Quick tip:
People love their orange armor and they love to mod it up. Buuut, orange bracers and belt are so rare, most people don’t have em.
Now, when your guildies hit 50, what do you think they will need, besides mods for their existing oranges? What not-moddable gear pieces do you think will sell on the GTN?
That’s right. Bracers and belt. Start your reverse engineering there. Guaranteed those pieces will be popular. Epic win.
Lately Joun (the husband) has been letting Little Jedi play a level 8 smuggler alt (named Cornelius or some alternate spelling thereof). She hangs out on Ord Mantell in the newbie area and “pews the guys” using the spammed basic attack. And sometimes she wanders around.
Last night on IM…
me: so [Little Jedi] says “look i have a friend”
me: i look and she’s managed to accept a group invite
me: from [Joun’s Guildmate’s] ALT
me: he had no idea it was her
me: it was lulzJoun: wait what?
me: he was confused at first
me: i explained that it was [Little Jedi] me: the 4 year old
me: funniest. thing. ever
me: remember, cornelius is guilded
me: so it said cornelius [Joun’s Legacy Name], he assumed it was youJoun: I didn’t think cornelius was guilded. I knew he’d have [Legacy Name] as a last name
me: apparently he is
me: unless she got a guild invite while I wasn’t looking
me: which is entirely possible
me: since she got a group invite too!
me: omg he guilded our kid?
me: hahahahhahaJoun: I am going to guess yes
That’s right. I turn around for 2 minutes and she’s grouped and guilded. WHAT THE HELL?
OK, boys and girls, get psyched because we now have Mr. Robot for SWTOR. Those of you who used it in WoW will say “oh yeah that” but for those who are not familiar – Mr. Robot is a simulation tool where you can evaluate your current gear, spec, and other stuff (datacrons) before making changes in-game. You can share these profiles with your guildmates and get feedback on your gear, spec, etc.
Right now, it’s pretty labor-intensive to input all the things because there’s no armor to import from. But that’s not Mr. Robot’s fault. Think of it as an unfair reward for nerds who have a second monitor (cough husband cough).
Let’s get started!
Look at your profile, than back to mine. Now back to your profile, then back to mine. Sadly, your profile is not mine, but if you started failing really hard, you could do lame DPS like me.
I’m on a speederbike.
So, starting out, it’s pretty easy. You pick your toon’s professions, input spec, and you’re ready to start adding items (by slot). You can input the stats and gear of your own character or a hypothetical/generic character.
Also, you can choose to list your character in their armory (I did). But I totally get if you want to remain unlisted and just use your profile to get critiques from your friends or guildmates.
Remember, there are 2 basic functions: SORT and FILTER.
Yay I got a pants token and it’s awesome and OH SON OF A MALFUNCTIONING HYPERDRIVE…
If I were to wear a leaf butt, nobody would pay attention because they would be STARING AT MY SKUNK CROTCH.
Sing it again, Darth Meatloaf. “I would do anything for stats, but I won’t do that.”
Although the set bonuses aren’t good, they are still bonuses. My compromise was to keep the pants as-is and trade out the shirt for a robe LONGER in the front that fully covers the offending codpiece.
I have a couple of stories of fail…
First, as I mentioned in the comments of a previous post, I did manage to fall through a railing crack and fall off Coruscant.
Second, Datacrons. Fucking datacrons. I follow my guildie to Taris and I have to activate a console to launch him up into the air.
Me: Did you make it up there?
Him: Yeah.
Me: So you’re on the platform?
Him: Nah, I have to do some Super Mario to get there, no big deal.
Me: [Your Favorite Expletive Here]
Then thehusband, who deserves a medal for this, reminds me that you can duel to get places… and while my guildmate doesn’t have a harpoon, I most certainly DO have force leap. It felt like cheating, but the alternative was to waste my guildmate’s time while I fell, failed, and swore more.
Now, I did not take screenshots of the awesomeness, but through the magic of MSPAINT, I have recreated a perfect replica of this momentous event.
So Friday is our first raid. And the anxiety monster is full speed ahead in my little brain.
1. Did I completely fuck us over by choosing DPS? Now, when I chose to switch to DPS from healing, there were 3 healers for 2 spots which would mean someone offspeccing… and there’s no dual spec! Argh! But now the healers can’t ever go on vacation because there are exactly 2. And since I cannot offspec because I’m a sentinel, that forces someone ELSE to offspec and I feel kinda guilty about having someone else offspec when it used to be me who was doing the ofspeccing on a toon that I had sworn was for dps. In conclusion, I feel selfish even though I’ve healed for the last 2 MMO’s I was in, for like… 8 years, and goddamnit I deserve to DPS for a change.
2. But Dps Is Gonna Be Hard! Way to go, me. With tight enrage timers, DPS has to be even more on top of everything and I’m a DPS noob. Of all the freakin times to change roles, was this a good one?
3. Do we have enough warm bodies? Oh, we’re going into our first raid one short? Maybe 2 short? Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. If we had more people than spots, people would be sitting out and that’s no fun.
4. The UI. I’m still struggling and fighting with the UI. I can’t even imagine trying to interrupt ALL THE THINGS without a reasonable cast bar. Or having target of target. Or a focus that works. I’m so glad I’m not healing because I might drop dead without mouseover macros and other UI necessities.
Ok, that’s about it that are major concerns. Also, I’m a little worried about fashion. I absolutely refuse to wear the leaf-butt or anything similarly hideous, regardless of how awesome the stats are. To quote Darth Meatloaf yet again: “I would do anything for stats, but I won’t do that.”
Little Jedi is 4. She really wants to be like mommy and daddy on the computer, but she isn’t quite there yet. Right now she can move around a little and do one attack. And drop us off the edge of Coruscant.
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LJ (learning about moving with WASD): W runs FORWARD. S runs BACK. E runs THIS WAY. Q runs THAT WAY. F does NUFFING!
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LJ: Momma are you pewing the guys?
(“pewing” is her term for blaster fire or lightsaber-ing.)
Me: That’s right. Momma’s pewing the bad robots.
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LJ: Daddy where’s your cat friend?
(Companions are “friends” and Aric Jorgen is a “cat”.)
Joun (husband): Cat man is getting me money.
LJ: Oh. Ok. Mommy where’s Kira?
Me: Kira’s on the ship. My friend is a doctor. He’s right over there.
LJ: Some doctors are boys and some doctors are girls. Daddy has a girl doctor (Elara). Mommy has a boy doctor (Doc).
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LJ: Mommy, who’s your friend?
Me: His name is Lord Scourge.
LJ: I don’t like Lord Scourge. He’s gonna bite us.
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LJ: Seven-Tee (T7-01) is a good pew-er!
LJ: Seven-Tee is a hero!
LJ: Seven-Tee is R2-D2’s grandpa.
(If you have a better way to explain “droid model predecessor” to a 4-year-old, I’d love to hear it.)
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LJ: Daddy where’s your speederbike?
Joun: Daddy put it away…
LJ: I want a speederbike. We buy one at the store?
OK, what do I do once I finally hit 50? I lust after the empire. I don’t think the empire is necessarily “better” but it seems like the flavor of it is … exciting?
For starters, the snark. Whether I’m doing the right thing or the wrong thing, I have a chance to mouth off to people for funsies. That’s pretty cool coming from a force-user (in this case, Inquisitor).
Example: The overseer gives my rival the task of translating something in the library while he tasks my character with going into a dangerous tomb full of bugs and stuff. Totally fair, right? My inquisitor’s response: “Better than the library. Yawn.” I almost peed myself.
In contrast, my Jedi Knight has the personality of a wet napkin. I would choose a dialogue option like “yeah I’m awesome” to spice things up and it comes out “the force was with me.” It’s really wooden, even when being BAD (dark side). Good thing her companions are interesting. The only snide or snarky character on the republic side is the smuggler.
Second, from the little I played, it seems “smoother,” at least inquisitor compared to consular. Force lightning just flows, compared to the awkward, delayed, and slightly glitchy rock throwing. Besides, where the fuck do those rocks come from all the time? There isn’t debris everywhere…
Meet the dirty imps
At which point, I utter some uncouth language.
Little Jedi responds: “Mommy, what’s a ‘stinky ho’?”
/facepalm (at least she didn’t pick up the word “skanky”…)
Go into your image folder
Open the sixth sub-folder and choose the sixth image.
Publish the image! (and a few words wouldn’t hurt, though I dare say I couln’t stop a blogger from adding a few words of their own).
Challenge six new bloggers.
Link to them.
I’ve been totally ignoring the 666 meme even after getting tagged but I have a good excuse: I recently got a new PC after my old one decided to fail in a quite dramatic fashion. You may have noticed my screenshots suddenly looking less “squished” top to bottom. I joked that my old PC added 10 lbs to my toons! An unfortunate side effect of this is that one of my toons that previously looked OK is now, in my mind, unacceptably weird looking. However, it’s my bank alt. I’ll cope. And I have a new PC, so I’m sure you’re crying big salty tears for me.
Back to the point, though. I needed to build up some screenies before I could participate in anything that required an examination of screenshot folders or folders-within-folders.
I don’t actually have 6 subfolders yet but in the spirit of this, I’ll try to do the 6th of what I do have.
From my screenshot folder. I was apparently taking a picture of guild chat for the Snark Side blog. I was standing on my husband’s ship at the time with my boytoy, Doc.
Seriously, my screenshot folder is downright sparse and my pictures folder is even worse.
Now the challenge is finding 6 bloggers who haven’t done this yet. I probably have effed this up too, but we’ll just pretend that I am good at memes.
And I officially can count to 6 (thanks, ordinal list). Yay.