There are some new screenshots of the Tier 8 gear in World of Warcraft over at MMO Champion.
Tier 8. Tagline: Now you can look more like everyone else than ever before!
Hi! We’re Death Knights! Grr!
Hi hi! We’re Death Knights too! Grrrrr!
Oh wait, no. We’re Hunters. Although the guy on the end in red is probably a Death Knight. Grrr?
Good day to you, we’re all Magii. Magus. Mageses. Whatever.
Good day to you, we’re all Magii.
Oh lordy no, sorry. We’re priests. You see, because our ludicrous shoulders go ‘up then out’ rather than ‘down then across’. And we don’t wear a hat, because we’re wearing a face mask these days. Like a Rogue.
Well met! We’re druids.
Warlocks! I meant Warlocks. Ha ha ha, oh dear. Come on lads, we’d better get out of Moonglade.
Q: How do you tell if someone is a hardcore raider?
A: Easily. It’s telling them apart from all the other hardcore raiders that’s the tricky part.
Two thousand and eight, or 2k8 as the sassy marketing people would have us call it, was possibly the best year in the recorded history of mankind. Unlike its predecessor 2007, 2008 was the year to be seen participating in, with an updated graphics engine as clearly evidenced by the Beijing Olympic Games, and improved live events provided by a wealth of volunteers, such as the drama of the US presidential election and the thrilling “Will it, won’t it?” speculation extravaganza that was the first circulation of the proton beam of CERN’s Large Hadron Collider.
Now, some reviewers may be quick to highlight the few teeny tiny bugs in 2008, such as the collapse of the world economy and the escalation of hostilities in Afghanistan, but I think these few and far between minor defects can be overlooked when one considers the vast array of great entertainment that 2008 provided.
2008 was a great year, fantastic value for money and comes highly recommended, and what’s more it’s unlikely to be improved upon by the vastly over-hyped 2009.
This review paid for by Year2k8 Games, developers of the year 2008.
A free copy of 2008 and a one year subscription was given to the reviewer.
And some cash in a brown paper bag.
The author would like it known, however, that only three prostitutes were provided as a review incentive. And two of them were mingers.