My favorite memory must be from when I stumbled into a whole bunch of people playing russian roulette of sorts in Thunder Bluff. Basically they all jumped off the edge at the same time, chugged a Noggenfogger Elixir while on the way down and hoped for slowfall. If you didn't get slowfall, you would die. I didn't know that much about WoW at the time and for some time I enjoyed watching what I thought to be extremely bored people suiciding over and over. Then I realized that the number of jumpers just kept increasing and eventually one of the jumpers explained to me what was really going on and it just got funnier to watch.To date that has been the most hilarious event I have witnessed in World of Warcraft.
my favorite moment in world of warcraft had to be the first time i played the game. i had created a tauren warrior, as they had been the most exotic creature i had ever seen. The feeling of a brand new world explore is like any other feeling in the world ( of worldcraft hehe ). Ever since i took down my first plain strider, i have loved playing the game and being a part of such an accepting and exciting community! I can't wait to see where Blizzard takes the game and i know i will be there to explore it!
My favourite moment was when i had just started playing with a friend at home.We were in Ashenvale, both of us were paladins and my friend was looking on the net to find out how to complete a quest.At the time we were near one of the alliance camps, before too long one of the ancient trees was walking straight toward us.Even though I had time to tell my friend (whos back was toward the oncoming threat) I decided to just run for it!All I heard on skype was my friend talking about the quest and then suddenly shouting and cursing as I eventually told him to look behind himself.Not being an entirely cruel friend I decided to try and run back to help him.Those few moments trying to get away with hand of freedom and other such getaway spells were so chaotic but at the same time so memorable and laughable.
I like world events and presents per Xmas time. that's great!
My favorite memory is of meeting some of my best friends over six years ago -- people I've now had the pleasure of meeting dozens of time IRL and now call my best friends. :)
My favorite moment was killing Nefarian for the first time, back in Vanilla. It felt huge, especially since Vael had given us so much trouble.
My best moment the day i was in my first 25 heroic raid and killed the last boss it was so awesome to think back that i was a level 1 who make 5 damage per hit to killing the entire "staff" of ulduar.
Hitting 60 was the most glorious day in WoW history for me. Not BC, Wrath or Cata, but hitting 60 in vanilla wow. I was a nerfed feral druid that took months to hit 60. That honestly is my greatest feat of strength for me.
Beating the Twins in Temple of Ahn Q'iraj in classic. I swear we wiped so much.
My favourite moment in wow was when my guild and I took down Kologarn after 3-4 weeks of wipeing on him. We then proceeded to make it all the way to mimrion that night.
When my guild finally killed Arthas. We have been a guild since before the original Zul'Gurub, but, other than 10/20 mans, we never been able to participate fully in progression content until WotLK-ToC. Now, ToC was our first real raid that we completed, but taking out Arthas, the end expansion boss, was just that much more awesome of an event.Especially since we did it enough several weeks to spare before the Shattering, and we managed to take out 7/12 Hard modes as well.
My favorite memory in warcraft was when I finally finished my thunderfury. I spent months soling MC at level 80 just to get the second binding off Garr, I had all the other mats for a long time just no luck with rng. when it finally dropped I almost passed out. I was so happy that I could finally get the damn thing so i trekked out to silithus drop thunderran like a hot potato and equpiied my blade.
My favorite memory in WoW was definitely when I got invited to my first successful raid. Shortly after Wrath of the Lich King was released (about a week) I was in Wintergrasp. My faction had successfully defended WG and everyone was getting ready to leave or do VoA. I was in the middle of hearthing when some guy in WG whispered me and asked me if I wanted to do "OS." I had no idea what OS was and I said "I don't know anything about that place. I don't know if I should go..." But the kind stranger who whispered me said "Naw it'll be fun. You can come!" So I did. And after an hour or so I finally downed my first raid boss in WoW. And then I went raid crazy and got my friends into it (previously we all just did arenas and battlegrounds) and had ourselves a great experience. Good times...
I actually have two fond memories but one of them was more of a fail on the other person's end.The first memory from World of Warcraft was way back when I was still around level 30. I was playing WoW while Skyping with a friend and he suggested that we raid the Barrens and destroy Crossroads. By the time I had reached the docks of Ratchet, he had already grown tired of waiting and began to toy with the vendors on the south side of Crossroads. Before I reached Crossroads, I heard my friend scream in fear and agony. Confused at what had happened, I ran up to the side of the south gate of Crossroads. The next thing I knew, I witnessed my friend sprinting out of Crossroads as he screamed across Skype, only to be followed by several of the merchants and a dozen or so guards. The sight of this event crossing my path about 10 yards ahead of me was probably the funniest moment in my time playing WoW (He didn't make it btw).The second memory was of a certain individual who happened to baffle me on more then one occasion. He was known as Ooges, a mighty paladin who always seemed to know the in's and out's of the game. He would always reach the level cap long before anyone else and managed to obtain some of the best gear as well. My friends and I would gladly invite him to dungeons and raids, unaware of what was to come. Despite being able to achieve so many levels and such great gear, Ooges was the most horrible player I have seen in my life. On several occasions, he would run into a mob of enemies (as a dps) and instead of fighting them off, he would stand their passively until he had lost 90% of his health before he would make any action. This of course also sent the mobs after our squishiest members once Ooges was out of commission. The only time I could recollect him doing anything worse was when one of my friends told me that he had been levelling his paladin as holy up until the level 70 cap before he realized that he was able to heal. It's still a wonder how he was able to obtain so much with so little skill. There are countless occasions where he has displayed such events that we have actually come to use his name as a term best used to describe the event of someone or something that was a "total fail" or was generally hilarious.
My favourite memories from WoW definitely have to be the moments my friend and I had when we still played together few years ago. We made tons of charachters with strange names and met the strangest people ever, but one memory still rules over them all. We put up strange costumes and ran from Ashenvale to Barrens, got caught between a massive raid in Astranaar, and after finally getting to Barrens we climbed to the highest mountain we found and stayed there yelling strange things, talking about things that had and didn't have a thing to do with the game. As I'm writing this down it doesn't sound nearly as fun as it was, but it has become one of my greatest memories of the game. I miss the time when we were still so close and actually didn't feel awkward around each other without alcohol involved. And I certainly I wish I still had so much fun while playing.
Hitting 85 for the first time is a fond memory indeed, but I'd have to say that my favorite is getting my first dragon mount. (I love dragons, and am working towards getting more.) :DMy guildies invited me along for running Obsidian Sanctum, for a shot at getting the black drake. We hugged the walls, avoiding the other bosses, and succeeded beautifully in making it around and back to Sartharion without touching the others. There were nine of us, and we wiped on the final, all dying just after killing him (we had one healer). Only a few got back in, as I and a couple others had some sort of glitch not allowing us back into the instance. (Or I assume it's a glitch.)Apparently someone looted the boss, because a couple of them were talking about the roll, but I never saw it. So I hung around outside the instance, waiting for everyone to come back out so we could all go back in. I didn't know who won it until she came out and opened a trade window, giving it to me. I told her that she didn't need to, since she'd won it; but she insisted, saying that she knew how much I loved dragons, and she had several of her own already. I don't play my hunter as often as my druid right now, but whenever I do log on, I fly a few laps around SW just for the thrill of it all. ^_^She's given others mounts that she won, and is a very sweet and helpful. None of this would be possible without her. :)
My favorite memory is when I was leveling my hunter and I was questing out in Nagrand. I zoomed my camera view out and the detailed landscape, colors and zone all in itself took my breath away. It was the first time I had ever been jealous of a game's beauty and mechanics. Its stuck with me ever since then. Even 3 years later I think about it and smile.
My favorite memory was when I got my first flying mount... I remember saving gold for months to get it... When I finally did get it I just flew around for no reason for about an hour .I don't know why that is my falorite memory...it just has stuck with me the most :)
My favorite memory was when I was first learning to play. I was a Tauren and my quests were taking me to Thunder Bluff. I saw the zeppelin for the first time and I didn't know where it went. Feeling adventurous i asked an npc that told me it went to Orgrimmar, the fabled capital. I hopped on and left my little green valley for the first time. I saw beautiful savannahs and terrifying raptors. Then in my excitement i fell off the side and landed on the ground below. I was lost in a land of beasts that could kill me in a few quick blows. I looked on my map to find the Capital. I pressed on while evading raptors and lions. As i got close the landscape changed from golden grassland to dusty read stone. I was in a foreign land. Then in the distance i could see a wall. The wall of a massive city. I had found my way. My new home, in Orgrimmar.
My favorite WoW memory is from back when I was still a nooby little Undead Warlock back in the good ole days. I remember running around Tirisfal Glades with my roommates, and being totally in awe of the high level characters and their super cool mounts -- wondering what it will be like to finally achieve that milestone; a MOUNT! The first time I made it to Undercity I couldn't get over how cool it was. And I will admit it, I died to the elevator boss, and more than once! Coming across the Fight Club in the War Quarter blew my mind, I thought it was so awesome that they put little nods like that in the game. Ahhhh nostalgia ... This memory means a lot to me because it's what sucked me into WoW. It wasn't the raids or the amazing gear you could obtain that impressed me the most about this game. It was how much fun you could have doing nothing at all.