Tidu! wrote:

some suggestions:

when you hit an ememy, it'd be cool to see how uch damage you dealt.  

Ok tidu, there is a skill that allows that, doesnt give exact numbers, but gives health bar... 

Cloud34 wrote:

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-A new modifier, which is acually slightly related to healing. A modifer of "Self Preservation" or something like that. It would be on splash damage weapons, and would make it so you can't hurt yourself with the weapon. It's unlucky opposite would be of "Self Mutilation" which acually harms the person a fraction of a percent every time they shoot a monster, but can't acually kill the person holding the weapon.
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I know you're suggesting it for a weapon attribute with this modifier but there is already a skill with this effect... Caution - it's like 25% less self damage / level and I think it's 15 starting with increments of 5.  

I must commit a recent event to an electronic medium before it fades too much with memory, else it will be lost forever. Tonight I had a very good moment playing Unreal Tournament 2004.

I was playing on Dru and Shan's server like I usually do. The map was 1on1DM-Serpentine or something like that. I joined the game a bit late, so the game was far in to the waves. The server was packed with about 18ish people. The map was a small map, as all 1 on 1 maps are, so with 18ish people and a dozen monsters it was quite... busy. I grabbed what weapons I could and I headed up to the middle where I thought I could snipe the enemy with some of my team mates in general safety. The plan more or less worked until near the end of the wave, where the monsters caught on and went up to where I was and mutilated me and some of my teammates.

The next wave started and I saught out a nearby hiding place, as I wanted to wait out the next wave. I found a pillar near by and crouched behind it, making sure the enemy couldn't see me. They couldn't, but just barely. I waited, and I could hear the sounds of battle all around me. A couple times someone would duck in behind the pillar with me, but because I was taking up the only good spot, they couldn't hide as well so the enemies would still see them and kill them. Not my fault. But anyways, the numbers of players still alive dwindled and dwindled. Then all of a sudden I was the last one left. I pulled up the player list for the server; everyone was OUT except for me (at the bottom of the scoreboard.) I knew I could wait out the mosnters, due to their ultimately flawed A.I. they would never "find" me, and they should eventually despawn after several minutes. But some umpteen other people were waiting on ME, and I was giving a boring show. The best entertainment I could give was to shake my booty.

I figured that I would instead go out in a blaze of glory, I didn't expect to last more than a couple seconds. I get up, pull out my translocater, take a breath, and I BOLT. Immediatly the monsters honed in on my moving figure and started firing, I heard dozens of BOOM BOOM BOOM sounds sounding all at the same time, almost deafening as I could hear my earphones rattling from the vibrations. My andrenline starts pumping and I call on the skills I hot gotten from the Digital Samurai server, from Hellblazer in particular, and started quickly dodging with my translocater, popping here and there in a zig zag pattern. I know that my translocater has a limited amount of translocations before it runs out and hast to recharge. I was in no position to wait for it to recharge

It was then I remembered my previous refuge from the wave before, in the middle in between the bottom and the top of the map. It's a hallway that goes around the short map, but the wall facing the inside of the map, where all the monsters are, there is a crack that runs along with the entire wall that allows you to snipe the middle, or the middle to snipe you. I figured what the heck, my trans was going to run out of juice and I would be [expletive deleted] anyways. So I hop on the ramp, that was nearby and and I go up to where I knew would be my last stand.

If any monster hadn't seen me and started shooting at me me before, they started right at that moment. BOOM BOOM BOOM, the deafening sound of a dozen brutes firing their dual rocket lauchers at my moving figure reminded me of my mortality. I ran down the hallway, the sound staying constant. I take a quck glance at the chat going on in the bottom left of the screen, and was pleased that the other players were enjoying my plight quite thoroughly. I run around more corners, going in a cricle, missles hitting just behind me. The brutes weren't smart enought to aim ahead to where I was going to be by the time their missles reached me, so as long I kept moving they would be hard pressed to hit me.

I kept running in cricles, too afraid to pause for even an instant. I used my trans to try to stay ahead of the wall of rockets that was slowly gaining on me. After half a dozen laps or so, I realized I could do this indefinatly. But I didn't wan't to keep everyone waiting. I stopped and turned around. I saw the hall compeltely distorted by explosions, a sight that was screenshotted by my brain and has taken up permanent residence in my noggen.

Then I made a snap decision. I would toss my translocater pod across the line of fire, and trans accross at the last second to try to throw off the brutes. This could give my the edge I needed to pick off the brutes one by one. The instant I threw my pod I knew I had made a critical error. It wasn't too late. Knowing would would happen if I pressed the tranlocation key on my mouse, I faced a dilemma. There is a saying that "The show must go on" but I knew the show I put on would get monotnous quickly. Barely a fraction of a second passed; I had made my decision

My avatar exploded in a shower of body parts, the game over. I smiled, looking at the chat. My performance was well recieved.


Posted 11.14.2004 at 8:15 PM