The comic is surprisingly similar to real-life events. Both Min and I found ourselves guildless and socially starved about a year and a half ago and vowed that we would never play WoW again. I was much more extreme stating that I would never touch an MMO again.
There was one major drawback to this plan: WoW is beyond a typical MMO experience. Most MMOs are pretty boring. Star Wars Galaxies was an absolute snore-fest for me. I couldn’t understand why so many loved such a fundamentally dull game. Despite Min’s protests to the contrary, EVE Online seemed even more boring. I watched him fly from planet to planet at less than the speed of light once. It was like I was actually flying between planets, which is to say, it was boring. To be frank, the only MMO that really could call to me and draw me in, other than WoW, would be The Old Republic and that’s just based on promises and pre-release hype.
Like any real drug, the best way to not fall downward into a spiral of addiction again is to avoid it. Despite a few trips to worldofwarcraft.com throughout the year, I doggedly refused to even think about the game for more than a few minutes, reminding myself that those days were behind me. Then, one day, a friend of mine says that she always wanted to play. I tell her it’s a bad idea, but I secretly want to too. I sign back up, send her a referral, and, 10-days later when her time is up, guess what? I’m still playing.
When I started back up again, it happened to be a Monday. My away read “Back to the grind…” Min knew immediately that I was talking about WoW, but wasn’t sure. He was keeping a dark secret from me at that point, that he had restarted playing a few weeks back with his old buddies. Needless to say, I came clean to him, despite worrying about what he’d say, and he came clean to me. Since then, he’s transferred his main to my server and we’re leveling up in WotLK. It’s quite good. I plan on talking more about it at my blog sometime soon.
Remember kids, stay away from WoW or you’ll end up like me.