Tipa’s exclusive reveal of Winds of Pandaria sounds awesome with a capital ‘Z’ (followed by capital ‘O’, ‘M’ and ‘G’, lower case ‘l’, ‘o’ and ‘l’, then ‘wtfbbq’ in either WingDings or Cyrillic, depending on available fonts). The undoubted highlight for me is:
The Pandarens live in peace and harmony, and that means NO MONEY. Yup. Gold GOES AWAY ENTIRELY. The Auction House now deals in barter and karma. Do a nice thing for someone, you get a little karma you can spend. You can even help out animals and monsters for more karma. Blizzard just killed the whole gold farming industry. Now you’re going to see bunches of level 90 rogues jumping around trying to do nice things for you.
I’m not sure what I’m looking forward to most, Gevlon’s head exploding or the term ‘gold farmer’ becoming obsolete and replaced entirely with ‘karma farmer’. Probably the latter in a future expansion when new camelid races are added, as the question would arise of why Blizzard would release a statement about a contentious incident involving one of those played by someone from northern Italy named after the US President acquiring protective yellow fruit nightwear? If you’re playing along at home, that’s ten points if you said “to calm a Parma llama Obama karma farmer banana pyjama armour drama”.
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
Beware my girl, of the inveterate charmer,
That wicked wretch and sly disarmer,
Whose desire for woman is but to harm her,
With banana pyjama armour drama.
Karma Farmer down,
Karma Farmer deep down in the ocean,
Blue like a barnacle,
Sitting in a tight place,
Laughing like a monkey arm,
Pulling like a china boy, etc etc.
I was going to link the video for Massive Attack – Karmacoma but it was creeping me out.
*clap* Melmoth: I fear you may have outdone yourself on this one.
@xbevisx: I’m now fully versed in Jon Wayne and the Pain. Having watched the video for Karmacoma, I think I now know what The Doctor saw in his room in The God Complex…
@FraidOfTheLight: Alas, I can’t claim credit for anything, m’goodcolleague dreamt up the post and the wonders that are ‘banana pyjama armour drama’ and ‘karma farmers’.
Alone we are born
And die alone;
Yet see the red-gold cirrus
Over snow mountain shine.
Along the upland road
Ride easy, stranger:
Surrender to the sky
Your heart of anger.
— J. K. Baxter, “High Country Weather”