06Dec

After being gone for the month of November, I finally got my blog back up thanks to Google’s cache.  I think I’ve picked up all the posts — if I haven’t then the one’s I’m missing aren’t all that important.

So, as I make my first post to the new blog (now hosted by Wordpress software) Suquamish is a level 72 Paladin, in something of a conundrum.  While I should make the push to 75, just to make it, I find myself not terribly interested in XP’ing anything at the moment (Paladin in particular).

I’ve been having a great deal of fun helping out LS mates with quests, limit break quests, and obtaining AF.

I’m sure I’ll snap out of it and make my way for 75 soon.

Just a few screenshots I liked.

I wish SE would increase the quality of their screenshots.  I have a PC with plenty of disc space, so it’d be nice if they let me set the resolution.

Alternatively, I need to remember to download and purchase a copy of Fraps.

FFXI introduced Level Sync to FFXI.  This isn’t a new concept for MMO’s but the basic gist is you can form a party where the players can be of any level.  The party leader chooses the member to sync to (usually the lowest level member) and viola, everyone else is capped at that level and their gear scales down.

This has been great since I can now get a party anywhere with anyone at any level.  Mostly what I’ve witnessed it used for is to level synch with people in your LS.

This is a great way to help out your LS mates and get experience points in the process.  The downside is that you end up participating in parties with people who:

  1. tend not to be drunk, high, or otherwise braindead.
  2. don’t go away from their keyboard after every fight for 5 minutes.
  3. aren’t watching pr0n instead of actually playing.
  4. some combination of the above (consider #3 and #2 for the ‘ewwww!’ factor)
  5. all of the above

Hold on… Those are downsides?

Well yeah.

Now, getting motivated to participate in a standard pick-up group is a monumental undertaking.  It’s like trying to get excited about that stalk of celery laying next to a chocolate fudge cheesecake, or getting really psyched to visit a dentist in a third world country instead of heading to the to beach.

Damn you SE!  Damn you for giving us players EXACTLY what we wanted.

You are standing in an open field West of a white house, with a boarded front door.

There is a small mailbox here.

Although it is generally known, I think it’s about time to announce that I was born at a very early age.

– Groucho Marx

While it never surprises me to find out that most of the linkshell is populated by twenty-somethings, which renders me in the age bracket where I can tell most everyone “I’m old enough to be your parent,” one recent LinkShell conversation left me nonplussed.

One of the members was talking about how progressive their dad was when it game to entertainment.  They explained that he’s an avid gamer, but sticks to old-school FPS genres like Bioshock, Half-Life 2, and any number of the WWII games.  This member went on to say that upon seeing his kid play Final Fantasy XI, the dad in question thought he might start playing to try it out.

Of course everyone in the twenty-something age bracket has to make some remark either expressing wonder and/or bewilderment that someone that old would want to try a MMO, particularly one as grindish as FFXI.

Then the realization hit me.  Instead of Mialyn talking about her dad, Irisnyx could be talking about me, and the conversation would exactly fit.  Suddenly I started worrying about the Sandmen showing up at my door.

I tell you what, I’m not reporting to Carousel for Renewal.  I don’t care if my palm flower is black. I’m heading for Sanctuary.  Hopefully there’s an outlet and WiFi there so I can keep gaming with all the Greens and Reds.

“The search for the mot juste is not a pedantic fad but a vital necessity. Words are our precision tools. Imprecision engenders ambiguity and hours are wasted in removing verbal misunderstandings before the argument of substance can begin.”

— Anonymous Civil Servant

My static mate in game and good friend Ardra has made the decision to stop playing the Elvaan Samurai Ardra and pick up their previous character again — Naal. I understand the reasons behind this decision, but I find myself feeling an odd emotion of seperation, and very much like a sulking child.

With Ardra we had essentially set out on our jobs together from level one.  My choosing Paladin, Ardra going with Samurai, and Darrian eventually going with White Mage.  We hunted NM’s together, farmed, made our way through teh d00nz o’ d00m not only with our mains, but also our sub jobs, and our sub job’s sub job.  Occasionally we reached back to our higher level character to help out in impossible situations (my using Gentoo, Ardra using Naal), but for the most part we forged our way through by our own grit.  As we did this, we became a force to be reckoned with, and to my surprise, I formed a bond with these characters as much as I did with the players behind them.

With Naal being 75 or nearly 75 with 3 jobs (plus merits), I find myself both pulled with the desire to do things with my friend, but also pushed away because there is no more challenge or feeling of accomplishment.  So long as I trail along behind Naal saftey or achieving whatever goal is never in doubt.

Truth be told, I’m not all that into lolcats proper, but this one did make me lol, and this is the lolCats LS, so it seems appropriate to share.

quantum lolCat

It is with some small twinge that I’ve come to find that my previous character, Gentoo, is officially gone.

I decided, in a moment of weakness that I would take advantage of Square-Enix’s Return to Vana’diel campaign.  Bringing back Gentoo would have given me access to a character that had moderate crafting skills in Alchemy and Cooking, as well as a few bits-and-ends of gear that would be helpful to my static mates, or to myself as auctionable goods.

Alas, after going through the restoration process, SE has no record Gentoo.  Or of my other characters that matter (Redhat and Xubuntu also appear to be gone without record).

I’m not really upset about it.  I am disappointed, of course, that SE thwarted me getting access to a source gil.  But the there’s a darker undertone, that’s hard to put word to.

I don’t have the desire to play Gentoo any longer.  But knowing that a character that serves as a touchstone to various friends is gone for good is something of a somber note.

Update:

After a fair number of calls to SE technical support, Gentoo was retreived — although in a very odd state; equipment an gil that I know I had given away when I quit was back, equipment I know was not given way had disappeared, and equipment that I had tossed in early levels was back in my Mog House Safe.

Since I played FFXI as Gentoo, plenty has changed. Not just minor things in game, with me pursuing play styles that are outside my comfort zone, but also in my real life.  I’ve gotten older, I’ve changed jobs, I moved almost a full state away.
Behind me I leave the drama, the willingness to put up with other people’s crap, and the desire surround myself with people who are “cool,” or the “movers-n’-shakers.” Now I look for people I can relate to and whose company I truly enjoy. I call people out when they start to fling crap or stir up drama.
Trends manifest themselves in the game as much as real life.  In Final Fantasy, like real life, I find the number of people I really enjoy to be sm all, and the number of people I attempt to ignore to be larger crowd.  Unfortunately, one of the trends in FFXI that doesn’t track with real life is the number of people I butt heads with.

In real life, making it clear that you’re unwilling to put up with someone else’s crap usually brings a conflict to a screeching halt.  Both parties usually decide to be civil, or move away from one another. In almost all virtual settings, drawing a line in the sand means little, because the consequences aren’t real enough.
The past couple of days in FFXI have been full of conflict, as I find myself defending the people I hold close in FFXI.  Almost every time it ends up escalating far beyond the point it should.

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