Ok it’s time for the third and last regrets post. Not sure what anyone is going to think about this one. I was put in a difficult position and wasn’t sure what to do. I sat on the fence as long as I could then made my decision which I immediately regretted (otherwise it won’t be here – this is not the post for evil things I’ve done and still chuckle about- that’s for next week).
Anyway it was when I was playing my paladin healer Androse.We were in Scarlet Monastery. I was doing well …surprisingly. Well to be fair I can be a competent healer- my obsessive nature helps since I refuse to take my eye off the green bars and neurotically top them up at every opportunity (as a paladin I am liberal in my use of mana – as a shaman healer I tried the same thing and everyone died).
So it was all going well apart from one thing- we had a badly behaved ninja tank who – although being rebuked by the DPS several times – (I wasn’t getting involved – too busy staring fixedly at green bars) was carrying on regardless and ignoring them. For some reason they didn’t boot him (possibly enough time hadn’t elapsed- can’t remember). But they started telling me not to heal him so that he’d die and leave of his own accord (they hoped). I was very uncomfortable about this. Surprisingly so. Obviously what he was doing was wrong (rolling need on everything) but still- deliberately letting him die seemed bad. I don’t want to be over the top and say it felt like murder or anything but allowing someone to die (albeit a cartoon someone) when I had the power to prevent it felt low – very low. In fact let’s just say I knew at that point I was glad I had chosen not to be a surgeon who might have had to face a similar decision at some point in their career, perhaps whether to operate on someone they knew for a fact had stolen several post-it notes from the reception desk – the nice square ones too. (Incidentally I was urged to be a surgeon by my careers advisor when they saw me playing the Operation game – they couldn’t believe my nerves of steel and how infrequently I made his nose buzz. My operation death rate would have been like 1 in 10 I’m sure.) Anyway….although the DPS were telling me not to heal him, now and again I confess I sneaked him a few heals – hoping they wouldn’t notice. Of course they could see his green bar rising so my “clever” plan was not particularly successful (Blizzard – introduce a Secret Heal spell that does not show up on the green bar- you have no idea how many of us are trying to secretly heal people in our group. What? There’s only me doing it. Oh ok). They got increasingly annoyed (probably deep down at me but kept it civil since I was the healer and still retained a certain amount of power). So they kept on telling me not to heal him but were relatively patient- thinking perhaps that I was so professional a healer it was hardcoded in my DNA and they had to undo years of training – MattDamon/Bourne identity like. But eventually I buckled (you knew it was coming didn’t you). I felt like I had no choice. So I let him die. I LET HIM DIE (capitals so you understand the emotional agony behind these type written words). And through it he said not one word- which somehow made it worse. It made him seem like some mysterious entity – something put in the game to see how far we’d go – what would make us turn? Turns out it took four ninja rolls for his life to be meaningless. We were willing to kill him. How feral had we become? Azeroth’s Lord of the Flies moment – I think I even rubbed some mud on my face at one point (I tell a lie – it was chocolate actually). Anyway since it was only Scarlet Monastery I seem to recall he ran back in 2 seconds after dying (I of course didn’t resurrect him either – by then I’d turned fully to the dark side and was practising a devilish hand rubbing action with accompanying cackle) and he carried on doing more of the same. So it was all a bit pointless. The DPS were impotently seething by this point. Don’t know why they just didn’t leave. In the end we finished the dungeon, they called him a tosser and left, leaving he & I (me & him, him & me?) in the dungeon alone. We fell into each other’s arms and…No we didn’t …it’s not that sort of story but it would be fun if it was (some Bonnie & Clyde affair where the healer was actually in on the ninja looting scam from the start…I sense a screenplay!!!) No the truth was I didn’t know what to say to him. He was in the wrong in regard to his behaviour, but I had bowed to peer pressure and let him die. Not a shining moment for either of us. So I just left the dungeon as well. He was annoying it’s true. He behaved like an idiot. But life- even WoW life it seems- is important and letting someone lose their’s as a form of punishment felt a step too far – for me anyway. Wish we could have just booted him.