BattleWraith

All of this is just speculation to help Tokyo rationalize to the forum-going pvpers why he won't join in organized pvp on Freedom, correct? It was great back in the day when everyone was there and you could dupe everything you needed. But with all the bugs and instances of the devs disrupting leagues, I don't sense there is any strong desire on the part of the community to go back there.

Gratz guys!

AresSupreme--

Yep that would be a good idea. Would also help make high end builds more achievable for casual players. Doubt it will happen.

Zone pvp in RV is pretty much like zone battles in other games I think. The whole point is that it's unstructured and constantly subject to change.

Also being outnumbered doesn't mean you have to get jumped. Zergs in RV will usually come in, push to the opposing base, and then sit there in a pile. Just go around them. Pick off stragglers elsewhere in the zone or target people in the mass that are afk or gone to sleep--cause sitting in a big huddle gets boring pretty quick.

Is that how it's been done all along? The team that calls for the draft automatically gets first pick?

I'm very glad you enjoyed it

Thanks to everyone that read this. Sorry that it was updated so intermittently.

16. fin

The environment shifted yet again, objects breaking apart, floating through the air as glowing motes of dust. They hardened and flowed across the field of vision, rendering scenes from Tate's life. The two years that had passed since the encounter at the church. A car flew through the air towards them, only to be caught in a rising pillar of earth and redirected away from the civilians cowering on the pavement below. Robot and werewolves flailed as they sank into patches of quicksand. Garishly costumed supervillains lurched around in a drunken stupor as concussive particles stunned their senses.

Scenes of victory. Heroism. Yet as the tableau progressed, it became clear that Tate was somehow apart from the proceedings. Distant. People embraced him for his exploits, yet he never seemed to fit.

"It's like I was sleepwalking through my life." He turned and over his shoulder Mary could see herself. Tate was on the steps of the church. The grave dirt was moving towards the entryway. She was beckoning. Pleading for her existence. Showing him the cloth doll and trying to convince him not to destroy her.

"That was my defining moment. I had a choice. I had the option of sparing you."
"But you were right to do it. You did the right thing...."
"Yes. But that's just it. I've always done the right thing. I've always done what was expected. What people wanted me to do."

He turned to face her.
"You made a choice. You wanted to be something. Right or wrong, you chose to become something. I've never wanted anything. I never wanted to be anything. I was changed and gifted with these powers." He looked at his hands, glowing with cold shimmering light. "But I do what I think should be done. I feel like a ghost in this body. Acting out a script that was given to me by someone else."

The scene dissolved again. Tate's image remained on the steps. Frozen in the time.

"For the first time in my life, I felt guilt. That I should've done something differently...not just gone with the flow. Not just done the right thing or the expected thing. I felt bad, but this guilt also...made me feel alive somehow. Like I was waking up from a dream. I realized that I can't keep floating along. I have a lot of time left. I can't keep going like this."

"But what does that have to do with me?" Mary lifted the doll in her hand. It glowed faintly in the space between them. "What's happening?"

"I believe we're connected somehow. We complement each other. It wasn't just a coincidence that we met the way we did."
"What does it matter? I wasted my life. It's over."
"No. I've made a pact. I'm trading mine in."
"What? You're giving up your life for me?"
"For both of us. We can start over. I'm giving up 500 years of existence for a new start."
"But what's going to happen to us?"

Everything faded. All the light in the world formed a doorway. A rectangle of blue light that seemed very small but at the same time immense. Size and proportion passed away. There was no color. No sound. Only the thought of what was taking place. The rest was as Tate pictured it in his mind.

"I don't know what will happen. We'll try again. We'll be different people. Will you come with me?"
"I think I'd like that."
She took his hand.

LOL. Claps. Take a bow Tartuffe.

We were pleased with the results because we thought that that match might be a complete trainwreck and it wasn't, despite the fact that we hadn't practiced it and didn't have the actual lineup there. We ran the lineup the second time simply on the chance that we might get a favorable map, which didn't happen. Even at that the results were pretty much the same. C'est la vie.

Your team doesn't give acknowledgement or respect, that's pretty much a non issue.
Also "Tryhard Extaordinaire" Barrier wanted me to post this:

Just wanted to clear up some confusion. I received some concerned tells from people wondering why I wasn't in the matches. Later there were posts in arena chat:

[Arena] Midnight Hands: O like battle battlewraith who got benched the first 2 matches?[Arena] Giraffe Neck Hot: [Tell] @BattleWraith: they benched me

Hahaha I was just fooling you guys. I played all three. It was actually pretty anti-climactic. I popped 3 inspirations all night. GG!

They announced their intention of simplifying the forums a while back. In addition to pvp they merged the fanart and the multi media sections. The actually wanted to collapse the archetype sections as well, into things like melee, ranged dmg, buffing, etc. but people raised hell about it.