CactusBrawler

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So, if that player is not doing that because the fun of Player *versus* Player fight, what's the reason he/she is doing that?

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I don't know, why would someone not fight back in PvP? Whatever the reason, it's pretty bad form. Rather like Sunday-driving in the middle of the Monaco Grand Prix or sticking to water during a drinking game.

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Because for some pie-faced reason the devs put PVE content in the PVP zones?

To use you examples it would be living in Monaco and trying to get on with your normal life on race day, the drinking competition would be trying to get to the bar to order a soft drink only to have people jump in and try and force alcohol down your throat all the time.

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If on part of the equation of player versus player, isn't competing then its not actually PvP.

I mean if they aren't fighting back whats the point in attacking them?

Bit boring init?

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Awesome. Everytime I'm about to go up against someone with a much higher spec'd build than mine, or an experienced PvPer, or simply someone I think might beat me - I just won't attack.

That way, I'll never lose!

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"He who knows when he can fight and when he cannot, will be victorious." - Sun Tzu

AKA

If you not fighting back your not providing the versus part of player versus player, so the whole challenging gameplay and testing of builds part of the PVP experience is gone.

To be repeatedly attacked after showing that your not willing to fight back, just shows poor moral character on the part of the attacker.

Unless of course, your the only target in the zone.

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you can't PVP decently cause there's badgers not willing to PVP

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No such thing, if i can kill you i will.

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Not really player versus player if one of the players isn't fighting back is it?

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They have a choice to fight back, whether they take it or not is up to them.

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If on part of the equation of player versus player, isn't competing then its not actually PvP.

I mean if they aren't fighting back whats the point in attacking them?

Bit boring init?

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you can't PVP decently cause there's badgers not willing to PVP

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No such thing, if i can kill you i will.

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Not really player versus player if one of the players isn't fighting back is it?

Edited for Clarification: It'd be like claiming you were 'great' at an FPS 'cus you totally like head shotted this guy, who'd been AFK for twenty minutes

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I’d like to put the word ‘of’ in to room 101.

This would stop people posting on forums and using ‘of’ when they should be using ‘have’. As in ‘should have’ not ‘should of’ or ‘would have’ not ‘would of’. I actually find this more annoying than the incorrect use of the words borrow and lend. I have never borrowed you anything, you stupid child, I have lent you something, you have borrowed it from me. I’m not asking for perfect grammar as I’d have no chance either, but a little care goes a long way. Now sort it out otherwise there will be trials followed by hangings.

Right. I’m off to shoot some 12 year old American ****** bags in TF. Then Mr Angry will need a hug.



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Hehe agree with you on this one Leigh.. while we're at it can we include the over use of the word "like" too?

"let's just, like, RUSH THEM!.. We'll like totally pwn them all!!!"

You're from Clapham not California!!!!!!

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Screw you man!

The surfer spirit, like,totally transcends like boundaries of country and stuff!

XD

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Everything is always nerfed, even the buffs come with nerfs to other powers.

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CB, I honestly thought you were better than that. That logic is so downright weak I can see it fading away as I look at it.

You just specifically said that somethings got buffed. If they got buffed, then they can't have been nerfed. If something else gets nerfed at the same time, that does not eliminate the fact that something got buffed.

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Does if were considering sets as a whole, for example they slightly buff tier two power from a set but nerf tier three drastically, then the set as a whole still got nerfed no?

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and thanks to cactus for putting it in to perspective for me

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But he chose to 'put it in perspective' by pandering to your belief that everything is always nerfed. This reinforces your self worth, so of course you think it's great.

You initial assumption is wrong, hence the rest of your post is invalid.

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Everything is always nerfed, even the buffs come with nerfs to other powers.

The upcoming claws change for example.

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and its easy for ppl to moan instead of coming up with ideas to change the rest

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From a development point of view, if you buff the sets that the player base feel need to be buffed, you first have to research why people think they are 'teh suxsor' then, try to buff them to the same level as the 'good' sets.

However if you don't buff enough they are still 'teh suck!', if you buff too much then all the previous good sets are no considered 'sucky' and thus need buffing too.

This line between too much and too little is hard to get right, hence it being easier to just knock the effectiveness of the good sets down.

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Is The Reason Everythings Getting Hit With The Nerf Bat Simply Because Its Easier For The Devs To Bring The Few Good Power Sets Down A Notch, Rather Then Buffing The Many Sets That Struggle With Game Play?

I'm Only Asking To See If Its Just Me That Feels That Half The Sets That Have Been Tampered With For The Worse And Also The Sets That Rumors Of "DOOM" Are Flying Around About, Really DONT NEED TO BE TAMPERED WITH AT ALL! Caps Intended.

Ok Take Brutes For Example For A Long Time We've Had The Big Bad 3 (SS,SM and EM) I've Experienced all 3 of these magical sets in the hands of a brute and it feels like this is the way the archetype was meant to be played. But obviously instead of bringing the other sets the brute has to offer up to the standard of these 3 its become accustom to bring these 3 down a notch so they don't feel as super powered. the last 2 words of that sentence hurts me inside, because WE ARE MEANT TO BE SUPER POWERED now i know i chose brutes to get my point across but it isn't just them! its happening all across COX on practically all archetypes

But anyway i would appreciate it if anyone could tell me they felt the same way or perhaps give me an explanation as to why this is happening and prove me wrong

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It's easier to nerf than to buff yes.

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How do I get the various badges and things in a PvP zone if I'm primarily a PvE person and want, say, an accolade power?

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You go in and you do it. Like I did.

What you don't do is complain you were attacked while PvEing in a PvP zone. It's one of the hazards of PvP Zones, one that they remind you of every time you enter one of the creepy places.

Should badge gathering content have been put into PvP zones, knowing that many 'badgers' don't like it? Yes, because it's unfair to deny the PvPers stuff just because someone who religiously collects badges won't like it.

I don't really like PvP either, but I have all the PvP Zone exploration badges and a few of the other ones. As far as I recall, I was never attacked while hunting them, by the way.

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Why would it be denying PVPers if the accolades were gained from pure PVE?

I's not like there is an option at the start that gives you an instant level 50 pvp spec character.

Country: Zaltier
Location: Unnamed Mercenary Bar.


The Minutemen project, an experiment to copy the powers of the Arachnos Fortunadas, secret pride of the US army, or at least they used to be. Retcon didn't know what had changed, only that something had, something was hunting his friends, hunting him. What ever had a grudge against them, had power within the military, their services had been declined, the unit broke up.

Now sat in this dingy bar in a war torn nation, Retcon read through papers from around the world, looking for job opportunities, but also seeking a clue as to who had been hunting down, his former squad mates. Taking a sip of bourbon, he flipped through the Paragon Express.

'Hmmmm if it pays well, dropping a few super villains sounds like fun, might even make a few new contacts' he though to him self, making a mental note of the contact details.

The door burst open, two armed men opened fire, Retcon hit the floor, feeling his life draining from him, the smell of burning flesh filled his nose, this was it, the end of his life dying, in a bar too shabby to even have a real name.

The door burst open, Retcon was ready for them, two quick shots both men went down trailing blood and brain matter. Tossing the barman his fee, Retcon left the bar.

“Paragon City it is then” he said decisively.

Walking towards his hotel room, he whistled the Twilight zone theme cheerfully as he moved through the crowded streets.

Saturdays I can't do.

Work really early Sunday mornings.

Dark Astoria 10amish.

Twilighter gasped as the machine spoke, spaghetti-ohs dropped from her mouth, the bowl spilled unnoticed, she gave a terrified shriek and scrambled from the room. Cowering under her bed, it was several hours before promises off hugs and belly rubs settled her down.

Independence port 7AM

Dammit Varrick you will pay for this, I muter to myself, as waves hit me full on, I was flying low, had to to avoid the radars systems as I approached the USA. Paragon city to be precise, behind me I could feel them getting closer, mechanical monsters seeking my death, each one eight foot tall and close to two tonnes in weight, they'd been pursuing me for days now, I am almost out of devices to fight them with, I haven't had chance to eat, to sleep, to restock my weapons and three broken ribs are lighting up the right side of my body, like a Christmas tree of pain!

Reaching for my communicator I modify it slightly and count down, five, four, three, two... one!

Ignoring the screaming protest from my ribs I air break hard and ascend into radar range, my communicator screams out various Longbow alert signals, SOS and the like, I accelerate as fast as I can, the beasts tracking me rising as well to match me ascent, Idiots.

Three minutes pass, Longbow chasers arrive to intercept us, fearsome aircraft manned by ace pilots, they tell us to stand down, speakers blaring over the noise of their engines. I don't stand down, I lash out with my power, destroy one of the craft, the others respond as expected with missile fire, my own energy bursts the misses before impact I allow myself to fall ,catching my self on the surface of the water, accelerating along while both sets of my pursuers meeting battle above me.

I escape limping on slightly into the sewers beneath the city, a lesser man would hide, live out their life in secret, but I am not a lesser man I am Baron Eternity and I will not let Varrick win.


Kings Row 9AM

I hate sewers, but they provide a handy way to get around, as long as you aren't particularly wanted, by the various caped heroes leading crusades into the dank underbelly, of the city. Whats more it shielded me from the tracking devices of the machine, but I'm not one to run and hide, no its time to fight back.

My next port of call was a Steel Foundry in Kings Row, nervous workers watched me as I walked looking for the factory foreman, its the cape you see, carry your self with one well and they give you respect.

“I need everyone out for the next three hours!” I demanded of him

He gave me a belligerent look, the kind of guy who won't do nothing for no one out of the good of his heart.

I chucked down a wad of bills Twenty thousand dollars, more than a place like this would earn in an entire day, he looked down at the cash weighing things up.

“I'll even pay for their lunch break what do you say?” I asked

He agreed, asking if I was a hero, and asking me to promise not to let the smelters cool.

“Yeah something like that” I told him

The foundry was perfect, for hunting robots, the heat was high enough for me to let my own body temperature cool, thus I was invisible to the machines thermal optics, the tiny iron particles in the air, that forced the workers to wear breath masks and goggles, would confuse its targeting sensors.

But I needed bait, I reworked my com-system, making it a pulsing beacon like the thumper from Dune, nice films though a bit weird for my taste. While I waited I stripped down my repair kit, rebuilding it for offence, my machines were gone, the last destroyed a few days ago, in its current form the kit was just dead weight but it could be so much more.

Their heavy footsteps announced their arrival, my com-system pulsed in warning, three close and six more closing in on this place, time to work fast.

I moved through the foundry like a puma ((Hide)), a puma with a ray gun.

Dropping behind them I gave a loud cough.

“Statement: Brave: To Announce: Presence: Brave: Yet: Stupid” they said in union

My own reply was to shoot two of them, with the freeze ray, gallons of super heated steam became ice in an instant, forming a beautiful statue of water and metal. The ray gun whirred, its energy gone.

The remained charged me, but I was ready, focusing all my will into my hands I struck the machine with intense focus ((Assassins Shock)), cleaving through it's armour like a blade through paper, the burst of steam scalded me, but my mind was on the task at hand, ripping the machines head from its shoulders I cracked it's casing like a nut, inside was my goal, the machines data core, from this I would fight back.

My communicator, buzzed more frequently warning of the arrival of the machines, but I was ready for them as they approached I threw a sparkling dust at them, modified nanites, the remainder of my repair kit, each one a focus drawing logic problem waiting to be solved, drives robots mad, it's catnip for AI.

I took to my heels again, dropped into the sewer and made new tracks, I had part of what I needed, but I needed more for my weapon, food too would be a good idea, sleep I could go without but I get cranky when I'm hungry.

Steel Canyon 10AM

Gods bless the mall, no where else would you get all the parts I needed under one roof, as well as food.

I stop off at a 'Blaster Fried Chicken', not particularly for taste but they do have some things I need, I order food and the woman behind the counter gives me a shy smile, I tip her a hundred dollars, she lets me have extra condiments, she deserved the money, those places pay terribly and she has nice eyes.

The foods not great, but it's hot and it fills a hole, besides it was the condiments I needed any way, there are oh so many things you can do with a collection of salts, acids and secret herbs and spices, if your smart enough.

I sit down and try to enjoy the fried chicken, slowly it dawns on me, around me are capes. People dressed like super heroes, even a few villains from the look of it here and there, I feel myself tense up, a few of these guys and gals, there costumes are showing stuff like, micro weave fibres, advanced polymers stuff that they didn't make at home.

A woman fairly attractive in a botoxed kinda way, sticks a microphone in my face, I stare confused at her for a moment.

“Welcome to the fifth annual Marvellous Mega mall costume contest, who are you dressed as!” she smarmed

The glass roof above us caved in, metallic death came crashing down towards us, four of the machine warriors had tracked me down.

“Statement: Target: Dressed: As Soon: To Be Dead: Humanoid” they said in union

Damn they can make an entrance!

“A Group costume team with hey!” she starts to announce, before I drag her out of the way of the blasts, my chair melts, I return fire with the condiments, a cloud of mixed materials hitting the lead machine, it melts, alchemy, metal to water.

I throw a magnesium device, into the air, I'm three floors down before the light dies out, the sickness hits me, I loose the fast food, performing a transmutation without appropriate power sources, has side effects.

Id dive through a glass window, steal clothes as I run, a couple of corners gives me chance to change, baggy T-shirt and jeans, a second window provides trainers, my armour fades into my skin, I escape into the screaming crowds, there is some where I need to be, the heroes can deal with the machines.

Steel Canyon 10.30AM.

I enter the PC store, cape trailing behind me, the greeter is smarmy, his cheerfulness born of a desperation, must be a bonus system in effect, it's irritating. I lay him out with a single punch, the rest of the staff and customers fall soon after, not nice or elegant, but effective.

Hacking the computers, is as easy as breathing, a virus makes them all wireless slaves to my computer, thirty thousand dollars of processing power and I need every bit.

The data core, provides the means, desperation provides the inspiration, something virulent, effective. It takes ten minutes to compile, I play the waiting game, also play mine sweeper while waiting for the machines to catch up with me.

They wait out side, I walk out and face them, smiling I release the virus into them and vanish, blanked from their processors, I laugh as they stand around, they can't see me.

In human terms the virus, beats the AI into such a state of fear, that it simply can't process me, beaten child syndrome, or something close to that, to them I am invisible the idea of my presence can't be processed by them

I watch the milling robots, they know they are here for something, but what escapes them.

Inside a quick movie program allows me to edit the CCTV footage from the store removing my self from the equation, making it appear the robots had attacked the store, a change of clothes and I allow myself to fall unconscious.

A policeman helps me to stand up, the groan is play acting my ribs feel like blazing spikes in sides, Varrick I swear, you will see how hard it is to kill me.

((OOC

Okay Duskies this happens after the TLF attack, like a week or so after actually, well today actually.

Idea of this is to respond to one or more the incidents, IP 7am, KR 9am, SC 10 and 10.30am.

If you wish to fight one of the BUO robots just say so, we can do so, Baron Eternity ends up disguised as a normal civilian around 11.20am.

If you want to join in, just respond to one of the events.))

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No, because a good percentage of the 'witches' (and they were called witches) tried, convicted and killed were males. They were not convicted of 'practicing a famale kind of magic', they were accused of consorting with the Devil.


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Accused women outnumbered accused men by at least 4 to 1 - witch hunting was gender related persecution in most cases.

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No it was none christian persecution and a method for the village elders to control the rest of the village.

And unless you've got 'hard' evidence backing up your claims don't be pulling figures like 4 to 1.

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See above comments about property damage being unheroic.

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Indeed. Superman is always very careful to avoid such things.

Oh wait...

We don't all play whiter-than-white heroes anyway. At least one of mine was only allowed in Hazard Zones and the RWZ until the Rikti Invasions started (Fire/Rad controller). He'd be quite happy to go kick holes in the Rogue Isles (who cares about the fates of some digital people?)

Hang on, isn't there a mish in the States TF involving smashing up some pipes. Something like that maybe, have Mayhem Missions set in Arachnos / Council / Crey compounds with no pesky squishy innocents to be getting in the way anyway

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Last superman game to come out?

Why lookie here the city had a life bar not Superman.

Tbey give out more exp but as far as I know they do so because they have more HP + RES than other mobs.

((Should of chosen a better name Raven ¬_¬, y'know something closer to a plot line name :P))

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In real life i go around groping people at every given chance.If you see me close run for cover in game

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You're attracted to large, floating men?

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Fail much?

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Right now, that's pretty relative

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No incest is pretty relative.

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How exactly is destroying stuff in the Rogue Isles, where it's probably already difficult to live for its citizens with poverty and supervillains around every corner, heroic?

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Ask those Terrorists in Longbow!

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I wasn't aware that they broke the scenery, just ambushed the residents.

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When your standard ambush devices are flame throwers, grenade launchers and miniguns no way the scenery is getting out unscathed!

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How exactly is destroying stuff in the Rogue Isles, where it's probably already difficult to live for its citizens with poverty and supervillains around every corner, heroic?

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Ask those Terrorists in Longbow!

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Any suggestions on how to make this into a HEAT that could actually work and would be fun to play ?

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To base it on a hero group that isn't umm... Villanous?
*shrug* I guess.

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Agreed, they really shouldn't base the hero AT on terrorists *Glares at longbow*

Oh I thought you meant RPers doing it to other RPers.

No the reason other people do it is because they are [censored], enough said.

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This is technically more of a roleplaying topic, BUT, as many of those guilty of it are NOT actually roleplayers, I thought I'd post it in general.

I'd like to talk about something called Personal Space. We're all familiar with it. It's that region in a persons immediate vicinity where we don't like strangers getting any closer. It can also be considered the space between 2 or more people when they're having a conversation, and it can be extended to your in-game avatar too.

The reason I'm bringing it up? Well, in everyday life, MOST people have the decency to actually respect personal space. You don't just shove people aside as you walk past, and you don't plonk yourself in between people that are having a conversation. So I can't help but wonder, why is it so damned difficult for people to do the same in game?!?

I've lost count of the number of people, RPers and not, who just walk straight in to you, shoving you off your spot (REALLY annoying when you've spent the last couple of minutes buggering about with various sit emotes and getting the position right), or even worse, just stand right between people who are having a conversation, often pulling dumb emotes or bouncing around; anything to try to distract you from whatever it was you were doing. It's bad enough when NPC's just shove you aside, it's REALLY annoying when it's other players doing it!

Why do people have to do that? Is there something about being in a computer game that makes people forget basic manners or something? Why do people have to be so damned RUDE!?

( BTW, this is a semi-serious topic. I'm only slightly annoyed by this. I'm more just curious as to why people feel the need to be all shovey when in game, when they wouldn't do it in real life. )

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Game engine limitations?

I mean it can be hard to position your self when your lowest speed is around 20mph.

/e demands walk toggle!