Hi I’m every tank ever! Glad to meet you in this here random heroic that you’ve been desperately trying to get into for the past twenty minutes. I only have to wait a few seconds for my queue to pop so sometimes I just decline it for a few minutes for fun lol!

I’m a tank which means I’m awesome. I’m also infallible. I don’t know what that word really means but I heard it in sunday school and it sounded awesome lol!

Here’s how this run is going to go: I’m going to sit absolutely motionless for about five minutes in between each pull and then without a word I’ll spring into action. I’m like a fuckin’ ninja cat man, they never see me comin’. I don’t really care about your mana bar or whether you’re still patiently waiting on me to move talk twitch dance so if I pull three packs of mobs at once and I die, its because you were a twat and didn’t heal me good enough. Weak man, weak.

What’s that? No I didn’t know you could just mount up after Ick and Krick and run by the next trash pulls. Does that mean I can mount up and run past ALL the trash up to the cave entrance in Pit of Saron?! No way, that’s awesome!

…

Oh ffs you guys are scrubs, that’s some weak heals man, weak.

Anyway I’m just going to start calling you out as the healer because you’re the obvious target to go after here and I can probably rally the support of the brainless pvp rogue, fury warrior and frost death knight against you. So again, real weak heals there son.

Here, I’ll make this easy for you. I’m going to go tank those things up there. Yes the skeletons in the big group with the two casters. I’m not going to throw my shield at the casters or whatever the fuck that warrior thing is (heroic/stupendous/megalopolic/ultrahumanityslaying throw) because dude, its just a heroic. Also, I’m going to put my back to pretty much all the melee mobs because man if you can’t heal through even that then we have a serious problem.

Hey you know what? Maybe you’re just not good enough to run heroics with me yet. Why don’t you go back to normal mode Nexus and gear up first because there’s no chance I’m being the world’s largest supertwat without fuckall of an idea what I’m doing.

Oh shit, I forgot its almost raid time. See ya guys, I’m off to raid with my super leet guild of Arthas-slaying fame. Peace, bitches!

I’m not feeling particularly inspired by anything WoW-related which is why there haven’t been as many posts of late. Instead, here’s something completely different.

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I started the night (read: afternoon) with Everclear. After a little while I decided to engage in some internet research (read: por—wait, no!). Combining liberal amounts of additional Everclear with clips from the Daily Show with Jon Stewart and an experimental foray into the world of Omegle I recorded the following results:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: hey

You: Hello

Stranger: asl?

Stranger: address, social security number, last name?

Stranger: you know, asl?

You: Right.

You: I’m an illegal alien however so that’s not going to work out so well

Stranger: dangnab.

You: I can probably steal someone elses ssn easily enough though!

Stranger: if you could, that would be much appreciated!

Stranger: you have NO IDEA how hard identify theft can be over omegle :(

You: I’m on it, right away, tip top!

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 40 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: Hi, horny male looking to exchange pics, email to ************@gmail.com

You: That’s just unpleasant

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 8 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: Lets make this easy which one are you?
a. Male looking for female
b. Female looking for male
c. Male looking for male
d. Horny male looking for male
e. Horny female looking for male
f. Horny male looking for female

You: Hello

You: uh

You: OH NOES A ROBOT

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 12 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: hi

Stranger: im a horny male

You: How new and original.

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 9 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: hi

You: Hello!

Stranger: asl plz

You: Why do you want to know my social security number?

You: I think that’s rather forward of you

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 15 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: MARCO!

You: Polo!

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 6 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: Marco!

Stranger: polo

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 4 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: This is a fun game!

Stranger: hi

You: What’s up?

Stranger: What game?

You: oh

You: playing marco polo!

You: Sorry, I was carrying over my thought processes from the last conversation I had

You: I mean, there was no way you could know that so that was a little unfair to ambush you with right off the bat

You: I do apologize, I just got caught up in the exuberance of life for a moment

You: you know how it is

Stranger: I am a Chinese boy

You: I uh

You: ok

You: well how do you do?

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 2 minutes!

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: hey

You: Heya!

You: What’s up?

Stranger: m/f

You: Sorry?

Stranger: huh??

You: What?

Stranger: are you blonde?

You: OMG YOU CAN SEE ME

You have disconnected.

Total time elapsed: 38 seconds.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: 26 / m / uk

You: Do you go by the name of Tamarind?

Stranger: no

You: online I mean

You: certainly not in real life

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

The only reason I can see for reading that blog called the Greedy Goblin is the “train wreck” perspective. Personally, I don’t get any sense of entertainment from that but to each their own.

So here’s my impersonation of the author of that train wreck:

FUCKING SOCIALS, WHY DO YOU ALL SUCK SO MUCH YOU’RE SO STUPID.

ALSO, I HAVE A BLOG WHEREIN I SHARE MY THOUGHTS AND IDEAS WITH THE ONLINE COMMUNITY AND MAINTAIN A DIALOGUE WITH LOTS OF PEOPLE FROM AROUND THE WORLD.

NO I’M NOT AWARE OF ANY CONTRADICTION IN THAT. I’M LIKE THE FUCKING POPE, INFALLIBLE BITCHES.

I’d rather kill of my brain cells almost any other way than by reading such rubbish.

Edit – Damn, got the wrong url in the hyperlink. I got them confused because both sites are equally entertaining.

Further edit – I’d like to put this into more context after having flippantly posted late last night. I don’t read the blog this post is about. I had seen it linked on other blogs I do read some time ago and stopped by to check it out. I read a dozen posts or so before becoming extraordinarily disinterested; not because I found the author to be some maniacal hateful person that offended me however. I simply didn’t, and don’t, find him to be credible. His perspectives and viewpoints are so internally inconsistent yet never personally addressed or acknowledged. Its like listening to a joke that never gets to the punchline. As far as his behavior or attitude goes, I could not care less. There is more than enough room in the world for all kinds of people.

So to recap: the goblin blog’s content, don’t care. The staggering logical inconsistencies, exasperating whenever someone mentions one of the posts there.

Wait. Strike that, reverse it.

Pike’s resignation is so recent its still on the blogosphere’s metaphorical desk and already its got me thinking about things. The first thing I think of is OMG WHY DO I NOT UPDATE 2FPS MORE OFTEN WHEN I HAVE SO MUCH FREE TIME NOW.

The second thing it makes me think of is the list of things I would still like to do before ending my WoW career. Here’s the list as I recall it off the top of my head at 4:48am.

Kill the Lich King

This one’s an obvious one. It brings my experience with Warcraft full circle as I saw the Arthas character begin life in Warcraft 3 and now am presented the opportunity to end his life in WoW. It also signifies the culmination of the idea for this guild I had well over a year ago. I see this goal as an inevitability.

Get my warrior to 80

I have one character of every class. Each of those characters is level 80 except my warrior who is in the mid-sixties. My compulsive side simply cannot rest if one of my characters isn’t max level.

Kill Kil’jaeden on my paladin

My paladin was my main character throughout the Burning Crusade. I’ve managed to get every pre-Wrath raid achievement on her except Kil’jaeden. The furthest I’ve been with her is the Eredar Twins before the fucking snow on the driveway ruined everything.

Make my blog not look like crap

I generally like the look of my blog but there are certain parts of it that make me weep. The header is one of those parts as is the comments section of each post. I have the ability to make it not crap but the motivation is lacking. I find that sad since Ashmaw/Balor provided me with such a brilliant header graphic months ago and I’ve been unable to figure out a way to work it into the Journalist theme after all this time.

Podcast

I’m going to use podcast as a verb here even though I have no idea if society will allow it.

I’ve had a pet idea percolating on the back burner for a while now. I kinda want to do a podcast. It would be like an audio version of 2fps as far as content goes but I could get guest stars to come on each episode. I would also want to make it a limited series, maybe do eight episodes total before ending it. This way it would be an addendum to 2fps, not a replacement. It also sets a reasonable limit to ensure burnout and time constraints don’t interfere.

Podcast with Chas and Tam

Carrying on the theme of the last bullet point I specifically want to air a podcast featuring myself with Chas and Tam of Righteous Orbs. Why? Clearly if you’re asking that you’re beyond hope because anyone would want to hang out in a ventrilo server with these two to do a podcast. Also, british accents boost ratings; any idiot in America knows this. If you want people to listen to your shit, get a Brit to talk to your audience.

Complete the Quel’delar quest

This is sort of a weird goal. I already did this quest on the PTR and I feel like that was a very satisfying experience. The only things that nag at me about it are that I don’t have a fancy purple token to show for it and I didn’t stop the quest chain at the part where you go to the restored Sunwell. Sadly, those two things contradict each other since you have to go past the Sunwell part of the quest to get the token. I’m undecided about this issue. If I don’t complete the quest I can go chill at the Sunwell anytime I want. Awesome. However, once I stop playing the game it would be nice to have something on the armory to serve as a reminder.

Actually that problem is stupid since it works itself out. I just don’t finish the quest until I’m done with WoW. Gah, I just solved at least a month’s worth of angst in one revelatory moment. That was dumb.

Finish and publish that damn post

Chas and Tam gave me a topic to blog about back in December. I’ve been working on it ever since. Its difficult since all the graphs and charts I want to include in the post are a little beyond my ability to create but that’s still no excuse. I simply need to suck it up and finish the damn post. Hell, its mostly complete as it is now, just post it ffs!

Poke Algalon

Also known as my last priority. I could take or leave this one and not lose a night’s sleep but it would be cool to at least attempt the Algalon fight because darnitall if it doesn’t look pretty as hell. Amg sparkles!

Picture taken from The Enigma Order via Google Images

In the end, when I stop playing WoW I won’t feel that I’ve left much undone. I’ve been extraordinarily lucky when it comes down to the opportunities I’ve had and the friends I’ve made. When I put in my resignation, it’ll be with a feeling of satisfaction.

A word of warning: this post is not WoW-related. Please skip if you’re not interested in non-WoW content.

I fell in love with a girl band once upon a time, a long time ago in a land far far away. I fell in love once and almost comp… wait strike that. DIFFERENT BAND ALTOGETHER.

Ok screw the introductions. I like U2. I like U2 like family. No wait, I don’t like family. I like U2 like I like myself. Wait that may not… ARGH FOCUS.

U2 is beginning the third leg of the 360 tour in Salt Lake City, Utah. Oh hey Shay, isn’t that where you live? Yes, that’s precisely where I live. The concert is June 3rd and will be at the Rice Eccles Stadium.

Words cannot begin to describe how anxious this makes me. Not anxious as in ‘excited’ but anxious as in OH GOSH MAKE THE CHURNING IN MY STOMACH STOP. This is because concerts and I get along about as well as, OH HEY I CAN MAKE A WOW REFERENCE AFTER ALL, Horde and Alliance, Varian and Garrosh, Garrosh and anything else?

The first time I went to see a U2 concert, nay the first time I got tickets to any concert was back during the Elevation tour. Some friends came with me early in the morning to the Graywhale CD exchange shop to get our tickets. We ended up like six people from the front of the line. We took this as a good sign. We stood in line for a few hours. One of my friends brought his guitar and was playing Cranberries songs for some reason nobody could figure out. Later, he would be mocked on the radio by a local DJ who had been present in line for playing Cranberries songs.

The fateful hour arrived when tickets could be sold. The doors opened. The first few people walked in, walked out with tickets. The people appeared to be shinier and lighter than air when they stepped out of the store. They had smiles on their faces that made them look like gods and goddesses. A fire hydrant exploded when the first person came out and the resulting geyser transformed into a cascade of cherry blossoms that surrounded the ticketholders. Fuck Willy Wonka. His chocolate factory and its gaudy tickets were as tinkling cymbals and sounding brass compared to the glory of having a ticket to the Elevation tour.

I was up.

I walked in, smirking gleefully. I presented myself at the counter and asked for tickets. The transaction was nearly complete, all that remained was for the actual tickets to be printed and my money taken.

Darkness. Death. Hellfire.

The jackasses hadn’t loaded the ticket printer the night before. The printer jammed as the last scrap of paper made it halfway through the machine. The cashier’s face slowly disfigured in front of my eyes as the horror of what was beginning sunk into his brain.

I don’t remember how long it took them to fix the machine. An hour? Six hours? Nine months? An eternity of forevers as we waited with revulsion in our stomachs for the ticket machine to give birth to our coveted prize.

“I think its working now. Maybe.”

“What’s left? Are there any GA tickets still available?”

“Oh… sorry man no, there’s some nosebleed seats but that’s about it. Wow, this is selling out pretty fast.”

I contemplated murder for a moment but opted to snag some of the nosebleed tickets before even those were gone too.

Ironically, this would end up being the best concert experience I’ve had yet. As it happens, I’m prematurely old and cranky. I don’t particularly enjoy being down on the floor with the GA ticket people standing around smashing into each other and carrying on and what have you. I like a fucking seat. Particularly after I’ve been standing up all day waiting in line after line to get into the venue, throw some elbows while racing to the stage and then deathgripping the rail to keep my spot at the top of the heart.

I’ve been to two Killers concerts and the U2 Vertigo tour show since that first Elevation show and they’ve been nightmarish experiences. Massive dehydration and fatigue nearly took me out of the Vertigo show entirely even though I was about three feet from Bono.

Due to all these horrendous ordeals that preface each and every concert I attend, I receive the news of this new 360 tour show with trepidation. The fact that its in a stadium and not an arena this time around only makes things worse. I feel more obligated than ever to get a spot on the ground at the foot of the stage. I’m trying hard to work myself down off the metaphorical ledge I’ve put myself on but I dunno man, I dunno.

What makes this business even worse yet is that I don’t even particularly care for the album they’re promoting on this tour. No Line on the Horizon was fairly mediocre in pretty much every way. Sure I like one or two songs but ZooTV this tour is not.

Ultimately I just need to harness my chi, focus and figure out exactly for sure what I want from this show. I just need to be calm, rational and patient.

I also need to hurry and make a decision quick quick because tickets go on sale like frickin’ soon DAMMIT.

Argh!

This post brought to you by anxiety and a lack of Adderall.

I’ve been thinking about recruitment lately. When this crazy ride first started, we said we would under-recruit if anything because raiding with people we loved and respected was the ultimate goal and we didn’t want to have to get 4 or 5 jackasses to fill seats just so we could put a raid together. This has led to some frustrating nights where one or two people will be unable to show up which causes the entire night to be cancelled when so many people are eager to get in and fight. Whether you over-recruit or under-recruit you’re never free of problems, you just trade which ones you’ve got.

Regardless, I was imagining what it would be like for a new person to join us and what they would feel as they logged onto Ventrilo for the first time to raid with Nocturne. I cringed a little. Anytime you come into a new group like that its going to be a little awkward but the vast majority of our little raiding group is centered in Davis California. Most of the people in our guild know each other and are friends in the actual real live world. This means that there are extremely high levels of injokes, obscure references, unique insults and of course, a non-trivial amount of LARP talk.

That can be an intimidating situation to walk in on for anybody so I thought I’d take a moment and try to defuse some of the awkwardness before it ever came up. Long-winded introduction aside, here are some things to know about Nocturne for those of you just joining…

• The cranky angry man on Ventrilo is me. I possibly haven’t had anything to eat before logging on to raid so I might be crankier than normal. This can be mitigated by distracting me with talk about how pretty various armor sets are or by throwing a ball of tin foil down the hall.
• Zenhakar, Zarat and Zulrohk will be fighting with each other. Not real fighting like a mongoose and a snake, more like newborn puppies.
• Have you ever seen the Boondocks? You should probably get acquainted with the show beforehand or you might be thoroughly put off by Zulrohk telling Zenhakar to “eat a dick” seven times an hour.
• Balor/Ashmaw is insanely gifted when it comes to making shit up on the fly. Everything he says will seemingly be random and gratuitous but almost always hysterical. He cannot tolerate being censored and will sulk like a puppy if you do censor him. He will say some seriously bizarre shit, just go with it.
• Flasks are provided by the guild generally unless we’re running low on lotus. By the way, we’re still running low on lotus. You can get a flask from one of the officers if any of them remembered to bring them. They likely didn’t but you should pretend that its a rare thing for them to not remember flasks.
• If you’re a healer, you should always have at least one eye on me. I will pull things when you’re not expecting it (apparently a ready check isn’t sufficient warning sometimes).
• I really can’t stress this enough: watching even just a few episodes of the Boondocks is a really good idea.
• Zenhakar calls out my name during sex regularly. Confirmed by his girlfriend. This is relevant to raiding but may not be readily apparent. Be patient, it’ll make sense eventually.
• Contrary to what the above bullet point would lead you to believe, Zenhakar is actually most sexually attracted to Zulrohk.
• If you want to gain brownie points with Amaniita, commiserate with her about the lack of non-dps offhands in the game.
• The warlocks, Afenshire and Astoreth, are well trained. Should you desire a summons to the raid, crack the whip and it shall be yours.
• Gorrok will happily tank random heroics for you. ‘Happily’ in this sentence is synonymous with ‘angrily’. Don’t let him fool you though, he may bitch and gripe and froth at the mouth but there are fewer things he loves than tanking random heroics with pugs.
• If you’re looking for the voice of reason, look no further than Zindo. Until he starts spouting his troll-supremacy shit again that is.
• Oh yeah, there’s a serious schism in the guild. Half our raid is troll, the other half is blood elf. This sometimes leads to disastrously distracting arguments in vent.

So there you have it, there’s a fairly decent introduction to the madness. I hope any and all future members will find this helpful.

Also, to the trolls, don’t hate just because blood elves stack paper to the ceiling and ride on 24 inch chrome.

This little picture snippet makes me smile.

2fps might be undergoing some visual changes over the course of the next few weeks as I fuss and fret over inconsequential details, style concerns and some other things that very very few people care about besides myself. Some links may disappear from the sidebar and reappear as other links, some pages may become unavailable and then randomly return to service.

I apologize for any inconveniences that result from my fiddling and will hopefully finish making the changes I have in mind before too long. I am in process of changing residences however and that may impact the frequency of my posting and the work being done on the site’s theme.

Regular service will return as soon as possible.

Just one new rule today because I’m too focused on this issue to let it be just one of many on a list.

New Rule – Shut the hell up

A couple of pugs over the weekend helped reduce my lifespan by heightening my blood pressure and lowering my overall view of humanity.

In one, the group mercilessly and relentlessly mocked the tank in ToC5 for what one might call general “noobishness” and tomfoolery. The tank had apparently not played the game for quite some time (judging by his gear I’d say he stopped raiding before 3.1 even hit) and was quite slow and fumbling before pulling the faction champion riders. He had to be reminded to switch out his lance for an actual weapon. He then unequipped his lance and ran in to pull. Unarmed. Two dps went splat from pulling aggro pretty much instantly and the tank never equipped a weapon throughout the entirety of the fight. The healer did his best job of spewing hate at the tank even going so far as to talk about him as if he wasn’t there at all. As we continued to clear the zone it became apparent that the tank actually was just a little rusty and after a few minutes more we were collecting our Frost emblems.

The healer never let up on insulting the tank he was furiously healing.

In the second group, I joined a Violet Hold run already in progress. Immediately upon joining I was greeted with the tank saying “Man I hate black people, you aren’t black are you?” Of course I’ve cleaned up the grammar for convenience. He’s immediately joined by his guildies in the group who alternate between asking whether I’m black or simply stating I probably am and should leave the group.

There’s a chance that these idiots were just saying inflammatory things thinking they were being very very funny. There’s a greater chance in my opinion, based on some of the other things they said and did, that they were being more or less serious about their racism. Either way, wildly inexcusable.

So as I was filling out the ticket to the GM against them they decided I was afk and began dishing out ever more despicable racial slurs at me. By this point they’d already cleared through the first boss while I was filling out the ticket and then I realized it: if they were in fact trying to get a rise out of people by feigning/demonstrating their racism and seeing whether I would leave, why not make them go through the entirety of the instance getting emblems for me while I sat and played Bejeweled?

Oh the horror when they found out that they had cleared the zone too fast and the LFD debuff was preventing them from kicking me from the group on the last wave. As Cyanigosa landed I had about 40 seconds on my debuff left. It fell off when the dragon was at 15% health but they didn’t try to kick me again after the first try before they pulled the boss. I collected my Frost emblems as they gnashed their teeth and then left group.

Both groups failed miserably at treating other human beings with respect. The lesson to be learned for these people is to shut. the. hell. up. You know the saying, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all”?

Fuck that. For you people, just don’t say anything at all ever period.

The world is a lot better off when jackasses keep their idiocy and hate to themselves.

Also when they get hit by cars.

This is a crazy fight. Nocturne’s first kill came late last night and by the time Rotface’s health had hit 5% everything had started to fall apart. Little oozes were everywhere and the big ooze was kersploding and Rotface himself was of course, vomiting all over everyone.

Having been in the role of Ooze Kiter Extraordinaire for each of our attempts, I share with you now some (hopefully useful) tips on the care and management of oooooze.

Spec

I tried two different specs for this job and custom-made them specifically with the Rotface fight in mind but also serviceable for general tanking should the need to fill in for a fallen bear arise. The first one I used was a Frost spec and the second one was an Unholy spec.

Frost

The spec: 10/56/5

A two-handed Frost spec that trims out the points needed to beef up dual-wield featuring extended range howling blasts and the Improved Icy Talons buff in case your raid group needs it.

This spec played pretty much exactly how you think it would. Howling Blast on cooldown, Icy Touch if a bit more threat is needed, etc. It is what it is. Were I to use such a spec again I would go for Hungering Cold as well, honestly not sure why I didn’t.

Unholy

The spec: 13/8/50

I don’t know why it didn’t occur to me sooner to go with an Unholy spec.

Here’s what makes Unholy awesome for this fight:

• 20% less damage taken throughout the entire fight (you’re not getting hit by anything that removes a charge of your Bone Shield thus it has a 100% uptime.)
• 6% less damage taken from magic
• Stronger Anti-magic Shell

I didn’t end up using Anti-magic Zone very much even though there were moments where I could have for a few seconds I suppose. It probably isn’t worth picking up and the point could be swapped for Unholy Blight or something else to beef up the abilities you will be using. Sad because I do love me that Anti-magic Zone. Someday I’ll find a justification for taking it (besides the fact that its hella cool looking)!

Faster Pussycat, tank tank!

Despite the header for this section I don’t advise actually trying to tank the big oozes. The header was also my guild note for a long while but I never figured out why. Ashmaw, enlighten?

So now it comes to the actual kiting part. We found it easier to cleanse the debuff asap since dealing with the 50% healing reduction was just too risky. People with the debuff would run their ooze to me until it merged with the other little one at first to make the big ooze. Right around the time the first big ooze is created you’ll have a section of the floor just about to flood. Go the other way if the flooded part is close by you and strafe away from the ooze.

Ever heard of a jump-shot? Its what you should be doing with your Death Coils to keep the big oozes fixed on chasing you. Don’t know what a jump-shot is or how to do it? Let’s ask our hunter friend Pike from Aspect of the Hare!

This movie of Pike’s helped learn me to jumpshot proper-like back in the Burning Crusade and hopefully she won’t mind me linking it here. If she does mind of course, it’ll be gone right quick!

To see the original page this video comes from, head on over to Pike’s site.

So coming back to Rotface, we find ourselves strafing away from the big ooze and we’re being awesome and jump-shotting it with Death Coil and we’re very pleased with ourselves.

Uh oh. The room just flooded right in front of you and the big ooze makes turning around a bad idea. No problem. You were probably getting a little starved for runic power anyway right? Pop Anti-magic Shell and continue on through the flooded area as normal. Anti-magic Shell will nullify the slow effect of the flood and convert the flood’s damage into a full runic power bar. Blessing of Freedom is pretty handy too if you’ve got a paladin in the raid. Yeah, I still call it Blessing of Freedom. Deal with it.

Remember also that if you’re dealing with a stubborn little ooze who won’t play nice and merge with the big ooze you can hit it with Chains of Ice to make sure it gets eaten up. To clarify what kinds of snares and taunts are effective against which ooze type here’s a reminder.

Little ooze

• Immune to taunt
• Immune to Death Grip (both the taunt and the pull)
• Susceptible to Chains of Ice and other roots and slows

Big ooze

• Susceptible to taunt
• Susceptible to Death Grip (the taunt effect, wasn’t drunk enough to try pulling it closer)
• Immune to Chains of Ice and other roots and slows

If I’ve missed anything or got anything wrong (I never get anything wrong, ever) just holler at me! Good luck on your own attempts at this guy!