Hi! I'm Kamazhi, also known as Kam, Kammy, Funkmaster Boogyfist, and Poseidon, King of the Ocean. I'm looking for a guild. Completely lacking a sense of how to organically mesh myself into a community after taking a short break, I'm going to instead break down everything relevant to this topic into a series of convenient bullet points, therefore extracting all that pesky personalization and meaningful interaction.
So here we go.
I've been playing WoW since March 2007, and Kamazhi was created, originally a feral druid, around September of the same year. I had no experience with previous Warcraft games, so initially, my grasp of the lore was shaky. Kamazhi and I grew together in this game, and with us, familiarity and ability to write in the universe. Cataclysm didn't really click with me so I kind of breezed through it, mostly just RPing on occasion. Now he's a monk, I'm enjoying it, and I'm back in the game.
As you can probably guess, Kam's been through a hell of a lot, but more on that later!
Here's what's important to know about me:
*I'm seeking an RP guild first and foremost for Kamazhi to join in-character. I'm open to other aspects, but this is priority numero uno.
*I'm experienced in a lot of respects. Raiding, PvP, guild leadin', whatever. Done it all, know what's expected of me. Back on Argent Dawn I ran a pretty successful RP guild called Disastrous Results, and here on WRA I was an officer in Idle Hands for awhile, though the pre-expansion lull meant that I didn't do a whole lot in that respect.
*I'm open to taking on responsibility, but I'm not super-ambitious or anything. I try to be as reliable and generous as possible when I'm in a guild, and if an officer is needed, I do tend to volunteer, but I'm not cutthroat about it or nothin'. Unless your guild is called the Cutthroats, and the theme is centered around cutting each other's throats recreationally and scoring each other on severity and finesse, in which case hey, I'ma do what I gotta do.
*This one's tricky to word properly, but important. I am extremely laid back and low-maintenance, but I also pride myself on directness and honesty. I've spent a long time trying to refine my sense of bluntness away from being hostile and insulting, and towards being encouraging and promoting growth, and I feel for the most part, I've succeeded. I feel it's critical, however, to emphasize that when I join a guild, I seek and expect an environment where people are trusted to confront each other maturely when necessary, and not fearfully shy from conflict.
Again, difficult to verbalize, but bears explaining.
Here's a bit about Kamazhi and what he's looking for.
Kamazhi's an old elf with a lot of scars and a young heart. He's spent pretty much his entire life fighting, and has managed so far to completely avoid becoming jaded or disillusioned with his cause. Recent events resulted in an unfortunate loss of his Druidic abilities and the crippling of a limb, but he's been recovering by studying the ways of the monk and reorienting his lifestyle.
Kam's always had something of a predator's mind. He's not an intellectual, and he isn't the type to pore over books, but he's got a sharp sense of wit, a careful, observant mentality, and an easygoing confidence.
All in all, he prides himself on being reliable and taking action when necessary, resulting in a dynamic, albeit aggressive - if more recently well-balanced - individual.
In terms of specialty, Kamazhi's a fighter and engineer. Even before his monk training, he forsook shapeshifting in favor of hand-to-hand combat, and is an experienced boxer and wrestler.
He's worked as an Alliance Seventh Legion military engineer for about six years, helping deploy personal armaments and repair and maintain the armored division.
So! All in all, that's Kamazhi and the person playing him. I'd like to find somewhere to call home for Mists of Pandaria, so I'd greatly appreciate any interested guilds messaging me in-game or just posting here!
May rabid crows never feast on your eyes as you lay crippled amidst a burning heap of fireproof, yet inexplicably furious tarantulas due to an incredibly unfortunate and equally contrived three-way pileup between a gasoline, asbestos, and arachnid fusing truck (unless that is what turns you on in which case I am equally flabbergasted and intrigued),