Journey to The Dark Side (Come on, you know you want to..)

Something astonishing has happened over the last couple of weeks. John has been taking time off of World of Warcraft.

(I'll pause here to let it sink in. I know. I'm still a little dazed.)

I didn't know if the reason behind this sudden stall in gaming was the new job, or the fact that he's been a little under the weather lately, or the lunar cycles. And then I questioned his recent interest in joining me in my alone time long before his 10PM curfew.

"Well, I don't know. I'm not feeling all that well and it takes a lot of skill and concentration to play."

"Yes, yes, I understand that. Walking and dying can be taxing on your fingers. Cut the crap. Why aren't you playing so much anymore?"

(Pause)

"Well..."

"Why aren't you joining any raids?"

"I'm not playing so much with those guys anymore."

"Why?"

"Because their skill levels are much higher than mine and..."

"And?"

"Well..."

"What, they don't want to play with you anymore?"

John rolled his eyes. "Not exactly. They want me to practice and go do a few quests on my own and then I should be able-"

I couldn't stop the laugh that escaped my mouth. "They threw you out of the guild?"

Silence. (Oh, damn, was this going to be a milk-n-cookie heart-to-heart moment?)

"So, are you practicing?"

"Jen, it's boring when you're doing it on your own and the only people to partner with are either lowbies or kids."

(Lowbies. I like that. Like newbies, but not new. Just low. Oh, sorry, back to the conversation.)

I thought of something. "Why don't you play with Justin?" (Another WoW friend.)

"He's a bad guy."

"So? Be a bad guy."

John shook his head. "No, that wouldn't work. If the guild found out I had a bad character, they would flip out."

"So, don't tell them you're a bad guy." Ooh, idea! "AND, hide your identity, find out where they are, and attack 'em! You know their skills and maneuvers, easy kills!" (I still can't believe we had this conversation.)

John actually seemed to consider this. So, I kept going.

"Can you be both characters at the same time?"

"I would have to have two accounts to do that."

"So, get yourself another account so you can be in both places at once, like a mole! You know, go all 24 on their ass!"

John started laughing. "Don't you think they'll question why I'm the only one not getting killed?"

"Nah, they'll be too busy dying to notice you're still standing. Then you can collect all their crap and flee like the evil bad ass you are."

John looked a little surprised that I was actually encouraging him to foray deeper into the abyss that is World of Warcraft, but this conversation taught me a few lessons:

1. I actually enjoy my time alone and John's interest in joining me for my alone time is not conducive to my alone time. (Redundant much?)

2. I want John to be able to have his creative outlet and therefore I will continue to encourage that outlet even if the outlet is plugged into the World of Warcraft server.

3. I need to work on my milk-n-cookie heart-to-heart moments and try not to suggest revenge as a solution to problems.

4. Milk-n-cookie heart-to-heart moments are not just between parent and child, I guess, proof evident in the above conversation.

5. Sometimes, it's good to be bad. (Oh, yeah...)

I haven't asked John since this conversation whether or not he would actually go through with it and he was playing the game last night, but I didn't ask if his character was a good witch or a bad witch.

My guess is that he's still a good witch, because he was dying a lot.

And in the World of Warcraft, only the good die often.

(Yes, I know that was a Billy Joel song, but I changed it to suit my needs. My blog, mine!)

Comments

[Undomestic Diva]

O...M...G. Hee hee.

[Kirsten]

Oh My your more evil than I thought..lol

I agree Jon get another account and go kick their you know whats! All that time you put in how dare they kick you out.

I did have to giggle though, seen as your job had a WOW room, hmmm what to do? what to do? :o))

[Lisa]

Oh my gosh. This is hilarious.

Hubby isn't in to any games like this but he loves Comic Books and I find us having conversations about the characters as if they are real.

I want to slap myself and say: "Lisa! They're not real! what the heck is your problem?"

Cracks me up.

Keep us updated on what color hat he's wearing these days..even though I've really no clue what WOW is. Nor do I want to know then Hubby might want to play it too.

[Wendy]

You sound like me and Thomas. He doesn't have time for games (works 70 hours/week so I can stay home with the kids), but we have milk-n-cookies talks all the time. That's what best friends are for. Although I do think the next time he's complaining about his hateful boss I might consider tempting him to the dark side...

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