Screenies: Sharvan’s Running of Da Bulls

On Sunday I ran in Sharvan’s Running of Da Bulls which both BRK and Ratshag organized. I hung out at the beginning of the race with my Pox Arcanum guildies, Madja. Of course we both changed our Pox names to be a tribute for Sharvan. I’m Amooto and she’s Moodja.

The starting line was chaos.

From above it was just one giant ball of hair.

I have no idea how BRK, Ratshag, and team were able to organize all this. No one seemed to be paying attention — except of course me and Moodja.

And we’re off!

The sea of moooooo….

The lag was so incredibly bad that at one point, it looked like I was all alone out there.

Incredibly, I was actually near the front of the pack!

These dudes are the only ones between me and naked she-cow glory!

Of course, we ARE still in the Barrens… there’s still a long way to go.

As we head into Durotar, I’m still near the lead!

But when I saw the first zeppelin depart from Orgrimmar without me, I knew I was doomed. How right I was to be — in many ways! Here’s a shot of the second zep loading to Undercity. Note the “entertainment cow” dancing on the roof.

Even though I know I can’t catch up to the first zep folks, I decide that I’m going to try to beat everyone from the second zep.

And then came the worgs. They ate me not once, but twice. At least I was one among many. (Everyone in this shot is a ghost.)

After my second death, I decided to follow suit with Moodja and just run to the finish line as a ghost. Thankfully, as a ghost you run a lot faster than everyone else!

Um. What I failed to remember is that when you’re dead you can’t see anyone else — so the finish line at Hammerfall looked like a… well, a ghost town.

I had a lot of fun during this race… thanks very much to BRK and Ratter for doing it. Most of all, here’s sending the Light to Sharvan’s loved ones.