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[Klappspaten]

I thought it might be fun to open a thread where we can share our Warstories with each other.
Not the "I killed twenty mechs with a million damage in one game" stuff, but the good stories.
Stories of the hard fights that make this game so great, despite all its weaknesses.

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Today I had a game, not a stomp and not super close, just a normal game on Forzen City Night in skirmish.
I was taking my Trebuchet 5J for a walk, had some good fighting, lots of jumping, twisting and turning and wasn´t in a really good shape anymore. My center was cored but not badly damaged, but my left leg was cherry red. Towards the end of the match, the other team had two mechs standing, we had five left.
One of the others was an Atlas, a bit damaged but nothing serious.
As every good, agressive medium pilot I attacked him with high speed, a Jenner from my team by my side.
But soon we realized, that guy was good. Allthough we had a serious advantage in maneuverability he managed to keep us from his back most of the time, I only managed to get one or two good shots in his back when he shot at the Jenner. And then he backed towards a wall slugging with all of his guns and giving us a hard time.
As soon as I managed to get on the bulding on his back he had turned and backed up on the building on the opposite side of the street and kept fighting. I was mid air most of the time, and in the 90s of my heatscale all the time, trying to get in his back and place a good shot to take him out.
And then I had the chance, I jumped over him, turning mid air. There was his back, right in front of me. I placed everything on one card, alphastriking in his back and forcing my Mech to shutdown.
But it wasn´t enough. This was the mistake we both had waited for, and I was the one who made it. He turned towards me and took his time lining up the shot. Only fractions of a second before he died, with an single, well placed alphastrike he executed me.

I tip my hat to you sir, this was the single best fight I had for weeks!

Edited by Klappspaten, 12 April 2014 - 11:09 AM.

[Garegaupa]

This makes me think of one of my most fun and exciting games of MWO ever. I was in my Misery in Crimson Strait. It's quite a while ago, and (sadly) I didn't record the game, so bear with me if some of the details are a bit hazy:

It was one of those very exciting, evenly matched games where neither team gains a clear advantage until the end. However, eventually the red team got the upper hand, and finally there was only me left against four enemy 'Mechs: Two Stalkers and two lights. My own efforts so far had been OK-ish, having killed one enemy 'Mech and sustained quite a bit of damage. As you can probably imagine, I didn't have much hope of securing the victory for my team against these odds...

That didn't mean I wasn't going to give it my best shot, however! I went ahead to face down one of the Stalkers that was close by, and took him down rather more quickly than I had expected, as he had taken quite a bit of damage already. OK, nice, at least I could take one of the opposition down before his mates were coming to shred me.

What happened next is a mystery to me, as I was concentrating deeply on figuring out a plan for how to stay alive as long as possible, but suddenly one of the light 'Mechs died without any "help" from me! I don't know if it was an accident or friendly fire, but that was the end of him. I didn't take the time to ponder this any more, though, my hide was still in grave danger.

There was now one Stalker and one light left, and we were running circles around some of the containers close to the waterfront trying to get the upper hand on each other. And, lo and behold, suddenly I find myself behind the last Stalker. Let's just say that his rear armor did not appreciate being greeted by three Large Pulse Laser blasts and an AC/20 shell. That means one light left. I didn't know exactly where he was any more, as I had been completely focused on the Stalker, but that was soon to change.

Just as the Stalker fell, the light pounced on me, and sensibly started circling my 'Mech (which was now even more badly damaged). As those of you who have played Stalkers will know, the torso twist is not the best, so I knew a good light pilot should be able to stay away from my line of fire as long as he wanted to - and this guy seemed to be a good light pilot...

We danced around for a while, with me taking a bit more damage, until what can only be described as a lucky laser blast from me took out one of his legs. This, of course, slowed him down to a much more manageable pace, allowing me to give him an AC/20 shell to chew on from point blank range, taking him out.

So, my team won against all odds, and I think I can safely say this was the most intense game of MWO that I've ever had! Four kills in total, and a very grateful team (as well as a very surprised enemy team). Good times!

Edited by Garegaupa, 12 April 2014 - 12:27 PM.