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April 17, 2005 After last weekend's ass hammering from
Lucifron, Monolith and Entropic Order once again descended into the
core, butt hurt, and wanting blood. All week we'd been working out the Lucifron fight like a Rubik's Cube. I don't know about everyone else, but I had a Rubik's Cube as a child. I absolutely sucked at the damn thing. I could never get more than 3 sides at once. It was kind of like our Lucifron fight last weekend. We could never get it all to come together at the same time. I tried solving that damned instrument of childhood torture for many hours, and being impatient but well versed in the art of destruction, I broke that heinous cube apart with a screwdriver. Once I had the pieces laying all over the floor, I sorted them by color and reassembled them to a perfect 6 sided, completed cube. No one else knew the difference, to them it was just a completed puzzle they didn't see solved, but it got done. So fuck you Rubik, there's more than one way to solve your shit.
And that's basically how Lucifron died. We got there, took the extra time with the details, broke the fight down piece by piece, and when we put it all together he died on the first pull. Text book pulling and everyone doing their jobs made it seem like we were there for afternoon brunch, not weekend carnage. Whatever planets aligned, whatever dwarven paladins were hurt in the making of this moment, it was all worth it. I couldn't even imagine how easy this fight would be with 14+ dispellers after seeing it click for us with only 7.
Now, if only we could have bottled that moment up and taken it with us to Magmadar. This guy stepped on our cube, killed us pull after pull, and ate Rubik. Which isn't such a bad thing, I never liked that asshole or his cube anyway.
We'll be back, and when we do come, we're going to skin that bastard with the Ace Ventura knife soon enough. Thank you to all the members of Entropic Order who were there with us, you guys are fabulous!
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