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Mokk
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I put this here on off-topic 'cause i wasen't quite sure where it belonged, you'll understand momentarily.
Logged in and suited up for another fun day, zoned to living room to check the happenings around the server, all was quiet. Decided it best to craft lunch so i backtracked to the kitchen, looted the fridge, and hit the microwave up for a synth. After having consumed in mass quantities i figured the spawn window for my NM of choice was close at hand. Went back to camping on the couch for a minute and stare at the TV till it was time to earn my keep. Out of nowhere a strange sound arose in background over the noise the tv was providing. ::weeeee! mob's up!::
Zoned to Baby's Dias only to find the NM in question doing well enough on his own roaming the crib spawn area, decided to engage.
Brief history on NM "Christopher":
Mob type: Behbeh
2HR: Poopy Diaper: AOE attk causing numerous status ailments.
Strong vs tickling, funny faces, random teething instruments, and vegetables.
Weak vs bottles, bath time, stuffed animals, 'nanners, and peach cobbler.
Generally spawns near I-8(crib) between changing table and playpen.
Drops: drool or random toys.
After already having engaged i realized i was in for the battle of my life. Decided to opt for /ja "Changing time" macro.The NM was slow moving and still somewhat dazed from downtime. Trained to changing table for best effect, as hoped NM became somewhat docile and having my way with the battle became something resembling easy momentarily as luck was on my side and it was only a wet diaper attack easily dodged by my class as we have high constitutional checks against them. My sense of security was short-lived as out of nowhere i see "Christopher readies Pee on Daddy." ::sheeeeeeet!::
Didn't have protect on or diaper eqd in ranged slot!::/panic::
Managed to fend off the torrent momentarily and wranged the lil guy into a diaper i had recently acquired and equipped. Trained to living room. After having found a comfortable spot to continue the mayhem i decided i would start to unload my arsenal on this impossible to gauge foe. Readied a bottle, some jarred bannanas, the obligatory spit rag, and a stuffed animal just in case things got real hairy.
Decided to opt with the bottle first, worked well enough. After it was gone i noticed some discoloration on the mob signifying a speacial attack was eminent, barely had time to get lined up properly with spit rag before i noticed a flash "Christopher readies Spit Up All Over Your Shirt." :
amnit!::
Once i had recovered i decided it was useless to use the 'nanners at this point and put them away for later encounters. Went with my last ditch effort and pulled out the stuffed animal. To my surprise the next thing that appeared on screen was "Christopher readies POOPY DIAPER." ::dear god noooooooo!!!! 2hr of dooooooom!::
It should be noted that this 2hr is only visible as text to begin with and easily dismissed however the effect builds over time to become and overpowering AOE status ailment of the worst kind. Blind, nausea, terror, weighed down, confusion, AND curse hit me before i realized exactly how bad things were going.
Mokk was defeated by the Christopher. ::damn!::
Threw a tell to my loyal camping buddy, and luckily for me she was down to come and get some revenge for me. Swooped in, scooped up that lil dude, got him changed, hit him with the 'nanners, slammed the lulluby 2hr and ruled him right back to sleep. Dropped both the Drool and the random toy needed to complete the quest set for the Toy Chest of Might +1.
After this mis-adventure i realized that Mothers are a far stonger class and i'm glad to have one around to back me up.
So yea, i'm a big dork and wrote this just for kicks and giggles on my part and to suck up to the wifey who constantly puts up with my useless babble about video games. Had been rolling around the idea for a few days and figured i'd take a shot at relating A Day in the Life of an MMO-Dad. Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoy living it on a daily basis.
Logged in and suited up for another fun day, zoned to living room to check the happenings around the server, all was quiet. Decided it best to craft lunch so i backtracked to the kitchen, looted the fridge, and hit the microwave up for a synth. After having consumed in mass quantities i figured the spawn window for my NM of choice was close at hand. Went back to camping on the couch for a minute and stare at the TV till it was time to earn my keep. Out of nowhere a strange sound arose in background over the noise the tv was providing. ::weeeee! mob's up!::
Zoned to Baby's Dias only to find the NM in question doing well enough on his own roaming the crib spawn area, decided to engage.
Brief history on NM "Christopher":
Mob type: Behbeh
2HR: Poopy Diaper: AOE attk causing numerous status ailments.
Strong vs tickling, funny faces, random teething instruments, and vegetables.
Weak vs bottles, bath time, stuffed animals, 'nanners, and peach cobbler.
Generally spawns near I-8(crib) between changing table and playpen.
Drops: drool or random toys.
After already having engaged i realized i was in for the battle of my life. Decided to opt for /ja "Changing time" macro.The NM was slow moving and still somewhat dazed from downtime. Trained to changing table for best effect, as hoped NM became somewhat docile and having my way with the battle became something resembling easy momentarily as luck was on my side and it was only a wet diaper attack easily dodged by my class as we have high constitutional checks against them. My sense of security was short-lived as out of nowhere i see "Christopher readies Pee on Daddy." ::sheeeeeeet!::
Didn't have protect on or diaper eqd in ranged slot!::/panic::
Managed to fend off the torrent momentarily and wranged the lil guy into a diaper i had recently acquired and equipped. Trained to living room. After having found a comfortable spot to continue the mayhem i decided i would start to unload my arsenal on this impossible to gauge foe. Readied a bottle, some jarred bannanas, the obligatory spit rag, and a stuffed animal just in case things got real hairy.
Decided to opt with the bottle first, worked well enough. After it was gone i noticed some discoloration on the mob signifying a speacial attack was eminent, barely had time to get lined up properly with spit rag before i noticed a flash "Christopher readies Spit Up All Over Your Shirt." :
amnit!::Once i had recovered i decided it was useless to use the 'nanners at this point and put them away for later encounters. Went with my last ditch effort and pulled out the stuffed animal. To my surprise the next thing that appeared on screen was "Christopher readies POOPY DIAPER." ::dear god noooooooo!!!! 2hr of dooooooom!::
It should be noted that this 2hr is only visible as text to begin with and easily dismissed however the effect builds over time to become and overpowering AOE status ailment of the worst kind. Blind, nausea, terror, weighed down, confusion, AND curse hit me before i realized exactly how bad things were going.
Mokk was defeated by the Christopher. ::damn!::
Threw a tell to my loyal camping buddy, and luckily for me she was down to come and get some revenge for me. Swooped in, scooped up that lil dude, got him changed, hit him with the 'nanners, slammed the lulluby 2hr and ruled him right back to sleep. Dropped both the Drool and the random toy needed to complete the quest set for the Toy Chest of Might +1.
After this mis-adventure i realized that Mothers are a far stonger class and i'm glad to have one around to back me up.
So yea, i'm a big dork and wrote this just for kicks and giggles on my part and to suck up to the wifey who constantly puts up with my useless babble about video games. Had been rolling around the idea for a few days and figured i'd take a shot at relating A Day in the Life of an MMO-Dad. Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoy living it on a daily basis.
