 1.6 at a pretty high level and one of my clan mates played like shit in a tournament we've been preparing for quite some time. He wasn't as motivated as before since our clan was going through a rough patch. The 5 of us were friends and lived together in one big apartment since we were attending the same university. We had been successful for about two years and we were picked up by a famous national brand for sponsorship which eventually granted us a couple of exhibition matches against the world's best CS team at the time, the Swedish powerhouse SK. Despite all that success the pressure was getting to us and there were some tensions between some of us which started to mess up with our friendship.
Me and a couple of clan mates were on the verge of quitting the team because it wasn't fun anymore, it became a job. The reason my mate played like shit in that tournament was because he had pulled an allnighter playing Wow. Being former WC3 players of course we had already heard about it but he was actually the first to play it in our group. He was in complete awe when giving us his first impressions. He described the first hours of his game as an act of repetitive boar and wolf killing and for him it was an awesome experience so we had to try it out. Fast forward one week, we talked to our sponsor, abandoned the team and 3 of us left CS for good as we were pretty burned out.
Vanilla
I bought the game and since I had no laptop available that night I went home and read through the whole booklet, deciding that I wanted to be a warlock because of the demons, being ranged and the combination of shadow and fire spells. When we started leveling up, we were 8, all IRL friends. We picked alliance because our mate that played first was a night elf druid. None of us had actually played an MMO before so our levelling experience was diverse, noobish and extremely fun.
We spent hours dueling and exploring the first day. The world felt alive, you walked the roads and met people everywhere. The first time we stepped inside Stormwind and the soundtrack kicked in it was epic, still can remember the chills. The city was full of people and i struggled with the concept of all those characters jumping around being players and not NPCs, as I said, I was new to MMOs. There was a cool guy giving away some gold so people could create their guilds so we created a guild with all our IRL friends in it.
The first time we've met an horde player, we were leveling in Elwynn, killing murlocs for a quest. A high level tauren showed up in a kodo and spammed some emotes, we were all trying to figure out what to do because he was a yellow target since we were on Alliance turf, until one of my friends said: "C'mon, we're 4, he's just one, let's get him!" and attacked him, the tauren laughed, dismounted, equipped a fishing rod and proceeded to beat the living shit out of my friend. One of us reached 15 days /played on the first month based on a Cola, cofee and pizza diet. He was on another level when it came to being addicted to the game, he sometimes slept on his chair while playing and then he woke up and kept playing right away.
As the weeks went by, more friends joined us. One of those friends that started late picked a Nelf Hunter and wanted to level up with us but since we were all Humans or Dwarves and our Nelf Druid friend was already 30ish so he entered the boat in Darkshore and tried to come from Menethil to Stormwind at level 11. At first he tried swimming but he eventually gave up so he tried to use the roads. As you might be thinking, it didn't go well. When he was all red and after hours of corpse running he met a level 50 guy who kindly escorted him to Redridge where we were expecting him.
We were completely immersed in the world, it was such a new experience at the time. We quested a lot but also leveled together in instances and more IRL friends joined us, when the first of us reached 60 we were around 15 guys playing, most of the time together at our place where we had a huge living room with 3 dinner tables aligned to give a LAN house feeling. Our internet connection was pretty good at the time since we needed it before for CS training. If you wanted to play at our place you just needed to bring your own laptop. In those few months in '05 there was always at least one guy logged in, morning, afternoon or night, you name it. Sometimes we were 10 or 11 at the same time. It was by this time that I started seeing chars fully epic in IF and thinking that I wanted to have the same gear. There was a priest, vastly known in our server that always stood on top of the wagon on the right side of the bank in IF, he had the best gear in slot before BWL came out and everyone stopped by the wagon, "his throne", to inspect and sort of worship him. It was at that moment that my competitive self decided that someday that his wagon would be "mine".
When we reached level 60 we started farming the instances to get tier 0 so we could get into a MC raiding guild. After a few days we did it and got into a full national guild. The first time we've stepped inside MC I was nervous as fuck, 40 people inside, i couldn't mess it up so i was ultra focused. I wasn't really prepared for the shit fest i had joined. The guild was stuck on Magmadar for some time and our introduction to raiding were some weeks wiping on the dogs before him because people couldn't understand the concept of focus DPS and everyone shouted on ventrillo. It was an epic mess, there were some guys trolling for sure, namely some hunters pulling the imps or extra dog packs but quite frankly nobody could tell who was doing it. It was a shit fest.
I am a goal driven person so Wow was the perfect game for me. By that time I was already focused on my first major goal in the game, getting Headmaster's Charge from Scholo, THE Warlock Staff. During one of my many, many Scholo runs, a random guy congratulated me on my performance and told me that his guild was missing a few players to start raiding and they needed a warlock. He scheduled an extremely RPish meeting the next day at the inn in IF. We went to the top floor where he traded me a beer, told me to sit down and invited me to their ventrillo server. There were the raid leader, the guild master and one of the warlocks. They asked me some questions about schedule availability, gaming experience and the raid leader asked me a question that I still remember today: "If I place you in the MT group, what's your main role in the raid?", to which I promptly answered: "Move my imp always close to the MT so he doesn't lose Blood Pact." They told me that most of the warlocks they had talked to before replied: "Dealing max damage as in any other group" and they were disappointed by that, so I had an extra point for my answer. I knew my class wasn't top DPS at that time and we had several utilities so we were like a support class. I got recruited and through me 2 of my friends were also recruited, a resto druid, the only druid spec that raided at 60, and a dwarf priest, highly rare and valuable because of fear ward.
We left our friends in the full national guild and the 3 of us moved to this new international guild and quickly found out that they were aiming to be pretty hardcore and competitive from the start. The guild had less than 50 members so almost perfect raid attendance was expected. We had the 40 men raids from Monday to Friday, 5 hours each day with extra hours if we were close to a fresh kill. Saturday was for ZG but it was optional and Sunday was day off. We had players from all around Europe but the core was nordic. Something that surprised me at the time was that we had 7/8 girls in our roster. Our raids were pretty serious yet chill at the same time, no rage of loot tension, we tried to be highly coordinated following orders and everyone did their job. A remarkable detail was that nobody was obsessed with any meter.
As far as I recall, we were the first guild in our server where holy palas wore leather and cloth, which later became a trend. We took Onyxia down on the first night and we cleared MC until Majordomo on the second night, we had some undergeared OTs so we only took him down after 2 weeks of gear farming. We took Ragnaros down on the first night also, epic ventrillo moment. We later got into BWL. Razorgore was chaotic to say the least and Vael was stressful as fuck. The suppression room was a Hellfire or /follow fest. Broodlord was smooth and we were on the top 5 of our server in progression ranking at Firemaw. Our server was highly popular and had high queues, more than 1500 if you queued between 6 and 7 PM, also truckloads of lag spikes and random mass disconnects. The server also went down at random time. The guild decided to migrate to a new server because it was really messing up our progression. I had to make a decision, follow my guild and keep raiding hardcore to be the best or staying with my IRL friends and rejoin their casual guild who was still stuck in MC. After some drunk discussions, me, the druid and the priest decided to stay and we rejoined the rest of our friends.
I quickly found out that their guild hadn't changed much and it was nowhere near the level of coordination that I was now used to but I tried to get over it as I was having fun raiding with my friends. I recall farming a lot of stuff, mainly bandages, to the AQ opening event and followed the discussions on the official server forums as the big shots decided who was going to open the gates. Unfortunately, it was impossible to attend the event with my char as Silithus was flooded with players and the world server crashed constantly. It felt pretty unique though.
I returned to my Headmaster's Charge farm and set my sight on my second target, getting the Rivendare mount from Strat. It was extremely rare and in my opinion looked awesome on a warlock. So my non-raiding time was spent leveling my beloved resto druid alt, farming scholo and strat, farming herbs which was extremely profitable since I was also an alchemist and just wandering around trying to get some World PvP action. (Fuck Yeah, Drakedog videos) It was by this time that we started a traditional event that lasted for years. Whenever our server was down, which happened a lot, we created fresh level 1 humans on a new server and had a race from Northshire Abbey to Booty Bay, whoever finished first would get a free beer from each of the losers. Imagine 12 or 13 level 1s running through STV, dodging Horde players, Crocs, Gorillas, Stealth Panthers and Raptors.
After months stuck on Majordomo, the guild got rid of some deadweight and we sailed smoothly through Ragnaros and then BWL. Since I had full tier 1 and some tier 2 from my previous guild, I was the warlock with more DKPs and I quickly got 7/8 tier 2, missing the shoulders. We cleared BWL every week for more than 6 months and the shoulders never dropped. NOT A SINGLE TIME. I even sent tickets to a GM saying that our loot table was bugged because as far as the Allakhazan site stated, they had a freaking 21% drop chance and we hadn't got any in more than 6 months. I remember the GM just replied that it was pure bad luck and even made fun of me, cool guy. During that time, the guild evolved, some lousy players left, some good players joined and we fought through both AQs and downed C'Thun. The first time we killed him there were 5 people alive, it was really stressful. After that, we even cleared the Spider Wing and Razuvius on the original Naxx. By this time I was already standing tall on the top of the wagon in IF, sometimes alone, sometimes sharing "the throne". I had a mix of tier 2, the AQ set and even a tier 3 piece so I had worked my ass off for that privilege. Our server population was through the roof as the game was getting insanely popular. One day a mage friend asked me to meet his fresh 60 warlock alt in SW because he wanted to show me something. When i saw him he was almost full green/blue but already had gotten the t2 shoulders on an alt run. I almost punched him. You will read more about the infamous shoulders below.
By the end of the vanilla era, my guild scheduled an IRL meeting since we were 95% from the same country. We showed up around 30-35 people from ages 18 to 50ish. We were a strange group to say the least. As far as i recall, we had a bunch of university students from all academic areas, an university teacher, a couple of lawyers, an arquitect, a banker, a drummer and some unemployed. It was a strange and yet fascinating meeting because although we raided together for more than a year, it was awesome to meet the real people behind the voices and the chars. Some curiosities, we had a bald and tanned guy who looked exactly like his char and we had a longed haired bearded guy who also looked exactly like his char. One of the younger guys was pretty outspoken on ventrillo but he was shy as fuck IRL, typical. We also had a really tall guy who played a gnome and an older couple that were bikers. This was the last meaningful event in the Vanilla days as the first expansion was announced. The last days of vanilla were a mix of massive hype for the expansion but also some fear that the game could be changing for something worse.
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When BC was released i couldn't start playing right away because I had some PC issues and I eventually missed the huge clusterfuck that was the initial 60-70 leveling. My guild was sort of inactive, some played, some stopped playing for good and some rerolled on the horde side. My IRL friends were still playing so we moved back to our old LAN guild to level up and start raiding Karazhan. We had one problem, we were almost 100% DPS specced. Me and 3 friends switched to alts so we could raid and I've spent most of this expansion healing as a resto cloth wearing druid. At first I did this with the condition that each week they helped me through BWL to get the tier 2 shoulders to finish the set, as I said, I'm a goal driven person. The Karazhan and later ZA runs were awesome because we were LAN raiding. The first couple of months were challenging because we had some heavily undergeared chars. There was a lot of trolling, topping the aggro meter, ninja pulls and DPS bets with beer at stake. After a few months, some of us changed chars and roles as it was getting easy and stall.
Some left the guild with their mains because they wanted a more hardcore experience but most of us kept it pretty casual throughout the whole expansion. Although I missed the hardcore raiding, I was having fun leveling alts and healing in arenas and if I wanted to check BT or Sunwell I just sat behind one of my friends who was raiding it and checked the raids, it was like Twitch streaming. One of my friends was MT for a Sunwell raiding guild, every week when he was on Brutallus, he raged so hard when he was one-shotted. When the expansion ended, I still had no Headmaster's Charge, no Rivendare Mount and no tier 2 shoulders. I was so exalted with Argent Dawn that I felt that I deserved my own statue at Light's Hope Chapel. The hype for the Arthas expansion was special to me as the Arthas storyline in WC3 was my favorite campaign.
Wrath
Almost all of my friends returned to our LAN guild when Wrath was launched. 2 stopped playing for good because they were burned out with the game. New expansion, everyone back into their mains, mostly everyone DPSing, a healer and a MT. We found a new small national guild with people that started playing at the end of BC that wanted to raid 25 and strangely lacked DPS members. We had a teamspeak negotiation that lasted a couple of hours and we all moved in, me and 2 friends were the new class officers for our respective classes. Our tank friend was promoted to MT since he was far more experienced than the other tanks, in fact, we were all far more experienced. We were back in an heavy casual environment, people arrived late, DPS couldn't DPS, healers couldn't heal, tanks couldn't tank and the other officers and the RL were so casual that they thought that all the raids were like that. I had flashbacks of the dogs in MC, Vietnam style.
We talked about leaving the guild but considering our setup no decent guild would take us all in as a unit so we eventually decided to stick together, overcome the struggles, stay and try fixing the guild. Not everything was bad, one of my friends met his girlfriend on the guild, he was MT, she was OT, the taunt worked IRL. Me and my 2 officer mates, tuned out our class members and got rid of the hopeless and slacker ones. Our classes were doing fine and performing as expected after a couple of weeks. The other officers were all pretty chill and casual and couldn't care less if we spent night after night wiping at Naxx because a third of the raid couldn't do simple things as the dance on Heigan or the polarity shift on Thaddius.
Although we eventually managed to clear Naxx, Sarth 3 drakes and even Ulduar with record breaking repair bills, there were still many problems and tensions accumulated. One night my MT friend got into a heated argument with the guild master after a chaotic raid and after the most epic and honest rant I've ever heard online he eventually left the guild. We soon followed him since the other officers simply refused to acknowledge that some of their class members were terrible and were critically delaying our progression. After this I still managed to get the Undying achiev in Naxx after 2 months of laser focus attention raiding, one mistake and the week was done. We had one guy dying at KT with less than 10% health left the week before actually getting it done, we were left speechless. We moved back to our old LAN guild and went back to alt leveling and achievs. It was by this time that I managed to get Headmaster's Charge, so 1/3 of my vanilla goals were accomplished. I still missed the baron mount and the tier 2 shoulders despite going to BWL every week. Around the end of Wrath me and most of my friends left the university and stopped living together. Some left the game for good as for them it was only fun if we were playing together. It was the end of an era.
Cataclysm
Almost none of my friends played this expansion, IRL reasons mostly but some were tired of the genre and moved back to more casual games like league of legends and CS. I recall using the 10 day trial and going to Vashj'ir. A full underwater zone? Logout.
Pandaria
Roughly one year after mists came out, me and some of my friends decided to give it a go. We managed to get 10 of our old group back in the game and we had some fun mostly running old content and going for achievements. Nobody really liked LFR as it was a joke compared to real raiding. Most of us couldn't play on a daily basis because IRL issues so getting into a decent raiding guild was out of consideration. We kept it pretty casual. I kept farming Strat and when i was 82 the mount dropped, 2/3 Vanilla Goals.
The positive side of being 90? I could easily farm MC and BWL on my own. I farmed MC until i managed to get the bindings for the Thunderfury and I went full what the hell mode and crafted a Thunderfury for my Warlock. Think about this, I actually got a Thunderfury before finishing my tier 2 set. On January 2014, roughly 9 years after I had first stepped inside BWL and after killing Chromaggus an X amount of times, I saw the damned shoulders drop and finally finished tier 2. To this day it is the most absurd thing I've witnessed in an online game and it was the closest any videogame got me from crying, but I finally had them. 3/3 VANILLA GOALS! We played Mists for over a year but eventually everyone dropped out since we weren't really doing anything together and the game had evolved to a daily completing chore.
Warlords
Bought it, played two months and mildly enjoyed the leveling experience and the nostalgia trip. Unfortunately, my followers left the garrison more times than I did so I got fed up pretty fast. Some of my friends also returned but everyone left after 3 months. The magic was gone.
Legion
Played it for 6 months. It was ok, I guess. Some of my friends were back but the legendaries drop system completely killed the fun for me.
Epilogue
If you're still reading, I hope that sharing my experience made your day somehow happier. Thanks for your time and sorry for any spelling errors, I'm sure there are a few since English isn't my mother tongue. As I've said before, I felt pretty nostalgic and wanted to recall happier times. Wow is the best and most unique game I've ever played, I've played it for roughly one third of my life and the passion I had for the game had a great impact on my life. Throughout the years me and my friends weren't just playing the game, we were living it, when we weren't online, we were always talking or thinking about it. We pulled countless all nighters, going for breakfast after, we discussed every single tiny detail of the game over drinks and when drunk we had the craziest arguments about the game. Insane immersion levels.
I keep in touch with mostly everyone of my close friends who played in my LAN guild and when possible we host an yearly dinner to catch up as there are many of them abroad. I recall the last month I was subscribed during Legion. I confess that it was pretty sad, checking our guild roster and see the last login tab: 1 year, 2 years, 5 years, 7 years... I walked around Stormwind, Elwynn, Westfall or Duskwood and saw some people playing the game and wonder if they had an experience as amazing as mine playing this game. I hope they had. I wonder if that's how an old man who had a rich and fulfilling life feels like IRL.
Finally, I still remember looking up to that guy on top of the wagon. I felt envy, I won't lie. I'm naturally competitive and seeing that guy instigated my drive for many years of raiding. I still think that every MMO should be based on the time+skill=reward system. This sparks the competitiveness and promotes the will to take harder challenges and be the best. Of course the casual player that "raids" LFRs once a week wants to have the sickest gear in the game and he feels entitled to it since he pays the same as the hardcore raider that grinds 24/7 and has the best gear in slot because he worked his ass off for it. But if you give access to every piece of (recoulored) gear and every raid, you take away the real joy of raiding and the game gets stale and boring. If everyone has his own wagon, there's nobody up there to look up to.
Back in Vanilla, Wow felt like a real world, leveling was fun and took a lot of time as it should be, questing was interesting and challenging, the World PvP was not that competitive unless you were facing an Undead Rogue(fuck those guys) and the 5man instances were meaningful and required coordination and knowledge. You could waste so much time in Dire Maul doing a King's run or doing LBRS or UBRS with 15 guys. Maybe since all of us are older we won't be feeling the same way about vanilla when it comes out, but I sure that it will be better than the current state of the game.
Thanks Blizzard for all the memories and thank you for reading,
A proud Warlock.
Bonus pic: Vanilla goals 3/3! http://imgur.com/oPrTbaN
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A nostalgia trip, my WoW memories.

Hello community, with all this talk about Nostalrius and the vague possibility of Vanilla coming back i felt pretty nostalgic and decided to reflect on my own memories and share some of it in a way to honor this amazing and unique game.
Background
It all started in '05, i was attending university, playing Counter-strike 1.6 at a pretty high level and one of my clan mates played like shit at a tournament we've been preparing for quite some time. He wasn't as motivated as before since our clan was going through a rough patch. The 5 of us were friends and lived together in one big apartment since we attended the same university. We had been successful for about two years and we were picked up by a famous brand for sponsorship which eventually granted us a couple of exhibition matches against the world's best CS team at the time, the swedish powerhouse SK. Despite all that success the pressure was getting to us and there were some tensions between some of us which started to mess up with our friendship.
Me and a couple of clan mates were on the verge of quitting the team because it wasn't fun anymore, it became business. The reason my mate played like shit was because he pulled an allnighter playing Wow. Being former WC2 and WC3 players of course we had already heard about it but he was actually the first to play it and he was in complete awe when giving us his first impressions. He made the act of repetitive boar and wolf killing an awesome experience so we had to try it out. Fast forward one week, we talked to the sponsor, abandoned it and 3 of us left CS for good as we were pretty burned out.
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The first time we've met an horde player, we were levelling in Elwynn, killing murlocs for a quest. A high level tauren shows up in a kodo and spammed some emotes, we were all trying to figure out what to do because he was a yellow target since we were on Alliance turf, until one of my friends says: "C'mon, we're 4, he's just one, let's get him!" and attacked him, the tauren laughed, dismounted, equipped a fishing rod and proceeded to beat the living shit out of my friend. One of us reached 15 days /played on the first month based on a Cola, cofee and pizza diet. Another one started a few days late and picked a Nelf Hunter and wanted to level up with us but since we were all Humans or Dwarves and our Nelf Druid friend was already 30ish he entered the boat in Darkshore and tried to come from Menethil to Stormwind at level 11, first he tried swimming but he eventually gave up and tried the roads. When he was all red, without any gear and after hours of corpse running he met a level 50 guy who kindly escorted him to Redridge where we were expecting him.
We were completely immersed in the world, it was such a new experience at the time. We quested a lot but also leveled together in instances and more IRL friends joined us, when the first of us reached 60 we were around 15 guys playing, most of the time together at our place where we had a huge living room with 3 dinner tables aligned to give a LAN house feeling. Our internet connection was pretty good since we needed it before for CS training. If you wanted to play at our place you just needed to bring your own laptop. For months there was always at least one guy logged in, morning, afternoon or night, you name it. Sometimes we were 10 or 11 at the same time. It was by this time that i started seeing chars fully epic in IF and thinking to myself that i wanted to have the same gear. There was a priest, vastly known in our server that always stood on top of the wagon on the right side of the bank in IF, he had the best gear in slot before BWL came out and everyone stopped by the wagon, "his throne", to inspect and sort of worship him. It was at that moment that my competitive self decided that someday that his wagon would be mine. When we reached level 60 we started farming the instances to get tier 0 so we could get into a MC raiding guild. The first time i've stepped inside MC i was nervous as fuck, 40 people inside, i couldn't mess it up so i was ultra focused. I wasn't really prepared for the shit fest i had joined. We managed to get into a full national guild that was stuck on Magmadar and our introduction to raiding was some weeks wiping on the dogs before him because people couldn't understand the concept of focus DPS and everyone shouted on ventrillo. It was an epic mess, there were some guys trolling for sure, namely some hunters pulling the imps or another dog pack but quite frankly nobody could tell who was doing it.
By that time i was already focused on my first major goal in the game, getting Headmaster's Charge from Scholo, THE Warlock Staff. During one of my many, many Scholo runs, a random guy congratulated me on my performance and said that his guild was missing a few players to start raiding and they needed a warlock. He scheduled a meeting the next day at the inn in IF(wtf RP). We went to the top floor where he traded me a beer, told me to sit down and invited me to their ventrillo server. There were the raid leader, the guild master and one of the warlocks. They asked me some questions about schedule availability, gaming experience and the raid leader asked me a question that i still remember today: "If i place you in the MT group, what's your main role in the raid?", to which i promptly answered: "Move my imp always close to the MT so he doesn't lose Blood Pact." They told me that most of the warlocks they had talked to before replied: "Dealing max damage as in any other group." I knew my class wasn't top DPS at that time and we had several utilities so we were like a support class. I got recruited and through me 2 of my friends were also recruited, a resto druid, the only druid spec that raided at 60, and a dwarf priest, highly rare and valuable because of fear ward.
We left our friends in the full national guild and the 3 of us moved to this new international guild and quickly found out that they were aiming to be pretty hardcore and competitive from the get to. The guild had less than 50 members so 100% raid attendance was expected. We raided from Monday to Friday, 5 hours each day with extra hours if we were close to a fresh kill. Saturday was for ZG but it was optional and Sunday was day off. We had players from all around Europe but the core was nordic. Our raids were pretty serious yet chill at the same time, no rage of loot tension, we tried to be highly coordinated following orders and nobody was obsessed with any meter.
As far as i remember, we were the first guild in our server where holy palas wore leather and cloth, which later became a trend. We had 7/8 girls in a less than 50 roster. We took Onyxia down on the first night and we cleared MC until Majordomo on the second night, we had some undergeared OTs so we only took him down after 2 weeks of gear farming. We took Ragnaros down on the first night also, epic ventrillo moment. We later got into BWL. Razorgore was chaotic to say the least and Vael was stressful as fuck. The suppression room was a Hellfire or /follow fest. Broodlord was smooth and we were on the top 5 of our server in progression ranking at Firemaw. Our server was highly popular and had high queues, more than 1500 if you queued between 6 and 7 PM, also truckloads of lag spikes and random mass disconnects. The server also went down at random time. The guild decided to migrate to a new server because it was really messing up our progression. I had to make a decision, follow my guild and keep raiding hardcore to be the best or staying with my IRL friends and join their casual guild again who was still stuck in MC. After some drunk discussions, me, the druid and the priest decided to stay and we rejoined the rest of our friends.
I quickly found out that their guild was nowhere near the level of coordination that i was now used to but i tried to get over it as i was having fun raiding with my friends. I recall farming a lot of stuff, mainly bandages, to the AQ opening event and followed the discussions on the official server forums as the big shots decided who was going to open the gates. Unfortunately, it was impossible to attend the event as Silithus was flooded with players and crashing the world server. It felt pretty unique though.
I returned to my Headmaster's Charge farm and set my sight on my second target, getting the Rivendare mount from Strat. It was extremely rare and in my opinion looked awesome on a warlock. So my non-raiding time was spent leveling my beloved resto druid alt, farming scholo and strat, farming herbs which was extremely profitable since i was also an alchemist and just wandering around trying to get some World PvP action. (Fuck Yeah, Drakedog videos) It was by this time that we started a traditional event that lasted for years. Whenever our server was down, which happened a lot, we created fresh level 1 humans on a new server and had a race from Northshire Abbey to Booty Bay, whoever finished first would get a free beer from each of the losers. Imagine 12 or 13 level 1s running through STV, dodging Horde players, Crocs, Gorillas, Stealth Panthers and Raptors...
After months stuck on Majordomo, the guild got rid of some deadweight and we sailed smoothly through Ragnaros and then BWL. Since i had full t1 and some t2 from my previous guild, i was the warlock with more DKPs and i quickly got 7/8 t2, missing the shoulders. We cleared BWL every week for more than 6 months and the shoulders never dropped. I even sent tickets to GM saying that our loot table was bugged because as far as the Allakhazan site stated, they had a freaking 21% drop chance and we hadn't got any in more than 6 months. I remember the GM just replied that it was pure bad luck and even made fun of me, cool guy. During that time, the guild evolved and we fought through both AQs and downed C'Thun. We even cleared the Spider Wing and Razuvius on the original Naxx. By this time i was already standing tall on the top of the wagon in IF, sometimes alone, sometimes sharing the throne. I had a mix of t2, AQ set and even a t3 piece so i had worked my ass off for that privilege. Our server population was through the roof as the game was getting insanely popular. One day a mage friend asked me to meet his fresh 60 warlock in SW because he wanted to show me something. When i saw him he was almost full green/blue but already had gotten the t2 shoulders on an alt run. I almost punched him.
By the end of the vanilla era, my guild scheduled an IRL meeting since we were 95% from the same country. We showed up around 30-35 people from ages 18 to 50ish. We were a strange group to say the least. As far as i recall, we had a bunch of university students from all academic areas, an university teacher, a couple of lawyers, an arquitect, a banker, a drummer and some unemployed. It was a strange and yet fascinating meeting because although we raided together for more than a year, it was awesome to meet the real people behind the voices and the chars. Some curiosities, we had a bald and tanned guy who looked exactly like his char and we had a longed haired bearded guy who also looked exactly like his char. One of the younger guys was pretty outspoken on ventrillo but he was shy as fuck IRL. We also had an older couple that were bikers. This was the last meaningful event in the Vanilla days as the first expansion was announced, the hype was through the roof.
Burning Crusade
When BC was released i couldn't start playing because i had some PC issues and i missed the huge clusterfuck that was the initial 60-70 leveling. My guild was sort of inactive, some played, some stopped playing for good and some rerolled on the horde side. My IRL friends were still playing so we moved back to our old LAN guild to level up and start raiding Karazhan. We had one problem, we were almost 100% DPS specced. Me and 3 friends switched to alts so we could raid and i've spent most of this expansion healing as a resto cloth wearing druid. At first i did this with the condition that each week they helped me through BWL to get the t2 shoulders. The Karazhan and later ZA runs were awesome because we were LAN raiding. The first couple of months were challenging because we had some heavily undergeared chars. There was a lot of trolling, topping the aggro meter, ninja pulls and DPS bets with beer at stake. After a few months, some of us changed chars and roles as it was getting stall.
Some left the guild with their mains because wanted a more hardcore experience but most of us kept it pretty casual throughout the whole expansion. Although i missed the hardcore raiding, i was having fun leveling alts and healing in arenas and if i wanted to check BT or Sunwell i just sat behind one of my friends who was raiding it and checked the raids. Hipster Twitch streaming. One of my friends was MT for a Sunwell raiding guild, every week he was on Brutallus, he raged so hard when he was one-shotted. When the expansion ended, i still had no Headmaster's Charge, no Rivendare Mount and no t2 shoulders. I was so exalted with Argent Dawn that i felt i deserved my own statue at Light's Hope Chapel. The hype for the Arthas expansion was special to me as the Arthas storyline in WC3 was my favorite campaign.
Wrath
Almost all of my friends returned to our LAN guild when Wrath was launched. 2 stopped playing for good because they were burned out with the game. New expansion, everyone back into their mains, mostly everyone DPSing, a healer and a MT. We found a new small national guild with people that started playing at the end of BC, wanted to raid 25 and strangely lacked DPS members. We had a teamspeak negotiation that lasted a couple of hours. We all moved in and me and 2 friends were the new class officers for our respective classes. Our tank friends was promoted to MT since he was far more experienced than the other tanks, in fact, we were all far more experienced. We were back in an heavy casual environment, people arrived late, DPS couldn't DPS, healers couldn't heal, tanks couldn't tank and the other officers and the RL didn't gave a fuck about it. I remembered the dogs in MC everytime.
We talked about leaving the guild but considering our setup no decent guild would take us all in so we eventually decided to stick together, stay and try fixing the guild. Not everything was bad, one of my friends met his girlfriend on the guild, he was MT, she was OT, the taunt worked IRL. Me and my 2 officer mates, tuned out our class members and got rid of the hopeless and slacker ones. Our classes were doing fine and performing as expected after a couple of weeks. The other officers were all pretty chill and casual and couldn't care less if we spent night after night wiping at Naxx because a third of the raid couldn't do simple things as the dance on Heigan or the polarity shift on Thaddius.
Although we eventually managed to clear Naxx, Sarth 3 drakes and even Ulduar with record breaking repair bills, there were still many problems and tensions accumulated. One night my MT friend got into a heated argument with the guild master after a chaotic raid and after the most epic and honest rant i've ever heard online he eventually left the guild. We soon followed him since the other officers simply refused to acknowledge that some of their members were terrible and critically delaying our progression. After this i still managed to get the Undying achiev in Naxx with a PUG after 2 months of laser focus attention raiding, one mistake and the week was done. We had one guy dying at KT with less than 10% health left the week before actually getting it done, we were left speechless. We moved back to our old LAN guild and went back to alt leveling and achievs. It was by this time that i managed to get Headmaster's Charge, so 1/3 of my vanilla goals was accomplished. I still missed the baron mount and the t2 shoulders despite going to BWL every week. Around the end of Wrath me and most of my friends left the university and stopped living together. Some left the game for good as for them it was only fun if we were playing together. It was the end of an era.
Cataclysm
Almost none of my friends played this expansion, IRL reasons mostly but some were tired of the genre and moved back to more casual games like league of legends and CS. I recall using the 10 day trial and going to Vashj'ir. A full underwater zone? Logout.
Pandaria
Roughly one year after mists came out, me and some of my friends decided to give it a go. We managed to get 10 of our old group back in the game and we had some fun mostly running old content and going for achievements. Nobody really liked LFR as it was a joke compared to real raiding. Most of us couldn't play on a daily basis because IRL issues so getting into a decent raiding guild was out of consideration. We kept it pretty casual. I kept farming Strat and when i was 82 the mount dropped, 2/3 Vanilla Goals.
The positive side of being 90? I could easily farm MC and BWL on my own. I farmed MC until i managed to get the bindings for the Thunderfury and i went full what the hell mode and crafter a Thunderfury for my Warlock. I actually got a Thunderfury before finishing my t2 set. On January 2014, roughly 9 years after i had first stepped inside BWL and after killing Chromaggus X times, i saw the damned shoulders drop and finally finished t2. To this day it is the most absurd thing i've witnessed in an online game and it was the closest any videogame got me from crying, but i finally had them. 3/3 VANILLA GOALS! We played Mists for over a year but eventually everyone dropped out since we weren't really doing anything together and the game had evolved to a daily completing chore.
Warlords
Bought it, played two months and enjoyed mildly the leveling experience and the nostalgia trip. Unfortunately, my followers left the garrison more times than i did so i got fed up pretty fast. Some of my friends also returned but everyone left after 3 months. The magic was gone.
Epilogue
If you're still reading, thanks for the your time and sorry for any misspell, i'm sure there's a lot since English isn't my mother tongue. As i said before, i felt pretty nostalgic and wanted to recall happier times. This is the best and most unique game i've ever played, i've played it for roughly one third of my life and the passion i had for the game had a great impact on my life. Throughout the years me and my friends weren't just playing the game, we were living it, when we weren't online, we were always talking or thinking about it. We pulled countless all nighters, going for breakfast after, we discussed every single tiny detail of the game over drinks and when drunk we had the craziest arguments about the game. Insane immersion levels.
I keep in touch with mostly everyone of my close friends who played in my LAN guild and when possible we host an yearly dinner to catch up as there are many of them abroad. I recall the last month i was subscribed during WoD. I confess that it was pretty sad, checking your guild roster and see the last login tab: 1 year, 2 years, 5 years, 7 years... I walked around Stormwind, Elwynn, Westfall or Duskwood and see some people playing the game and wonder if they had an amazing experience playing this game as i did. I hope they had. I wonder if that's how an old man who had a rich and fulfilling life feels IRL.
Finally, i still remember looking up to that guy on top of the wagon. I felt envy, i won't lie. I'm naturally competitive and seeing that guy instigated my drive for many years of raiding. I think that every MMO should be based on the time+skill=reward system. This sparks the competitiveness and promotes the will to take harder challenges and be the best. Of course the casual player that "raids" LFRs once a week wants to have the sickest gear in the game and he feels entitled to it since he pays the same as the hardcore raider that grinds 24/7 and has the best gear in slot because he worked his ass off for it. But if you give access to every piece of (recoulored) gear and every raid, you take away the real joy of raiding and the game gets stale and boring.
If everyone has his own wagon, there's nobody up there to look up to. I believe this is a crucial point in the game's current state. All this talk about the Nostalrius server and the small possibility that Blizzard will launch Vanilla servers got me pretty hyped, it wouldn't be the same as it was more than 10 years ago, but i'm 100% sure that it would be a better experience than the current state of the game. Wow felt like a real world, leveling was fun and took a lot of time as it should be, questing was interesting and challenging, the World PvP was not that competitive unless you were facing an Undead Rogue(fuck those guys) and the 5man instances were meaningful and required coordination and knowledge. You could waste so much time in Dire Maul doing a King's run or doing LBRS or UBRS with 15 guys. My experience with WoD and most of the feedback i read here on reddit tells me that WoW nowadays is just a glorified instanced single player online game where everything is handed to you. This game deserves his magic back.
Thanks Blizzard for all the memories and thank you for reading,
A proud Warlock.
Bonus pic: Vanilla goals 3/3! http://imgur.com/oPrTbaN
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