Online Encounters
Posted 09-04-2009 at 04:46 AM by Shadow*91
You know I figured why not. I'll keep a little journal here of my encounters in any game I happen to play online. Give a little insight in the stuff that runs through my mind when I play a game online against(or allied with) other players.
Sept. 3 '09
I popped Armored Core: for Answer in my PS3.(more of you should get this game, it's an excellent mech fighter) After loading up my file and doing a few missions as a warm-up I go online to play some unranked matches against the world. My first opponent is someone call Nineball909, I know him from another forum.(can't post outside links or I'd introduce you) He's well known for using a light, speedy close range mech so I easily get slaughtered in my heavy, power class mech. Speed usually means win in online fights. So he wins 7 kills to 2. I change up my design and charge back in. Now I'm using a midweight, speed class but he's using somewhat the same. I found out he changed his weapons on me so a shotgun to the face is repeatedly pounded into my skull.(DAMN YOU NINEBALL!) A couple more players join so we start having a few 4-way free for all matches. In AC:fA, these are even more hectic then a Brawl FFA. Missles and lasers are flying everywhere, sight is brought down from the smoke, and throught it all Nineball still manages to introduce a shotgun to my face.(DAMN YOU!) Match ends, winner is surprisingly not Nineball. Next round I run in with a light, super-fast machine gun-and-plasma rifle user.(a simple but deadly set-up) I also have flares to attract all missles to a fixed point, keeping everybodies view clear.(Bad move on my part) Nineball is using the same guy once again. P3(some japanese guy) is using a distance, 4-leg class while P4(some british guy) is using a aerial reverse-joint class with hundreds upon hundreds of missles. Match starts and the first thing I do is send flares straight up to attract the inevitavle missle storm. Stupid me, now Nineball can see us all clearly. Each one of us recieves a double shotCANNON to the face for a quick, painful death. We respawn and all go after Nineball. We shoot hundreds of shots, I stopped using flares because the missles are targeting Nineball instead of me. We run out of ammo(I pull out a storable sword+handgun for close combat) and the smoke clears. Nineball is untouched. To quote a friend from an Armored Core forum: "I've seen folks pump thousands of bullets into some guy. Too bad he was Neo from the Martix, they hit nothin' but air." Goddamn Nineball. First P3 goes down, he tried to run. P4 and me both had storable secondary weapons so we figured rush him as he kills the coward. Bad move as he spins around and uses his assualt armor(super powerful explosion of green energy) P4 dies from the blast and I'm left to take another duel shotCANNON to the face. Match ends, Nineball wins and then leaves.(Thank god) I start up a few more matches but there was nothing else worth mentioning really. Just some average 3-way matches as far as this game goes. Still, I learned a very valuable lesson today: Don't challange Nineball909.
Sept. 3 '09
I popped Armored Core: for Answer in my PS3.(more of you should get this game, it's an excellent mech fighter) After loading up my file and doing a few missions as a warm-up I go online to play some unranked matches against the world. My first opponent is someone call Nineball909, I know him from another forum.(can't post outside links or I'd introduce you) He's well known for using a light, speedy close range mech so I easily get slaughtered in my heavy, power class mech. Speed usually means win in online fights. So he wins 7 kills to 2. I change up my design and charge back in. Now I'm using a midweight, speed class but he's using somewhat the same. I found out he changed his weapons on me so a shotgun to the face is repeatedly pounded into my skull.(DAMN YOU NINEBALL!) A couple more players join so we start having a few 4-way free for all matches. In AC:fA, these are even more hectic then a Brawl FFA. Missles and lasers are flying everywhere, sight is brought down from the smoke, and throught it all Nineball still manages to introduce a shotgun to my face.(DAMN YOU!) Match ends, winner is surprisingly not Nineball. Next round I run in with a light, super-fast machine gun-and-plasma rifle user.(a simple but deadly set-up) I also have flares to attract all missles to a fixed point, keeping everybodies view clear.(Bad move on my part) Nineball is using the same guy once again. P3(some japanese guy) is using a distance, 4-leg class while P4(some british guy) is using a aerial reverse-joint class with hundreds upon hundreds of missles. Match starts and the first thing I do is send flares straight up to attract the inevitavle missle storm. Stupid me, now Nineball can see us all clearly. Each one of us recieves a double shotCANNON to the face for a quick, painful death. We respawn and all go after Nineball. We shoot hundreds of shots, I stopped using flares because the missles are targeting Nineball instead of me. We run out of ammo(I pull out a storable sword+handgun for close combat) and the smoke clears. Nineball is untouched. To quote a friend from an Armored Core forum: "I've seen folks pump thousands of bullets into some guy. Too bad he was Neo from the Martix, they hit nothin' but air." Goddamn Nineball. First P3 goes down, he tried to run. P4 and me both had storable secondary weapons so we figured rush him as he kills the coward. Bad move as he spins around and uses his assualt armor(super powerful explosion of green energy) P4 dies from the blast and I'm left to take another duel shotCANNON to the face. Match ends, Nineball wins and then leaves.(Thank god) I start up a few more matches but there was nothing else worth mentioning really. Just some average 3-way matches as far as this game goes. Still, I learned a very valuable lesson today: Don't challange Nineball909.
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Not that I know of.Posted 09-04-2009 at 03:44 PM by Shadow*91
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