Shard Event: MONSTER BASH!
I log in just in time to catch the portal, and habitually walk through the "Use Yer Own Gear" hall. Er - ruh roh! Am I prepared for this? I'm playing old-fashioned un-assisted-style and haven't programmed any macros on a new machine! Oh no! I wanted to play journalist and take the ScReEnShOtS! I can't do that if I'm dying all the time! I know - I'll hire a bodyguard. I PM a knight.
"Don't let me die, I'll bake you a pie!" He accepts. Sweet! I've got just enough time to macro up one spell (chain lightning) and return all the waiting-room SaLuTaTiOnS with ★ equal game ★ ,'-
"Eos, likin' that hue!"
"Eos diggin' yers too!"
I gots ta say, I's lookin' purty classy taht day:
It's the best time to be on. You're about to share an experience with a lot of other people, real time, together, united behind a single purpose: player versus environment. We all stop what we're doing and rush to the call for arms. Many like minds, joined together, voluntarily, courageously, determined, to achieve something that could not be done otherwise. There's simply not enough opportunities in life to share in moments like that, dream
or reality.
Our Lady of the Night has called upon the shard to put up a challenge for her latest masterpiece, a fierce dragon,
who brags it can take on any mass of the most valiant knights.
It clearly hasn't been to Excelsior.
Not even alarmed, it greets our arrival with a flurry of minion draconians:
but we hive-mind, move as one, and take them down quickly,
until not a single minion dare flaunt a fang.
The Lady's pet growled angrily in the distance,
"Come and get it then!" Oh, we comin':
We run into the most mighty, powerful, stunning bit of dArK aNd beAUtifuL to walk the shard
since Our Lady herself first set foot upon the land,
An archer at my side shouts in my ear,
"USE YOUR STICKS!"
*Ahem*
*Clearly* he could not see the
spellbook and
"Legendary Mage" badge,
nor, through the mayhem and chaos, the
electric liquid sticks I was pulling down from the sky and obliterating fodder with.
You gained a lot of fame.
You gained a lot of fame.
*Mmmhmm*
But when it came to the main Beast itself, I must admit, I was only hitting it for 20 per. *giggles*
Good thing all these overlords with sticks were there
The battle is won and we all stop for selfies with the victory, which hides it head in the water.
My guardian comments that not only did I never die, but I wasn't even scratched.
Guess I owe someone a pie ツ
Ugh... we're squashed! Everyone's spamming keywords. I wonder if it would be better to just sit tight and say nothin'...
...oh fine, I'll say it once. "Own." POOF! Whoa! What! First one in! Haha! If that had been a lottery ticket!
All gathered, we settle for closing ceremony.
+N is pleased and gifts us each a souvenir for our efforts:
Now for that pie. The knight says he loves
any flavor. Hmm. Hope that includes
peaches-n-beetlejuice!
See ya next time
Huge Silent Hill fan here 
I feel like my picture was just in the paper. Thanks Eos, you have me grinning. 
