Driving thoughts

So there I am.  Driving home.  Listening the cd in the player, a compilation my wife’s sister put together for her.  Old timey rock and roll.  Stuff like Scorpions and Iron Maiden and AC/DC.

And then I’m picturing a new header graphics for the blog here.  Huge Tauren, Shaman, with those glowing Voodoo Shoulders, arms extended to the front, lightning leaping from his fingers and smashing into an enemy.

So fine
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Whoa baby, baby, thunderstruck
You’ve been thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck
You’ve been thunderstruck

-Thunderstruck, by AC/DC

I’m not a role-player type, though I do roll on a role-playing server.  I do want to get lost sometimes.  And even though it’s AC/DC, and a bit dated, can you think of better music for a rumble royale down Alterac Valley way?

Next track, Going to California by Led Zeppelin.

To find a queen without a king;
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings.
La la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin to find a woman whos never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself its not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

Oh yeah, there I was.  Standing on some cliff’s edge, high above the crashing waves, in-character, on my Paladin’s charger, thinking of Effilda and Itarilde, an angel.  Trying to find a woman who’s never been born.

And for a guild name <In the Footsteps of Dawn>.   If you’re in armor plate, and completely badass, and the utter Scourge of the Scourge, can’t you picture the heights of nobility to belong to something associated with the Dawn, and forward movement?

We were watching the Warcraft cinematics the other night.  The ones you get access to when you load the program.  The dwarf and his bear, both hairy and shaking the falling snow off.  Or the night elf running through the woods, and changing into a panther and splashing into a pool of water before jumping off a cliff.  (Druid in me thinking “Why are you running, use travel form you noob!”)  Or the second cinematic for the Burning Crusade, and the graphics are just stunning.

Can you imagine the depth of immersion if your in-game looked like that?  You know what would really ruin it?  And you know they’d ruin it so fast for you your head would swim, and they’d do it to spite you, and your ancestors and descendants all at once if they could.  Because that’s their game.  Griefers I’m talking about.  The ones who’ll create a character on a Role-Play server, name him “IDONTHEALZ” and get ten like minded tucks to create guilds like <NINJA LoOt Whorz>.

Your world may be made perfect around you, and you’d have visions of fantasy in your mind, and these clowns show up aiming to ruin it for you.

I can’t imagine there being any griefers in LARP (Live action (i.e. in real life) role-play) events.  And while I think the idea of the Furries in their costumes running around in the woods behind their subdivision living out a story found only in their own minds highly odd, hey, at least they aren’t griefers out to ruin things for me.  There is a difference.  We can use the same mountains.  They in their world, me in mine, looking for, and finding, a queen who’s never, never, never been born.

That got me to thinking about how lost I got in those stories I’d read as a kid.  Moorcock’s Elric of Melnibone adventuring, caught in the everlasting battle between Law and Chaos.  One scene, they’re in some jungles somewhere, and he’s examining an artifact, and I don’t know the details, but I remember it as if I’d seen it on t.v. (which I didn’t), and that’s just wild.  The ability of stories, or story worlds, to draw you in and capture your imagination.  The falling threads that McCaffrey’s dragonriders of Pern hoped to stop.  The crazy world of Melville’s New Crobuzon.  I don’t want to be alone there.  I want to rock, and be noble, and live, in a populated world that delights the mind.

And then I turned into the driveway and parked.  🙂


About Kinless

Gamer. Engineer. Lived lots of places.
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2 Responses to Driving thoughts

  1. *vlad* says:

    Great post.

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