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[StarChaser42]

Oh gosh XD I know exactly the game to share.

Me and AGuyWithAGun where the last two standing. He was a centerion and I was a spider. The other team had three players left, and it just so happened they where Dire Wolfs. We worked together to take down one of them, AGuyWithAGun had crit damage though, and when we had to fight the other Wolf he died, though not before doing some damage to the other mech, which I shortly after killed. Then it's just me and this last Dire Wolf. All I was armed with was four machine guns and a medium laser. Gosh XD it was probably the most intense game I have ever played. But I ran around that wolf, used my speed to my advantage. As AGuyWithAGun would always say when your being a light mech, 'speed is life' lol. And it absolutely is. After tireless running, I finally took him down. The last one standing. I did 426 damage that round and three kills, all of which being those Dire Wolfs. It was incredible. And so my little spider got renamed 'Wolfs Bane' XD I don't think any other round I have (or will) ever play would be awesomer.

Yep. That's my story.

[kosmos1214]

necroing this place of epicness

[Apnu]

Thanks! There's good stuff here. I hope we collect a few more war stories.

[kosmos1214]

well i did post in it my self i just dont wana see
this thing go the way of the dodo

[William Slayer]

Apnu, on 28 October 2014 - 08:32 AM, said:

Thanks! There's good stuff here. I hope we collect a few more war stories.

Glad I saw this thread! Lifes always better with a good story. :-)

Apnu your signature just gave me the answer to a question I've been wondering about since we added faction tags in to the game. Been wondering who [ HHoD ] was since they have alot of players I enjoy teaming with! Now I know....

Edited by William Slayer, 05 November 2014 - 03:59 AM.

[William Slayer]

Ok, my turn. Quick story from this past weekend. HPG in my champion Cent. Skirmish. We roll in and begin slugging on the outskirts. A few mechs from the other team over extended and I help to polish them off. Look down at the radar to see we are engaged on the other side of the dish, so I wheel around and show up just in time to help with taking out a lance of mediums. Oops! The side I had left is getting light swarmed so I put the Track shoes on and zip back to get a kill on a spider and beat down a cicada. Time to push up and take out the Cat and Highlander LRM boats, who dumped on us as we did, but wentdown. As the match ends, I look at the scores to see that in addition to my one kill... I tagged all eleven other mechs and did 600+ dmg (big for me)!

[Apnu]

William Slayer, on 05 November 2014 - 03:57 AM, said:

Glad I saw this thread! Lifes always better with a good story. :-)

Apnu your signature just gave me the answer to a question I've been wondering about since we added faction tags in to the game. Been wondering who [ HHoD ] was since they have alot of players I enjoy teaming with! Now I know....

Yup we're HeadHunters of Davion, you can find us at http://www.hhod.com (which redirects to http://mwo.enjin.com/)

I'll look for you out on the field.

Keep the stories coming people, love hearing them.

[nehebkau]

I’ve dropped on many different worlds, in many different mechs. For the reconnaissance corps, it’s always the same thing, drop fast, get to cover and get behind the enemy without being seen. Information is victory in this war and the more information I can provide, the greater the chance I get home in one piece.

I got the orders for the drop into the tourmaline desert just after dinner the night before. I was a last minute insertion into an operation, filling in for an injured pilot with a group of lances that I knew nothing about. The orders were kind of refreshing, scout the wastelands and observe the enemy base. For all intent and purpose this was going to be a cake drop – a payday without any risk! Those are the days us mercs live for!

There were no indications that the damn reds were planning on assaulting our base – coms were quiet and intel intercepts gave no hint of mobilization on the enemies’ side. Maybe that’s why there were so many fresh-faced pilots gearing up for morning maneuvers. You can tell those who have seen real war and those who haven’t by how they act before a mission. Full of bravado, loud and peacocking was a good sign you were dealing with weekend-warriors. Silent, pensive and hyper alert meant you were dropping with people who had been knee deep in crap and walked out of it. Today, let’s just say that I was glad no one got accidentally shot in the mech bay.

I had memorized the operational area map the night before, infiltrators need to use every advantage they can get and knowledge of your OA is an advantage you can’t pass up. When our feet hit the ground the heavy and assault lances took up defensive positions at a badly rusted out drop skeleton that had a slight overlook towards the enemy fortifications. The light lance split up, me traveling to the south, along the cliff-line and the other scouts, double-teaming it across the north, rallying at recently crashed drop-ship on the northern edge. The last member of our lance was staying with the group, providing rapid attack support for the heavy lances.

You develop a 6^th sense, as a pilot, for when things are going to get dirty, fast. For me it was when that lone blip appeared in the middle of the map. It was a fast moving light mech charging right out the middle towards our main line. It was a move that I had done many times on the battle field, risky, aggressive, and designed to catch an inexperienced enemy by surprise and get them to act without thinking. The 25T mech blasted up the middle, crested the small hill where our assaults and medium lance were having their picnic and started blasting whatever mech was in front of him. As the little guy turned away and ran back the way he came, our medium lance powered after him firing into the dirt behind him. Textbook, pure textbook tactics from the little guy and I knew what was coming next.

The assaults, not wanting to be left alone followed the medium lance, right down the middle likewise taking pot-shots at the madly dodging 25 tonne. As I said, I knew what was coming next, the coms lit up with yells and screams: “taking Fire!” “I’m hit!” “Behind us!” The little scout had goaded our two heavy lances to charge right down the throat of a shark and I watched from a high observation post as the jaws closed. Within seconds the middle of the operational area was a bubbling sea of mechs and weapons fire. The outcome was, however, already decided, no matter how hard our lances fought back. being out positioned and surrounded they started dropping like flies.

The best part of being an outsider, it’s why I’m a merc, is that you never lose your self-preservation detachment in the middle of a battle. The two scouting lights on the northern side of the map chimed in “Coming to reinforce.” I was silent. I watched as the battle unfolded, out of range to do any real damage I called down some artillery support to try to open a path for our forces to retreat. I had attempted to maneuver between the enemy and their base to try to disorient them by hitting them in the flank. In the end, I counted 4 enemy destroyed and 11 of our mechs destroyed.

I could see that the enemy had suffered from the engagement. I’ll give that to my team, they didn’t go down without a fight. But now I braced myself for an onslaught since I was between the enemy and their base. I expected them to return to their base and lick their wounds, happy with the victory they had secured. But they didn’t.

It’s with part horror and part rage that you look at things after you realize that you misinterpreted the situation. This wasn’t a standard “make them bleed” operation it was going for the heart. I saw two enemy Atlas’ and a stalker start advancing on our base and I knew that the game had changed. If they take the base, I have no place to go; but worse I get no paycheck!

I am not one of those scouts who loaded their mech up with fancy gadgets and electronic bells and whistles. Give me an ECM and the biggest lasers you can stick on my mech and I’m good to go. You never know when you will need to morph from spy to ninja and ninjas need weapons. Tactical training and experience kicked in. I knew, in an assault their most damaged mechs would stay at the back – our automated defense systems can wreck a damaged mech.
I grabbed the nearest high spot and spotted a beaten up Jenner heading back to their base. One laser blast severed his right leg, two blasts later and his other leg was gone. I quickly moved to the north, figuring that the pilot was trying to relay my position to any allies that were around him. I found a spot with a good line of fire to where I had previously been. A crow rounded on my last location and I waited for a tactical analysis of his mech. His back armor was shredded. I waited for him to turn and fired to laser blasts into his CT. The tiny puff of smoke from his ejection system was the last gasp of his mech.

I didn’t have time to hang at the back so I began to move east along the operational area. Another crow and a timber had anticipated my move and caught sight of me. The timber was a fool, no front armor and a frontal assault. It only took a couple of well-placed hits to blow his engine. The crow, in much better shape, kept charging but my tactical computer advised me that he only had SSRMs left. I cranked on the speed and with successive weaving-fire while maintaining distance, I blew his CT. In a matter of a couple of minutes, 4 of the enemy were out.

It was then that the automated alarm sounded from the base. The assaults had reached the perimeter and were taking out the automated defenses. I powered towards the base, not knowing how I would face 3 assaults and, to my count, another, unknown, mech. It didn’t take long for that unknown mech to find me. Apparently he had been shadowing the Timber and Crow and followed me back towards our base. It struck me as slightly comical that it was that little commando who had started this whole crap-fest in the first place. I ducked behind a corner, knowing that he was thinking I was head-long charging back to base, and I stopped. I turned my mech in preparation for where he would round the corner. When he did, I fired everything into his right leg and it nearly came off, buckling at the knee. I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a light, traveling at 150kph and had your leg blown apart, but the jarring stop, at best, disorients you, at worst knocks you out. I had a second to act so I sprinted forward and fired everything into his back ct. This time there was no ejection pod, just a gratifying explosion.

I got notice that the base defenses were down and the enemy had issued an ultimatum to our base, surrender or be blown apart. My only hope was that the turret system had weakened them enough that I stood a chance. I sprinted to the south of our base lining up a clear shot on the nearest atlas. His right torso as stripped and he had taken a bunch of damage to his rear CT. I fired at the right torso and it blew apart. Much to my surprise there was a secondary explosion, and a third as his chest exploded.

I knew I had them beat when they didn’t come after me. I had scared them and killed one of them when they thought they were safe. They were positioned between me and the base so I used our base as cover and charged in. As I was closing I got tactical that the stalkers energy weapons were destroyed and it only had LRMs left. I ran right at it and stopped putting the stalker between me and the other atlas. He was stuck, unable to move, hemmed in by me and the base on two sides, the atlas and a large boulder on the other. I fired. Again and again I fired; popping my coolant tank after repeated bursts hit his ct. There is an ancient saying from the long abandon Earth: “Like clubbing a baby seal”.

When the stalker collapsed I gunned it, using my speed and maneuverability to keep the atlases back. I fired and fired, slowing stripping down the mountainous armor exposing the tender vitals. His engine imploded with a victorious harrumph.
I took a deep breath then opened my com:

COMSTAR FLASH TRAFFIC:
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It is Strategic infiltration and Reconnaissance's great pleasure to inform you that the enemy force has been completely eliminated. As per our contract $4,000 additional cbills are to be paid per kill totaling $32000 in bonuses. Please transfer the agreed-upon cbills to our account. Your business is important to us – please consider us again when you need rescuing. Have a nice day
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Edited by nehebkau, 06 November 2014 - 09:24 AM.

[GalmOne]

I remember this one match i had with my KTX-S on Caustic Valley
It all started with already a slight handicap, 1 of our assaults disconnected and never returned
The match progressed in a bite and nail kind of way where both teams teared down eachother equaly until at the last all that remained were me, one centurion with damaged CT and 1 atlas against 1 SRM 30 stormcrow, 1 PPC/ srm4 raven and 1 direwolf
My KTX was pretty beat up, i had a red leg and the other leg with critted internals, not to mention my orange sides and red arms
At some point our atlas decided to facetank the DWF and gave us a chance to lay some nice firepower on it. The beast was down but what followed was a single giant volley of srms that blasted throu the atlas central torso, me and the cent reacted, while i tried to take the side and go unnoticed the centurion was keeping the stormcrow attention, then i stumbled onto the raven. I kept trying to hit the raven with my lasers but he was quite good at juking and was responding back with his srm4 shots that took out my right torso together with my arm and large pulse laser, while this was happening i noticed that the centurion had died and now it looked to me like an hopeless 2vs1, but i was determined to go down fighting.
The Raven kept running but i was always on his tail, i had noticed that he was out of srm ammo and was actualy mounting a normal PPC which meant that staying within those 80 meters was key to survival, the stormcrow on the other hand came back but for some stroke of luck he was not able to land many shots at me and then it suddeny stopped firing and just kept pointing his single TAG at me. At first i thought nothing of it and kept chasing the Raven, having 3 less heatsinks and side torso made it realy hard for me to keep my KTX from shutting down from the heat of my 2 MPL, it actualy happened a couple of times but the startup mastery made it so that i could keep within those 80 meters from the raven. Meanwhile i realized that the stormcrow had run out of ammos! I was a bit agitated but calmed down and tried to chain fire the MPL at a slower rate, i kept close to the raven and got him down hard, unfortunatly at the last moment the stormcrow blocked me and my left leg exploded with collision damage, i thought i was doomed but fortunatly my last 2 laser shots finaly killed the raven that was running away.
Finaly the score was now 11-10 (becouse of the afk guy) and i tried chasing the stormcrow guy with a single leg and single side torso, nevertheless he ran away but not before taking some of my shots, i was surprised to notice that my KTX-S integrity was shown at 11% and in the end we won the match, i got an achievement "yup, dead for sure" and some guy even called me "CalmOne" which i thought was pretty funny

[Bill Lumbar]

I have two stories to share.... Both have been written in other threads so I am just gonna copy and past.

This first one was crazy and one of the most intense games I have ever played in MWO!

Just came out a match.... Here is the 411 on the rewards earnings....


Imagine if you will.... a nice crisp cool winter day,

Chat starts off good, we have some one that takes it upon himself to chat off orders....and for the most part we all follow and group up and meet with the goal to take the hill and keep it. Not everyone grouped up some stayed on the back side of the hill and watch the city, I am guessing to cover our rears from a flank. As we got the hill, ARTY and Air strikes were every where... they hit us hard... tried to keep line of site on us to shave our armor off us.. but it didn't work out as they planned.

Almost all stayed focused and we broke their attempt to take the hill, they pushed with 9 mech's and one by one they fell, some of us came down off the hill to push hard while we had them running. Myself and two other teammates, a dire, and a locust.... the rest tried to stay on the hill and flank the enemies in the city. They all fell to a timber and a atlas working/pushing through what was left of our back line. The dire was in trouble so I stayed with him and supported the push he made with the other light on our side. Right as we cleaned the rest up, the dire get's taken out leaving me and the LOCUST party left to take out a timber, a atlas that was still at 87% health. I run back up the hill, notice they have three mechs coming right for us and we are on the bad side of the hill. I crest the hill and pop the timber with a nice shot of 3x srms 6 and med laser and reverse as soon as the atlas was seen.

I wait right at the top of the hill....but out of site... thank you for Sisemic! The timber is still at 53% health after my alpha striking dead into his center torso and the atlas is still coming. I wait for the locust to fly and push the atlas giving me a window to move up and hit the timber again.... sure enough the stars align just right and I fly over the hill as the Timber is recovering from the shock of the alpha I just gave him 4.3 seconds prior. I fire off again another alpha of srms6 and two med lasers.... and his mech explodes! Just one mech left.... a 100 ton atlas with 87% left . I torso twist away from the impending doom he is about to unleash onto my 67% 50 ton cent- A. with 160 rounds of srm6 goodness X3. I still have all my weapons left, and I am really gonna need the two medium lasers to pull this off I was thinking.....

As he fires away, I twist, back and forth and stay at the full speed running towards where I had just came from....down the hill, but before I went I let off another alpha right into his center torso. As I went down the hill and didn't see any cover or hills I could get to and fast, I started to get worried. The Locust had already ran as the Atlas was trying to hit him first as I was on the timber. I make a mad dash and go balls to the wall straight and to the left for the first bit of anything that looks like a hill.

The atlas charges over the hill and down it after me.... with me taking some more fire on my now smoking mech. This was a edge of your seat match.... I just find the hill to and torso twist keeping my view on the atlas to make sure I was out of his line of site. As he came down after me, and he seen the open nothing ness of no cover he must of thought, oh $hit, just like I had.

Right as I thought I was the only one left..... I couldn't believe what my eyes had just seen! My lance mate comes flying over the hill that was behind me... in a LOCUST! The atlas is still out wading in the open and has now found himself dealing with the Locust that hits him right and more in the open, and I stay behind the hills and taking shots at him with Med lasers and SRM's ..... My team mate got to in the open and the Atlas made short work of the 20 ton bug of blazing at the speed of light metal every Locust is... I was devastated!

I worked my best angle on the atlas I had, keeping cover in between us and using sisemic to see where he was pushing to. I stayed out of his front line of fire the best I could and used the element of surprise to keep hitting him with that 46.6 damage alpha every chance I got! I would flank him, come back head on at him, rinse/wash and repeat. And with his last fatal move, as he poked over the hill.... I bet he wasn't expecting the end result of this match! What a match this one was! Well played by all, and I was at the edge of my seat guys! Btw, thank you speedy little balls of 20 ton goodness, you helped us get a very big win in this one!




See the Atlas in this pic? Nope, he flew back and down the hill as my last alpha of srm6's blew him apart.






I too at some point, around 8 months into my carer choice of taking on a second full time job with the painful grind this game model gives us, bought into the LOCUSTS! This was about the time when EVERYONE, on the forums, in game play, either raged when you hit the match screen before the ready button war is won, or said in chat, "you have balls Sir, I respect that."


This was right before the 1/1/1/1 rule that PGI thought and said was going to be in place and before the change of plans going with the 240 drop limit for CW. I find almost all that you have said is funny as hell, and is a valid tactic to help New and Veteran pilots alike learn to stay alive by having to use, learn and keep a eye on not only that little box that has all the nice little pizza slices on it, but buildings, terrain, even the enemies mechs to confuse and have them shooting their own teammates as you fly through their entire line and even pebbles on the map to use for cover to figure out your next path of blazing attack, or exit route after putting all of my 6 small lasers into what ever section of the enemies mech looks likes it about to fall off first.

I remember hearing all the forum talk.... about how lights had no place in this game...no role at all and was a waste of time to play. So what did I decide to do you ask??? I already had the Firestarter's mastered, I had my Ember mastered, the Jenners, and the Kitfox's too. I found in order to really challenge all the lights suck crowd.... it was time to go above and beyond to the utmost end of the scale, and purchase 3 Little bugs to put all the Nay sayers concerns to rest in my quest to one end, make ALL PILOTS FEAR THE LOCUST PARTY!!!!


The path was a very big learning curve.... it was a painful one trying to learn to know when to engage the enemy, and the most important of all, when to break off the impending speed ball of death that you have unleashed on them. Even as painful as having ones pride squashed like a little bug, having to keep one hand on the eject button at all times.... preying that the enemies fire raining down on your little cute bug with paper thin armor missed its mark.... I honestly can say grinding out my Victor's to master was just as painful, however never as much fun that I had mastering my Locust.


I have fraps videos, and screen shots even before I had the x2 basics done, where I have been able to be lucky enough to be dropped with a team, that plays like a team, and knew when to engage and wasn't afraid to do so. What does this allow a 20 ton cute little bug of metal accomplish on a battle field of twisted smoking metal and mech's 5 times his size?? Well, In these kind of matches, and one I remember that took place on Tourmaline dessert allowed me to take top score in my cute little bug that seemed to absorb more enemy fire than my team combined had. I charged into the enemies line not once, not twice but on three occasions, flying through them with mad speed, and was able to fire off three alpha's of my massive 6 small laser payload each time.

The first time I did this I took a very large risk.... because if the 8 friendly mech's behind me had not backed this charge....that this cute little 20 ton traveling just short of the speed of light started, It may have not allowed me to make the other two return trips through the enemies lines. What took place after my first giddy thoughts of this is it, LOCUST PARTY, lead the charge!!! made me believer, and the LOCUST will always have a place in my hanger, and on the field. I made the first sweep, and I think the enemy pilots went kill crazy and tried to focus on this crazy little bug that just entered into their front line after charging over a sand dune.... they became mad with kill lust. It showed because I was able to focus on two or three of them, drop my massive alpha's of them and exit just short of the speed of light. I looked at my paper doll, and to my surprise I was at 96% and it felt like I had taken 50% damage.


The stars must of been just in the right alinement this day, because I was able to dance my way back through their line a second time, and a third keeping as many of them in between the path i was traveling so they could not all focus on me. Many of them that was not focused on my teammates that did not charge their line like mad men, but did take advantage of the now very confused enemies line that was being ***** by one little 20 ton metal bug traveling just short of light speed back and forth through their lines. I came out with a match score of 107 in this one, 678 damage, 2 kills and 11 assist.... and no eject button was used this day.
Just remember all you players that say the locust is a waste of 20 tons on any drop, you may be right... I may be crazy.... but it just maybe a lunatic you are looking for.... FEAR the LOCUST PARTY!

Edited by Bill Lumbar, 06 November 2014 - 10:16 PM.

[William Slayer]

The new mining colony map. Dropped this weekend with my team for the group event. I was the Scout in a commando, and did a fair job of spotting for my teammates and keeping the enemy guessing with ECM. Down to the last few opponents, we pushed up to get the game resolved. took down a raven, with a thunderbolt still on the board. As the Thunderbolt moved away from the team to extend the match, I took a alternate route to cut off his escape. Over the radio I hear my teammates exclaiming that he is too fast, they can't catch up, must have and XL engine. I applauded myself for taking a cut off route and let the team know I would do my best to slo w him up. I peek around the corner and give him an alpha to the face but he keeps coming like the thundering herd. Thats when MWO Betty gives me the bad news... "Ammo depleted. " (@#$!) I start backing up a ramp, firing my one medium laser which of course, does nothing to slow the Thunderbolt down! I am shouting into the radio calling for anyone to drop something on this guy, and my prayers are answered! A timely volley of missiles pops the engine on the Thunderbolts at the last second. As he slides to a stop at the feet of my mech, I thanked my team profusely for saving my rear end. What a good game it was!

Edited by William Slayer, 10 November 2014 - 04:01 AM.

[The Flying Gecko]

:TLDR:

CONQUEST - Killed the last remaining enemy in my Locust, enemy team lost with 749 points and 4 of the objectives under their control

[Gobster]

http://mwomercs.com/...le-for-the-soy/

The legendary Batle for Soy its old but its good.

Edited by Gobster, 25 November 2014 - 03:16 AM.

[Michael Abt]

Caustic Valley, assault, on my HBK GI with AC20 setup, pre-quirks. Killed an ECM raven early in the match near the crater but got cored from LRM. Our main force attacked their base at the lake. Every time i tried to leave the crater i was under fire. All i could do was dropping an arti on a warhawk who was in the lake.

Our attack folded and most died in rapid succession, score showed 5:9. My two teammates were somewhere on my left. A kitfox came towards the crater, i backed off, thought it saw me. However, on seismic i noticed that it changed course and moved parallel to the caldera. I decided to make the final heroic charge and moved parellel with him until i reached a hole in the crater. Went out and attacked him at 90 degree angle, 200m. First shot hit and legged him, second shot killed him. I continued my move to the big rock/hill left side of the lake in order to get into cover from turret lrm fire. To my left a BJ with AC20 tried to intercept me but he overheated and shut down. I torso twisted and hit him in the CT which killed him, must have been badly damaged. Twisted back to see a jager moving towards me. Didn't wait for target info and just shot him. Just like the BJ one hit was enough to drop him dead.

In less than a minute i wiped out three enemies, still moving towards that big rock. I knew one enemy was still somewhere towards base. Checked minimap, no sign of my teammates, checked score, 10:11. Damn, they took out one enemy but they both were dead as well. At least it explained why the BJ was overheating.

Before i could decide what to do next the mech from base approached, a shadowhawk. Good condition, however unusual weapon configuration with little brawling power. The dance started. He used his jump jets to spread my damage. I didn't take time to aim, just shot and twisted away, trying to protect both hunch and cored CT. Landed a few hits, ripped his right arm off. Heat management was vital, had to hold back a few times to avoid overheating.

Then, when i did another small circle away from him, my heart skipped a beat when i starred down into the barrels of that warhawk i arti striked earlier. He was like 50m away from me, must have taken the long route around that rock. Out of a reflex i shot at him. The AC20 projectile hit his CT and blew him up!

Then i continued the battle with the shk, shot is other arm off before i finally managed to finish him. Somehow i turned that match around.

[Tarogato]

I was directed to this thread after posting a story on the Locust page.

kosmos1214, on 26 November 2014 - 03:53 PM, said:

you need to put this on the war story thread there are some good story there and i would love to see this one join them

Locust 3S on Mining Collective Skirmish. 4x SRM2 only, no backup.

I started by almost being one-shot by a friendly Dire Wolf at spawn who decided to test to make sure his Alpha Strike button worked right as I was passing him. He overheated and I proceeded alone to the dark edge of the map. Got spotted by two mechs and I lured them into the dark away from the teamfight. Next thing I know a Jenner and an Ice Ferret pop up and I start chasing them because they seem afraid of me. Eventually I run out of ammo with 2 kills and over 500dmg. Distractify time!

I find the few remaining friendlies and try to hop in front of the enemies they're engaged with. Doesn't work, friendlies keep dying and nobody bothers shooting at me. So I keep toying with an enemy Catapault and Stalker so they can't advance to help kill my friendly Nova who's engaged in a duel behind me. Eventually I give up and decide to help my Nova friend. Turns out he's in a trial and he just Alpha'd. The Catapault and Stalker come around the corner right behind him, but they walk right past because he looked dead and ... "OOH LOOK A LOCUST COOKIE!" I'm thinking things are looking nice because when that Nova wakes up, it can start tearing into their backs... then the Nova explodes from the heat. Just me left now, still 0 ammo.

I run circles around an Orion for a while and then wander off and type in chat "whoever wants the last kill, I'll give it to you" ... no response. "tell me who wants it or I'll keep taunting you." ... no response.

So I spend the rest of the match following the Orion around at his heels as he looks for me and I keep running into his legs to damage him. "Hey Orion, better check your leg armour... I think it's breaking." No response, he's completely oblivious. I keep ramming him. Eventually I give up and run circles around him and he doesn't even shoot, despite his remaining lasers. I run away and find the Stalker and power down in his face. He LRMs me at 50m. Then backs up... and LRMs me again at 90m. I power on ... he remembers he has lasers and shoots... and misses, because I just moved a couple meters... I power back off. Finally he managed to kill me.

A couple of very patient fellows on my team watched this whole event take place without any complaining.

Edited by Tarogato, 29 November 2014 - 12:23 PM.

[Bhodi Li773]

The story is pretty normal to start.PUG group dropped into crimson straits.Iwas in my blackjack with jj.We started battling below moving up to top.It was pretty intense as the saddle was our meeting point.All said they had a spider(of course )left.I started climbing mountainside to try and see him just off the platform.Most of the rest of the group headed thru saddle.Suddenly I saw a spider whip around mountain below me. I jumped off mountain and thinking to land in front of him and finish him off.As I came down my mech banged and shuddered like I was being hit then I see on screen "DEATH FROM ABOVE" followed by a 10 or 100 k deduction off my earnings for the match.The spider was our own mech but had lost his Blue ID marker( game bug ). I apologized immediately while he was ROFL on screen.He and I both laughed our buttsoff and were already talking about how "Death from Above" should be in achievement awards . .

[Ulfgar Snorrison]

The other day I met a man who heard a tale from another. The kind of tale that is only heard in taverns when the night grows late and much mead has flowed. A tale told in whispers and rumors of whispers. A tale that out here somewhere among the stars there is warrior who pilots a mech made of....GOLD! Aye, gold. Now I'm an old graybearded warrior who none would follow, but I would follow one brave enough to take a longsh....I mean dropship and go and seek this golden mech. And if we find it then we would know the tale to be true. And perhaps we could gift this golden mech's pilot with something he truly needs...you know like maybe...a robbery! Aye, now wouldn't this be a fine adventure worthy of warriors such as we?

[Axelthegreat9]

Copy-Pasta'd from my own solo post in the barracks before realizing this thread existed.

Down to the wire, myself in a Jenner JR7-F(C) another in a commando, and another light mech I didn't get a great look at, up against two larger mechs, Both Timberwolves, I think. New to piloting and, to be honest, at the moment, I didn't really care.

Hostiles are grouped together, in the center of the bog, both with scars from the prior skirmishes, I dart through, tossing lasers at one, grabbing their attention and dragging their guns away from the commando, who teams up with the other light and tears the other Hostile down to the ground. Our third Light didn't make it.

Finally, I stop getting shot at, and begin approaching the timberwolf from another angle as he hunts down the commando. The commando went down kicking and screaming, and the Timberwolf was barely standing. Right arm missing, and most of the armor melted off.

My three medium and three small lasers aren't doing all that much at the start, lock tells me the center torso wend from "Yellow" to "Orange"

Duck behind a cliff, manage to dodge two medium pulse lasers, but catch a large beam to the back. Proceed to jump from cover to cover, trading blows, Lock tells me that their center torso is still orange, and they're getting close.

Sprint off to the left, and jump down a cliff, and circle around the battlefield on a lower path. Apparently the Timberwolf was expecting that, as he was waiting there for me, sparking an cinders, I manage to get a few rounds off, and slip past him. Catch a few more rounds to the rear and side armor, jumping behind more cover.

Right leg is critical, and if it goes down, I'm dead. manage to catch them on the radar, Lock tells me their center torso is red. Sprint out from around a corner, and strafe faster then they can turn, catch a couple medium bursts to the left side, but a few moments more, and the Timberwolf crumbles to the Jenner.

Unfortunately the match ended anticlimactically, as the last hostile was a D/C, and I just pumped lasers into their chest.

[William Slayer]

In my Oxide. Dropping on HPG with a few teammates, we kept to the outside of the dish, giving the enemy team the center. Great team work as anyone who stepped out to shoot got focused down. Even had an enemy shadow hawk fall off and get eaten alive. All of a sudden my left leg goes orange?! Pirates Bane had snuck up and was starting to harass us. As he swung through our lines I li ned up and Bam! Alpha'd him into a heap. Very good thing, as his team had broken out to take advantaage of the distraction. The team cleaned up while I was content with my one kill. :-)

[El Maestro]

Frozen city,

I am riding a Raven 3L with 3 med lasers and 2 streak srm 2.
My buddy Minc is in his Stalker LRM 60 (or 70?)

I am weaving through enemy lines shooting stuff and luring mechs after me.
When they stand still to get an shot on me (cause I am circling them) they dont pay attention to the incoming missle warnings as they assumed they are because of my streaks, SLAMMM!! ... incomes the LRM 60!
I focused fire on CT while the LRMs just wrecked havoc.

The two of us obliterated the enemy team (both around 1000 damage)

Edited by El Maestro, 04 January 2015 - 08:28 AM.