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The game servers are up, but the login server is down. Of course you can't get to the game servers without going through the login server, but it still technically shows correct status.
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I would totally summon Willie Wheeler just to watch him die. Something about him makes me want to shove him off that cliff he stands next to.
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As long as they don't go to five blades. That would be silly.
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Why write "draw your own conclusions" when you clearly mean "draw my conclusions?" When you don't know the facts, as you clearly say we don't, it's called leaping to a conclusion, or "making stuff up." The boards could use less of that.
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I'm in Rhode Island and got a code. Though I didn't tell Facebook I'm in Rhode Island... :P
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Quote:No. Every 10 seconds there's a 20% chance you will get back 10% of your endurance.Lemme make sure I understand how the proc works, because some of the replies seem to say the proc doesn't work the way I though it did:
When slotted into an "always on" power, like Stamina, the proc makes a check every ten seconds. If the proc is already on, then nothing happens. If it's not on, it turns on. And for 120 seconds gives the Recovery boost.
If that's the case, then it would hardly ever be off. It would only turn off if the check occurred at say the 120th second of the duration, it would be on, so it would not turn on. But then, right away the duration would expire, which would mean it would turn off for ten seconds until the next check.
So, tl;dr - the proc essentially runs for 120 seconds straight, then turns off for 10 seconds, then turns back on for 120 seconds straight, then turns off for 10 seconds, right? -
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Costume change emotes are account-wide for me.
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Group Area Buffs make me happy in my special spot.
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Quote:That makes even less sense!Yes. There was a time. Long ago. When I was just a little Black girl growing up in the south of Frahnce. Mamiere would gently lay her hand on the shoulder of my threadbare calico nightshirt to pull me away from watching the barges sail by on the inky molasses of the port bay and guide me to my straw-stuffed mattress and tell me a story of how our ancestors came to this land of warm breezes and fields of wildflowers and how we lost most everything in the Great War and that is why she looked at me with a tearful eye to tell me, Youre movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought, Nah, forget it. Yo, holmes to Bel-Air! I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie, Yo holmes smell ya later! Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
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There's no way we'd be that high on the list if potholes counted as natural disasters. I do feel a little bit safer though.
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Am I the only one that likes how Crippling Axe Kick looks?