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The Ethics of being an Online Hero.

January 25, 2013

So, I’ve just finished watching Sword Art Online.

For those of you uninterested in Anime or simply uninformed about SAO, it’s an anime about a full-immersion VR MMO that taps directly into your brain, and a group of people who get trapped inside of it for two years by the game’s creator, with the classic hook of ‘Die in the game, Die in Real Life’.

The thing that made it special was it was written and created with the Modern MMO culture in mind, everyone’s represented, from creepy online stalkers, to greifers, to PKers from Korean MMOs of old, to the women who ply their sexuality for favors, and people who pretend to be another gender for a feeling of safety, it covered pretty much everything, and did it well.

It also covered the topic of who you are online.

This is a topic somewhat close to my heart. See, I’ve proven time and again I am an anomaly online; some weird mutli-headed beast which is to quote Hunter S. Thompson; “Too weird to live, too rare to die.” Why? Well…  because where online interactions are concerned, I am the same man on the intertubes as I am in person. I don’t change with the perceived ‘consequence free’ environment, The Murdos you see is the Murdos you get, regardless of where or when you met him.
What’s so rare about this is that as Penny Arcade so artfully put in it’s Greater Internet Fuckwad theory, A Person+ Anonymity+Audience = Total Fuckwad. The sad part is it’s true to a great degree, you’ll meet many people online and I can trust if you’re reading this that you HAVE met many, whom are quite different online then they would ever been in real life. No consequences means they can spew all the hateful bile they want, use, abuse and dispose of people like objects and the only recompense they receive is the loss of a little green dot on their friends list.

I’m not like that. And SAO makes a point that in fact, nobody is.

The narrative throughput of the entire story is varied, but one of the core ideas is the idea of getting to know someone through the internet, and how it’s no different from knowing them in real life. In fact; it’s more intimate – because online, in the safety of the internet, miles of cable and servers between you and anyone else, you witness the person themselves unfiltered.

And sometimes, it’s an ugly sight.

So, what does this have to do with World of Warcraft you ask? Well, it’s about how we do things here. What our goals are and how we accomplish them. There’s a player on my old server who I will politely NOT name because that’s nasty, and you should be ashamed for wanting that information, whom I’ve dubbed the ‘Bizzaro Murdos’, Bizzaro is a fairly good player, as good as I am at least, devoted to self-improvement and accomplishing his goals. He’s also a raging jackass. No, no kidding; he’s everything you’ve ever heard bad about online players, he’s cocky, arrogant, abusive and pitiless. Famous for his ability to guild-hop at the shortest notice if it might get him more gear, or a faster progression. I publicly clashed with this individual multiple times, why?

Well… I’m the hero. I’m supposed to.

See I sort of agree with SAO’s idea that being anonymous doesn’t change you, it simply allows your actual self to lay bare unfettered with no real emotional consequences by and large. That’s why we clashed so hard, Bizzaro was self-serving and hateful with no compassion for others, and I as a player have always tried to be the Hero. It’s the kind of guy I am, I believe in helping others, in sustaining yourself on your own strength, in giving back and caring for those I meet. Online I’m no different, where I may hold a door for an elderly person or pause in a restaurant to help a server who dropped a plate – online I’ll carry under-leveled players through difficult content, run dungeons with friends to gear them faster, give away gold and materials to people to give them a better start or simply make their day – hell back during Wrath I made a little name for myself as The Beer Goat, riding about Booty Bay and Dalaran during the Fishing Tournament dispensing Cap’ n Rumsey’s lager to all the fishermen accompanied by a bit of rhyme and a laugh. I thrive on good feelings, and he thrived on the negative. We clashed because we were opposites, I offended him and he offended me.

This has always been a little rough on me in-game, I’m sure everyone’s heard the concept of ‘White Knighting’ enough to be familiar with it, I get a lot of flak for my behaviors because people wrongfully assume I’m attempt to curry favor or in some way assert a moral high ground… when that isn’t the case, heck you might be this far in the blog post and thinking I’m doing just that with the comparison of Bizzaro Murdos in the previous paragraph.

I’d ask you to ask yourself why you think that, is anything I’ve said offensive? I speak of taking joy in other’s pleasure, finding fun in making other people happy; in standing up to those whom abuse and take advantage of others, is anything there wrong or despicable?

Careful how you answer that, it might be more telling to your personality then you’d like to admit.

So the Ethics of being an Online Hero, much like being a knight of the old code… except we get more loot, and free enchants from our friends.

Still slay lots of dragons though.


On Raiding, Friends, and finding the meaning of your own standards.

January 11, 2013

After a brief Hiatus – by which I mean I forgot about this blog in the holiday fervor -I return; let’s leap headfirst to the deep end of online gaming.

In this time, my guild’s made some astounding progress against some pretty stiff odds; we’re not clearing all the content in one lockout like DREAM-Paragon or something else, but we’ve essentially cleared Mogu’Shan Vaults and the entry bosses in Heart of Fear while seven-manning the raids with mouth-breathers from Trade Chat. Thankfully that has mostly fixed itself, our second tank Escorducarla has finally moved into her new apartment, complete with it’s own space and 10-megabit internet connection, and is raiding with us again, issue free. We’re still down a man, our newest hunter convert appears to be fighting off the damned Andromeda Virus down in his place in Australia, and I wish him all the best.

It’s been in this time, of the guild having to really throw together and put up 110% effort constantly to cover for weak spots in comp, or just weaknesses in raiders in general, that I’ve really had a chance to look at the standards I hold myself to.

In no uncertain terms: I believe myself to be among the best Death Knights on the server, if not the game. I’m not of this assumption because of any delusions, but because of my consistent performance in the last several raid tiers. I’ve routinely out-DPS’d classes that statistically should mop the floor with my numbers, and brought a level of clutch utility and sheer burst murder that’s time and again put me in the 95% percentile of logs on WOL, and I’ve ranked several times during early-tier raiding. Am I the best DK in the world? Probably not, there’s probably someone else who’s got a better setup, a more instinctual knowledge of his keyboard, cooldowns and macros that can execute my best better then I can – but I haven’t met him.

Recently, I’ve gotten a chance to really get down to why being this guy is important to me, and my happiness on the game. Do I want to be better then someone? Well… honestly, yes. Everyone wants to feel superior to someone else, it’s a pretty hard-coded part of human psychology, so the fact that I’ve proven my superiority time and again is gratifying is a moot point for the most part. The key is is that just ALL it is? I’ve really been focused on upping my damage and time-on target so much that during some of the guild efforts, I really was stopped to really sit back and think about it last night by a friend’s words.

“We can all see you on the meter, we know you’re awesome. You don’t have to tell us.”

I know, it seems pretty simple and obvious right? But it hit me pretty soundly.

I’ve spent all this time raiding with a group of people who were my friends before I’d ever beat an enrage timer for them, or pulled out a clutch battle-res or Anti-magic zone that saved the raid – and I’ve spent this entire time trying to prove myself to them.

I’ve had to do it before in nearly every guild I’ve been in, playing  a Melee DPS, and on top of that the much-maligned Death Knight class: it’s usually pretty clear that the guilds I’m in are waiting for the first excuse or solid recruit to replace me with another Mage or Warlock, or whichever ranged spec is braindead OP this patch. I’ve gone into raiding having to punch above my weight to keep my spot over these statistically superior classes and their players who rolled them for just that reason. I’ve spent my time in Melee DPS Hell, dodging cleaves and AOEs and still hammering the Weak Point for Massive Damage well and truly above others who should be pound for pound more damage then me. Each raid was to be an a reaffirmation of “I am Murdos, and this is MY raid slot.”

Except… I don’t need to do that anymore. Like my friend told me, they know who I am, what I can do, and what I will do to be that guy. I don’t have to prove myself over and over again like some young buck starting fresh for a pro-sports team, or a untested knight at the Lists. I’m no Hedge Knight here with a immaculate set of armor and a newly-sharpened Runeblade playing pretend – I’m Murdos the Undying, Slayer of Digital Dragons and Electronic Undead, tenacious and true.

And that’s why my guild brings me along. Because they know that guy, and he’s pretty awesome.

In that, we’ve actually proceeded further then we expected. Banding together to welcome back our long-missed Bear-Butt Tank, we rung in her first raid back with us by dropping two new bosses on our first night in the cage again. It’s that sense of camaraderie that I’ve missed, I don’t leave a raid feeling sour and unhappy that my performance was unnoticed and my efforts were for an empty slot they needed to fill.

Now, I strive to be the best because that’s what my guild deserves.


WOO, ELEGON DOW-… Uh, guys?

December 4, 2012

Inspiration for the blog’s name, our first Elegon kill.I'm not the loot master!


It begins… again.

December 4, 2012

Thus begins a new blog.

This sort of sprung off the various blogs my guildmates have based on our World of Warcraft guild, Cinnamon Challenge. My guildmates hated the name, but I figure we’ve got our share of groaners, and as the sole Death Knight and on-again, off-again tank in our ranks – it was fitting.

What’ll pop up here? Well bits of this and that, we’re off to a slow start in Mists of Pandaria, but we’ve managed to clear things at a respectable pace despite being late to the party. I figure since our other blogs are all GMs and officers, I’ll be the weird little voice of the common enlisted     man, slogging away in the DPS trenches for purple text and glory!