Ground Zero

Ground Zero: 

1. The target of a projectile, such as a missile or bomb.

 2. The site directly below, directly above, or at the point of detonation of a nuclear weapon.

 3. The center of rapid or intense development or change

4. The starting point or most basic level

History:

I started playing World of Warcraft about 2 months after the burning crusade, i spent time leveling up on my brothers accounnt since i didnt have my own computer or account. When my warrior hit level 51 i finally had the moeny to get my computer from storage and purcahse my own WoW account. I belive that was in the summer of 2005. I spent alot of time in TBC learning aobut my toon, being told i would never amount to anything as a DPS warrior, or anything else for that matter,  those who doubted me would get a rude awakening as i began my joruney. 

Mid point thru WOTLK i found myself guildless after a 2 month break, i had just come back following the Implosion of the , At the time , number 2 guild on the server <I Got Nothin>. I had joined a random guild that was , Inevitably, doomed to fail as well, and now it seemed i found myself onece again guildless. i got in contact with some of the people from TNR and found out that it had in fact Imploded as well, and most of the  better prospects for raiding had in fact gone and formed their own guild. I was immidiatly inducted into <Angels Of the Abyss>  And that is where the story really begins.  AOTA had a rough start from the git go, we all kind of had an idea that we wanted something better than what we had but we really werent sure exactly what we wanted. The guild managed to get going well and eventually we started raiding and then moved to 2 naxx groups. I took another involuntary break from wow, and when i came back we were moving into TOC, i was asked to fill a spot as a raid leader, and quite honestly , i think i lead maybe 1-3 groups with absolutly no sucess whatsoever. And eventually we figured out some better raid leaders, i just gave them tons of support. 

Enter ICC -  By this time our groups had formed up and began getting pretty solid tho members numbers started diwindling and it became increasing difficult to run 2 groups.  Eventually a Clique started forming and people began fighting and complaining about that issue, Attempts were made to rememdy the situation but the rotations didnt work out, and eventually people started leaving. We entered ICC raiding with one group decked wiht all of our most experienced and best geared players. This became known as  " the A team" . We entered ICC raiding strong, and were even giving other higher end guilds on the server a decent run for their moeny at the start. As the deeper parts of ICC were opened we found ourselves being hung up on Professor  Rotface, festergut and professor putricide especially. Eventually this cause alot of infighting and hostility  that began breaking the guild down , " The A Team " found itself with a big rift, some went one way other went another way. and we firmly found ourselves again with two ICC groups, not a bad situation for a guild to be in honestly , but the infighting  and hostility between members was an issue. At some point i was given an officer position ,  i did my best to make contributions to the guild , enchant everyones gear free, help people with various things. I made suggestion and came up with solutions to problems the guild was having. But Above all else an officer can only do so much without the cooperation of other officers and GMs. i found the hostility between myself , the raid leaders, the raiders , and the GMs growing.

Near the end of WOTLK again, returning from another break, i got fed up with the stale progression, and infighitng and hostility. I took my mage to another guild for the remainder of WOTLK to try to focus on progression. I got progression, but what i also got was self-centerd attitudes, Raids that felt more like a job, People screaming at each other on ventrilo for simple mistakes. and i generally realized, this guild is pretty pro, but its not ANY fun.  the week before Cata release the GM  and a few memebrs Server X-fer and everyone just bails out.  Leaving me standing there looking dumb , no LK title, nothing. I make the choice to go ahead and rejoin my old guild on the mage and possibly work the warrior as the cata main. 

Cataclysm Arrives!

I log in , hop on my warrior, Still in AOTA tho sitting dormant for some time. i start leveling up and enjoying the game. I had decided to pull the mage back to rejoin the rest of my guildies, then to my disbelife i notice one day i had been recently demoted from an officer position, This prompted me to hold off on bringing the mage back till i could find out WTF?  I found it alarming since i had actually left on good terms due to struggling progress and people not coming for raid nights for a few weeks. At level 82 i belive i managed to catch up with the GM and confront him about the situation. I was told Bullshit and lies, and when i pointed out that i wasnt dumb and i knew the GM was lying about the reasons for the demotion, he met me with hostilty and just opted to Guild boot me. 

Through the ashes of destruction

   When i was kicked from my guild for inquirng about my demotion, i was , as anyone can imagine. VERY VERY pissed off.  Feeling of shock, heartache, fear , panic, and everything washed over me. I actually felt Very hurt and Scared and Irate for all of about 10 minutes. Then Almost as if someone sat me down and told me " Praeus, you are ready for this, this is your purpose "  a feeling a peace washed over me and i just went and bought a guild charter. I selected the name Ground Zero, as it was a cool name i couldnt get out of my head. That night Ground Zero took its first breaths of life, That was 12-10-2010. I find it ironic now, that i happened to choose the name Ground Zero, Given the interpretation of the analogy that i now have.