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Sheez, finally, some recognition about what Ive been trying
to say... I might have said it wrong in many ways but my
message was the same...
Try things out before you [censored] about it...
Allso, geko can u read my thread called "The truth about the hasten "nerf""?
Yeah yeah, so you will ban me when you read it but can you
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About AM. I hope it has not gone unnoticed that AM is a good buff. It buffs your attack speed AND your run speed AND your fly speed AND your damage output AND protects you from sleep, hold and immobilize. . That really is too much buff time for an AoE buff that is this powerful.
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Defenders and controllers rely on AM for the one attribute you failed to mention, endurance regen. How bout removing the run speed, flight speed, damage add, and then reduce the time recharge back some ?
Read thru the 30 posts on people complaining about the AM adjustment, i dont see a single one complaining about loss of run speed, flight speed, or damage increase. Pretty much every thread is the loss of endurance regen for normal fighting, ans some for the haste effect . Its now used only for a boss fight. -
Thursday, May 13th, 2004:
Big day, scouted a few new very interesting prospects for Black Chapter, hopefully I will be able to get in touch with them further and we can see a few new operatives in our ranks. Got a good deal of work done, here are some of the highlights:
- Finished up a mission in Boomtown taking out some Tinker Toys, those things can be brutal in groups. Boy, what a mess Boomtown is, I don't even really mind the scum living there, but the place is completely desolate, buildings crumbled, piles of rubble everywhere. It's even a bigger mess than King's Row. Well, at least Boomtown has an excuse.....
-Cleaned out a wharehouse full of The Lost, they were working with some guy, "Unlucky Pete" was his name. Unlucky was right, took him out with one clean, boosted shot of my sniper rifle. Poor fool never saw it coming. His buddies were equally as worthless, though I will admit, a couple of the bigger fellows did give me some exercise.
-On the way to a mission I came across a Police officer who was getting hassled by two Vahzilok, he was pleading for help. It made me stop. Honestly, this supposed protector of the peace couldn't handle two measly zombies, he has to ask me to help him? So I would have to take time that could be spent saving an innocent who really needs it to save his carcass? Forget it, he's got a gun, why should I waste my bullets for him? Those things don't grow on trees, you know....
-Cleared out a nightclub filled with Hellions, this was most interesting. First of all, this place was a miserable dump, anyone who is stupid enough to go clubbing to this piece of garbage deserves what they get, but I had a job to do....
Number two: As I was tearing through Hellions left and right. These people were running and sreaming all around. Word of advice, if yo uare ever stuck in the middle of a blazing gunfight. HEAD FOR THE EXIT! Don't just run around in circles like a moron. Find the exit and get out of my way and let me save others.
and finally, I was going to be paid to clear out this club entirely, and just when I thought I had it set, there was one little pest left. It took me almost a half hour to find him. You know, if I had the choice, I would have let him go. I felt sorry for him, how could someone be run with such a "tough" gang and be such a miserable coward. Unfortunatly for him, I had to take him out, it was my job. He made the mistake of trying to take a shot at me while my back was turned, and missed, and that was the end of that. It was a long and exhausting task, but it was worth, I finally made it to Security Level 13. I threw a couple new enhancement slots in my sniper rifle, and called it a night. I deserved the rest after such a hard days work..... -
OOC: more to come, but it is late and the creative juices get a little too creative.
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Ever heard the expression When Hell freezes over? Welcome to Hell, said a man who hadnt shaved in about a week. His parka was free of the snow and frost that clung to his audience. We dont get many visitors here. You must be the extra scientists that we have been asking for I dont know I guess about three months.
I guess so. Who is in charge here? asked the leader of the thawing group. We will need to set up our living arrangements, as well as get up to speed on the latest breakthroughs in Project Deep Freeze.
Well I am in charge here, I suppose, answered the gruff man. And as for living arrangements -- down the hall on the left. Three rooms for three scientists.
What about the briefing? asked a new voice from the now-dripping group. I an very excited about the applications of Project DF.
Ah. Who invited a scientist from the Pentagon? I know you want to sell this serum to the military, but at least wait until we have tested it. Wouldnt want another round of Agent Orange or Gulf War Syndrome on our hands, the lead scientist said with disdain. Oh. And I need your names to make this all official.
John Albert, Cryo-tek, said the leader of the newly arrived.
Bob Sprach, Friez Corp., said the second.
Jakob Dostoev
Well just call you Pentagon, Jakob. OK. Settle in. The briefing will be held in the conference room at 0800 tomorrow morning. Welcome to the Antarctic. -
Ok first, Not all the changes affect everyone, except hasten. The reason the other buffs did not get mentioned is because they affected less people. Still, it does not matter how many "happy" things you add to a patch, they never outweigh the "unhappy" MAJOR nerfs cause.
With that being said, Geko and the rest of the dev team, I apologize! I was overly harsh. I still believe the things I posted about hasten, and I am still not happy with its current incarnation for my build, BUT I did not need to be so "on the offensive"
I want to thank you for this post, it is big of you.
I would also like to propose that many people are overly critical of this game because they love it, and they don't want to see anything tarnish it.
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Intro: Hey all, I started this thread to give myself and other members of "Black Chapter" a place to RP. It's set in the style of a psuedo-blog, basically I will post the things my character has done during the day, and his thoughts on them. Hopefully other members will follow suit.
A few notes: as I said before, this thread is for the Black Chapter and is primarily meant for them, if you liked something that was written feel free to comment on it, but I would like to keep this thread as exclusive to RPing as possible.
Disclaimer:
Alright, let's get one thing straight, "Mr. Midnight", my character, is a jerk, through and through. So some of the comments he makes won't be all that nice or flattering. If I bring up anyone's character, please don't be offended, I do not mean it personally, it is just how my character is, as a matter of fact, if I mention a character, be it in a positive or negative light. It means that the character was interesting enough to garner "our" attention, and I mean absolutly no disrespect by it. Anyways, on with the show! -
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So, with that said, let me give you my 10 Commandments of Geko:
*I will always listen to the community (that goes for the boards, in game, and thru mining data and statistics).
*I will not be scared to be wrong.
*I will react as quickly as possible, but not sooner than needed.
*I will not be scared to be unpopular.
*I will not make a change to the game simply because it is popular.
*I will do my best to continue to make this game fun.
*I will not intentionally stealth nerf.
*I will not reduce Accuracy.
*I will try my best to give you detailed information.
*I will make Statesman wash my car.
(well, 9 out of 10 aint bad)
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Why isn't this on there?
*I will not lie to the players
or
*I will be honest at all times regarding CoH game systems and mechanics
Obviously there are some things you aren't allowed to reveal, so the appropriate response would be "Not allowed to answer that". I think all rational people can accept that answer. I would hope people wouldn't ask for the why of it and just accept you have limits to what information you can dole out.
BUT
It is entirely unacceptable to say "100% working as intended, will not change" and then change it barely two weeks later. I think it is unacceptable to change it ever, without explaining the reasoning behind the change but that is just me.
Just please treat us better then you (Cryptic) did with the TF and nerf patch and I will resubscribe. I like this game, I plan to play it for a long time if I am convinced enough to resubscribe.
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Cryptic has never lied to us. Not once. I've seen mistakes made, and corrections and revisions to those mistakes, but never outright lies.
They never said Hasten would not change. They said it was working as intended at the end of beta, and that it seemed to be balanced. They found this to be untrue, so they changed it. This isn't a lie of any sort.
If I gave you an unopened gallon of milk and said it should be fine, you would drink it yes? Then if it was sour, did I lie to you?
How was I to know?
How were they to know that Hasten was that broken before the end of beta? They didn't have the massive amount of players, and all the data that provides before that time.
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Thanks for the update, geko! Please bear in mind that when some issues get prompt dev comment and/or attention while others get no public aknowlegement at all, it is impossible for the community to distinguish between an intentional policy of no comment while the issue is under consideration and the issue simply not registering on the devs' radar. Hence the frustration.
Just to briefly summarize a bug we've found with unenhanced Accelerate Metabolism: the unenhanced power's button appears to pop after 9 minutes; however, the power itself cannot be used again until 11+ minutes after the power was activated. Adding an enhancement seems to clear up the problem. Full details can be found in this thread. (This has been /bug'd, by the way.) -
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I don't see how it wasn't a balance issue in beta and became one in two weeks. Either way, and explanation would have been nice, coupled with a "we farked up, we admit it".
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My tinfoil hat theory? People that were leveling to 40 ASAP *knew* that it worked that good in BETA, but didn't mention *how* good it was.
It might have been mentioned, but you have to remember, the DEVs can't play the game nearly as much as super-players that find exploits very quickly.
IIRC, the guy who said he made it to 40 even said that he was using Super Speed, even though he knew that it was going to be changed. He *exploited* the powers to his fullest to get there in two week just to be "first". -
You and your fellow Guardians are doing a fine job curbing the gangs here in Atlas City, HyperAeon., the City Council beamed. He wore a dark suit and subdued tie. The same tie HyperAeon recalled that he wore when he was rescued by the Guardians of Justice last week. HyperAeon saluted briskly and turned to leave the City Hall building. His hands pulsed with crackling energies as he levitated off the ground and soared towards the large bay window. The afternoon sun glistened off his new uniform of silver and black. Since he and his friends had formed the Guardians he had never went back to his old costume. It reminded him more of the days spent in the Pantheon. He kept it still as it was part of his past and as such defined him.
Hype had begun to soar past the Farnsworth building when the call came through on his wrist communicator. Weve got it! Dr. Yi called. Weve got a location for the source! HyperAeon smiled. Many of the Guardians had patrolled the area searching for the source of the Vazilok disease that plagued parts of the city. Dr. Marissa Yi, one of the founding members of the Guardians had worked closely with some of the more prominent members of the medical community to locate what they believed to be the source of the plague, the infamous Patient Zero. Ill be right there Good Doctor. Hype responded. Are there any other Judges in the area?. Judge was the name given to members of the group and they were all working hard to defend the cities. Just us it seems. Ill send the coordinates now. Race you there! Dr. Yi laughed.
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The duo arrived at an abandoned lab, well hidden in the industrial district. Whoa. Was all that Hype could say as they entered the main foyer. It was something out of Star Wars, the interior of the lab mixed facets of the highest of terrestrial technology with that of Rikkti alien metatronics. This was surely the lab where the Vazilok disease was first created. Well now.. lets do this by the numbers then, Hype began. Ill draw their fire and you finish them off. HyperAeon soared into some of the antechambers and was immediately confronted with a legion of embalmed and animated corpses all clamoring about searching for any of the remaining lab technicians to bring to their mortificator masters for vivisection. The sight was horrific. Energies flared with in Hypes body and he released a torrent of power, wave after wave against the fiends. Dr. Yi was hard pressed as well as the hoards fought with her and her electrostatic bolts of energy. It took all the control he could muster to yell for a retreat to the upper hall.
I thought I lost you in there Hype. Dr. Yi said as she used her awesome powers of cellular manipulation to repair the damage done to Hypes forearm from the virulent acids spewed from the animated corpses. We have to be more cautious. Hype closed his eyes as the pain subsided due to the good Drs efforts. A moment of peace shattered by the piercing wail of one of the lab workers as they were captured and dragged down a hallway. Hype stood and flared with the boundless energies at his command. Hes mad now. Thought the Doctor. Its bound to get messy from here
Hype soared through the halls blasting everything in sight. Aeonic energy transfixed creature after creature as he blasted his way to the upper levels and a large antechamber. The chamber where a creature so foul resided, that its rotting boy parts were held together with stitches and leather. Its eyes were aflame with a greenish light, the final stage of the Vazilok disease. Here stood Patient Zero. A sultry, almost seductive voice wafted towards the two Guardians. Excellent! I will make fine creatures from your bodies, parts of them actually. Come forward and allow the operations to begin! Crooned Patient Zero. The stench of death was neigh-overpowering in the room.
You dont look well Patient Zero. Dr. Yi chided. Youre lucky this doctor makes housecalls! Her hands began to glow with electrostatic energies, their very curative nature would do horrific damage to a creature that was more dead than alive.
It ends here. This, I command! Yelled HyperAeon as he began to glow with the full force of his powers. The duo raced forward to do battle against the fiercest foe they had ever faced! -
Thats cool. but umm what about telekinesis? that power should not be aoe and needs to be fixed as well as it needs to work on bosses. add a level restriction to it or something but please fix it the way it is and makeing it aoe just does not cut it. leave to aoe push to storm controllers and give the mind controllers a single target hold/push just as it was
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Faultline... No citizen of Paragon does not know the story of the devastating quake that all but leveled this zone, but not many have actually set foot in it. Of course, the current restriction set forth by the government on any travel to that region does have quite a bit to do with it.
It is a sad sight to say the least. Tremendous skyscrapers lean at alarming angles, knocked completely off their foundations. The ground is wide open from the cracks and fissures caused by the powerful quake of so long ago. I read that the area was so unstable that there was never a question of going in and rebuilding the zone, or even salvaging anything from it. The land looks as unstable as was described.
Maybe the technology now exists to reclaim this area, if the criminal activity wasn't so high. The low-lifes of Paragon, plus a sizable contingent of the strange and unexplained, has all but inherited Faultline, making the mere notion of venturing into the area sheer suicide.
My good friends and I have gone there several times now for a variety of reasons. But no matter how much I see the ruins of a fine area, I cannot get used to it. Who could?
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This is a post with information I've been trying to get to you guys for days in some cases, weeks in others, including bugs I've reported since beta.
Fast Overview -
1. Haste is 10 minute base recharge, not 9.
2. Removing enhancements from haste is bugged and will make the client do odd things
3. Dull pain does not give the proper number of hitpoints
4. Dull pain permanently reduces your hitpoints
5. Combustion is costing considerably more to cast than most sources say it is suppose to cast (just looking for verification here).
In greater detail -
1. The base recycle time of haste is currently TEN minutes, not nine. This is pretty easy to verify... Just create or use a character with haste, take all the enhancements out of it, and you'll see it has an 8 minute 38 second click to click recycle time. 70% bonus for the 120 seconds of haste running takes 84 seconds off of the recharge timer. 8:38 + 1:24 = 10:02. This means that the lowest down time period you can have, using 6 SOs,is 52 seconds, not the 32 (or 14 or any other low number) that has been posted elsewhere. The only way to get under 52, for arguement's sake would be to use SOs that are over your level, but I'm trying to compare apples to apples. For arguements sake, I did test this with other enhancement combinations and they all yield the same result, haste is not on the 9 minute timer that Geko said it should be on.
2. If you have a time enhancement in haste and then remove it (so you have no enhancement at all), then the client treats the recycle time on the button as if you had an SO in it. Again, easy to verify... Enhance haste with a trainer (not sure if you have to actually use haste at this point), then destroy the trainer so the slot is empty. You will see the button for haste refresh in 5 min 55 sec, but it doesn't actually become usable until the full 8 min 40 sec have elapsed. This may be an issue when timer enhancements go below level (turn red) as well since I've had super group members complaining about buttons suddenly being out of sync... purely speculation though.
3. Dull pain still does not give 40% bonus to hitpoints, it actually give less than 30% added to the top end while healing for the correct 40% amount.
4. Dull pain still PERMANENTLY removes hitpoints (usually 2) after the first time it is used. Neither dying nor relogging will fix this. Verify by making a level 2 invulnerable tanker, take note that it has 130 hpts, use dull pain, wait for it to wear off, now only has 128 hpts.
5. Combustion (for fire tankers) is listed in a couple of places as being a ~12 endurance power. In game it actually costs 19 to use. That's nearly double what the blaster version costs to use... Balanced? Bugged? A typo in all the "official" sources?
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I've considered making a ninja type character. It would have to definitely be "Let's Fighting Love" from the South Park episode Good Times With Weapons.
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I thank you for this post.. I do hope you look closely at the things that happened. Im not afraid to admit im wrong but I will also stand up for what I think is right.. after looking at all the numbers and trying things I agree hasten needed to be changed, however I think it went a little too far. I think it should get close to perma haste at 4 slots and be in overlap at 5.. SO of course.
Am however I think was way off base, when I did my character deletions post I was very suprised people werent happy but were sticking to their characters. Am people were much much unhappier, leaving the game and deleting characters. This is a primary power for defenders and it really cut the legs out from under them. I really believe this needs to be put back to previous levels completly, or at least very very close. If not rad needs a long hard look at the powerset and the end cost and it needs to be brought down for not having enough recovery to power it. I think that is much harder thing to do.
FYI I had a grav/rad controller I deleted and a rad/dark defender which is waiting for respec though I might have to delete. I find I cant do anything other than leach exp, I get in a fight and my end just falls into negative numbers. -
I want AM to be -usefull- for END regeneration. That is the main thing I used it for, powering the other END hogs in the radiation power set
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Amanda Wheeler was an independent woman. She left home after high school graduation to the complete consternation of her parents to move to New York and pursue a career in dance. As most parents do, they tried to convince her to take her 1500 SAT and 4.0 GPA on to college so she would at least have something to fall back on. Amanda would have none of it.
For the next five years she waited tables, struggled to pay the rent on her one room, roach infested studio, and worked hard to become a dancer. She went to classes during the day, auditioned for secondary dance parts in the early evening, and then put in 8 and 12 hour shifts. Life was hard.
Her parents had disowned her and, having no brothers and sisters, she was alone. It was not surprising that the young dashing Italian, Tony, was able to quite easily charm her into his bed. All it took were flowers and drinking coffee at 2 am for a week straight in the cafe she worked the night shift at. However, once he bedded her, only the third person she had ever slept with, he was gone and never seen or heard from again. Well, like in any story of hard luck it certainly doesn't get any easier. Amanda was pregnant.
She dropped out of her dance classes and continued to work nights. Many times she would sit at her window and stare at the pay phone on the corner across the street (she could not afford the service for her own) wondering if she had the courage to make that walk and call her parents and ask to come home. Amanda had trouble asking for help. She would give it without a thought, whether it be a homeless person or a regular at the cafe who needed a shoulder to cry on, but she never wanted to be a burden to others. Perhaps if she had known how many times her mother had dialed 411, crying, to ask for the phone number of any Amanda Wheelers living in the Brooklyn area only to be told there were no persons listed with that name it would have been easier. In the end she would always decide it was best not to burden her family with her hardships and would wipe her face dry and struggle on.
As she neared term and her body began to change drastically she became depressed. She had saved up enough money to not work for two months so she could have her child and the friends she had made at the cafe, including the owner Joe and his wife Tina, would drop by often to bring her groceries and necessaries. It was on one such trip that there was no answer at the door when they knocked. Amanda was a month out from her due date and the door was locked. Knowing how depressed Amanda had been Joe immediately paniced and forced the door while his wife rushed inside.
"Here," they heard a weak cry from the bathroom.
Amanda was there in her underwear lying in a a half-full tub of cool water. Joe's first worry was put to rest immediately as she had not tried to take her own life. Her depression and inadequate exercise, along with the late date in her term, had caused her to become ill. She was burning with fever and needed a hospital. Having no phone or a way to call anyone, and being delirious from fever, she was trying to cool her body by soaking her stomach in the cool water. Her only concern was for her unborn babe.
Tina grabbed a sheet off the bed and, as Joe lifted her from the tub, they wrapped her in it and half-carried, half-led her slowly down the steps to their car. They arrived at the hospital and she was admitted. She had no insurance but Joe lied and said that she was covered by the Cafe's policy. He would pay out of his own pocket if he had to.
Amanda remembered very little of what happened during those days in the hospital. However, later she could never be sure if her only semi-clear memory was real or a dream. The fact that she never saw the lady again made it seem a dream, but the miracle of her recovery was certainly real.
She remembered coming to with a cool pressure resting on her forehead and an elderly woman standing at her bedside. She wore a nurses uniform and caressed her brow. Every place her hand touched the fever receded.
"There, there dear," she cooed. "You have a great heart and it is not fitting that one such as you should suffer. You carry in your womb a baby boy and you must be strong for him. He is destined for great things and will be needed by all of mankind in the dark times ahead."
Tears began to stream down Amanda's face. She did not have the strength to carry the child to term and she knew it. Her heart was strong but her body lacked the strength. Even should she deliver the child, she would not live through the ordeal.
"I don't think I can," she whispered hoarsely.
The elderly woman leaned close and looked deep into her eyes. The look of compassion and love Amanda saw there was the same look in the eyes of mothers all around the world when they look with worry into the faces of their own sick children.
"No, I don't think you do, " the woman said sadly. "I will do what I can though to ease the pain and perhaps we can save the child at least."
She pulled back the covers to Amanda's waist and then lifted up the hospital gown to expose her sweating stomach. She placed her hand there and a cooling sensation began to spread outward. She leaned in and placed her ear to Amanda's swollen belly.
Whap!
Her head jerked upward as the babe inside landed a thunderous kick to her ear.
"What is this?" She asked loudly, a smile beginning to spread over her face. "You do not have the strength my dear, but your son seems to think he does!"
Gathering herself she cupped both her hands and placed them again gently on the stomach of the mother. From the small openings between her fingers a blinding light flashed once as she brought the child to full awareness. The unborn son went to work immediately.
The illness and fever he pulled from his mother's wracked body, taking it into himself. Amanda fell immediately into a deep and restful slumber as her body began to mend. She would live on to hold her child.
When she awoke, her parents were both by her bedside. Joe had tracked them down and brought them to New York. Her mother was holding her grand son, a strapping lad who weighed almost 13 pounds. Seeing her daughter awake she set the babe in Amanda's arms and smiled.
"Oh, Manda. We have missed you so. Please come home," she whispered kissing her daughter gently on the forehead.
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I was born Thomas Anthony Wheeler in New York City but became aware while still in my mother's womb. The fever I took into myself to save my mother not only mutated my still-forming body but still rages in my soul today. My blood burns with a fire that has made my life not only difficult, but lonely, unable to get close to those I love for fear of hurting them. Just as blood will rush to the surface of a normal person, at times of great anger, embarassment, arousal or passion my skin will burst into flame. I have studied for many years in the far east in the temples of monks and had many masters who have tried to help teach me to control my emotions so I can enjoy something as simple as the embrace of a friend. This mutation, in my early years, I saw as a curse. How many children are unable to sit on the lap of their grandmother and be read to and rocked? Or able to play and frolick with other kids?
As I have matured, I have found that my mutation is not so different from the trials and tribulations experienced by others. I have come to love myself and realize that it is what is in the heart and mind, rather than the blood that matters. We all have mutations or deformities, but how we choose to use them is what determines what type of man we will become.
Disease, virus, illness can not survive in my internal system. Once I reached my full physical maturity I have not changed in almost 200 years. In a sense, I am immortal and have joined myself to the heroes in Paragon City. I will look out for the struggling Amanda's out there and the Joe's and Tina's of the world. My incredible size and strength, along with the fires of passion I have learned to control will only be used for the betterment of our world.
I will fight for the helpless, shelter the homeless and give to those who have nothing. This is the legacy of the B'HEMOTH. -
Geko, just so you guys and gals know, for the most part, we couldn't be happier with the responses given to us, and the attitude you all have dealing with the community. While the hasten nerf did catch a lot off guard, I can understand why it was modified. I hope that over time we can all adjust to these changes, and if it's warranted, I hope there is a bit of adaptation towards a more "community friendly" version...(maybe like uh...I dunno something...anyways whatever)
That being said, if you could please look at aim and build up and let us know if those will be altered. Their timers are less than Hasten, and before I dump a lot of enhancement slots in them, I would very much like to know if they will be altered for balance sake.
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"I suppose the best word to describe Ironycon would be 'Polyvalent' or 'Vivadixiesubmarinetransmissionplot'. But I found those in the answer section of a really hard crossword puzzle, so I don't know what either of them mean. Why don't we just have the ladies call Ironycon 'Stallion' and the men say 'Master'".
--Ironycon.
(Theme music. ext. Atlas Park Memorial. AnchorMan)
AnchorMan: Welcome back to Heroes of Paragon City. I'm your Host, ANCHORMAN!
Ironycon had once been a flesh and blood human. Having been marginalized within the comedy world, he attempted a long line of proffesional endeavors. Although each was a failure, not to mention a bit ludicrous, it was his final attempts at a career that made him into the silver robot we all see and recognize... ... Look, Phil, I'm not gonna say "know and love" I just wont! Cue card or not, fire me or fire the writers!, but I wont say it!
(int. A restaurant. Average man)
(Paul Helsk. Retired comedian)
Paul: I've gotta say actually, the way that Ironycon got his powers is probably the only good joke that ever came out of that guy.
(int. Business office. Chic man at desk. Entertainment posters on walls.)
(Torrence Longist. Ironycon's Agent.)
Torrence: It was only a few weeks before the Rikti attack. And, as many of us in the entertainment business know, at this time Heroeing was becoming more and more commercial. Between spandex and enhancements you couldn't find an item that wasn't endorsed.
(int.Paul Helsk.)
Paul: And I guess Mr. Ironic gets the idea that he's gonna cash in on the heavy demand the market was putting out. So, he thought he'd get into the enhancement business.
AnchorMan: Was he successful?
Paul: No, total failure in fact. His first enhancement only worked for mutant-kitten-like heroes. Not a large market as you can guess. And all that it did was reduce the encumbrance of using your battlecry. As if that wasn't limiting, or ineffective enough, it really only worked if your battlecry was "meeoww, meeoww, meeoww, meeoww; meeoww, meeoww, meeoww, meeoww; meeoww, meeoww, meeoww, meeoww; meeoww!"
AnchorMan: So it didn't sell?
Paul: No, it did not sell.
(int. Torrence Longist)
Torrence: He was pretty broken up about the failure of his first endeavor. And he was also running out of money. But in my experience, when all of the odds are against Ironycon (or Mr Ironic as he was known then) and it appears that things can not possibly GET any worse.. He usually finds a way for it to get worse. It's like destiny almost.
(int. Cookie's Hardware. A tech enhancement store.)
(Cookie. Local entrepeneur)
Cookie: Mr Ironic came to my store, wondering what type of enhancments I was in the market for. I told him and he said he'd have twenty into me by the end of the week. I was overjoyed to have someone subcontract for me, these things are not easy to make. But then he goes on to ask me how to make them "really good".
(Torrence Longist)
Torrence: Cookie was very patient with Mr Ironic. It really is hard to tell a man that didn't even graduate from high school the basics of genius level physics. But she did her best.
(Cookie)
Cookie: I explained that most technology enhancments are based upon Einsteines 'E=MC2'. In particular, using that theorum with speed of light quantifying science.
(Paul Helsk)
Paul: He didin't know what in the hell she was talking about. In fact, he figured that he'd get ahead of the market by reversing the common manufactoring process. So, rather than using Einsteins E=MC2, he tried to find the speed of Dark.
(Torrence Longist)
Torrence: Yes, it's true. He was trying to find the speed of Dark. I dont' know what got that into his head, much less why no one even attempted to stop him. I think we all sort of lost hope for the guy at around this point.
(int. An apartment Kitchen. On the table are a 1950's, silver bread-toaster and a calculator. Numerous wires run between the two)
AnchorMan Narration: But it was in the darkest of times and with the lowest of means that Ironycon was born. With the kitchen of a one-bedroom apartment as his lab, an antiquated toaster and calculator as his instruments, history was made. Sort of..
(Torrence Longist)
Torrence: His 'scientific' experiments were intended to reverse the process of burnt toast. I don't quite know how that works but you must admit that the results are.. .. well, he became a robot.
AnchorMan: This was around the time of the Rikti invasion. Did that have anything to do with the results?
Torrence: I'm not really sure. Some say there was a power outage at a crucial moment. Others say that a stray Rikti attack affected the experiment with him in its vicinity. There are many plausible possibilities... but no one thinks he found the speed of dark. I mean, that's just ridiculous.
(Paul Helsk)
Paul: And then suddenly, Mr Ironic was no more. And Ironycon, with the Rikti attacking, took center stage.
AnchorMan: Do you really think he took center stage?
Paul: Well, maybe not centerstage.. .. but he was a strong contributing influence.
AnchorMan: Really?
Paul: Ok, not a 'strong contributing influence' but he was defending the city during the attack.
AnchorMan: .... .... ....
Paul: Alright, alright! He did next to nothing and came out looking victorious. Are you happy now, AnchorMan? Jeez! I don't deserve this sort of behavior.
AnchorMan: ..... .....
(int. BurgerKing. Tatianna at a booth. Black mask, black hair, black and silver costume. Giant Broadsword. Eating a family sized pack of chicken nuggets.)
Tatianna: The way I heard it, he was pretty angry at first. Having been transformed and everything. So, he ran into the battle and fought the Rikti. His battlecry during that battle, which was quoted quite a bit by the media: "For the whole human race" was actually incorrect. I was fighting next to him during the first big Rikti push and i distinctly remember hearing: 'Not in the face!, Please not my beautiful face!"
(ext. Blyde Square.)
(Positron)
Positron: He served admirably. I was amazed by his honor and ferocity on the battle field. If a hero would stumble, he was there to aid them. If an enemy was sighted, he would not ask 'how many' but instead say 'in what direction'?
AnchorMan: Positron, I think you're talking about IonicMan. This show is about Ironycon.
Positron: Ironycon? Jump'in Jesus on a Pogo Stick! Let me tell ya about that guy. When I'd tell him something simple, like 'hold the left flank', he'd reply "no thank you, I drove myself here". ????. I'd say 'support the blaster' and he'd say: "Actually, the root of modern western artwork has much more heritage to eastern and middle eastern works than Roman or Greek works, as is commonly believed".
AnchorMan: Hmmm. Did he have a head injury or something?
Positron: If he did, its permanent. Just the other day he was asking for some advice, after I replied he said: "Arf, arf! I am the king of Cheese and all things lactic. Stare into my foot-scented enclosures!"
AnchorMan: Are you making this up?
Positron: AnchorMan, there are some things you just can't make up. The sh*t he says.. .. It's original. Idiotic, but it's original.
AnchorMan Narration: When we return: Fallout from the Rikti attack. And the post invasin Ironycon. And now, a message from our sponsor.
(int. Department store. Grizzled man in torn clothes. Left hand replaced with a chain saw and in his right hand he has a sawed-off shotgun.)
(Ash)
Ash: Hi, I'm Ash. The GOOD Ash! You might remember me from a few necronomican related encounters with the Vahizlok.
I'm here to tell you about all of the great deals down at your neighborhood S mart.
(Display case. Many guns inside.) Guns, guns, guns for all of your blasting needs! And hey, if your a super hero, the ammunition is absolutley free!
(clothing aisle) 20% off textiles this week only! And we have plenty of spandex!
Remember, shop smart, shop S Mart!
[[Brain pain! Me not good words with today]] -
The Best Hover/Fly /bind EVER!!!
Please reply with a recommended Hover/Fly /bind.
REPLY TEMPLATE (suggestion only):
<WHAT> - Complete description of how the /bind works
<WHY> - Pros/Cons or reasons for structure
<HOW> - Code/Instructions
<WHAT>
Action: With Sprint enabled press q
Result: Char will enter Hover mode and disable Sprint
Action: Press+Hold ANY direction key
Result: Char will enter Fly mode in the direction chosen
Action: Release previous key
Result: Char will return to Hover mode
Action: Press q
Result: Char will drop to ground with Sprint enabled
<WHY>
PRO
Single key to start/end Flight
Minimal Endurance usage
Quick recovery from Flight Knockdowns
Autorun+Space allows for better viewing of terrain
(pans slightly down)
CON
Combinations of direction keys toggles Hover/Fly during Flight
Very slight initial Flight delay due to load/un-load of .txt files
As a Blaster I would make many small adjustments to position
in order to use Cone Attacks. Toggling between Hover/Flight
was tedious and often I would not fight in Hover mode
(losing Defensive Buff) to avoid it. Furthermore, I would lose
Endurance by not remembering (during intense fights) to
Toggle. With this structure, and Reduce Endurance
enhancements, Im able to quickly change position with
minimal Endurance loss.
<HOW>
1.Copy/Paste Code into three different .txt files
2.Edit/Save .txt files onto your CoH gaming computer
(edit <dir> to preferred location)
3.Enter CoH and type /bind_load_file <dir>\powers.txt
FILE: powers.txt
q "powexec_name sprint$$powexec_name hover$$bind_load_file <dir>\flight1.txt"
FILE: flight1.txt
q "powexec_name sprint$$powexec_name hover$$bind_load_file <dir>\flight2.txt"
w "+forward$$powexec_name hover$$powexec_name fly"
a "+left$$powexec_name hover$$powexec_name fly"
d "+right$$powexec_name hover$$powexec_name fly"
s "+backward$$powexec_name hover$$powexec_name fly"
space "+up$$powexec_name hover$$powexec_name fly"
lshift+space "+down$$powexec_name hover$$powexec_name fly"
FILE: flight2.txt
q "powexec_name sprint$$powexec_name hover$$bind_load_file <dir>\flight1.txt"
w "+forward"
a "+left"
d "+right"
s "+backward"
space "+up"
For further study
Guide to /binds
Various Player /binds -
Lobe takes Deth's limp form into his arms and nods fiercely at Sly. "Lobe keep her safe." He then looks at the horned demon as it turns back into black smoke and re-enters his charge. "Lobe very unhappy about this though, yup I am." He looks down at the swirling, multi-hued smoke that envelops Deth and the first sign of intelligence settles on his face. It's not the advanced intelligence of his friends though, but that of the wolf; a very large and irate wolf that has been forced to protect the pack. "Mr. Gideon, Mr. Barkansis. If you harm Lady Deth anymore, Lobe - will - get - Even!" The absolute sincerity in Lobe's slow, thick voice coupled with the message's permanent intent, showed that there was even a limit to what Lobe was willing to put up with. He then looked back up to Ivory and stated in a manner of one sure in his own abilities, "Lobe can turn the crank, but someone else will have to count because I can only count to 10." Lobe grinned shyly, not able to maintain his previous level of intensity for long.