The Queue: I’m not tired, you’re tired.

What? No, it’s fine, I just need to get some coffee and we’ll get this Queue started! Oh, I forgot to turn on the coffee pot? Details, details.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’re definitely awake long enough to answer them.

Hell no. Marksman is the spec that embodies the fantasy of both archers and snipers. Marksmen are deadly with longbows, or able to engineer scopes to take down their prey. They wait until they see an opening, then fire, keeping their distance as much as they can. Marksman has a very clearly defined role, and has embodied that role across the length of the entire game.

Survival Hunters, on the other hand…

It’s a silly, tropey answer, but considering the non-pistol-y aspects of the cowboy mystique as rugged outdoors adventurers, it could really fit the bill. Of course, they’d have to reintroduce Snake Trap just so I could create a /yell macro and shout “THAR’S A SNAKE IN MY BOOT” every time I use it, but that seems like a relatively minor tweak.

The Afterlives we’re shown are just some of the many planes present in the Shadowlands. It’s possible we’ll see others in future patches. In terms of game mechanics though, you get what you get and you don’t get upset.

My Hunter is Night Bae 5Ever, but I’m ambivalent with nearly every other character. My Rogue is going with the Venthyr, probably, but as a nomadic Vulpera she would be tickled pink by the stars in Ardenweald. My Priest is a shoo-in for Bastion aesthetically, as an Undead even though she embodied stewardship in her unlife, she would probably be ambivalent enough about her role in the faction that she may go to Revendreth — if Undead can go anywhere at all.

It’s kind of similar to all the other sort-by-personality tropes out there. I fit pretty tidily into Ravenclaw, but for nearly every other sorting mechanism it’s pretty pick and choose. I’m closest to Sailor Mercury, but I definitely have a bunch of Sailor Moon’s traits too, namely general flakiness and desire to just constantly be eating. I’m probably a Miranda, but I have Charlotte’s optimism and I wish I got paid as well as Carrie to do one-off navel gazing editorials. I would probably be in the Brown Ajah, but it seemed like a lot of that particular method of sorting had to do with recruitment akin to sorority rushing, so I might try to cozy up to the Blues instead — the Aes Sedai tend to dress in the color of their Ajah, and everyone knows transmog makes a huge difference.

The history of the Warcraft universe is so intertwined with major specific actors — sometimes retconned — that almost any moment in the past could be pointed out as a world-changing effect. Everything in the Shadowlands expansion ties back into Sylvanas trying to do a belly flop off the side of Icecrown Citadel, and back further, everything that happened to lead Arthas and the Ranger General to the same moment in time. A whole lot of the Legion expansion is colored by Illidan and his lime-tinted POV.

But personally, I’m still just interested in how Blanchy went from blowing Thrall’s cover into his afterlife of atonement. That horse’s life could be a movie unto itself, starring Scarlett Johanssen as Blanchy.

I intended to include this as a “yay you got this~!” affirmation but then I literally just stared at the blinking cursor on my blank screen with unfocused eyes for a good two minutes.

So.

In general, I’m just trying to be kind to myself — and build in extra time for me to just kinda zone out as needed.

Anna Earworm™ results: Sometimes I don’t really have a choice in what I have stuck in my head I write The Queue. My five year old is currently spinning a song on repeat, so that’s what we’re going with, but it’s not his typical songs from BabyBus or random train jingles from the 60s. It’s The Calling by EDM composter The Fat Rat, featuring Laura Brehm. I’ll definitely take it.