I found an interesting blog post from the leader of one of the biggest WoW guilds in the world. He quit. Here's his story: clicky clicky |
This was a great story, even better since its true.
Granted I was nothing of such importance during my FFXI hay-days, once I hit somewhere near the top of my game I sat down and thought, "What is my goal?"
There was no goal, it had become mindless repitition, and although some may argue FFXI is the best game for it, all MMORPGs are long-term investments in repitition and the mundane. Once that hit me deep I kinda wanted to cry, I wasted so much time (not to say I'd have done anything more progressive in real life, but I could've read a book or two instead of playing).
I'll always remember the good times and the two great friends I made in the ::three years:: of dedicated playing I spent, the few hundred screenshots I took, but I could never go back to ANY mmorpg now, just the occasional CS:Source with my pals when I go back home from school is the extent of any time investment I'm interested in making with MMOs now.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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Congle line of abuse. Or is that conga-line. Or congaline.