Group Love

Okay…

I promised not to say anything…

So you don’t get to know details, but I just have to say…

I love my Tank. I love my Healadin. I love my Rogue. I love my Mage. If any of you leave me I am going to cry and whimper in my sleep. You just don’t want to see this Warlock doing that.

To my Tank, who didn’t realize that I stopped holding back many runs ago, you are as faboo as they come. Holding that agro with elegance and delivering a smack down that we get to grin about.

My Healadin, I promise to keep fishing and making Golden Fish Sticks. Even if I continue to end up with over 60 other fish to get only nine to send to you. I have to say it, I blame you and it is what I get for trying to be “nice”. We will see if that ever happens again.

To my Rogue, you just need to ask and all my Primals are yours. I will even stop getting annoyed when you sap before the group is ready.

My Mage, you are a keeper. I love playing with you. We are still discovering each others dynamic. Like I have to work on not fearing mobs you freeze into place. This happens when both of us have the same “Get the mobs off the healer” thought. Between the two of us we can mow down anyone that gets in our way and look good doing it. And I so love chatting while we farm Primals!

We have developed a balance and trust with each other. We anticipate the others moves before it happens and it shows how much work we have done.

The five of us know what the others are doing. Each has the confidence in the others and will take responsibility for the wipe. (Well maybe not immediately. But work with me here.) We know what our jobs are in the group and execute on our plans.

There are “others” that come around but in my mind the difference is “My Mage” verses “The Mage”. And there is nothing you all can do to change this.

Yes you are all mine. I send you, my minions group, to play in Azeroth and Outlands but promise you will come back to me. Because if all my groups are like that one… I think I will stick to fishing.

[Me] OMG I am so embarrassed.

[Me] I think I am going to cry

[Me] cry

[Me] I am dieing here. You know that right.

[Me] *slit wrists*

[Me] *bleeds out into a pool of warm water*

[Me] What do you mean we are continuing to the next boss?!

[Me] sob