PlanetSide WAR! Escapist...FALL IN!
- Thread starter Spinwhiz
- Start date
Hey there. Old PS player here, signed up for the WAR but didn't get in. I downloaded the client though and signed in with my old Station account to discover I have 30 days of game time, so I'll be helping out, though I did used play NC I'm sure I can handle TR.
Incase anyone whose already in hasn't realised it's worth going to the Virtual Range and trying every single one of the weapons and vehicles (both as a driver and as a gunner) not only to see what fits your play style but also for the exp, will get you up to BR 4 just doing that.
Once an Outfit is set up, would like to join to help out. Normally played as a hacker/infiltrator, waiting for a few more ranks till I can max it out. Would love to pilot a Galaxy to make an epic all Escapist drop.
Incase anyone whose already in hasn't realised it's worth going to the Virtual Range and trying every single one of the weapons and vehicles (both as a driver and as a gunner) not only to see what fits your play style but also for the exp, will get you up to BR 4 just doing that.
Once an Outfit is set up, would like to join to help out. Normally played as a hacker/infiltrator, waiting for a few more ranks till I can max it out. Would love to pilot a Galaxy to make an epic all Escapist drop.
1-20-2009
Dathey's Journal
Two days into the war
First real day of fighting was today. Word came down that the enemy had overrun our forces on Amerish and the top brass wanted it back. But everything had gone wrong...the assault had been ambushed and largely destroyed before it could capture the first base, the survivors pinned in a nearby tower by the enemy's heavy weapons.
Command was screaming for support to extract the wounded and continue the fight, but none was left. The only force in reserve was half a platoon of newbies, most on their second day of play...
...we rolled out of the warpgate in tanks and anti-air buggies, formed up a rough formation and charged into the fray. The first thing to die was a bomber trying to chase down a friendly lightning tank; he had just enough time to blink as our vehicles crested the hill before the skyguards riddled him with flak. And then it was on.
The enemy threw everything they had at us. High-altitude bombers spammed the area, attack aircraft braved screens of flak to strafe us, and enemy tanks lobbed shells into our position. One by one our brave tank crews succumbed to the fire but refused to give up, pulling out to repair or spawning back to the sanctuary base for fresh armour.
Gradually the local commanders on the ground got themselves sorted out, and soon infantry was streaming out of the tower to join the attack. Under the cover of our guns they slowly pushed on the base, climbing the hills to sweep the walls with sniper and rifle fire. The enemy's resistance was crumbling; their vehicles were being destroyed before they could leave the courtyard, and snipers were picking them out from defensive positions. The infantry went in to finish the assault, and after a few minutes of bloody fighting the base fell quiet. The generator destroyed; no enemy could spawn. Population stats had enemy commanders pulling their troops out to aid a separate fight; plainly no stomach left to face us brave soldiers of the New Conglomerate.
15 minutes later and it was done; the base turned that lovely shade of blue and the Terran Republic was being chased back across the continent it had put so much effort into capturing. The soldiers of the Rock Paper Shotgun logged out that night with the satisfaction of a fight well fought, but were any of their most hated enemies, these 'Escapists' among the fallen? No one knew what names they went by, but rested easy in the knowledge that they'd soon enough meet them in battle.
And win of course, because the Escapist sucks.
- Darthey.
Dathey's Journal
Two days into the war
First real day of fighting was today. Word came down that the enemy had overrun our forces on Amerish and the top brass wanted it back. But everything had gone wrong...the assault had been ambushed and largely destroyed before it could capture the first base, the survivors pinned in a nearby tower by the enemy's heavy weapons.
Command was screaming for support to extract the wounded and continue the fight, but none was left. The only force in reserve was half a platoon of newbies, most on their second day of play...
...we rolled out of the warpgate in tanks and anti-air buggies, formed up a rough formation and charged into the fray. The first thing to die was a bomber trying to chase down a friendly lightning tank; he had just enough time to blink as our vehicles crested the hill before the skyguards riddled him with flak. And then it was on.
The enemy threw everything they had at us. High-altitude bombers spammed the area, attack aircraft braved screens of flak to strafe us, and enemy tanks lobbed shells into our position. One by one our brave tank crews succumbed to the fire but refused to give up, pulling out to repair or spawning back to the sanctuary base for fresh armour.
Gradually the local commanders on the ground got themselves sorted out, and soon infantry was streaming out of the tower to join the attack. Under the cover of our guns they slowly pushed on the base, climbing the hills to sweep the walls with sniper and rifle fire. The enemy's resistance was crumbling; their vehicles were being destroyed before they could leave the courtyard, and snipers were picking them out from defensive positions. The infantry went in to finish the assault, and after a few minutes of bloody fighting the base fell quiet. The generator destroyed; no enemy could spawn. Population stats had enemy commanders pulling their troops out to aid a separate fight; plainly no stomach left to face us brave soldiers of the New Conglomerate.
15 minutes later and it was done; the base turned that lovely shade of blue and the Terran Republic was being chased back across the continent it had put so much effort into capturing. The soldiers of the Rock Paper Shotgun logged out that night with the satisfaction of a fight well fought, but were any of their most hated enemies, these 'Escapists' among the fallen? No one knew what names they went by, but rested easy in the knowledge that they'd soon enough meet them in battle.
And win of course, because the Escapist sucks.
- Darthey.
Time to pop back in I think, I had a good time in the hour or so I played yesterday, (though getting stuck in a tower of death isn't fun, so my only gripe is with massive battles). I have up to four hours to kill today, so I'll get to it.
