Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Yeah, I Made That.

Sunrise in North Burb.
 Eromee woke up in North Burb today, ready to head for Embry Crossroads.  Looking much nicer in her duster, slacks, and high top sneakers, she felt ready to face whatever they threw at her.

Looking more the professional and less the scavenger.
I looked at the tag on her duster, and though fashionable, it places a debuff on one of her main stats.  So, before I sent her to bed for the evening, I made her a new jacket with better stats and no encumbrances.

This jacket I don't trip on.
Tonight, I tasked her with making several new belts and one long red glove. On the table for next play session is some wood scavenging so she can make a more powerful crossbow, learning the new armor items from the books she was rewarded, and finding some scrap glass to make mason jars for a quest.  Oh, and killing lots and lots of baddies for cloth, skunky beer, and dog food.  No, just for the cloth.  I haven't touched the dog food yet, and the beer?  Our little secret...

Monday, January 30, 2012

Fashion Disaster

Before anyone gets upset that I am playing yet another game, don't worry, I am still playing SW:TOR, Wizard 101, and occasionally World of Warcraft regularly.  It's just that I am out of money for subscriptions for this month and possibly next, so I am down to Wizard 101, where I cannot unlock anything past where I am in Celestia, since I am out of crowns, and whatever free MMORPG catches my fancy.  I remember I enjoyed the short trip I took in Fallen Earth way back when it was a new world to explore, and when hubby urged me to try it again, he wasn't really twisting my arm.

Here is my frumpy housewife clone, Eromee.

Matching zip guns is the only way to accessorize in the Wasteland.

Well, in this picture she doesn't look so frumpy.  Rather well put together in that jacket she ripped off a  fresh corpse.  Then, the crafting starts.  I apologize wholeheartedly for the mess you are about to witness.  
At an underground dive bar, in, uh, North Burb town.

A great jacket, some great gloves, and then those horrible cargo shorts.  Just like little boys from the old days, short pants for young players is the norm.  I logged out tonight with a crafting queue that included 7 rounds of crossbow bolts, a duster, a pair of slacks, a shirt, a pair of high tops, and a brown ball cap.  Let's hope this ensemble makes her look better than that old wrinkled kerchief on her head.  After all, a gal can't make herself known in Embry Crossroads in this get up!

Mutant Chicken Legs.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Love Hate Relationship

Star Wars: The New Republic is a good game.  There are parts I just love.   I love that I can go play with my hubby in the PvP areas, despite the level difference.  I love that I get these seemingly random quests to go neck with my "companion" while we are wreaking havok on whatever planet we happen to be on.  I love that I can be crafting while I am chatting up the locals and bending their will to mine. I love the voice of my "companion" Andronikos Revel.

Hello there, hot stuff.  Can we talk, in my quarters?
Then there are the things I don't love.  Hate is a strong word, but in some cases, it is the only word that really does the job.  I hate the loading screens.  I hate the cool casinos that I can't play games in.  I hate the auction house.  I hate the space battles.  I hate Huttball.  I hate my character.

I have a pocket full of credits and an itch to play Sabacc.
What, you say?  You made her how she is.  How could you possibly hate her?  Well, I decided to walk the path of the Sith and go as black as evil can be.  At level 35, Eromee Joora is dark rank 4, racking up the dark side points toward level 5.  Her once healthy reddish skin is pale and she has really ugly black varicose veins on her face.  Andronikos is almost as twisted as she is, and that doesn't make it any better.  I'm starting to hate choosing the dark side choice, when there is one.  And now, I have a new companion that should have been a Jedi.  A new conscience, if you will.  And still, Eromee will be picking the evil choices.  I guess before I do any quest turn ins or step into any choice making situations, I'll have to put her on a diplomatic mission and take Andy or the newly schizophrenic Khem out to appreciate her evil choices.

Alderaan, where, as Eromee says, "Murder and mayhem await!".
I guess there really is only one alternative.  Start a new character and go with the Light.  But I can't drop Eromee just yet.  She still is 15 levels away from the level cap, which means her story is not complete.  Will she turn so hideously evil that I won't want to see it?