BlackAmaranth

Dear CoH,

You know, I constantly hear people joking about the AE building in Atlas. (Not that the jokes are good) But, maybe the Devs SHOULD move the AE Building out of the starting zones. No AE in Mercy or Atlas/Galaxy City. and Put a level minimum on it. Even something as low as 10 or even 6. Just to give the new players a taste of something besides AE Farms.
Make them earn the right to AE even a little bit.

Cordially Yours,
BA

I play 3rd person, zoomed out a bit to see all of the mob I'm fighting.
I do Something that most people don't do, I use the Number Pad for movement. I never got in to the WASDX Movement keys, even back in the days of Doom/Quake/Counterstrike. I always preferred num pad for my right hand and number keys for my left. And I can use the mouse with either hand as it sits between me and the keyboard below the space bar.
8 is forward, 7 & 9 are move left and right, 4 & 6 are turn left and right, 2 is backward, 5 is Face Target, 1 and 2 vary on which toon I'm on. Normally they are "OH CRAP!" Binds. Like Hibernate and F1 (Green Insp) on Angry Woodsman, or Transfusion and Transference on my Kin.
I also use the QWERTYUI Keys for Heal Other on my Emp and Speed Boost on my Kin
Q is Teammember 1, W is Teammember 2, and so on.

I've been wondering. Does anyone else use similar keymaps? Num Pad for movement and such?

Welcome the Higher Educational System.
Perks include, annoying Dormmates, Parties ONLY on the nights you REALLY need to study, Girls that you know are not relationship material coming on to you (and your mental reply is (What the heck. She's got a good body so what if there's nothing upstairs), going to the computer lab and KNOWING some shmuck took all the paper out of the copier, going the dining hall and KNOWING that meatloaf whinnied instead of moo-ed in it's former life, going to the library and KNOWING that douchee that sat behind you in the lecture got the last copy of that book the prof mentioned, getting to know the pizza guy on a first name basis, and the beer.... Ah, the beer. Such a sweet friend in your hour of need. Never judging. Never nagging about that paper that's due. Always the wingman (No really. She's not that ugly. Go on!) *sigh* Good Times.

I envy you my friend. You may loose some play time, but the experiences (the good, the bad, and the WTF?) you'll live through will be well worth it.

I expect to hear some good stories.

The other day I joined a a PuG. And I was recognized from here on the forums. And the following label was slapped on me.
Lowbie Player - "Oh ba, you're just oldskool. We don't need tanks anymore. We youngens use fire/kins instead."
BA - "Wait, who's suposedly Old School?"
Lowbie Player - "you, witty, cobalt, iltat, dinah, peprally, people from before i8"
BA - "o.O"
BA - "I'm confused"
Lowbie Player - "It's ok, your old and senile."
BA - "O.O"

OK, excusing the blatant Tank Bashing. When exactly did there become an "Old School"? And if we're Old School, Who's New School?

I'm just waitin' on some Arc Details so I can test run it myself.
Come on Golden! We've been waiting for months! We wanna run it!
Don't you love us anymore?

Dear CoH,

Server Stability. It's not just for Breakfast anymore.
Lag. Can we not have it for Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner anymore?

Love,
BA

OMG.
I.... um... don't know what to say here.
It's funny enough, I have nothing to contribute to make it funnier!
You've struck me speechless.
Good Job.

So....... Beautiful......... Should have sent.... a Poet.....

As a guy who has had a pet for all his life (at least one, sometimes 2 or 3 at a time), I can whole-heartedly empathize with you Zub. I had an African Grey for almost 2 years. Although he was not actually mine, I was bird-sitting while my friend was in Iraq (the first Iraq war). His name was Jimminy, and he was a great bird. He loved for me to leave the TV on for him, especially sit-coms with laugh tracks. He loved the sound of laughter from the TV.
He was my best-friend for just under 2 years.
I would come home and there he'd be ready to come out of his cage and fly to his perch. And every time he's go to his perch, he'd say "Thanks Buddy".

*sigh*
I miss him. Although he didn't die, my friend came back from the war, and then moved to Texas. Jimminy is still alive, and living happily in Amarillo (the last time I talked to his owner). But, it was like he died when he was gone.
The first week was the hardest. I'd come home, and the house would be quiet. No TV for him to watch, no little "caw" from across the house to acknowledge he heard the door, no "Thanks, Buddy" It was so emotionally cold in the house. I can imagine what it's like with a whole family. I really do send my deepest sympathies to you and your family.

You will get through this, and eventually smile when you think of him, and not frown to think of him gone. He will be a positive in your family history. Remember that.

o.O
We Teamed?
Lemme Guess it was on one of those many, many ITFs I constantly (and inexplicably) mooch my way on to.