So, Icecrown… yeah. The last two weeks have seen an EO 10 man beating the gunship battle and even making some decent attempts at Saurfang. We’re not the sort of bleeding edge guild who tries to make this shit happen the night it comes out, but it feels damned good to be making a dent in content before the next stuff
comes out.

In keeping with tradition, I have no pics as proof of this, but here’s some goodies from Icecrown, which we are now usually clearing in one night on 25, and usually ignoring in 10. Not to say we’re not having hiccups still, as evidenced by the bones littering the floor. Even a video of Anubarak thanks to my glorious new iMac. Eat quad-core Nehalem, haters. It doesn’t make me play any better, but I lived, the bugs died, and Doyu got it in the end, so all is right in the world.

If your connection and video card are up to it, it’s worth cranking this up to full-screen hd. And the volume to 11.

And some pics from along the way:

The only time I’ve remembered to take a screenshot before skinning the bastard. Arctic Fur, I love you.

The Horde Chumps. Always a fun fight, if only because “the plan” really only lasts for a minute before it turns into a total donnybrook and people start using spells most raid leaders would normally rip them a new asshole for even thinking about in a raid setting.

Edna and Frehemahema as we know them.

More dead bug. If you’ve raided or probably even run a 5-man with EO, you can guess how many jokes about crabs occur in the course of this fight.

In other news, 2010 will be EO’s 10th year as a raiding guild. We’re weird, irreverent, vulgar, and an “adult” guild in the same respect as some video stores have an “adult” section, but we’re still here and we’ve been here since before here was here. We don’t actively recruit, but if you’re looking for a stable, semi-casual guild with a chat channel that bears strong resemblance to the dialogue in Clerks, shoot one of us a tell in game and we’ll see where it goes. Pants optional, equal opportunity offender, NAFTA compliant.

Ok, so we haven’t posted in a while. We’ve been too busy kicking names and taking ass. Here’s a little summary of what we’ve been up to over the summer:

Naxx is clear. At this point, so clear nobody wants to do it on mains unless we blackmail them with pictures of the holiday they spent with Terry’s goat at Hedonism II. I’m looking at you and your umbrella drinks, Ed. And your mother would be very disappointed.

Malygos has skipped farm status and moved straight to gutterporn status. That’s not a food table. That’s lube and lotion. If you have to ask what the giant penguin is for, you owe it to yourself to attend one of Marie’s tea parties.

But that’s ancient history. Of more recent import, we’ve been plowing our way to Crazy Cat Lady in Ulduar, and have even managed to smack down Thorim once or twice on good nights. Of course any night when we get to be on the receiving end of a cattle prod is a good night. The pictures of those kills were on the hard drive the FBI took, sorry. Here’s some snapshots from along the way.

Jailbait XT-002:

And the gnomes rejoiced.

The handjob king:

And the gnomes started giving out hummers.

And our most recent triumph, the slaying of Koralon. Accomplished in classic EO first kill idiom:

One of these days, they’ll just code a boss to kill Terry immedieately, and we’ll be stuck forever.

Oh, and if none of this shit scares you, we’re recruiting.
Talk to Nakath in game or ask anybody in EO if the janitor is available.

That’s right, you rotted mutha fukka, you be dead.  We got him down with under a minute remaining after several abortive attempts, but we did it.  Grats guys.  Lower Naxx 25 is now cleared; let’s go kill a  dwagon.

Carl and I couldn’t wait, though; after everyone headed on out for the night he and I paid a little visit to the icy bitch.

Next time, gadget! Next tiiiiiiiiiiiiime…..

Palabra Jot, yo.

NeysaDan