NGL, I'm making this just bc I wanna say this to someone, as I'm weirdly emotional over it, wasn't someone who really played with other people, and while I only really started playing just before Dawntrail started I still have a stupid amount of emotions over this so Imma get them out here.
When I started FFXIV it was mostly bc I thought the character customization was cool and wasn't expecting to like the story that much. Sure I had heard that I was good, but wasn't expecting to actually care all that much. I was very wrong, as I got fully immersed in it, beat the game in like, 3 months of blitzing through focusing on the Bard class (still my favorite & the only one I feel confident in).
When I learned (way later than I should have) and found out I could get a house to decorate I was... honestly not that hyped. I actually used the goal of 'Get House' to stave off having to try other classes, tanks & healer classes still scare me more than they should. I know that most people don't actually have that hard of a time earning millions in the game, but I honestly don't want to spend hours working the market board as my brain doesn't really do that all that well. Thanks to runing the Diadem way too many times I finally got enough to start bidding on one of the 3.1 million houses. I figured I could just keep bidding until I got one only to win the first house I had bid on.
Aether Server, Lavender Beds, Ward 10, Plot 7. Named it 'Astaroth's Femboy Palace' as a dumb joke with a friend. Also play bunnyboi.
Thinking back on it I definitely could have gotten one of the medium sized houses if I hadn't spent as much as I did on the furniture & actually ended with the vision I had for my little house. Despite this, I think my house ended up better bc of the limitations in space I had. The outside was very much 'Business in the front, party in the back,' as I had made the front a nice almost forested area with a patio, leaf litter on the ground, & a fountain or two. The upstairs was split in two, to the right of the door was a kitchen & sofa under a glitched loft with the dining table above it, to the left was a wall with (I think) glitched inside windows on partitions, separating the lamest bathroom ever. It was just a bathtub & dinky little sink. The downstairs was where I put most of my focus, the stairs down lead to a small storage, Allagan Node thing placement, some pretty stained glass windows, and a few bookcases... along with a bookcase door. Past the door was my magnum opus: a cozy office/study/tv room, and leading through an archway was my bedroom with a nice alcove bed. I kept all my posters for the events I participated in, my various plushies, and really any other cool thing my hoarding self wanted to squirrel away.
After hitting level 100 on my gathering classes & waiting for the update after finishing the initial story for Dawntrail (I forgot the update number) I ended up taking some time off from the game, still signing in to gain a few levels in other classes for an hour or two here and there. I still can't figure out why, but in that time my computer decided to start throwing tantrums, and now I can't keep FFXIV open for more than around 10 minutes without my computer just... shutting off. Fully black screen, no inputs, lights inside the computer still on, but I have to switch off the power strip to get it to fully turn off to turn it on again. Because of this, my enthusiasm had hit a bit of a low, I can't even play through a dungeon without having to mess with my computer. I had kept logging in to keep my house, because I do want to keep playing as soon as I get my dumb computer working again, but I found out today (April 12th technically) that I had lost my house it by a few days.
While I know that I didn't have all that much time sunk into it, I'm feeling way more emotional than I would have expected losing it, medication messing with my hormones probably aint helping, but I figure saying goodbye in a way literally anyone else could see might help with processing it fast enough to not bum me out for a few days. My little cottage served me well in the year and some change I had him, and his legacy will live on in the next house I get, once my pc stops fighting me. Maybe I'll go from a small to medium house... but since 3 million is a lot for the scrub I am, I may just get a small one again.
Farewell, and looking forward to your rebirth when I find you anew.
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When I started FFXIV it was mostly bc I thought the character customization was cool and wasn't expecting to like the story that much. Sure I had heard that I was good, but wasn't expecting to actually care all that much. I was very wrong, as I got fully immersed in it, beat the game in like, 3 months of blitzing through focusing on the Bard class (still my favorite & the only one I feel confident in).
When I learned (way later than I should have) and found out I could get a house to decorate I was... honestly not that hyped. I actually used the goal of 'Get House' to stave off having to try other classes, tanks & healer classes still scare me more than they should. I know that most people don't actually have that hard of a time earning millions in the game, but I honestly don't want to spend hours working the market board as my brain doesn't really do that all that well. Thanks to runing the Diadem way too many times I finally got enough to start bidding on one of the 3.1 million houses. I figured I could just keep bidding until I got one only to win the first house I had bid on.
Aether Server, Lavender Beds, Ward 10, Plot 7. Named it 'Astaroth's Femboy Palace' as a dumb joke with a friend. Also play bunnyboi.
Thinking back on it I definitely could have gotten one of the medium sized houses if I hadn't spent as much as I did on the furniture & actually ended with the vision I had for my little house. Despite this, I think my house ended up better bc of the limitations in space I had. The outside was very much 'Business in the front, party in the back,' as I had made the front a nice almost forested area with a patio, leaf litter on the ground, & a fountain or two. The upstairs was split in two, to the right of the door was a kitchen & sofa under a glitched loft with the dining table above it, to the left was a wall with (I think) glitched inside windows on partitions, separating the lamest bathroom ever. It was just a bathtub & dinky little sink. The downstairs was where I put most of my focus, the stairs down lead to a small storage, Allagan Node thing placement, some pretty stained glass windows, and a few bookcases... along with a bookcase door. Past the door was my magnum opus: a cozy office/study/tv room, and leading through an archway was my bedroom with a nice alcove bed. I kept all my posters for the events I participated in, my various plushies, and really any other cool thing my hoarding self wanted to squirrel away.
After hitting level 100 on my gathering classes & waiting for the update after finishing the initial story for Dawntrail (I forgot the update number) I ended up taking some time off from the game, still signing in to gain a few levels in other classes for an hour or two here and there. I still can't figure out why, but in that time my computer decided to start throwing tantrums, and now I can't keep FFXIV open for more than around 10 minutes without my computer just... shutting off. Fully black screen, no inputs, lights inside the computer still on, but I have to switch off the power strip to get it to fully turn off to turn it on again. Because of this, my enthusiasm had hit a bit of a low, I can't even play through a dungeon without having to mess with my computer. I had kept logging in to keep my house, because I do want to keep playing as soon as I get my dumb computer working again, but I found out today (April 12th technically) that I had lost my house it by a few days.
While I know that I didn't have all that much time sunk into it, I'm feeling way more emotional than I would have expected losing it, medication messing with my hormones probably aint helping, but I figure saying goodbye in a way literally anyone else could see might help with processing it fast enough to not bum me out for a few days. My little cottage served me well in the year and some change I had him, and his legacy will live on in the next house I get, once my pc stops fighting me. Maybe I'll go from a small to medium house... but since 3 million is a lot for the scrub I am, I may just get a small one again.
Farewell, and looking forward to your rebirth when I find you anew.
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