Why I WoW

Before going to bed last night, I logged into multiple toons to check their mail and auctions. This morning, at 5:45 am, I left my house for work and listened to The Instance podcast on the way in. In a few short hours, five or ten avid WoW-playing coworkers will be here, ready to share their recent adventures. One of my subordinates will say that he’s finally ready for me to run his twink-in-progress through Wailing Caverns. One of my peers will make sure that I got his vacation request… beginning Thursday November 13th. One will tell me about yet another frustrating PUG that he eventually ghetto-hearthed out of. And I’ll also have to endure stories of my main being passed in levels by a Rogue that was power-leveled by the spouse of one of my other subordinates.

One of these guys is a married father of a toddler. Another is a forty-five-year-old man getting ready to go through a divorce. There’s a single guy who works two full time jobs and participates in regional and national mixed martial arts tournaments. There’s your prototypical energy drink-consuming single nerd. And finally, there’s the married mother of two. The only common thread that runs through us all is WoW.

When I first started playing, I was invited to join what everyone referred to as the “minor leagues” for one of the more respected guilds on our realm. The GM was a good guy and was on pretty regularly. But the rest of the members weren’t very active and the GB was usually empty. While questing out in Tanaris, I ran into a fellow Draenei Mage a level or two below me. She was struggling to take down a mob and her Mana Shield was about tapped out. I jumped in and finished the thing off. She asked me if I wanted to group for some quests in the area. A little later, one of her guildies joined us. It didn’t take long for us all to confess that we were getting bored with our current guilds. I half-jokingly suggested that we should start our own. The idea wasn’t met with any resistance. A few days later, the three of us ran BRD with a couple other friends. After we cleared the instance, we knew that we needed to all belong to the same guild. The next day, the Cool Kids were born.

We’re probably more of a leveling guild for now. But when the three founding members all ding 70, we’ll be partnering with Creative Anarchy to get our feet wet with some endgame content. I’m fortunate to have a four year veteran Mage to look to for advice. But in the meantime, we all do our own thing. Sometimes a few of us will hit an instance that’s in the middle of the group’s level range. Other times, we quest different areas from each other, chatting and bragging about our lucky drops and quest rewards. Kotasky loves to group. Airdrie loves to have more seasoned players escort us through instances. I love to solo. But at the end of the day, we all pool our resources in the GB, hook each other up with mats and goodies, and share our stories. The three of us, and the rest of the guild at large, all play a different flavor of the same game. The only common thread that runs through us all is WoW.

Sound familiar? Scroll up a few paragraphs. So why do I WoW? Because I feel like I belong. I was never the nerdiest kid in school. I was never the prom king. But I play and discuss WoW with people who were both of those things. And they know it. And they don’t care. So when the guy labeled “geek” growing up talks smack to the prom king in person and he takes it, then Blizzard has done its job. I’ll happily send $15 a month their way to have every social barrier that I’ve ever known broken down by a few million orcs, trolls, dwarves, and elves… even if that Utopia only exists in Azeroth.

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