WoW Insider's Robin Torres had a breakfast topic asking how you want the game to end, with a bang or a whimper?
Her post had the unintended effect of making me whimper.
"WoW is going to be around for a long time . . . but someday it will end . . ."
I just spent days farming a turtle. I'm considering purchasing a $200 eBay mount for my own private amusement (and my birthday). I've sunk massive amounts of real monthly money into this game. So when my non-gamer friends imply that it's all a waste, if I think about the game shutting down some day, I agree.
I mean, yeah I stay in touch with folks through the game. But there are cheaper ways to do that, like buying a helicopter. And I could say I do it because I like it and it fulfills me, but how fulfilled will I be when my $200 mount and $40 pet and the years of life ground into my characters disappears, or when my family ceases to play and leaves me alone with my toys?
I don't mean to be an alarmist or a pessimist. I'm just saying -- I was having fun. Robin's article killed my WoW buzz. And though it might just be the hormones coursing erratically through my system, knowing that doesn't change my heavier heart. (It's not that I mind the game will end, but I don't want to think about it.)
Meh. My mom's making me a bacon and tomato sandwich. I'm going to nom it and steal the remote so she'll stop watching the cooking network.
I wonder if Hannah Montana is on?