pyf multiplayer experiences?

[rossmum]

I just had probably the best game of anything I've had in a long time. Kolby and I went hunting for a decent ArmA 2 server and found the ubik server had six people on it and a good gametype (co-op Domination West). We joined, and started to kit up. I grabbed an M24 and laser marker, as well as a couple of vibrantly-coloured smoke grenades to mark things and an M1911 for backup; he grabbed an M4 and some other shit, and off we went. Immediately we went for the Cobra gunship and decided to go on the side mission, which involved stealing an enemy Ka-52 sitting inside a hangar on the mountain southeast of Krasnostav. I spotted a BMP, a Tunguska, and a shit-ton of Spetsnaz running about outside as well as the hangar itself, and got to work with the Cobra's weapons. The BMP and Tunguska copped a Hellfire missile each, and the infantry got a thorough hosing with the chain gun; however as we came in to land, we were hit by a SAM and only just managed to bail in time. Unperturbed, we ensured the hill was clear and then called in some fast air for a flyover to try and spot the launcher. He was shot down on his way in; the launch site was further southwest than we thought. He returned in a Harrier and did some flybys; this time I spotted the smoke trails and he confirmed the source was another Tunguska south-west of Gvozdnovo. He was then shot down again, but went after the Tunguska on foot to distract it.

With the threat posed by the AA temporarily remedied, Kolby skillfully navigated the Kamov out of the open hangar door and we fucked off back to base (we had to return it to the area around the control tower to finish the side mission). Unfortunately for us, one of our teammates somehow missed all four loud and clearly-spoken warnings that we were approaching the base in an enemy chopper and fired one of our own SAMs at us. The chopper started losing power fast but Kolby's fucking pro flying skills put us down safely; the mission was completed, and an engineer set to work fixing the Kamov up for us. For the next several hours we ran attack runs on enemy positions and drove them out of cities they'd attacked; we had a Blackhawk Down scenario thrown at us for one side mission, so we covered the evacuation choppers and then hosed the treeline around the clearing crash site with 50mm HE rounds. The Ka-52 proved to be a fucking amazing weapon and the two of us are so in-tune with shit like this that we had no trouble exploiting the fuck out of that. Eventually we decided to spend some time on foot lasing targets for the fast air, and I knocked off a few Spetsnaz beyond 700 metres. I'd specifically instructed the team not to use the Kamov unless they knew how to fly it properly and even then to avoid targets with AA over; we only had one, it wouldn't respawn, and we couldn't rebuild it from a wreck as it was an enemy vehicle.

One guy did take it, but he avoided AA envelopes and managed not to crash it; he cleared off back to base as we mopped up the last of the enemy troops in our then-target town. Kolby and I were ambushed by a lone Spetsnaz team leader on the way out, but we managed to kill him and get out safely. By this point, I hadn't died yet and I don't think Kolby had, either. We then headed back to base, where we got in our beloved Ka-52 again and ran some more attack runs...

Then, it happened.

Some idiot who usually goes about laying mines across the runway to try and teamkill picked up a SMAW or leapt into the Avenger SAM launcher we'd won as a reward for our awesome flying, and as Kolby flared out to land us both, the prick fired. He quit immediately but at that height, one missile was enough. We lost power and there was nothing Kolby could do to keep the helicopter from hitting the ground, and hard; it blew up just to the side of the runway, killing us both. We tried in vain to rebuild it. Considering the effort we went to in obtaining and then preserving it, we were fucking furious; however we grabbed a Cobra and set off again, now making attacks in the dark. After another few towns were cleared out by Kolby's steady flying and my accurate gunnery, we were shot down over the primary target and set about on foot, lasing targets and killing infantry. Kolby was tired and quit, and I was killed by a well-hidden enemy rifleman; upon respawn I went to retrieve and repair an A-10 wreck, but the game ended as soon as I got my new set of wings airborne. With the obvious exception of the teamkiller, everyone worked together remarkably well and we had a fucking ace time.

My final score stood at 103 infantry kills, 9 armoured vehicles, 2 helicopters (one of which I shot down with a Sidewinder as it was enroute to para-drop reinforcements on our objective, the other was on the ground), and 2 deaths (only one of which was by enemy fire).

I fucking love ArmA II.

[Cojafoji]

This was a couple of years ago. It was March, but for some reason the temperature was a warm 60 degrees. In the beginning of the night, at my brothers house, a few of his friends and I engaged in the most glorious of Total Annihilation matches. On a map called "the bridge", which, if I remember correctly was 60km wide, we sat four players in allied groups on each side. During the first two hours of "cease fire", we built our infrastructure, laden them with anti-aircraft, and constructed our massive war machines, complete with monstrous point defense systems. We sent waves of Tech Level 3 bots down the bridge, to build Dragon's Teeth (indestructible obstacles), in hopes of staving off the inevitable invasion.

My brother, a master RTS strategy player, and three of his friends were WELL equipped to meet the challenge. When at last the time time came to attack, all eight players sent wave after wave of tactical columns of KBots and Tanks, fighter squadrons and bomber wings on their missions. Within seconds, the center of the map became a meat grinder of epic proportions, with vehicles and planes breaking through defensive lines to wreak utter havoc on the enemy.

Needless to say, the struggle, in what seemed like an endless feud continued for hours and hours, well into the whee hours of the morning, with the occasional break for dinner, or drinks, or a snack etc. At one point, one of my brother's allies mysteriously managed to get a battle group of FIFTEEN Krogoth KBots into the water, and they popped up right at the front of my point defense. Needless to say, my batteries were gone with in seconds, and they romped through my base quickly. But all was not lost. My commander, aboard a trusty standby heavy lifter, was able to escape with tons of aircraft construction units. The best part about it, was that my cloaked fusion reactors, moho mines, and matter converter stations were on a different part of the map, which basically left me free to rebuild!

Unfortunately, my allies were suffering from lack of resources, so instead of building another massive base, I sent my units to build aircraft plants, which were used to produce MORE construction planes, which I sent to my allies factory's in a support position. With an almost ENDLESS source of energy and mass, I was able to fuel all of their war machine's. We managed to take out two of my brother's allies, but then things took a turn for the worse. They were launching so many nukes at us, our anti-nuclear weapons systems ran out of missiles...

The "Big Boy", a user made expansion unit, which launched a 150 MegaTon nuclear missile, hit us twice. We were crippled, but not out of the fight! With the units we had left, and with our COMMANDERS leading the attack, we managed to make a decent sized dent in our enemy's base! But, their layered defenses were too much for our inadequately sized force.

We were obliterated.

One hell of a game.

EDIT: Ross, that is an AWESOME story. I'm going out and buying ArmA2 next payday.

[Ganon]

I live n watch haruhi for moments when all is lost and someone does something crazy in order to turn the tides of battle and get the win. umm for those who know about can testify to this...I might as well share it because it was the last time something like this really happened where it mattered to me and another person. Me and my longtime e-boyfriend cheese played some old "acquaintances" in the first round of this year's HCEL. Despite both of us not having played more than 20 hrs in the past 6 months, cheese was all for winning the round against really, our only competition in the league. So we practiced gaylo for a few days and I came realized that we literally should have no hope in winning. We just wanted to play together in what would probably be our last "important" halo match. So when the time came to play the matches we went in and started the first match on corrupted. broke out to a steady early lead but then slacked off and lost by 20 or so kills. Of course we both wanted to win, but at the start of match 2 on tension, we realized that's probably out of the question. So we tried to keep up at the start of the match 2. Cheese wasn't doing so well in general, but he eventually began to keep up. The score was about 35-20 them, and we were saying our owells to each other. I don't remember exactly what he said but something made me go into all out beastmode. We ended up winning that match 50-49 in, me ending it with a 1v1 assault rifle showdown. Now the series was tied 1-1, whoever won the next match advanced. I would of never thought my most memorable match would be 2v2 ewok ctf. (http://vimeo.com/6199859) The game progressed as normal and it came down to a 2-2 capture situation. They pushed in, grabbed the flag and went for their third capture. I spawned, and not even being able to see his head (went by the way the flag waved), I blindly shot across the map. Killed the person with the flag, tossed some nades at the flag and pistoled down their second member the instant before he touched the flag (this sequence can be seen at 10:20 of the linked video above ^). I returned the flag, kill 1 spawner and tele up to formulate my BATTLE STRATEGY. I saw 1 of theirs died, guessed the exact moment his teammate would port up after me by means of pure intuition, backtapped him on his way through the portal, hopped down, got the flag and booked it back to base for the game winning cap. Said my gg's, alt+f4'd and tried to stop myself from having a heart attack after what was honestly an impossible victory. I'm such a faggot I even had an 80 proof induced e-celebration :]

oh and my first 1vs5 ace in a cs:s match against a ranked CAL team was awzum too.

[rossmum]

Total Annihilation
OH MAN. TA fucking owns.

About a year ago I was playing Spring with Kolby and two other friends; Kolby and I went separate, Ace and Tomas hiveminded. I knew that I didn't stand a chance using conventional means and Kolby suicided just to troll me, so I decided right then and there what had to happen.

What made this good is the fact we were all on Skype at the time, which meant Ace and Tomas could hear me stuggling for oxygen between bouts of raucous laughter. Ace was getting pretty worried as to the cause of this, but I couldn't have stopped laughing to tell him what was so funny even if I'd wanted to. After about five minutes of this, he found out what it was, though; my commander emerged from the water just north of his base, walked the short intervening distance, and then, with his commander standing right in the middle of his base as well, I hit self-destruct.

My commander, his commander, his base, and all his units went up in the single most colossal explosion I have ever seen in a game. It was fucking beautiful.

For some reason he doesn't play with me anymore :smith:

e/ oh I already told you this story oh well everyone else can read it too now

[Cojafoji]

Ross, it's ok. I still fap to that story every time I read it...

[Jean-Luc]

OH MAN. TA fucking owns.

About a year ago I was playing Spring with Kolby and two other friends; Kolby and I went separate, Ace and Tomas hiveminded. I knew that I didn't stand a chance using conventional means and Kolby suicided just to troll me, so I decided right then and there what had to happen.

What made this good is the fact we were all on Skype at the time, which meant Ace and Tomas could hear me stuggling for oxygen between bouts of raucous laughter. Ace was getting pretty worried as to the cause of this, but I couldn't have stopped laughing to tell him what was so funny even if I'd wanted to. After about five minutes of this, he found out what it was, though; my commander emerged from the water just north of his base, walked the short intervening distance, and then, with his commander standing right in the middle of his base as well, I hit self-destruct.

My commander, his commander, his base, and all his units went up in the single most colossal explosion I have ever seen in a game. It was fucking beautiful.

For some reason he doesn't play with me anymore :smith:

e/ oh I already told you this story oh well everyone else can read it too now

I prefer Supreme Commander (which, granted, is essentially a spiritual successor). Some incredible battles in thar.

[rossmum]

Hooooly shit. I just finished a several-hour-long PR spree with Kolby (2 maps, since PR games are long as hell) and it absolutely fucking wrecked.

First map was the Korengal Valley, and we got stuck on the Taliban team. Kolby got an AK-74/GP30 with a 1P29 on it, and I got a PKM; we spawned on a mountainside overlooking the US base but after a few kills each, return fire from Hummvees and Strykers made that position too hot. We moved further along the ridge and found a pretty decent-sized rock, where a few teammates were already set up - including a guy with a No.4 sniper. Kolby grabbed the SVD and between us we mowed down tons of Americans as they made their way through the village by the river, with ridiculously heavy fire raining down on them from the ridge opposite as well. Once they finally located our position and returned fire accurately enough to make it impossible to use, we spawned across the river in some giant fuck-off castle which stood a few hundred feet above the treeline and was absolutely bristling with activity. We spawned to find nearly our entire team in there, with two technicals backed up so their KORD .50 cal MGs could pour fire down over the walls and the rest of us all firing from pillboxes and parapets.

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"I almost wish we were on the American team just so we could hear what this sounds like on the receiving end"

I could barely hear Kolby for gunfire. My PKM was juddering away merrily, Kolby was hosing with his AK on full-auto, the guy next to Kolby was following suit, and so was the guy lying prone on Kolby's head. After many, many mags went through my PKM, I moved to cover the hill's flank with one of the fully-loaded M249 emplacements the Americans had been kind enough to leave for us when they bugged out. Kolby went off... somewhere. I spotted some lunatic trying to flank us along the road, and opened up; they hit the deck (not sure if I tagged them or not), but then when Kolby went to see what was going on, he ran headlong into a Hummvee. I proceeded to hose the forest with all six belts of ammo before leaving the gun emplacement; Kolby drove a carbomb into the area and blew some dude up.

Eventually we lost our spawn at that position (no idea why, as we still held the hill), so we moved back across the river.

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Nothing in Project Reality says "fuck you" like a sniper, an RPG, and a grenadier all covering one narrow, open bridge.

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Look at the fucking river of casings. Look at how fucking hard we're trolling the US team.

After mowing down a ton more dudes there, the Yanks somehow flanked us and Kolby and I copped it. We tried to respawn at the fuck-off castle again but for some reason we were spawned in the bottom left corner of the map, about as far from the action as you could possibly hope to get. On the flipside, we found not one, but two technicals; we took the one with the most ammo and Kolby proved the Toyota Hilux's fabled indestructibility by ignoring every fucking road ("I'll make a fucking road, bitch") and dirt track he saw and driving us off of cliffs instead (to his credit, he got us there pretty fast and without hitting anything other than the ground). With the end of the game inevitable, we agreed on a techie rush of the US base; one guy opened fire at us from a field as we got close, and Kolby's PC locked up so he just revved the shit out of the Hilux and we ran the cunt over. We then found ourselves stuck in the field, and after some false starts Kolby found our way out by squeezing through a gap between a tree and some walls ("We don't need to fit. I'll make a gap"). We drove as close as we could to their base and hosed some dudes down, but before long they returned the favour. The game ended, with our team doubling theirs for kills and with Kolby taking third place overall on our team. It was probably the most intense game I've had in a while.

Anyway, the next map spoiled my hopes of playing a British soldier for only the second or third time, but it turned out to be pretty awesome anyway. We were on Op Archer. Our first spawn went badly; a technical on a hill overlooking our LZ opened up on us and killed our pilot, then some cunt with a man-portable SAM locked us up and blew the rest of us to hell. After being split up by over-filled helicopters, we were both killed and met up at the forward base Kolby's group had established. We were instantly nailed by incoming fire, probably from the even more fuck-off castle than the last one (seriously, this thing was massive and perched atop a mesa which had to be at least 500 feet tall). We respawned at the main base. Kolby grabbed an M21 and I grabbed a Minimi Para with an ACOG; we boarded up and were flown out to a slightly safer spot a few hundred metres down the road, where they'd moved the forward base. Some idiot had managed to get a logistics truck jammed down the ravine the base was in, but at least they'd managed to get the weapons crates out.

We climbed up the ladder nearby and onto a narrow, flat-top wooden bridge; we decided to head south, towards the castle.

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"Yeah, we're really going to be able to climb that."
"Well, if we had a grappling hook..."
"Yeah, we'd really be able to climb that. The grappling hook is way too short."

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"See? There's a path."
"Great."
"Oh, it ends just up here..."

Not deterred by the small fact that the path ended in a sheer hundred-foot drop, we turned around and decided to work our way back around the west. On my first drop (shortly before I got hosed), I'd seen a road which hooked around some gentler slopes which grew in height until they reached the fortress.

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"See? This is much better. Just watch out for dudes in the village."

We just followed the road around, initially staying on the high ground to the left of it but eventually moving into the gutters as vegetative cover became more dense down there.

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"Heh, they have a girder with a ladder going down to some kind of Taliban doom fortress. Empty, at the moment."
"Dude, I wanna get up there so hard."
"Yeah, that'd be pretty sick."
"Hard climb, though."

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Still, it was a fucking nice fortress.

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"CONTACT LEFT! Shitloads of dudes coming down the path from the castle."
"Where? I don't s-"
"Follow my tracers. Sure as hell don't look friendly."
"You sure?"
"Yeah dude, look. They're all grey and sh- hey, got one!"
"Yeah, me too."
"Take 'em, take 'em!"
"Tagged another, I think he's probably fucked. He'll bleed out or something."
"Loading, cover me!"

The Taliban apparently took exception to this, and returned fire. We managed to fuck off before they got too accurate, though, and continued to follow the road around. Before too long, we found a way up onto the dunes... and a bunch of Taliban were on the way down. Welp.

We respawned, then headed back up to the bridge. This time we tried to flank the opposite direction, to the east, but it wasn't long until we spotted movement on a hill opposite:

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"Dude, look. One over there - shit, he's run behind a fold in the hill."
"Where? Friendly?"
"Nah, pretty sure he's not. Look, he's popped smoke."
"Wh- oh, yeah. I see it. Can't hit him."

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"Bang. Got him."
"Sweet. SHIT, look. There's a whole squad up there, and a technical."
"Hahaha, look at him go!"
"Yeah, that scared him pretty bad - friendly, by the other dude?"
"HOLY FUCK DUDE, THEY'RE HAVING A KNIFE FIGHT."

While Kolby watched the knife fight and pissed his pants laughing, I scared the technical's driver so badly he was trying to drive up a near-vertical hill. I'd already hit his gunner. He slid back down and took off at a great rate of knots, obviously not paying any attention to where exactly he was escaping to as Kolby then lost it watching him drive straight off a cliff, blowing up as he hit the bottom. Meanwhile, the friendly lost the knife fight, so Kolby sent the victor a 7.62x51mm prize. While still laughing.

After a string of minor engagements, we spotted a carbomb, a technical, and some infantry heading back towards the bridge; we engaged, but by the time we did so it was such a clusterfuck we had to cease fire. A squad of friendlies had just been choppered in and were advancing in the same general direction the bad guys were falling back, and I accidentally tagged one (I think he may have bled out shortly after, I'm not sure). We shifted our position slightly and saw a whole stack of friendlies atop a knoll about 500 metres distant and on the other side of the small settlement we'd been watching. After hosing down a technical which was trying in vain to drive up the slope and run them all over, we established contact and were informed they were about to be lifted back to base; by this stage I was on my last belt and Kolby had about half a mag left. They told us to be quick so I set off as fast as I could down the slope, but Kolby fell behind and the chopper was already on its way in. I asked if they could stop for us along the way but got no response from the chopper's pilot, so I set up on a fairly small mesa just next to the village and about halfway between Kolby and the squad's pickup point. The chopper fucked off and a bunch of Taliban who'd obviously been attracted by all the commotion came over the hill; I bagged a few but before long they shifted their fire to my position and hit me pretty badly. I quickly got up and went flying back down the steep, rock-strewn slope as fast as my legs could carry me (actually surprised I didn't slip and die from a fall, it was that steep) while incoming snapped past and kicked up puffs of sand and great clods of dirt and rock all around me. Kolby called for a chopper, but not expecting much help, he set to work returning fire. Surprisingly for us both, a Huey came out of fucking nowhere and landed right in front of me before I'd even made it back across the road to our previous location and we both jumped in.

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"This guy is insane, man!"
"I didn't even think anyone would give a shit, holy fuck"

The fuckers locked us up and fired a SAM; our pilot punched flares and chaff and wove between the hills like a crazy fucker before flying us through an open hangar and onto the landing pad. Kolby was shitting himself laughing the whole time at the sheer fucking audacity of it, and once we got out and gave the pilot a stunned thanks I found a medic and healed up.

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"Ross LOOK at this fuckin' rifle"

We re-armed - me with an M21, Kolby with an M40 - and headed out again, this time choosing to land a little further northeast of where we were engaged from. We found a stack of dudes up on the hills overlooking us, and began taking fairly accurate fire (including GP rounds); they tagged Kolby and he started to bleed out, but between us we took most of them down. I shot the pesky grenadier in the head as he tried to crawl into a better position. Kolby bled out, and I was flanked and shot by another guy.

We respawned again, but had trouble getting the kits we wanted; I got the M21 again, but Kolby got stuck with an SRAW. Our base then came under fire from a technical and a bunch of dudes on the hills to our east; we returned fire and killed some of the infantry, but the technical fucked off. Kolby blasted the hill with his SRAW 'just to make sure'. He then finally managed to get the M40 again, but we decided to trade prior to jumping on the chopper; we did so, and on we got. We headed to a location just near our last one, where we would have the drop on any attackers.

Within seconds of setting up, I spotted a lone Taliban fighter wandering up the opposite slope. I took him down, but another five or six soon appeared, wandering along the road. We opened fire and they began to move up the cliffs, with a couple pausing to scan the horizon with their binocs; I shot any who stopped, but then Kolby began to shit his pants over Skype about some guy spawning at a weapons supply crate right in front of us. Sure enough, we both copped it and the fucker stole my rifle. We decided that fuck it, we'd go chill with the rest of our team; we got there just as they were mopping up, and then the game ended.

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This is a symbolic image. It symbolises our team losing hard because the actual large squads were too busy pandering to our poser commander.

During both games Kolby and I operated entirely as our own squad, and we fucking owned.

[blind]

Me and Boket on yoyorast, basicallly me and him (opposite teams) juggling control of the atv ramp the entire game <3

[Cojafoji]

Ross, I think you're getting way to into that game man.

[Ganon]

Ross, I think you're getting way to into that game man.

don't question, hes the best kiddie commander this side of the globe. his sniper recon skills are rivaled by none.

[rossmum]

posting about this before i forget about it, despite being tired as fuck and currently suffering a migraine.

kolby and i were doing our sniper team thing on arma 2, and decided to para-drop onto this side objective. the russians had set up a fuck-off huge arty post patrolled by a tank, a tunguska, bmps, and more spetsnaz than you can poke a stick at. a battery of about six d-30 howitzers was sitting in the middle of a field, with ammo trucks nearby.

we dropped about five hundred metres to the west before moving to a lup two hundred metres out, where both a small forest and the contours of the hill the artillery was sitting on the side of would provide us with some cover. i had numerous opportunities to pick off both spetsnaz perimeter patrols and careless bmp crews who were turned out of their hatches, but i figured we ought to move around to (what appeared to be, on the map at least) a better position to the south of our intended target. we boxed around the field safely, and had crawled to a drystone wall only a few hundred metres north of the position and less than fifty from the tank, when some dudes came flying over in a little bird at about fuck all feet of altitude and woke everyone the fuck up. their chopper instantly got violated by the tunguska and it ploughed straight into the forest a hundred metres behind us (south); unfortunately for us at the time, the guys inside bailed at the last moment so the armour started rolling up to find them. in doing so, the tank just about ran us over, and we both got spotted and hosed down by its coax gun before we could react.

not to be discouraged, we dropped in again, this time far to the north. kolby misdropped slightly and nearly ended up half a mile away on the opposite side of a mountain, but we managed to resolve the situation and we both came down gently - and unnoticed - on the base slope of said mountain, behind a single stand of trees and on a slight rise. this basically formed a natural berm we could use as cover, i couldn't have asked for a better spot. this time we were some six hundred metres from the target; the friendlies who had previously compromised us had since landed reinforcements and were in a heavy firefight with the armoured elements of the security detachment. perfect. with kolby rangefinding and checking wind speeds, and me adjusting my sight as necessary, we got to work. our first priority was to take out the gunners, as the d-30s could and would lay waste not only to our embattled team-mates but also to ourselves. kolby ranged the first gun at approximately six hundred metres and after making minor corrections for wind, i fired. i hit the gunner (who had his back turned, as the gun was pointed at our mates) in the base of the skull, killing him instantly. in short order i dropped the remaining gunners and then set to work on the infantry, with few misses (although i put about 10 rounds into one gunner before deciding it was safe to consider him bugged; sure enough, he dropped dead a minute or two later). the guys across from us hadn't seen us insert and we hadn't really thought to tell them we were there, so i can imagine they were probably kind of shitting themselves when they saw the spetsnaz guys they were fighting suddenly start dropping one by one to single shots. they raised us on chat and we informed them that yes, we were friendly and we were taking out what we could from our position. by this stage, we had been in position for about five or ten minutes. it wasn't long before air support arrived in the form of a cobra gunship; the other guys had already damaged or destroyed most of the armour, so the cobra cleaned up the empty gun positions and the ammo trucks. we mopped up the remaining spetsnaz and, not long after, a chopper picked both us and the other group up and took us back to base. i think i may actually have screenshots from this event, but i'm not sure; when i get home i'll check and post up whatever i have.

arma 2 owns. i am craving for it so fucking hard right now.

[Pooky]

Thought I'd just reminisce here about a particularly epic game of CoD 4 Hardcore Search and Destroy.

So my IRL friend 'Tobi sings', Sever, and myself were playing matchmaking on ambush with some randoms. We spawned on Offense, and right away all 3 randoms on our team died from cross-map M203 spam.

Thinking the match was already over, I went ahead and grabbed the bomb. Sever and I rushed straight to bomb point A, with Tobi in sniping position. Right as I came up to the bomb site, I heard 2 R700 shots go off from behind and a camping enemy ragdolled off the rooftop right in front of me. Sever scouted ahead to check for more campers, and was promptly ended by a hail of M4 bullets.

I planted the bomb while uttering a prayer of warding against grenades, then made to run away. Right as I did, 3 enemies popped out from behind the iron fence and looked at me. I immediately dropped to prone and popped all 3 of them with single deagle shots, then got shot in the back by another enemy on the rooftop.

The last enemy started defusing, but right as he was about to finish he got nailed by Tobi's stun grenade for an instant kill, winning us the match.

Ambush:

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[rossmum]

mate that's full a bit sick

nothing like running into an ambush only to have your sniper cover blow the fucking shit out of them

[Amit]

Ross, I think you're getting way to into that game man.

Yo, he experienced something that I've only dreamed of multiple times. You're lucky, Ross. I don't have 7+ hours to blow on a game. Life always intrudes.

Also, what is this PR game. It sounds epic. Is it Project Reality for BF2?

Edit: After doing some wiki searching, it is Project Reality. I knew it looked like BF2 right off the bat.

[Donut]

does arma2 actually kick as much ass as rossmum makes it sound? i mean it looks awesome, but i never actually played it.

[Inferno]

Imagine CoD4 except realistic.

No akimbo model 1887s or shoulder firing 50.cal.

[Warsaw]

I want a WWII version of ArmA 2. That would kick some ass.

[rossmum]

does arma2 actually kick as much ass as rossmum makes it sound? i mean it looks awesome, but i never actually played it.
yes. especially if you find a server with a good community and/or some current/ex-serving bros (the aussie servers are full of us).


I want a WWII version of ArmA 2. That would kick some ass.
on the way. also falklands. :allears:

e/ inferno, the m82/m107 actually recoils about as much as a 12ga. shotgun from what i hear; they have a lot of recoil-reducing features. shoulder-fired, yes. accurately? not so much. the more you know http://sa.tweek.us/emots/images/emot-science.gif (plus those things are heavy as fuck. with ace 2 installed, arma 2 simulates this)

[=sw=warlord]

Just had what could have been a real epic game on halo wars untill the entire team quit out of rage.
Saw a few warthogs go past my base and realised that one player on the other team were making warthogs, nothing but warthogs, with this in mind i made a few banshees not many only about 8 with boost, sent them over to the guys base ripped the shit out of the warthogs and took a reactor out then dived away.
Next thing i know the guy is making tanks and hornets, so i upgraded to double rate of fire on the banshees and made about 6 vampires fully upgraded, all of a sudden the two recruits on my side were squeeling about the entire fucking team was attacking one of their bases at the other end of the map, so i sent everything i had to the generals base and ripped the shit out of it with 14 fully upgraded banshees and 6 fully upgraded vampires and a rather nasty 1 star prothet fully upgraded, seconds later that base was gone, the general suddenly realised and dropped a distruption bomb just after his base had gone.
no use now so i moved to his next base ripped that up and he quit.
Went on to the next guy got 3/4 of the way through his base and both of the remaining players quit.
They had grizzly tanks, hawks ODST's the fucking lot, they could have ripped me to shreads if they had attacked me not the recruits, leaving the recruits easy pickings but no, they wanted to toy about with fire and got burned.

[rossmum]

i should upload some of my dawn of war demo files. holy living fuck have i had some trolly games.

i punch well above my weight when i'm defending, apparently. and i rape at assassination.

[n00b1n8R]

i should upload some of my dawn of war demo files. holy living fuck have i had some trolly games.

i punch well above my weight when i'm defending, apparently. and i rape at assassination.
Ross, even I can beat you at DoW.
http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l183/n00b1n8R/wh40kdc-20071206-194623.png

with this base no less
http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l183/n00b1n8R/wh40kdc-20071206-194230.png

[rossmum]

that game went for like 3 hours though, and i'm a weak player on that map. i really shine on tighter maps where i can exploit bottlenecks with my skyray death brigade; i actually have one demo where some supposedly pro guys start shitting themselves over alliance chat when their fuck-off huge army of orks gets absolutely slaughtered and hung out to dry by my comparatively small and overstretched force. i actually had one game where i held out for four hours against literally four necron teams attacking at once, with three monoliths coming from one direction and one coming from the other. fucking insane.

assassination is the best though. i lost my teammates almost instantly (3v3 kasyr lutien) but held on for 25 minutes before my base was trashed; i killed an inordinate number of dudes, but the best part wasn't that caused them a pyrrhic victory (which i do quite often), but that i had three devilfish loaded up with fully-upgraded stealthsuits, construction drones, a squad of pathfinders (just to be safe) and my commander. i moved the one with my commander constantly, so no matter how much time they spent trying to patrol every square inch of the map, they never found it (although there were one or two close calls); the construction drone devilfish started setting up smaller, satellite bases in out-of-the-way areas so i'd have at least some ability to cover my losses. the remaining devilfish, its complement of stealthsuits, and the remainder of my stealth battlegroup (full maxxed pop cap :haw:) then went on a massive guerilla campaign. these guys had all their scout units looking for my commander, so i was safe to roll up and absolutely trash their bases; i ended up razing some ungodly number of buildings, probably destroying about five or six full-sized bases along with most of the guys in them. three hours later i only had a few guys left, but they still had no luck in finding my commander; they were getting trolled and i had to go, so i simply unloaded him in the middle of their largest base and killed a good deal of units before he finally fell. now i think about it, i should've just grown some patience and fucked them about for another hour so they all forfeited and gave me a rare win. i think i got over a thousand unit kills or some shit, it was pretty awesome.

e/ oh and there was that one time where i trolled that guy so hard because i trashed like 4 consecutive baneblades with stealthsuits, heh

e/ oh look, here's from that one game where those dudes got schooled

http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s310/xbh_rossmum/wh40kdc-20070905-193422.jpg
toot toot (while in demo mode the ally chat for all teams shows in the same window, you can work it out)

http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s310/xbh_rossmum/wh40kdc-20070904-193829-1.jpg
game where i had to leave early so i baleeted my commander, still cause pyrrhic victory

[rossmum]

hi fags i'm resurrecting this thread because i found a ton of screens from an awesome game of pr

story and pics to follow, spoilered owing to length



Kolby and I were playing PR together while on Skype (as usual); the map changed to Karbala, and wanting a break from just hoofing around as normal infantry under the command of some useless dickweed, we decided to form a sniper team and head for a compound which overlooks most of the western side of the city.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen351.jpg
We got ourselves a flat-top Hummvee and were soon on our way.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen352.jpg
...Naturally, half our team had the same idea. Welp.

We took some SA fie on the way from some rooftops along the main drag, but there wasn't much we could do about it other than keep moving. The size of the convoy worried me - it'd be a very easy target - but we made it to our OP safely. We parked our ride by a hole in the fence but in the lee of a building, so it would be at least somewhat protected from incoming and also because it would be hard to see from outside the compound.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen356.jpg
We set up on the top of a huge fuck-off chemical tank, with Kolby spotting and also covering our back. He'd thrown his grappling hook down from the top so that in the event of a compromise, we could just pseudo-fastrope our way down rather than dick about on the staircase and expose ourselves to every fucker on the map. Things were quiet at first...

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen354.jpg
...and we didn't see much activity aside from the odd straggling friendly moving into the town's flank. It wasn't long before the insurgents became interested in holding the compound down for the same reason as we had, however, and I managed to pick off a guy on a bike who dismounted and planted what was probably an IED. I got all smug and shit, but I soon heard a panicked shout from Kolby. An enemy sniper had crawled up onto the tank directly behind us, and seemed to be lining him up. I took the shot and eliminated him.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen355.jpg
Awww, you dead.

This seemed to anger the sniper, and as soon as he respawned he presumably spammed his team's chat with our position until someone got fed up with his shit and came after us. When I say 'someone', I actually mean several infantry and a technical. Oops.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen357.jpg
AAAA RUN AWAY

Having fastroped off the tank while tracer zipped over our heads and blew great chunks out of the ground at our feet, we sprinted flat-out to our escape vehicle and took off. I don't actually remember what happened next at all, but for some reason my brain is telling me we got blown up or something, like Motorbike Man ninja'd an IED onto our fucking Hummvee. We may never know.

Anyhow, we somehow ended up on the western end of town, where we'd been planning to observe from our previous position.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen358.jpg
Although I have no idea what happened, I do know that we died. Otherwise, I'd still have my M24. When I get a sniper rifle in a game, it turns into a case of 'you can have my rifle when you pry it from my cold, dead hands'.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen361.jpg
Somewhere along the way, our merry little two-man recon team evolved into a full-blown quick-response team, complete with more grappling hooks than we knew what to do with and some pretty clued-in squadmates. Because gates are for suckas, we then proceeded to basically grapple over literally every wall, building, and other obstacle between us and the desert north of the city's main drag. What can I say? We're too cool to box around things.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen366.jpg
Having made it to the relatively small, outlying walled compound north of the city, we spent about ten minutes clearing it room-to-room and searching for weapons caches. We found nothing, and decided hey fuck it, let's go secure the compound Kolby and I started in (since the insurgents had now taken up residence there and were using it to project attacks out into our nearby FOB).

One problem: to get there, we had to cross a major four-lane highway and about five hundred metres of open, featureless, utterly fucking flat desert.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen367.jpg
After several minutes of tense 'dry' fire and movement (i.e. going through every motion except pulling the trigger), we made it to the outside fence. By now, we'd spotted several technicals which seemed to be orbiting the compound at fairly regular intervals.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen369.jpg
Finding a hole in the fence, we quickly made our way inside and cleaned out the few guys still in there. Just as we held a war council out the back of the warehouse, a pair of technicals blazed past, sending 7.62x54R shooting in all directions.

Eventually, we managed to set up defensive positions, disable or destroy the technicals, and hold down the position for most of the game. I don't think I have any more screens from that one; if I do, they're still floating around my PC somewhere awaiting upload.

As a consolation prize, have assorted screens from other awesome PR games with friends and randoms who could work together properly. I can't be bothered to get a commentary going on them.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen383.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen391.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen392.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen394.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen395.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen396.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen402.jpg

awesome alert
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen404.jpg
Kolby was SO LUCKY that a) his own AT4 didn't kill him and b) the techie wreck didn't flatten him. I'm surprised how well this screen came out.

http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen409.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen411.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen424.jpg
http://project-new-hope.com/upload/images/pr/screen457.jpg


Apologies for the huge gap before I finished the post off, had to relocate and lost wireless in process (posting from my new laptop)

[Inferno]

I got bored the other day so I decided to play CoD4. And I joined up some random server and started destroying people with my Ak-47 class while bunny hopping so furiously I think it nearly melted my space bar. Next thing I know I'm out of AK ammo and on a 15 kill streak so I grab the nearest weapon I find.

http://screenshot.xfire.com/s/99661248-4.jpg

Not long after that I get accused of cheating. On a server with punkbuster no less!

http://screenshot.xfire.com/s/99661268-4.jpg

The kid continues to complain and apparently other people in the server take his side so it's my job to defend myself.

http://screenshot.xfire.com/s/99661287-4.jpg

And they shut the fuck up after that. I love it when people think I'm cheating. I take it as a compliment to my skill level.

++

http://screenshot.xfire.com/s/99682244-4.jpg

[TeeKup]

You picked up an M40A3, this shouldn't surprised you.

Also clearly you're a bad ass mother fucker.

If I had a better PC I'd get CoD4 for it. Getting sick of live recently.

[Inferno]

Strafe jumping is art. I've been banned from multiple servers for bunny hopping haha.

Also, CG_FOV 80. That's the best way to play.

[Cojafoji]

I really wish I could play FPS's like that. But they make me violently ill anymore D:

Later today, I'll post a screen shot of my last Sup Com game. Holy shit was it insane.

[Pooky]

Not my ownage, I just happened to see this earlier.

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The skill curve for this game is just fucking ridiculous x.x

[Inferno]

Not my ownage, I just happened to see this earlier.

*snip*

The skill curve for this game is just fucking ridiculous x.x

Bunny hopping to the extreme!

[Donut]

LOL inferno did you see that kid leave the game right after you killed him and told him off?

[Inferno]

Uhh that happens a lot. You should be more specific.

[Amit]

It wasn't the same kid, but could could have been one of the others.

[rossmum]

holy SHIT

okay so i was playing ro with my bro kolby on the twb us server. it was on konigsplatz (the final assault across said square and up the steps of the reichstag itself). the map usually turns into a drawn-out bloodbath, if the soviets win they seldom do it in less than 15 minutes. hell, usually they flounder about the first cap point for a good 4-5 minutes.

anyway, first round, i'm a simple rifleman. HOLY SHIT HOW DID WE CAP MOLTKE THIS FA- OH MY GOD OH MY GOD WE ARE HALFWAY UP THE MAP JESUS

by the 5:30 mark, we had them back on the front steps of the reichstag. about a minute or so later, we won. unbelievable. nobody stopped, nobody camped, nobody hid like a little fucking babby. people would stop and take a knee just long enough to snap a shot off then launch themselves back into it right away. arty was going off all around and shit was exploding everywhere. i could hear this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIeVJmHaHTQ) playing over and over, louder and louder inside my head.

next round, and off we go again. this time it takes us only 3 minutes to cap the sieg, but once we took that a murderous volume of fire from the left flank had us stalled. i managed to get the squad leader spot, and figured some artillery might help (at the very least by scaring the germans into taking cover). i called it but i had my doubts about the accuracy of my spotting.

the first round of shells wiped out literally half their team and totally crushed their flank. we moved in and capped east konigsplatz immediately under cover of continued arty, then i walked it ahead of us basically onto the stairs. we capped the map out in no more than 6 minutes.

fucking unheard of. i don't think i've seen teamwork like that for years.

[n00b1n8R]

you forgot to mention what game you're talking about :downs:

[Dwood]

you forgot to mention what game you're talking about :downs:

red orchestra? it's ro so that's what i'm guessing.

[rossmum]

if you had ro (and ergo, had any taste in games) you would know shitmoose

[n00b1n8R]

if you had ro (and ergo, had any taste in games) you would know shitmoose
well that's like, your opinion, man

[Amit]

well that's like, your opinion, man

Brah, RO is legend. It's time for me to install it. Had it for years and never played it. I'm eagerly awating RO2: Heroes of Stalingrad. And holy shit, I didn't know they had assault maps like that for RO. Soviet assault on the Reichstag gives me one of the largest nostalgia hard ons I've had this season.