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Spinky
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Reavers, those things that like to decimate ground troops, and also the wubbly ickle phoenix Fodder that my Charlene loves oh so much to shoot...mmm, crispy
Anywho, after playing a medic/anti vehicle grunt for two days, I decide to make a new character for the purpose of flying these new fangled contraptions, just to find out what makes people love/hate them so much...Go to 'forget' either Medicine or Anti-Vehicular certs, and buy a brand spanking new one for the flying gizmo with the Albion tank name, but still have to wait for the Advanced medicalcert to forget, bugger...
Ah well, down but not out, roll a new character, a lass no less, run away into the VR training centre, play with some guns kill a few holograms, get some new certs, drive a bunch of vehicles about, blah blah bliddy blah... then practice with the Reaver in the VR, oohhhh, fly high, fly low, practice strafing gunfire on a few trees, crash into the ground a whole bunch of times, blow up the Reaver, decide it's just a formality and go out into the big bad world...
Get myself a Stealth suit for running away from the inevitable wreckage that will happen and summon a brand new Reaver, jumped in, flew away, shakily, warp to some random continent...
Once there I go to the nearest hotspot to try out those tree strafing runs for real, AHAR! base ahoy!, guns, check, rockets, check, engine, check, then..*missile locked*... uh, what's that mea... *BOOM* ... Oh righty then, um, what now, this didn't happen in the VR centre, space! afterburners, zoomzoom.
Get lost after flying too far, decide to try strafing again, just very narrowly avoid the floor, which would have been bad to crash into, the Reaver avatar was now one big red blob, pull up to fly away, *crash* hit a tree, died. Bugger
Have a nother go, get Weapons, Reaver, warp back. Decide to take on another Reaver mid-flight, hoohar, I'm British don't you know, 1941, Battle of Britain, the mere thought bolsters me into some caffeine induced frenzy of uber aerial skills, spot a Reaver, go for the kill....going...accelerating...argh, where's the brake?! Feck it, shoot missiles anyway, boomboom bang, in order of hitting the enemy Reaver, missile missile me, too fast, the Reaver recovers and promptly gives me a good beating with more missiles before running away like the coward VS thingy he was. Muahaha, alive! I'm alive! Survived my first ever dog fight.
Still, decide to call it a day and promptly leave the broken Reaver in a ditch somewhere for someone to find/hack/repair/whatever.
Moral of the story, If I'm this bad in a Reaver on my own, don't, for the love of God, let me loose in a Galaxy full of people waiting to land safely...Sunderers however, that's a different story altogether
Anywho, after playing a medic/anti vehicle grunt for two days, I decide to make a new character for the purpose of flying these new fangled contraptions, just to find out what makes people love/hate them so much...Go to 'forget' either Medicine or Anti-Vehicular certs, and buy a brand spanking new one for the flying gizmo with the Albion tank name, but still have to wait for the Advanced medicalcert to forget, bugger...
Ah well, down but not out, roll a new character, a lass no less, run away into the VR training centre, play with some guns kill a few holograms, get some new certs, drive a bunch of vehicles about, blah blah bliddy blah... then practice with the Reaver in the VR, oohhhh, fly high, fly low, practice strafing gunfire on a few trees, crash into the ground a whole bunch of times, blow up the Reaver, decide it's just a formality and go out into the big bad world...
Get myself a Stealth suit for running away from the inevitable wreckage that will happen and summon a brand new Reaver, jumped in, flew away, shakily, warp to some random continent...
Once there I go to the nearest hotspot to try out those tree strafing runs for real, AHAR! base ahoy!, guns, check, rockets, check, engine, check, then..*missile locked*... uh, what's that mea... *BOOM* ... Oh righty then, um, what now, this didn't happen in the VR centre, space! afterburners, zoomzoom.
Get lost after flying too far, decide to try strafing again, just very narrowly avoid the floor, which would have been bad to crash into, the Reaver avatar was now one big red blob, pull up to fly away, *crash* hit a tree, died. Bugger
Have a nother go, get Weapons, Reaver, warp back. Decide to take on another Reaver mid-flight, hoohar, I'm British don't you know, 1941, Battle of Britain, the mere thought bolsters me into some caffeine induced frenzy of uber aerial skills, spot a Reaver, go for the kill....going...accelerating...argh, where's the brake?! Feck it, shoot missiles anyway, boomboom bang, in order of hitting the enemy Reaver, missile missile me, too fast, the Reaver recovers and promptly gives me a good beating with more missiles before running away like the coward VS thingy he was. Muahaha, alive! I'm alive! Survived my first ever dog fight.
Still, decide to call it a day and promptly leave the broken Reaver in a ditch somewhere for someone to find/hack/repair/whatever.
Moral of the story, If I'm this bad in a Reaver on my own, don't, for the love of God, let me loose in a Galaxy full of people waiting to land safely...Sunderers however, that's a different story altogether
