This is a guest post from Softi.
I guess you could say Matt and I are pretty much opposites when it comes to, well, everything! He’s a guy, I’m a girl. He’s Canadian, I’m Scottish. He’s raiding high-end instances, I have about a million alts and I’m unable to put the time in for much raiding at all. But I can’t help but really enjoy chatting to the guy, even if he does insist on calling me ‘Mom’ all the bloody time!
So I thought I’d see if I can help him out with a guest post while he’s busy with his studies. There’s another difference – Matt’s at university with a great sense of self discipline, I’m a stay at home mum who can’t stick to any sort of structure or routine to save myself, and oh I have tried!
Matt told us a couple of months ago why he plays WoW, so I thought I’d tell you how I came to find the game, although you might want to go get a cup of coffee first, or hot chocolate… diet coke maybe?
The hubby, who will be herein known as J, started playing the game not long after the EU release, around March 05. We’d just got married, I was heaving around a bun in the oven, and as you can imagine,didn’t have much money to do, well…. anything, and evenings were oh so long and oh so boring. I was a MMORPG widow you see. Before he got WoW J would spend hours playing Star Wars Galaxies (I still shudder when he talks about it), and I would sit watching TV being bored out of my head.
Anyhoo, one night he was working late and I figured after I’d watched some TV (again) that I’d have a try of that stupid game of his and see what it was all about. He’d told me that druids changed into animals. Great! I thought, I love animals, that will be so cool. So I rolled a Night Elf Druid, and after about 5 painstaking minutes of trying to come up with a name, I figured hey, why not try my own, so Marylin (now known as Softthistle) was born.
Almost 5 hours later when J came home, I was still playing. He asked where his dinner was and I think I probably grunted at him that he could do it himself cause I was busy (oh the shame!).
A few weeks later my character had overtaken his in levels and I was playing more than ever. J was not amused at me playing on his account all the time and stopped playing. Typical of course – I was better at levelling so he gave up *sigh*. So I took over his account completely, he had deleted his character and claimed he’d not be playing again, the tables had turned. He was now the WoW Widower, and I was the gamer.
GAMER… me? I have turned into a gamer. Over 3 years ago I started this game having never dabbled in more than playing The Sims every now and then. Now I even blog about WoW, well… I attempt to anyway. J eventually gave in and came back to WoW, of course I had to buy him a new account as by this time we wanted to play the game together. He’s still playing now, not *quite* as enthusiastically as I do, but we will play together once in a while, and at least when he’s talking about the game I now actually know what he’s on about!
I guess when it comes down to it, maybe Matt and I aren’t so different after all. We both play WoW, we both love writing, and we both blog about Warcraft. Who’d have thought that a game could offer the chance of meeting so many new people? Not me, or not until now anyway!