I was over in the WoD thread and got to thinking about my past with FoH. I ended up thinking there might be some interest in anecdotes from myself and other former members. I know back way too many years ago I lived vicariously through the front page updates of EQ era FoH. If nothing else I think I have a few stories that might be interesting. I know there are a number of folks like Kruegan around that might have their own memories to add and hopefully they will if folks are interested.
The first time FoH downed Gluth was because he bugged out. Gluth gave us a bit of trouble for a while. Our strategy was all worked out and it was just down to execution and zombie chow co-operating with the retardedly Benny Hill Earthbind race track I assume most horde guilds concocted. So we would have got him that week if not that night anyways but there was a bug where if Gluth tried to eat a chow but that zombie was killed in the half second or so it took him to get to it he would become unresponsive and just sit there stationary. So he bugs out and we proceed to kill him. I'm not 100% sure but I think I said we should wipe and do it legit before he died, I know I pissed and moaned about how it didn't feel like the accomplishment it should have and blah blah blah for which I was rightly ridiculed. The next week I believe we one shot him but I had sour grapes for weeks because we were dirty dirty cheaters and didn't reset him when he bugged like the saintly little boy scouts I wanted us to be ;_;.
Viscidious was a soul crushing retard check. I don't recall why exactly but Visc was much harder for horde guilds and not many downed him during the AQ era. I was new at the time, I'm not sure if i was a full member yet or still an applicant but we wiped and wiped and wiped. Part of that problem was most groups were taking waaay too much poison damage which was the one aspect of the fight that was super easy due to shaman. My group was taking little to no damage due to the fact that the poison stacks applied at the exact same rate poison cleansing totem pulsed. So as soon as the debuff hit you drop a totem and if you placed it right you cleanse your entire group before it even ticks and continue to do so for the entire two minute duration. Some of the groups with shaman are being eaten alive by the poison so Rav asks me to share what I'm doing with the other shaman, some of whom have 10 years with the guild. I get some of the most offensive replies I have ever read in my life back in response to those messages. Being the new guy wasn't super fun! The issue never got sorted out and we ended up winning despite the fact that most of the shaman groups were eating metric fuck tons of poison damage they didn't have to take. Go us! I still don't understand why but to be fair 90% of the raid had engineering but Ravv only trusted about five people to use goblin landmines correctly.
The night I ruined Naxx and stopped being the golden child was my first real taste of drama in FoH. I had taken a night off and missed spider wing the week prior. That week our clear pattern changed and we skipped a pack by hugging the left wall to save a couple minutes. Well no one remembered to let me know so I herp derp my way around the corner and aggro the pack that was left up. Our raid leader (a priest, Delkhaan if memory serves) absolutely loses his god damn mind over vent. Screaming cursing calling me names the whole nine yards. I'm drinking and playing at a friends house and had just come back from an AFK due to dropping and breaking a glass when it happened so I get pretty salty about it especially when a new shaman app HAS THE GAL to send me a whisper explaining how to hug the corner(how soon we forget!). Yelling at folks wasn't exactly rare but losing ones shit and calling out a single person by name was and had certainly never happened to me at that point other than the exasperated sighs when my always strafing left habit caused me to faceplant on the first eye beam from Cthun (Who always fired a good bit left of his initial target). So anyhow we pick up and move along. I tell that uppity fucker I'm well aware of how to corner hug it just would have been good to give me a heads up on the fact I needed to since I missed the last week. I bitch in group chat about how uncalled for and over the top screaming at me was and since I'm in a group with four officers someone tells Delk I'm shit talking him I guess. We clear to Anub and just sit there for a minute or so and I'm just beginning to wonder what we're waiting for when Delk begins to make the earlier reaming sound like a friendly heads up and removes me from the raid. At that point a couple folks step up in my defense and I'm immediately invited back and flooded with tells from folks telling me this is crazy your good don't worry about it he's just stressed out etc etc. But I am beyond done with it at that point so I hearthstone out, tell him to get fucked, and log off to get shitfaced with my friends sooner than planned. That ended up being one of the last, if not the last raid lead by Delkhaan for a while. Guy was just beyond stressed and needed the break which I certainly understand now. Being a raid leader contending for world firsts is not the easiest task in the world. Honestly thought I would be guildless after that night but I just ended up losing my golden boy status as up to that point I was kind of the teachers pet with a good portion of the officers and damn near loot bukkaked as a result. It was the beginning of the end of my vanilla career as well. I was bitter about it and couldn't get past it so I just had less and less desire to put in the crazy hours I needed to. I became somewhat of a pariah to the rank and file as well since loot was officer awarded you didn't want to be the person who's friends with the guy half the officers hate. A shaman who was an app before me and approved a few weeks after me ended up being the new "me" after that. Our rivalry and loathing for one another went on for years and has it's own stories.
I've got a bunch of other stories and anecdotes but these were just on my mind today. Once again if you have your own stories I would love to read them and if you thought these were interesting let me know and I'll post more!
The first time FoH downed Gluth was because he bugged out. Gluth gave us a bit of trouble for a while. Our strategy was all worked out and it was just down to execution and zombie chow co-operating with the retardedly Benny Hill Earthbind race track I assume most horde guilds concocted. So we would have got him that week if not that night anyways but there was a bug where if Gluth tried to eat a chow but that zombie was killed in the half second or so it took him to get to it he would become unresponsive and just sit there stationary. So he bugs out and we proceed to kill him. I'm not 100% sure but I think I said we should wipe and do it legit before he died, I know I pissed and moaned about how it didn't feel like the accomplishment it should have and blah blah blah for which I was rightly ridiculed. The next week I believe we one shot him but I had sour grapes for weeks because we were dirty dirty cheaters and didn't reset him when he bugged like the saintly little boy scouts I wanted us to be ;_;.
Viscidious was a soul crushing retard check. I don't recall why exactly but Visc was much harder for horde guilds and not many downed him during the AQ era. I was new at the time, I'm not sure if i was a full member yet or still an applicant but we wiped and wiped and wiped. Part of that problem was most groups were taking waaay too much poison damage which was the one aspect of the fight that was super easy due to shaman. My group was taking little to no damage due to the fact that the poison stacks applied at the exact same rate poison cleansing totem pulsed. So as soon as the debuff hit you drop a totem and if you placed it right you cleanse your entire group before it even ticks and continue to do so for the entire two minute duration. Some of the groups with shaman are being eaten alive by the poison so Rav asks me to share what I'm doing with the other shaman, some of whom have 10 years with the guild. I get some of the most offensive replies I have ever read in my life back in response to those messages. Being the new guy wasn't super fun! The issue never got sorted out and we ended up winning despite the fact that most of the shaman groups were eating metric fuck tons of poison damage they didn't have to take. Go us! I still don't understand why but to be fair 90% of the raid had engineering but Ravv only trusted about five people to use goblin landmines correctly.
The night I ruined Naxx and stopped being the golden child was my first real taste of drama in FoH. I had taken a night off and missed spider wing the week prior. That week our clear pattern changed and we skipped a pack by hugging the left wall to save a couple minutes. Well no one remembered to let me know so I herp derp my way around the corner and aggro the pack that was left up. Our raid leader (a priest, Delkhaan if memory serves) absolutely loses his god damn mind over vent. Screaming cursing calling me names the whole nine yards. I'm drinking and playing at a friends house and had just come back from an AFK due to dropping and breaking a glass when it happened so I get pretty salty about it especially when a new shaman app HAS THE GAL to send me a whisper explaining how to hug the corner(how soon we forget!). Yelling at folks wasn't exactly rare but losing ones shit and calling out a single person by name was and had certainly never happened to me at that point other than the exasperated sighs when my always strafing left habit caused me to faceplant on the first eye beam from Cthun (Who always fired a good bit left of his initial target). So anyhow we pick up and move along. I tell that uppity fucker I'm well aware of how to corner hug it just would have been good to give me a heads up on the fact I needed to since I missed the last week. I bitch in group chat about how uncalled for and over the top screaming at me was and since I'm in a group with four officers someone tells Delk I'm shit talking him I guess. We clear to Anub and just sit there for a minute or so and I'm just beginning to wonder what we're waiting for when Delk begins to make the earlier reaming sound like a friendly heads up and removes me from the raid. At that point a couple folks step up in my defense and I'm immediately invited back and flooded with tells from folks telling me this is crazy your good don't worry about it he's just stressed out etc etc. But I am beyond done with it at that point so I hearthstone out, tell him to get fucked, and log off to get shitfaced with my friends sooner than planned. That ended up being one of the last, if not the last raid lead by Delkhaan for a while. Guy was just beyond stressed and needed the break which I certainly understand now. Being a raid leader contending for world firsts is not the easiest task in the world. Honestly thought I would be guildless after that night but I just ended up losing my golden boy status as up to that point I was kind of the teachers pet with a good portion of the officers and damn near loot bukkaked as a result. It was the beginning of the end of my vanilla career as well. I was bitter about it and couldn't get past it so I just had less and less desire to put in the crazy hours I needed to. I became somewhat of a pariah to the rank and file as well since loot was officer awarded you didn't want to be the person who's friends with the guy half the officers hate. A shaman who was an app before me and approved a few weeks after me ended up being the new "me" after that. Our rivalry and loathing for one another went on for years and has it's own stories.
I've got a bunch of other stories and anecdotes but these were just on my mind today. Once again if you have your own stories I would love to read them and if you thought these were interesting let me know and I'll post more!