You know, World of Warcraft really is an awesome game. Once you manage to control your cravings and limit the amount of time you spend in-game, it's an enjoyable hobby. There really aren't a lot of things that sour the experience. But there is one BIG THING: Horde players.

• It's the level 60 Tauren warrior that sees your level 20-something Gnome Mage questing in Redridge and decides to stop and dismount his gigantic kodo just so that he can utterly obliterate you in one crushing, effortless stroke and add another notch to his "Gnomes slaughtered" wall.


• It's the Undead Rogue who will follow you around, invisible, until he sees you battle a rather large monster. Only when you're beaten and exhausted from the battle, will he uncloak himself by garroting you from behind. Ensuring himself a risk-free kill.


• It's the Troll Mage who you were content to leave alone, who somehow spawns the monumentally idiotic idea of taking on you and your questing partner (when you're both higher level than him). Then, when he is unsurprisingly mutilated by the both of you, he calls in a retinue of level 60 guardian-angel players to correct this injustice upon his idiotic ass.


• It's anyone, I repeat, ANYONE who has the balls to play a Shaman. Anyone who can play this unbalanced class, kill players on a regular basis, and sleep soundly at night, has NO SOUL.

So, imagine my horror when my beloved Angela said that she was considering playing World of Warcraft, and that she wanted to play an Undead character. "Something is appealing about them" she said. Well, her friends and I told her that if she played Undead then we would form a guild on her server dedicated to the sole purpose of ganking her. Later on, I felt this was a little harsh, immature even. Briefly I toyed with the idea of starting a new Undead character with Angela at the same time that she did. Playing with her, side by side, decomposing togetherness.

But then I played a run through Desolace tonight with my main, Mekka; side by side with my sister's main, Caerilae. And you know what? It totally changed my mind back. Horde players are ASSHOLES. All of the above listed situations occurred, sometimes repeatedly. My sister and I spent long stretches of time as ghosts, running back to our corpses because someone decided they wanted to make our lives difficult. Excuse me guys, but there's another person at the other end of the network trying to enjoy the game the same as you. I don't mind a little PvP, but keep it classy; I try to do the same for you. Don't gank me while I'm fighting a monster. Don't kill me if you're 30 levels above me and I don't even present a challenge. Don't attack my party solo and then whine to your higher-ups that we bullied you. But my pleas are pointless: it's never going to stop. Horde players have always been assholes and they will always BE assholes, and I shall NEVER be one of them.

So I quote Tycho, and I make his words our battle cry: Fuck the Horde! FUCK those guys.