God, I've read about half of this thread so far and it just makes me spout some of my favorite memories. I started playing in December of 99 because I just read an article talking about how the FF creators had played and fell in love with EQ and wanted to do the same thing for Final Fantasy, and that they would be releasing Final Fantasy XI as an online game. Skeptical, I figured I'd buy EQ to see what all the fuss was about...
First server was Nameless because it was easy to remember since I figured out that the top server was not static... and changed to whichever one had the most people on it. But it was messed up names I couldn't remember like Cazic Thule (wtf), Tunare (huh?), or Queynos. I played on there until November of the next year. The most memorable moment from there was the first week of Kunark's release. My friends and I were in our 30's (I was one bub into level 30) and we decided to go to Kunark to try it out. Well one of the party members had the port to there (they were the highest level of the group) so off we go.... to only get split up, hopelessly lost and then hopelessly dead. For SIXTEEN HOURS we tried to find our corpses but we had no clue other than it was out in this snowy field of doom filled with creepy ass spider people and giant dogs. Finally some people came and we were able to locate all corpses, and in the meantime I remember me and my buddy were sitting naked on the Freeport docks (where we were bound), dueling each other out of boredom. Fun times fun times. Unfortunately, I was friends with the Guild Leader and his wife, and the obligatory ugly divorce came and I was somehow pulled into the whole mess and expected to take sides. Being young and retarded, I freaked out and left the server.
I ended up going to Morell Thule, where I had another amazing experience with a chance meeting with some guys there. We had met in Unrest, and hit it off, so we decided to do another night of grouping in Sol A a little while later. After that night we decided to form a guild. It was six of us and the guild leader had four friends willing to make it ten. Eventually the 6 became just four of us, and we were the only members of that guild and just perma grouped. It was Me (cleric), Warrior, Chanter, and Druid. So basically we could do whatever we wanted because we just had to fill out the other two slots with anyone. And who wasn't looking for a group back then? It was then revealed to me that the warrior and chanter were friends with someone in one of the higher end guilds and that we pretty much had a guarantee of getting in once we hit 46. I couldn't wait because ever since I laid eyes on planar gear, that was my only goal was to get in that armor and walk around to let everyone know I had been to the planes. I was so pumped about raiding and could not stop talking about it, and finally that magic day came. My first Fear Raid came and went and it was everything I could have dreamed for and then some. Danger, excitement, the fear of a wipe that would cost us days of time, the whole nine yards. Then it was Hate where my armor dropped and after a month or so I was a walking grape, and I was proud! Annnnd then we started to move on in the Raiding... and then I started to notice. That I really .. hated it.
Fear and Hate were fun because it felt like (to me at least) it was our army vs the mob's army. And it was chaotic and crazy and fun. But then starting with Kunark (which honestly was really just bosses at the end of the dungeons for the most part) and especially in Velious. It really felt like it was a six man dungeon buffed to the hilt so it took 40 people to do instead, and it was just boring. I felt completely busted, because I spent all that time of dreaming of the day that I could say "I am a raider." And when that day came, I was like "Bleh I am a raider and it sucks!" I quit not long after that, and I never really came back save for a couple of two or three month stints here and there. I then went to WoW and I never got into that game because of the same thing. I felt like I was obliged to play a healer to have a chance to get groups, and all I had to look forward to were more 40 man dungeon crawls that really should have been 5 man content. I'm not saying this is definitely how it was, but that was my perception.
Then in 06 I was married and had a kid on the way, and I hung up my MMO hat for the most part. I look back at EQ and I still say it was the best gaming experience I had ever had, and nothing will probably come close to it. It was a Bi Polar game of extremes. What was good, was awesome. What was Bad was nail into the dick painful or horrid. And I personally won't ever be able to dedicate myself that much to a game again (well at least until my kids grow up). However, I do wish that one day someone does try to recreate that magic. Not because I want to play it, but I would love for future generations to experience that same thing I did. While it won't quite be the same, since it wasn't just a new world. It was a new world using tech not really seen before on a mainstream level before hand, I still think future generations would love a good kick in the balls to wake them up in the morning. And that is why I sit back and quietly cheer for the Vanguards and whatever future endeavor Brad is trying to roll out, while I am sure at best I'll be playing the Titan's and Diablo III's.