I’m sure you’ve all heard the term before. It’s a term of irony, one that fits rather well with “only the good die young”. And irony being what it is, it often ends up being true.
There are any number of good deeds that can be performed in World of Warcraft: helping with quests, loaning gold, teaching new classes or abilities, helping with addons or macros, power leveling, farming, crafting, and who knows how many other things. Sometimes you do these deeds for strangers, often receiving a reward, or payment, of gold for the deed that was done, and sometimes you do it for friends where the only payment you need is thanks.
(insert unnecessarily long discussion on deeds and punishments and all that jazz)
Alright, after the fifth time I rewrote the philosophical stuff in those parenthesis up there, I said to myself, “Self, it’s 4:40 in the flipping morning… Why in the world are you still awake and trying to use your brain at this hour?” I had a good point there, and there was no arguing with myself as inevitably I was doomed to lose regardless of whether or not I won. Or, something…
(insert long winded background story explanation and such)
Alright, several more rewrites of that part too, but I kept trying to reference the stuff I already took out in the above “insert”. So now it’s 5:15 and I’m giving myself that same speech, “Self, shut up and write the freaking post.” So here we go, moving right along.
I like helping people out. I like running people through dungeons, I like giving advice on how to do things or ways to play that keep things fun and exciting. I spend a lot of time in the game doing things solo because that’s just how I roll, but being social also plays a very key role in my enjoyment of the game, and spending time helping my friends is just something I like to do. I might go by a “sinister” name, but I’m not a very sinister guy (usually). To make a long story short(ish), Cynwise and Fynralyl (aka Wife) came and hunted me down on my 62 Rogue while I was leveling in Hellfire where Cyn proceeded to point out those “nice guy” traits to me in party chat.
Do you know what the best way to punish someone that likes to help you for free is? You pay them without paying them, that’s how. And how do you do that? By giving them a gift. Apparently Cyn and Fyn thought I wasn’t traveling in style, and as a thank you/birthday/blogoversary/whatever gift they attacked me with a trade window. They were stacking spell penetration, and I had no resilience to begin with. The next thing I know, *VROOM!* crit to the face:
Fyn and Cyn got together and pooled some of each of their resources, to “punish” my good deeds with a gift I couldn’t refuse.
From there I had to mail the key over to my Mage, Belsynis, and Cyn had to log off for a bit. In celebration though, Fyn and I decided to go take ourselves a little drive out to the lake as she filled me in on the parts of this little scheme that I didn’t know. You just can’t help but love the Shaman’s Water Walking spell when you’re taking a new mount out for a spin.
And you can’t go for a scenic drive with the wife without stopping for a picture of the pretty rainbow.
And when you’re standing at the top of that waterfall, how could you ever resist the urge to leap off of it!? (Just don’t make the same mistake we did and leave the Water Walking on when you do it, or else you may end up dead.)
A while later, Fyn signed off to head to bed and I managed to catch Cyn on twitter and get him to come back into the game for some screenshots. Cyn being a Warlock, we decided the Dark Portal was a decent place for some screen shots.
Of course, Cynwise being the Goddess of Death that she is, it was hard to resist the urge to go slay the demons gathered near the portal. And sometimes it’s so hard that you just go ahead and give in, and kill them all… The demons, they got double-pwned.
And since jumping off of things proved to be so much fun with Fyn, Cyn and I decided to do the same thing.