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Or as I like to call it, "Hey! Look What Else I Found While I Was Cleaning My Hard Drive!"

Back in my WoW days, I was the leader of a guild that went through several incarnations before ultimately dashing itself to pieces on the rocky shores that are end-game raiding. It's a long and boring history that no one really cares about, which gives me perfectly good reason to tell you about it now!

We started out as Griffindore, and it actually wasn't my guild at the time. I just joined and moved up the chain of command until I became our leader under the banner of FOXHOUND (yay MGS!). From there, we met and befriended Exodus, with whom we merged to form Desolation (which I still think was a crappy fartin' guild name). To help usher in a smooth transition as FOXHOUND mixed with Exodus to form the bastard child Desolation, I created this promotional poster.

It features the core of our main dungeon group, who also happened to compose the core of the new merger guild's leadership. Lucrene, the Draenei Warrior tank; Mageanation, the fire-spec Human Mage DPS; Aloar, the elemental-DPS-on-Tuesdays/restoration-heals-on-Wednesdays Draenei Shaman; and Midnightrose, the Night Elf Druid incredi-healer.

Luc, Mage, Aloar, Rose, and the Token PuG Member #5 flatout RULED Misha until mother-farting Karazhan disintegrated the guild over stinkin' drama. But those olden days were good while they lasted, and we cultivated a lot of buddy jokes through our countless hours in the Caverns of Time. Luc was the leader of the team, and we always made fun of him for actually knowing/giving a rat's tooshy about the Warcraft lore. Mage was a cop, so of course we made many, many jokes about that, which is humongous mock ego made all the more hilarious. Aloar was always the pragmatic one, and I had a special dynamic with him. See, I wanted to be caster DPS and he wanted to be caster DPS, but our groups always needed a healer. That meant one of us had to bend over and take it in the healing tree while the other lived out his dreams of nuking everything to ass. Thus, we developed a deep-seated rivalry about who was better at caster DPS and healing. Aloar was decent at both and great at neither. Me, I rocked the house at both, but was always distracted by Kim Possible during dungeon runs. So we were basically equal. Somehow, more often than not, I ended up being the healer, but that's okay, because I rock at everything I do. That of course brings us to me, Rose, the final member of the troupe. I was the only one that played a female character, and Aloar made sure there was no shortage of bi-curious wisecracks to ridicule me on that front. Whatever. I was a damned pretty Night Elf princess, and my two tiger mounts Bobby and Darin both loved me! The groups I healed loved me too, except when I was being distracted by the aforementioned Kim Possible while I should have been healing my group on a boss fight. Oh, that Ron Stoppable is so classic...

Anyway, the art isn't much to look at here. I put Stuart's (from the MTV skits) head on Aloar so that the "Look what I can do!" jokes would make sense. Lucrene I left alone because I was tired by the time I did his layer. I actually used Miss Yukari from Azumanga Daioh for my own character's face, because I was pretty zany like that. And of course, Steve Austin for Mage, because he was just that badass.

Like I said, the art's not much, but the witty writing in the chatbox below is what makes the picture. You'll only really get it if you've played WoW or some other MMORPG so that you understand the lingo, although it's okay if you don't--just trust me when I say it's funny as hell. Even funnier is that is almost word-for-word how the chatbox looked in our actual dungeon runs.

R.I.P. Desolation, you mother-farting piece of shit guild.

EDIT: Oh yeah! There is one inside joke featured here that I have to explain for all audiences, because it lays me out every time I think about it. For those who don't know, Shamans (such as Aloar) have the ability to resurrect themselves if they die using a consumable item called an "Ankh." After resurrecting themselves, they can resurrect the rest of the party. This is useful for when you go up against a boss and get your asses handed to you--your Shaman friend can just pop his little Ankh, resurrect everyone, and you can have a second go at that boss in no time. Of course, that's assuming your friendly neighborhood Shaman actually has Ankhs in his inventory. And Aloar was notorious for ALWAYS forgetting to bring his damn Ankhs so that all of us had to run two miles back to the dungeon to retrieve our corpses and resurrect the hard way. In non-WoW terms, a Shaman never bringing his Ankhs is like Jay Leno forgetting to bring his chin to the Late Show. It's the REASON we even have you in the damn party--BRING YOUR ANKHS!!! Course Aloar never got the message, so eventually we all just started bringing twenty Ankhs for him each.

Description
Or as I like to call it, "Hey! Look What Else I Found While I Was Cleaning My Hard Drive!"

Back in my WoW days, I was the leader of a guild that went through several incarnations before ultimately dashing itself to pieces on the rocky shores that are end-game raiding. It's a long and boring history that no one really cares about, which gives me perfectly good reason to tell you about it now!

We started out as Griffindore, and it actually wasn't my guild at the time. I just joined and moved up the chain of command until I became our leader under the banner of FOXHOUND (yay MGS!). From there, we met and befriended Exodus, with whom we merged to form Desolation (which I still think was a crappy fartin' guild name). To help usher in a smooth transition as FOXHOUND mixed with Exodus to form the bastard child Desolation, I created this promotional poster.

It features the core of our main dungeon group, who also happened to compose the core of the new merger guild's leadership. Lucrene, the Draenei Warrior tank; Mageanation, the fire-spec Human Mage DPS; Aloar, the elemental-DPS-on-Tuesdays/restoration-heals-on-Wednesdays Draenei Shaman; and Midnightrose, the Night Elf Druid incredi-healer.

Luc, Mage, Aloar, Rose, and the Token PuG Member #5 flatout RULED Misha until mother-farting Karazhan disintegrated the guild over stinkin' drama. But those olden days were good while they lasted, and we cultivated a lot of buddy jokes through our countless hours in the Caverns of Time. Luc was the leader of the team, and we always made fun of him for actually knowing/giving a rat's tooshy about the Warcraft lore. Mage was a cop, so of course we made many, many jokes about that, which is humongous mock ego made all the more hilarious. Aloar was always the pragmatic one, and I had a special dynamic with him. See, I wanted to be caster DPS and he wanted to be caster DPS, but our groups always needed a healer. That meant one of us had to bend over and take it in the healing tree while the other lived out his dreams of nuking everything to ass. Thus, we developed a deep-seated rivalry about who was better at caster DPS and healing. Aloar was decent at both and great at neither. Me, I rocked the house at both, but was always distracted by Kim Possible during dungeon runs. So we were basically equal. Somehow, more often than not, I ended up being the healer, but that's okay, because I rock at everything I do. That of course brings us to me, Rose, the final member of the troupe. I was the only one that played a female character, and Aloar made sure there was no shortage of bi-curious wisecracks to ridicule me on that front. Whatever. I was a damned pretty Night Elf princess, and my two tiger mounts Bobby and Darin both loved me! The groups I healed loved me too, except when I was being distracted by the aforementioned Kim Possible while I should have been healing my group on a boss fight. Oh, that Ron Stoppable is so classic...

Anyway, the art isn't much to look at here. I put Stuart's (from the MTV skits) head on Aloar so that the "Look what I can do!" jokes would make sense. Lucrene I left alone because I was tired by the time I did his layer. I actually used Miss Yukari from Azumanga Daioh for my own character's face, because I was pretty zany like that. And of course, Steve Austin for Mage, because he was just that badass.

Like I said, the art's not much, but the witty writing in the chatbox below is what makes the picture. You'll only really get it if you've played WoW or some other MMORPG so that you understand the lingo, although it's okay if you don't--just trust me when I say it's funny as hell. Even funnier is that is almost word-for-word how the chatbox looked in our actual dungeon runs.

R.I.P. Desolation, you mother-farting piece of shit guild.

EDIT: Oh yeah! There is one inside joke featured here that I have to explain for all audiences, because it lays me out every time I think about it. For those who don't know, Shamans (such as Aloar) have the ability to resurrect themselves if they die using a consumable item called an "Ankh." After resurrecting themselves, they can resurrect the rest of the party. This is useful for when you go up against a boss and get your asses handed to you--your Shaman friend can just pop his little Ankh, resurrect everyone, and you can have a second go at that boss in no time. Of course, that's assuming your friendly neighborhood Shaman actually has Ankhs in his inventory. And Aloar was notorious for ALWAYS forgetting to bring his damn Ankhs so that all of us had to run two miles back to the dungeon to retrieve our corpses and resurrect the hard way. In non-WoW terms, a Shaman never bringing his Ankhs is like Jay Leno forgetting to bring his chin to the Late Show. It's the REASON we even have you in the damn party--BRING YOUR ANKHS!!! Course Aloar never got the message, so eventually we all just started bringing twenty Ankhs for him each.