Things That Make You Go BOOM!

Posted by Kwip on May 12th, 2008 | 2 Comments

When PlanetSide offered a free trial, there was just no way I could pass it up. I have WAY too many fond memories of that game, and the chance to get back in for a couple hours was too rich to pass up. And it’s not just me, you can play the game for FREE now if you were a past player. So if you wondered what all the changes were about, this is a great chance to get back in there and check it out.

Let me just tell you: there are a LOT of changes. When I last played, I was still puzzling over how the caverns worked. And you know what? I STILL DON’T KNOW. Yeah, real surprise there, right? But now there’s even MORE new stuff to confuse me!

Old weapons confuse me!For starters, there’s new types of turrets. Before there were these turret things that sat on the ground and blew the hell out of anyone (me) that was foolish enough (again, me) to get near them without blowing them up first (guess who?). Now they have turrets that are INVISIBLE. Let me just go into more detail here: there you are, strolling along into an enemy base, patting yourself on the back for being a sneaky bastich who slipped past their perimeter. And what happens? Explodination, that’s what!

Trying to remember the things that existed in the game when I played is hard enough, but learning new things? Unpossible. I spent the first fifteen minutes in game trying to shoot enemy snipers with a repair beam. You laugh, but I’m pretty sure I was kicking ass…

One of the great things about PS is that there’s an "Instant Action" button. So, just as a random example, if you’re a complete idiot and can’t figure out how to get somewhere where there is active combat, you just hit this button and you’re automatically teleported to a location that’s got a battle waging. Of course once you get there, you’re on your own to figure out what is going on.

And obviously I could not figure out what was going on. I wound up at a tower outside one of our bases that was under attack. I ran from the tower to the base – making sure I had an actual weapon equipped this time – and came to the "back door" of the base. Most of the bases have such an entrance – it is a small tunnel that can be hacked so enemy soldiers can sneak into the depths of the base. A great twist on the game, because some of the greatest fights I have been in have been defending that entrance.

So I find myself at this entrance, and I begin sneaking down. The only problem is, there are about half a dozen VS’ers (Vanu Sovereignty, one of the other factions in the game – aka, THE ENEMY). But they confuse the Hell out of me because they don’t start shooting at me. Some of them look DIRECTLY at me – and then just run past. Obviously, they’re playing a game called "Confuse a Kwip," and they’re playing it MUCH better than I. I kind of stand around for a minute, because I’m not sure what’s going on – are there alliances in the game now? Are these guys on our side? Or maybe they want to be friends? 

I start imagining a whole scenario where a group of VS’ers grow dissatisfied with their ruling class and fall madly in love with a roguish NC’er who charms them all with his clumsiness and ineffectual combat skills. It is a tale of forbidden love, worthy of the Bard!

And then they wake up and shoot me in the face.

I have a few seconds to react. I turn to Juliette – sorry, the closest VS’er – and pull out my combat knife. I wanted to pull out a better weapon – you know, one that actually SHOOTS – but I figure at this rate at least I’m not trying to repair them, so I’m learning. I don’t even come close to stabbing them, but their comrade helps me – in his haste to shoot me, he shoots THROUGH his teammate.

Yaaay, friendly fire!

Sadly, that wasn’t the only sort of friendly fire I encountered during this session. One of the most dangerous weapons in-game are grenades. Not because they do the most damage, mind you – but because they’re SOOOO easy to kill your teammates, your vehicle, people on your side but not wanting anything to do with the idiot with grenades but still standing too close, and even yourself.

If there is one thing that Sony has to fix in this game, it’s the grenade mechanism. Yes it IS broken, because OBVIOUSLY I am NOT the sort of person to charge in behind my teammates and carelessly throw grenades at the backs of their heads! Nor am I the sort of person who – while some poor soul is kind enough to try and heal me – drops a grenade at his own feet, killing himself, his medic, and three of his teammates in one fell swoop.

Broken. Broken, broken, BROKEN. Better get on that, Sony.

I just can’t win. If I’m not throwing grenades around me like Rip Taylor on speed with an extra large bag of confetti, I’m blasting away with a shotgun at an enemy when a teammate charges RIGHT in front of me. And would you believe the guy then has the audacity to send me a tell asking me what I was doing? As if I knew!

I get a lot of tells. Usually they’re making fun of me or telling me to stop trying to repair the wall, or that the tank I keep targeting is actually one of ours. You know, the usual. But every once in a while I seem to strike a nerve with people. In the middle of defending one of our bases, someone sends me a tell, "YOU PUSSY!"

For the life of me, I can’t figure out why they were mad at me. I mean, sure, it fits. But I don’t know if I was a pussy because I was using a camera-guided rocket to attack his tank from behind our base walls instead of standing there like a man and letting him run me down?

Obviously, this guy didn’t know I am SUCH a tough guy, I regularly throw grenades at my own feet just to show how tough I am…

Through Good Times, Through BFR Times…

Posted by Kwip on February 17th, 2006 | 11 Comments

Okay, me killing Crusher was absolutely, 100% NOT my fault.

But it WAS 100% hilarious!

Picture this: Our poor, defenseless Crusher. BRAND-NEW to the game, expecting his good friend Kwip to show him the ropes. What do I show him instead?

The undercarriage of my tank!

I still don’t know how it happened. Well, I mean, OBVIOUSLY I drove over his face in a tank. We got that much. But he was coming out of the barracks where the spawn tubes are, and I was pulling up out front. So far, so good.

But the NEXT thing I know, I’m bulldozing his face.

I could only hang my head in shame. I mean, I never stop talking about how fun this game is to Crusher, and I’m constantly pestering him (as only I can truly pester a friend) to come and try it out.

He does, and I kill him. Great.

What made it even worse, he was having some sort of driver issue (other than the driver of a certain tank just ran him over). For whatever reason, every few minutes Planetside would completely crash on him.

He’d drop offline, and I’d be left driving my Van all by my lonesome. With the Van, this is a problem, because you need a gunner to operate the – well, duh, the GUN.

So I’d sort of drive back and forth in place, waiting and hoping he’d log back in. Sure enough, a few minutes later, I see the "Friends" message that he’s entered the world. I continue practicing my maneuvering as I wait for him to show up. And show up he does.

Right in front of my tank. AGAIN.

Needless to say, my Van remained unphased by Crusher’s face, and I earned MORE grief points.

This time he didn’t come back. He later told me it was because he was working on resolving whatever issues were causing his crashing, but I’m fairly certain he was smashing things with a bat and cursing my name.

Left on my own, I swapped out of the Van to my buddy, the Lightning, and dove back into the action. Now with the Light, I was able to both pilot and shoot. I tried to figure out a way to run myself over to work off some of the guilt I was feeling, but no luck.

I hopped into a Warpgate and warped to Searhus, where we were fighting a losing battle with the TR. The REAL fighting was going on at another continent, but there were a large number of us that were locked out of the continent (PS has a ‘lock’ that it places on continents when… You know, I honestly don’t know how it works. But the short version is that we couldn’t get on that continent!). To try and help our bretheren on the other continent, we were attempting to launch an attack on Searhus and pull some of the attention (and reinforcements!) away.

I joined up with about three other armored vehicles, and we formed an armored escort for an AMS. AMS’ are important in an assault, so I felt all sorts of helpful in pulling the escort duty, guiding the AMS to a safe position where it could deploy and begin helping us assault the TR bases.

And then the AMS drove straight over a landmine.

I’m not sure how it happened – I do know that the AMS had been hurt going over a cliff (I don’t know, maybe Captain Carnage was driving it or something – yes, you have to go watch those videos, they’re amazing). But I’m not sure it would have made a difference, anyway. It hit the mine and went BOOM, and that was the end of our escort duty. The weird thing was that I swear two Vans had driven over the spot the AMS blew, so I don’t know if they somehow managed to miss it or what. It could’ve been a really sneaky stealther bastich for all I know – that probably would make more sense, come to think of it.

It didn’t matter, really. No sooner did the AMS blow then three Colossuseseseses (Colossi?) came strutting over the hill.

BFRs, one at a time, can be a real bitch. Three of them together to watch each other’s backs against a handful of armored vehicles is a bit of a massacre. One of our Van crews really knew their stuff – they perfected the circling of one of the Colossus’, and if the rest of us knew what we were doing and had helped, I think they could’ve taken all of the BFRs out. But unfortunately the rest of us were idiots, and the two BFRs nuked us quickly before turning to the Van and pinning it down in a crossfire.

Ah, well. I made sure to write a long email to Crusher, detailing how AMAZING the fighting had been that night, and how I had single-handedly captured the entire continent of Searhus myself. I went on and on about how fun it was and how much ass I kicked.

He replied with a short email describing the fun he had playing his alt. A TR that spent the night gunning for one of their BFRs and had a WONDERFUL time ambushing a small squad of NC armor…

Sigh.

How Do You Turn Off Friendly Fire?

Posted by Kwip on February 10th, 2006 | 2 Comments

My work as the single most dangerous force my own side faces continues.

I think by now it will come as no surprise to anyone if I tell you I went on another killing spree of my own side, the New Conglamerate. Honestly, I think it’s only a matter of time before they strip me of the pathetic few Battle Ranks I have and tar and feather me. Then deliver me on a pole to the VS (although if they were smart, they’d give me to the TR – can you imagine how many of THEM I could kill if only I had a minichaingun?).

 It’s a crowded night. At least for the TR and the VS, who have most of the continents under their control. The NC are doing our usual thing – which seems to consist of pushing onto one continent, fighting over it for hours, then going home. The main fight’s on Hossin, I think, but it’s pop-locked (nobody else allowed to join that fight!), so I decide to settle for some small fighting on Searhus.

I start out with my fancy Lightning, a single-person tank. I like the Light because it’s quick, it’s got a (tiny) bit of armor, and both a heavy cannon and a chaingun for those pesky infantry.

We’re assaulting Wakea, which the VS and TR have only begun to fight over. The VS hold it, and the TR aren’t happy about that. Most of the fighting has been elsewhere to the east and south, but they’re finally coming together here. Being the annoying bastiches we are, we’re going to invite ourselves to their private party and drink all their beer.

I charge in to the base with my Light and make it as far as the front gate before I’m completely annihilated by a Reaver. Did I mention the Light has LIGHT armor? Well, it does. I don’t do so well vs. a Reaver’s rockets.

I’m now left with the choice of respawning back on our home planet where I can grab another vehicle and charge back into the fray, or else settling for trudging it along with the rest of the sorry grunts.

I’m far too impatient, so I elect to leg it.

This time I come equipped for an up-close fight: I’m packing my favorite, the Jackhammer, and the Punisher for tossing grenades (is that thing good for anything else?). I’m following a few guys in (always willing to let other folks take the point, you know). I spot a group making a push for the front gate and charge after them, hoping to avoid the heavy fire that’s erupting around me long enough to make it to some cover.

I’d like to point out now that when I normally play, I have my keyboard and mouse close together. When I get excited, I unconsciously bring my hands closer together while my scrolling becomes a bit out of control.

So it was only a matter of time before I would be scrolling downwards rapidly and jam my mouse right under the keyboard, pushing the primary button. Which practically emptied my full clip of shotgun shells.

Straight into the back of Sach26, a poor stealther who was trying nothing more than to stay away from his insanely stupid teammate, Kwip.

I was horrified. I’m used to killing my teammates, of course. But normally this happens in the heat of the battle, as everyone is jumping, ducking and shooting.

I’d like to think that it was some sort of traumatic stress disorder: I’ve been fighting stealthers so long, I just go into a homicidal rage whenever I find them now.

Unfortunately, I had no good excuse when Sach26 /t’d me a few moments later, wondering what he had done to earn such a brutal death at the hands of a ‘friend.’ I swallowed my pride, and knew there was only one honorable course of action left to me.

I pretended not to speak English.

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