On Pedestrian Concerns
So I’ve been spending some time with my cow warrior lately. Yes, his name is Randomcowjoke. Why? Because I got sick of seeing all the Taurens named “Quarterpounder” or “USDAPrime” or “MEAT.” So I figured I’d poke fun at them.
This is not my FIRST time mucking around with a horde toon, but it’s my first time leveling one in the Barrens. Leveling in the Barrens, for those of you who have yet to have the experience of doing so, goes something like this.
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Questgiver: “Greetings, young warrior! We have a problem with harpies, northwest of here! Go clear some of them out for me!”
Me: “Sure, Mr. Orc!”
*Jog jog jog jog jog jog jog jog jog…jog jog…plod plod jog plod…plod plod…*
“Harpies!” *Thwack…thwack…thwack…thwack…thwack…*
“Phew, there we go!” *jog jog jog plod…jog jog plod plod trudge…plod plod plod jog trudge…”
Questgiver: “Good job young warrior! You show much dedication to the Horde! Now, you’ve taken out the rank and file, go take out some of their lieutenants!”
Me: “Oh. Uh, okay, I guess.”
*Jog plod plod plod trudge…plod plod trudge wheeze plod plod…trudge plod plod plod*
“Okay, only the ones with the rings this time. Sheesh.” *Thwack… thwack… thwack… thwack… thwack…*
“Okay…that’s six…rings…done now.”
*Plod plod plod trudge wheeze trudge…trudge trudge wheeze wheeze…plod trudge wheeze trudge…*
Questgiver: “You will someday be a great hero, Tauren, I can tell! Now, get back there and kill the harpy leader!”
Me: “You &#%&#*$%@#%@!!!!”
/camp
