I used to hate bashing with a passion, until I met Proficy. There was absolutely no -ing way he was going to beat me getting to dragon, so I got level 99.
Having someone to race and beat helped loads.
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I used to hate bashing with a passion, until I met Proficy. There was absolutely no -ing way he was going to beat me getting to dragon, so I got level 99.
Having someone to race and beat helped loads.
I met Proficy, and I still hate bashing. With a passion. Only reason to bash is for essence, and shrines suck.
I bashed to dragon in one stretch by pretending i was vigorously enjoying this up and down hand motion.
iirc I got you Dragon after you vivi'd me during a raid >(
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
Also making amazing bashing aliases is what i did. Some examples of mine are "hitme", "faster", "harder", "ohgod", "Imalmostthere", "whyamIdoingthis", "icannevergetthistimeback", "iamarealboy".
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
I used to hate bashing with a passion, until I met Proficy. There was absolutely no -ing way he was going to beat me getting to dragon, so I got level 99.
Having someone to race and beat loads helped.
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I like my steak like I like my Magic cards: mythic rare.
Otherwise, I barely ever hunt alone. It's just boring.
Commission List: Aesi, Kenway, Shimi, Kythra, Trey, Sholen .... 5/5 CLOSED I will not draw them in the order that they are requested... rather in the order that I get inspiration/artist block.
You have to actually want something from hunting and make a decision. For me I decided I was getting Dragon. I wanted it bad, not just kinda.
Its always easy to handicap yourself. Make an end goal that makes sense for what you want out of it, then scale that goal down to smaller goals. After that its just getting lost in the process!
I bashed to dragon in one stretch by pretending i was vigorously enjoying this up and down hand motion.
iirc I got you Dragon after you vivi'd me during a raid >(
I actually got dragon in a ritual in Mhaldor, but I got dragon for the 123121312th time off you in a raid. I really need to bash a proper buffer
Eleusians are not exactly appropriate xp buffers…most of the time
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
echoing a lot of the already suggested things (because that's what worked for me)
-xp goal (5% for the higher levels)
-gold goal
-racing against friends on xp rankings (your rank -15) (I will catch you, @prythe! Rawr!)
(similarly cackling to yourself when you pass people you hate >.>)
small steps are key.
Also, create your hunting loop and stick to it. make it a big loop where journeying from one area to the next is simple, this way, if your favourite area is hunted clear, you can just move on to the next one.
I did enjoy passing many certain people on the way to Dragon.
I never competed with anyone...this competition thing intrigues me. I got to level 92 and just thought..'hey, why not'. The being unemployed at the time really helped...gave me a tangible goal when I was not feeling too good about myself. The day I got dragon was the day I got a job too, so it was really good timing on my part.
Though it's important to remember that if you really dislike bashing, very little can be done to change that. When me and Sothantos were both in our low 90s we decided to race to dragon. You can see how well that went for me.
Since posting this thread I've hardly had time to hunt between all the raids, combat preparations and RP opportunities. Mostly been hunting sewer Thugs to make back the experience lost in raids.
I don't know Penwize's secret, but I know right now I can do most any normal RP with folks while I hunt because it's become that mindless, so I generally have conversations with people in the middle, and don't miss much.
Other than that, get a second monitor and just watch Flight of the Conchords over and over and over again
As one of Mhaldor's most harrowing tales reveal on this topic: "-It must have something to do with aging..."
275AF...
"Daww..I'm boreds."
"Let's go bashing Xeno!" Oi!! -- "YEEEEEAHHH!!!!"
"Careful Xeno, those ones are endangered." -"Something tells me they will be back in 45 min or so!"
...Fast forward to the year 615AF (plus ten inches, 300lbs, and centuries more of unchecked perverted conduct)
"Xeno, quit being a bitch and come bash. Doctor says you can still do it if you stay in the wheelchair."
-"Umm, just one minute guys, I'm fixing something! *makes loud naga sounds*"
Narrator: "In the rare event this classless piece of shit avoids QQ'ing from responsibility, he often gets "lost" hunting.
Good thing the Mhaldor Elite Combat Motorcycle Brigade's Cain and Tiamat can't let their good buddy steal all the kills! "We'll find him in no time! Onwaaard!!"
The outcome is usually the same, just different excuses. "Left diabetes medication in Council Chambers", "Threw his back out backsassing Tecton", and of course, there is always old faithful, "Take the credits and **** off!!" (funded by schemes such as the elderly senior neighbor's credit card, or lately the Naga coffers)
Narrator: "The moral of the story is that as you age, we don't like hunting as much. Critics blast this story as more shit stacked on shit, citing the the main point is strongly overshadowed by extreme obesity, obvious moral depravity, and his curious retainment in spite of his gluttonous, hemorrhaging, city spending plan."
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
After thinking about it for a couple minutes, looking back on it....I'm reminded of the time I watched golf on tv for 5 hours, on a lazy Sunday afternoon...
After I was done, I was left with reactions such as, "What was the point of that?", "Why show something that nobody wants to see?!" and of course, "Oh well, I doubt I'll do something like that again, you handsome devil you!"
Facepalming high above the clouds, Sarapis put an end to any confusion He may have ever had as to what 10lbs of shit in a 5lb bag looks like from this angle.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
I used to hate bashing with a passion, until I met Proficy. There was absolutely no -ing way he was going to beat me getting to dragon, so I got level 99.
Having someone to race and beat helped loads.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
iirc I got you Dragon after you vivi'd me during a raid >(
Up and down. Up and down
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
I actually got dragon in a ritual in Mhaldor, but I got dragon for the 123121312th time off you in a raid. I really need to bash a proper buffer
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Also making amazing bashing aliases is what i did. Some examples of mine are "hitme", "faster", "harder", "ohgod", "Imalmostthere", "whyamIdoingthis", "icannevergetthistimeback", "iamarealboy".
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Otherwise, I barely ever hunt alone. It's just boring.
I will not draw them in the order that they are requested... rather in the order that I get inspiration/artist block.
Its always easy to handicap yourself. Make an end goal that makes sense for what you want out of it, then scale that goal down to smaller goals. After that its just getting lost in the process!
Its a theory, might be wrong
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
- To love another person is to see the face of G/d
- Let me get my hat and my knife
- It's your apple, take a bite
- Don't dream it ... be it
Party right, party hard,
Sing and dance, perfect bard.
Prefarar loop, accentato whore,Buy a new rapier, get nerfed some more.
Mostly been hunting sewer Thugs to make back the experience lost in raids.
Other than that, get a second monitor and just watch Flight of the Conchords over and over and over again
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As one of Mhaldor's most harrowing tales reveal on this topic: "-It must have something to do with aging..."
275AF...
"Daww..I'm boreds."
"Let's go bashing Xeno!" Oi!! -- "YEEEEEAHHH!!!!"
"Careful Xeno, those ones are endangered." -"Something tells me they will be back in 45 min or so!"
...Fast forward to the year 615AF (plus ten inches, 300lbs, and centuries more of unchecked perverted conduct)
"Xeno, quit being a bitch and come bash. Doctor says you can still do it if you stay in the wheelchair."
-"Umm, just one minute guys, I'm fixing something! *makes loud naga sounds*"
Narrator: "In the rare event this classless piece of shit avoids QQ'ing from responsibility, he often gets "lost" hunting.
Good thing the Mhaldor Elite Combat Motorcycle Brigade's Cain and Tiamat can't let their good buddy steal all the kills! "We'll find him in no time! Onwaaard!!"
The outcome is usually the same, just different excuses. "Left diabetes medication in Council Chambers", "Threw his back out backsassing Tecton", and of course, there is always old faithful, "Take the credits and **** off!!" (funded by schemes such as the elderly senior neighbor's credit card, or lately the Naga coffers)
Narrator: "The moral of the story is that as you age, we don't like hunting as much. Critics blast this story as more shit stacked on shit, citing the the main point is strongly overshadowed by extreme obesity, obvious moral depravity, and his curious retainment in spite of his gluttonous, hemorrhaging, city spending plan."
After thinking about it for a couple minutes, looking back on it....I'm reminded of the time I watched golf on tv for 5 hours, on a lazy Sunday afternoon...
After I was done, I was left with reactions such as, "What was the point of that?", "Why show something that nobody wants to see?!" and of course, "Oh well, I doubt I'll do something like that again, you handsome devil you!"
Facepalming high above the clouds, Sarapis put an end to any confusion He may have ever had as to what 10lbs of shit in a 5lb bag looks like from this angle.