Like most people, I started my MMO career with Ragnarok Online. And like most people, I would have been filthy rich by now if it weren’t for Ragnarok Online. Damn it.
Aaaah yes, even after all these years I can still remember the excruciating pain I had to go through to be an acolyte. Curse you Father Rubalkabara for living in the middle of nowhere! And you Choco, a big FUCK YOU to you too for… well, for hanging out near Rubalkabara’s place!
Eventually I did become a priest, a high priestess even, and I was Full Support all the way. Like a good, obedient little FS, I learned every single skill that’s useful to everyone but me. I was happy. Until of course I came across morons like these too often to count:
Wiz: aTe HeAL wAk T@ng@
Me: >.> *heal*
Wiz: FS ka b? Di kA aTa mAruNonG
Me: …. hindi porket may pari di ka na mamamatay. Wag kang sugod ng sugod kasi, ang lambot lambot mo eh.
Wiz: *charges on ahead, leaves me behind*
-Wiz dies after getting hit twice â€“
Wiz: aWtZz! B0B0 P0T@!!!! WaLA KaNG KWeNTA!
I played Full Support for a little over 6 years. Iâ€™ve been battered, scammed, accused of being a guy, of being gay, of being a fugly ass hoâ€™ all because people think that every single Priest is their own personal katulong.
When they die, they blame the Priest. Does it matter that theyâ€™re way too weak for that area and donâ€™t bring their own emergency pots? No, of course not! Itâ€™s the Priestâ€™s fault! Does it matter that they charge blindly ahead and leave their Priest behind? No, the Priest should have been like a guardian angel attached to their hip! Of course, itâ€™s the Priestâ€™s fault! Come on you guys, FS Priests are working WITH you, not FOR you.
So I took a break from being the unappreciated, whiplashed FS and took on my friend’s recommendation to play Left 4 Dead 2. I found myself holding a gun and walking around while blasting zombies to kingdom come. It felt… right. It felt good. Hm. Yes. OH. YES. FEEL GODâ€™S WRATH FOOLS!
All the pent up rage of being everyoneâ€™s on-call bitch has indirectly trained me to have dead aim and L4D2 just took off the lid that has been keeping my killer instinct in check. I was on a mad rampage. I played shooter games before but never did I enjoy it THIS MUCH. I guess it helped that my FS training has developed a searing loathing for the undead. This also marked the beginning of my beautiful love affair with blood and gore. More on this love in future posts.
And that is why I will never ever play Full Support again. Iâ€™d rather die kicking and screaming with my gun down a zombieâ€™s throat than die while keeping everyone else alive (and being cursed at while doing so, too!)