Post by Morreion on May 28, 2010 7:15:20 GMT -5
World of Warcraft: Trying the Waters: Role-Playing
MMORPG.com EVE Survivor Guy tries his hand at surviving in another medium as Adam Tingle makes his first forray into the world of role-playing... with mixed results.
World of Warcraft: Testing The Waters: Role Playing 2
MMORPG.com EVE Survivor Guy tries his hand at surviving in another medium as Adam Tingle makes another move into the world of role-playing, causing a virtual stir in the process.
MMORPG.com EVE Survivor Guy tries his hand at surviving in another medium as Adam Tingle makes his first forray into the world of role-playing... with mixed results.
I sat in the Inn in Goldshire, possibly the most uncomfortable and awkward I have ever been; to the left of me was a bear dancing on a table requesting tips and adulation; to the right of me were four men mumbling about their evil deeds and scandalous plans. I was in an alien place. Where were the constant Chuck Norris jokes? The constant and infinite Duel requests? This wasn't the game I knew and here I was sat in the middle of my perceived madness, inviting conversation and trying to really get into the spirit of it all.
After sitting in the Inn for about half an hour soaking in the atmosphere I decided to approach the four evil doers and challenge them; feeling a little brave I decided on a course of taunting "you are not evil" I proclaimed "go away" came the response, I grew bolder "I am Trevor, minion of Kizzwazz the goblin, your so called evil antics are pitiful, watch me as I wreak destruction" at this cue I let off a firework in the inn, smirking in reality at what a virtual bastard I was; "Is this guy serious?" came the thoroughly unimpressed response, " I am totally for real Kalid" I replied in defiance, this was my mistake "Oh he's a loller, he said my name, go away loller" what followed was like a scene from the Wild West, I was ushered from the Inn by all, spat at and hated.
I think the biggest misconception about role-playing is that it is a little devil-may-care and random in inception. I had come to my character without an idea or clue what I was doing and simply going with the flow so to speak; to my ignorance many of the players who indulge in this element of gaming craft their characters, realize a story for themselves and take it quite seriously; and rightfully so; my first dozen interactions with people resulted in myself being titled a "loller" and one only there to poke fun at people simply enjoying what they are involved in. The last thing I wanted to do was tease the players as I admired the fact they could find the joy in something I could not allow myself to do through idiotic embarrassment and misplaced self awareness. I decided to try again but relocating to Stormwind City and its relative safety
After sitting in the Inn for about half an hour soaking in the atmosphere I decided to approach the four evil doers and challenge them; feeling a little brave I decided on a course of taunting "you are not evil" I proclaimed "go away" came the response, I grew bolder "I am Trevor, minion of Kizzwazz the goblin, your so called evil antics are pitiful, watch me as I wreak destruction" at this cue I let off a firework in the inn, smirking in reality at what a virtual bastard I was; "Is this guy serious?" came the thoroughly unimpressed response, " I am totally for real Kalid" I replied in defiance, this was my mistake "Oh he's a loller, he said my name, go away loller" what followed was like a scene from the Wild West, I was ushered from the Inn by all, spat at and hated.
I think the biggest misconception about role-playing is that it is a little devil-may-care and random in inception. I had come to my character without an idea or clue what I was doing and simply going with the flow so to speak; to my ignorance many of the players who indulge in this element of gaming craft their characters, realize a story for themselves and take it quite seriously; and rightfully so; my first dozen interactions with people resulted in myself being titled a "loller" and one only there to poke fun at people simply enjoying what they are involved in. The last thing I wanted to do was tease the players as I admired the fact they could find the joy in something I could not allow myself to do through idiotic embarrassment and misplaced self awareness. I decided to try again but relocating to Stormwind City and its relative safety
World of Warcraft: Testing The Waters: Role Playing 2
MMORPG.com EVE Survivor Guy tries his hand at surviving in another medium as Adam Tingle makes another move into the world of role-playing, causing a virtual stir in the process.
After some time and several ales, Faris, my friend caved in "my I enquire who is this Kizzwazz you keep referring to?" A bolt of mischief flashed before my eyes "Kizzwazz is my companion, my master and mistress; my divine leader" I waited for the reply "ah my friend, the ale is talking, it makes fool of us all."
Genuine annoyance flushed through me as I read the response "Kizzwazz is sat next to us friend, only the worthy may see him," I starting to believe my hogwash.
"I have seen many sights but never have I seen a mage under the dominion of a Kizzwazz," the reply came. "He is my master! He says I should not listen to you, you are scourge filth," it was true my friend was a bearded Death Knight.
"What? How can you say that? Kizzwazz leave this man, Trevorr, come with me, let us go to the cathedral and rid you of this demon," It was working.
What followed was a scene I had could have only dreamt of occurring. I stood up in the inn, proclaimed to all that "You will never part me from Kizzwazz!" and stood by the door "If you wish us to separate, we do so in death! I mean to drown myself in the canal!" several people stood and followed me towards my watery doom. My friend Faris had led the cries for me to stop my madness, I was unfaltering "Kizzwazz demands that we depart this realm forever, we shall perish only in physical form."
I took a step towards the canal, Faris followed "No, please, I can help you, join with me and we shall rid you of your demon" I was surprised how much I was getting into this, the small crowd was bustling with cries of madness "nobody can help me." I plunged into the watery depths, the blue bar of air quickly slid away, Faris plunged into the water with me "Please, we can help" I simply bowed under water and slipped away into death.
Genuine annoyance flushed through me as I read the response "Kizzwazz is sat next to us friend, only the worthy may see him," I starting to believe my hogwash.
"I have seen many sights but never have I seen a mage under the dominion of a Kizzwazz," the reply came. "He is my master! He says I should not listen to you, you are scourge filth," it was true my friend was a bearded Death Knight.
"What? How can you say that? Kizzwazz leave this man, Trevorr, come with me, let us go to the cathedral and rid you of this demon," It was working.
What followed was a scene I had could have only dreamt of occurring. I stood up in the inn, proclaimed to all that "You will never part me from Kizzwazz!" and stood by the door "If you wish us to separate, we do so in death! I mean to drown myself in the canal!" several people stood and followed me towards my watery doom. My friend Faris had led the cries for me to stop my madness, I was unfaltering "Kizzwazz demands that we depart this realm forever, we shall perish only in physical form."
I took a step towards the canal, Faris followed "No, please, I can help you, join with me and we shall rid you of your demon" I was surprised how much I was getting into this, the small crowd was bustling with cries of madness "nobody can help me." I plunged into the watery depths, the blue bar of air quickly slid away, Faris plunged into the water with me "Please, we can help" I simply bowed under water and slipped away into death.
Role-playing for me had been a struggle within myself, it had been uncomfortable and awkward but when pressed, I had socialized more than I have in years and in essence, recaptured some of that earlier feeling. It is astounding to see inns and various locales being used beyond functional purpose. Guilds taking residence of various abodes as places of ownership, players sat around the city simply conversing. All of this added a layer of fantasy and immersion that I thought was unobtainable in games such as World of Warcraft. The spark of creativity that flew easily through earlier games was now apparent here, just in an imaginative form.
