Wednesday, September 01, 2004


Here's the one with Yapo and all the crazy name work.
-Slim


Had a great time slamming through Mission 4-1, well the first half at least. As you can see there was a lot of us to hand out the butt kickin'. But of course Yapo had to move, and this was the only decent picture where all the Taru names aren't overlapping like crazy.
-Slim

Wednesday, August 25, 2004


Sigh..... this was the extent really of the Selbina clay quest the me and Rich decided to power through last night. Lot's o runnin in the dunes, from Dem to Selbina. But we didn't mind, between all the money making and the new sites, and the possibility that others would join our cause. . . . we trudged forward at a healthy 9 p.m. PST.
-Slim


To spice things up we decided to, um, "Farm" admist all the meaningless running and zoning. However, jealousy quickly swept over me as Rich's Banishga II and Diaga (I or II, I forget) not only rallied more "family members" but could kill em just as fast, leaving the BRD to play "nurse" for the big bad surgeon. "Ballad" "Paeon" "Ballad" "Scalpel" "Suction"
-Slim


Luckliy met up with Ush, as he needed to finish his quest as well. It was good to see Ush, however our time differences make for a good laugh as I can't possibly know how tiredly wonkified he is at 5 a.m. PST when he lives on the East Coast. Nevertheless, Ush's BLM help is throughly welcomed.
-Slim


The Train Orgy that is me.
-Slim


Eventually met up with Night to help him get his last piece of clay for the Selbina quest. Upon arriving at the HP I was "delighted" to see 3 nekkid Tarus and a shmorgasboard of dance macros. Of course, "High Standards Mcgee", refrained from dancing, sighing dejectedly as his cohorts proceeded to embarass him through the universal appeal of flailing apendages. Or so I can assume.
-Slim


Hanging out with LS peeps, trying to do the Sauromugue portion of the Selbina clay quest. By now this is our second try into gettin to the second banishing gate without dying. Rest assured, we did, plenty of times. In fact it was so dangerous in there, for all of us, that it took thirty minutes to raise one person. It was a surgical procedure that required everyone to work together. One person gently Raises while the other times an Escape, while the person being raised waits to raise until the Escape pops half way off. Albeit a little bit trying at times, all the new mobs, death in 2 hits, and hilarious paniked moments made it quite the enjoyable adventure.
-Slim

Tuesday, August 24, 2004


Just another flesh wound in the Jungles of Yuhtunga. Again the gamma is wonkified.
-Slim


Sunbathing, enjoying the sun in Kazham. It's interesting even in death Elvaan's can't help but remain. . . so freakin stiff.
-Slim


Me and Kitti were told to "Head South" while our high level escort went back to Rabao to change jobs. Didn't take long before we were lost. Panic settled in. So much so that if I had just turned 60 degrees to my left and ran a handful of yards, I would have been back with my party. Heh.
-Slim


Found a great half japanese half english all billinguel party last night. We had all met up in Yhotoar (or however you spell it.) and tried our hands at a few kills. The attitude of the group swiftly changed, and suddenly we were all warped back to the Crag of Dem and instructed to go to Bastok Mines. Thankfully that !@#&$ of Choco dealer didn't rip me of all my money. Long after the confusion set in on what we were actually doing, I was told that we are going on an adventure, check out a new places (new to some of us) and get a teleport gate crystal. "Where?" You might ask, or what I might have asked, I forget. "Altepa Desert". Hmmmm. Sounds fun! It was going to be my first time there and I giggled like a little schooltaru. Mind you, the absolute hell and all around "scariness" of Korraloka Tunnel wasn't exactly as postcard as I would have liked to think of it, but I was strctly instructed to auto follow, and autofollow I remained. Never taking the time to lift my eyes, or my curiosity for that matter; just staring down at the back of the four Mithra heads I was with. One accidental death later and we were out in the blazing heat of Altepa! Of course it totally helped that one of members had switch to a 56 PLD. Those with out crystals were instructed to "follow hurry up" and so again, I kept my head down and followed orders. My fingers were sweaty, hovering above the Screenshot key, spasing out and snapping odd, random pictures. And like doing laps in a pool, ran out touched crystal, turned 180 and ran back the other way, andrenaline flowing as new mobs crossed right next to us.
-Slim


GIve me back my auction house, Fiend! Eight hours is too long for any man not to find out if his pies and fine silk shoes have sold! /sigh Still an hour and half until that time, whatever will I do?
-Slim

Saturday, August 21, 2004


Great times abound. An actual LS party! Yapo and Ush played the role of Double Mint Twins. Eli in his lovely gear. Me in my same old BRD clothes. Meena as...well Meena. And frikkin NW in /anon mode as his ungodly high level cook/BLM. I had many other great pictures but that stupid NPC Danzi kept pacing into the frame, thus ruining our erratic emotes. Well at least Yapo was able to bust off one in time for this one. w00t indeed.
-Slim


Burning Circle time baby. Had to slay dragon for Meena's 2-3 quest. As you can see it was a delightful LS party, everyone appropriately decked out in -25 gear. Got in there, slept dragon, beat up the eye, then proceeded to give the Black Dragon his death certificate. This is my 5th time (outside of my first) killing the 2-3 dragon; and each time is lot less scary and and a lot more fun!
-Slim


Mission accomplished = no pants time. Eli, Me, and Ush got down to our skivvies, and enjoyed a nice eastern breeze. Meena gets it all the time, lucky cat. Yapo chose to sit the whole thing out, the party pooper.
-Slim


This was some craaaaazy stuff. Like wow. Totally. Decided to start Mission 3-3 around 2 a.m. and finished around 5:30 am. After the long crawl to the upper floors of the Delky's Tower we all (Eight of us total) got obliterated by a Demonic Doll. (see why!) O M G. It was actually funny watching all of us get hit for over 300 and plopping in our make shift graves. We were all actually cocky about tangling with it, but hilariously so, was panic strickened when we realized that we were in way over our heads.(see why!) In fact we saw a RDM decked out in AF walk away from it, seconds before it aggroed one of our WHM. (Apprently it aggroes by magic, lessoned learned; duly noted) Luckily that same RDM was nice enough to Tractor us to the next room and slowly raise each one of our badly battered bodies. But eventually we got to the RIGHT room (Thanks for the wrong turn into death, Yapo, I know you did it on purpose) killed the RIGHT monster, and assumed our goals. By this time I was so loaded on Revival Root that I blood ported just to get the hell out of there. Rank 4 and 5k for three and a half hours of torture. Great experience.
-Slim

Friday, August 20, 2004


WTH? Is this really happening, or am I drunk off of cursed soup and the role of pink elephants are played by rouge fuzzy wuzzy ankle biters?
-Slim


I don't understand where all these guys are coming from. Can you believe, 4 tarus and an Elvaan in a party? Seriously though, you should try it. Do you know how many different "dances" these guys can do with the same set of animations? Throughly entertaining. Ahhh the Dunes.
-Slim

Wednesday, August 18, 2004


Check out the pantless wonder, Elijah. Although I can't talk because I'm nowhere near better off either. Ya see Eli was trying to level his 13 MNK, and asked the LS if anyone had a low level jay oh bee to pump up. I thought it was about time to level my pitiful 7 foot lvl. 11 WHM. Since both of us were at a "spur of the moment" moment, we had to get gear. . . low level gear. I ended up spending my BRD song money (which currently I'm missing 4 songs :-\ ) to get at least a Tunic and, present company excluded, some frikkin' pants. Mustering every piece of common sense I could find, I bought it all in Jueno. Smart, huh? (Thank you Bastok, I'll be here all week) Anyways, tele'ed got in the dunes, and haphazardly collected a few xp points. So I ended up rocking my Elvaan boots, a tunic, and I think a pair of crappy gloves. Thankfully my strapped for cash-edness had served me well as most of my low level bard accessories (earrings, rings, weapon) had still not been upgraded since level 10. But getting to check out Eli's gams all day was. . . um. . .cool.
-Slim

Tuesday, August 17, 2004


Too bad this was a bad picture, but thankfully I caught it in time to see Marchelute die. There's something viceral about seeing an evil Elvaan get slaughtered. My heart did go out for him, but in this line of work its them or you. I mean, Marchy was one evil shadow guy so I'm sure he had it coming. I know I wouldnt tangle with him. (See why!) Too bad his drops are crud and he only really needs to be extinguished for a quest item. Nevertheless, it's always great to not only see a new NM with my eyes, but also see it get crushed. R.I.P Marchy, I'm sure you would have been hated in Sandoria.
-Slim