I had forgotten what ‘fun’ was in WoW.
Yup, really. Recently, I have become so focused on making the most of my WoW time, prioritizing, and getting stuff done. WoW became almost like a chore. Ok, first I gotta go my Ordos and Celestial runs on all my 90. Next I need to run the LFRs for the legendary quest on my priest and then my druid. Ok, now I need to level my professions on my druid. Oops, I forgot to post my auctions, better head out to the AH. It was tedious, it was time-consuming, and honestly, it wasn’t fun.
I was slowly burning out on WoW. It’s not that I didn’t want to play, but when I was, I’d spent more time reading or listening to music than actually playing. WoW became a checklist, a job, and that’s not why I love this game. Until, everything changed one fateful night.
In order to get my last couple of sigils for my druid, I was running back to back LFR. I was barely paying attention to the raids (you can heal the older LFRs with your eyes closed it seems), and really would rather be doing something else. So, I turned to guild chat.
For the next couple of LFRs, I chatted with my guildies. We talked about absolutely nothing, but it was relaxing. And at times, funny. There was no pressure to do anything (it’s not like we were in an instance together or something), and time passed really quickly for me.
I finished with my LFRs, getting my last couple of sigils. But instead of feeling accomplished or even remotely satisfied, I just felt resigned. First step down, eighty million to go. Why was I even doing this again?
Some of the guildies that I had been talking to decided to run a heroic dungeon for giggles and chuckles. There was no gear or anything I needed from a heroic, so I almost decided to pass (like I usually do). I needed to get working on the legendary questline, right?
That’s when I stopped. And thought. And realized that I was being ridiculous. I play video games for one reason- to have fun. Not to get the best gear, not to be the most skilled, but to entertain myself. And was I really entertaining myself by forcing myself to slog through this legendary questline for the 4th time? Not at all.
So I asked to come along on the dungeon run. My guildies quickly invited me (I was to be the healer) and we were off.
We zoned into Shado Pan Monastery, us guildies and an unknown tank. Someone joked in guild chat that we should give the tank a hard time, since we were all from the same guild. Then, rather out of the blue, the tank announced he was ‘baked’. And what followed was the craziest, most hilarious heroic I have ever run.
We started off with a bunch of potato jokes (because baked, geddit?) which then turned into hilarious ‘don’t do drugs’ facts (Four out of every three people who do drugs die). All the while, we were speeding through the dungeon, recklessly pulling packs of adds that we probably could have avoided. At one point, one of my guildies switched on pack, which started a ‘flame war’ between him and another guildie. It was crazy and hilarious.
I was really doing nothing as a healer, as everyone out geared the content. So, I switched to my feral spec, and that’s when things got really insane. Suddenly, one of our guild members started to die during every trash pull (I’m not sure if this was purposeful or not), and this started another ‘flame war’ about who should be taking the blame. We were still pulling relatively fast, and our tank was starting to joke around with us guildies.
All of a sudden, we found ourselves at the end of the dungeon. Instead of me going back to resto, we decided to burn the boss, and pop literally every cooldown we had (some of which were not spell cooldowns, but toy cooldowns too). The boss’s health plummeted, and then we were done! The heroic was complete, and the run ended!
Everyone said their goodbyes, and we parted ways with the tank (I never did write down his name). I had to log out, as it was getting late for me. But even after the run was done, I found myself thinking about it.
The heroic was awesome. It was totally insane, completely out of control, and absolutely hilarious. That is why I transferred to this realm to play with this guild. That is why I came with my guildies that night. That is why I play WoW.
Recently, I reflected, I had forgotten this. I became so worried about maxing out my characters, about utilizing my time, about only doing the things in the game that will improve my gear somehow, that WoW had stopped being fun. I was so intent on the legendary questline, and my ilvl, and my auctions, that I didn’t do anything besides that. I was so focused on my goals that I didn’t even hang out with my guildies anymore. WoW had become a job.
But my guildies reminded me what WoW was all about.
I don’t play WoW to have the best gear. I don’t play WoW as a chore or job. I don’t play WoW to be the best player. I play WoW because it is fun. Because the people playing are fun. Because the experiences I’ve had, and will continue to have, are fun. I play WoW to have fun.