...When you're loading your gun and realise what you are about to do is illegal because once again when taking noobs through a ground STF, smack bang in the middle someone calls out "Dinner"....
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Real Join Date: Monday, 17 May 2010
I get this every time I dock into ESD or DS9. You never know what conversation you're giong to find when you finally get in...
*sings* "I like Gammera! He's so neat!!! He is full of turtle meat!!!"
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
I get this every time I dock into ESD or DS9. You never know what conversation you're giong to find when you finally get in...
I want to gather a group of 8-12 players, bunch up around one of the ESD teleport pads, and pick someone at random to be our "ONE MILLIONTH BEAM IN" complete with party popper fire extinguishers and dance emotes. Maybe justify the long load time for one person, at least.
...you find an interesting "new" thread on the forums; it's a zombie originally from two years ago.
I want to gather a group of 8-12 players, bunch up around one of the ESD teleport pads, and pick someone at random to be our "ONE MILLIONTH BEAM IN" complete with party popper fire extinguishers and dance emotes. Maybe justify the long load time for one person, at least.
You should get me to do that.:D
...When you realize your security escorts have the First Contact EV Suits you've wanted for so long that you can't have.
...When you realize that you have to pay to remove the blast shutters on your starbase when it would've been cheaper to not build them in the first place.
...When you realize that there is probably going to be another box after the Ferengi.
...When the discussion on ESD turns from kittens to sugar to politics to shoes.
I want to gather a group of 8-12 players, bunch up around one of the ESD teleport pads, and pick someone at random to be our "ONE MILLIONTH BEAM IN" complete with party popper fire extinguishers and dance emotes. Maybe justify the long load time for one person, at least.
Sign me up!
....you spend 9+ hours on a specific project... and the next day you take one look at it and decide you could do better.
when you realize that you have just jumped in to combat with your brand new ship... and you forgot to first set up the power tray or presets... (why is it taking so long to kill this guy!??!) :mad:
*STO*Its mission: To destroy strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations... and then kill them, to boldly annihilate what no one has annihilated before!
1. You buy a new Cstore ship.
2. You strip it of all of its original equipment, then install just an impulse engine with the intent to bring it to Memory Alpha to craft new equipment for it.
3. Along the way you see a Borg Alert and respond to it... only to realize you're completely unarmed and get blown up in your shiny new ship...
Yep... I've done this more than once...
*sings* "I like Gammera! He's so neat!!! He is full of turtle meat!!!"
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
...when you're trying to google Photonic Shockwave builds (a la "STO PSW",) and instead spend hours reading about the PSW.generic2.STO virus, because you're just nerdy like that.
...when you get all of your boffs spiffy in new costumes, but since you only have 3 of each kind and not 4, you get some no-name troll crew member on your bridge in the standard uniform just mocking you and your hard-earned, creative costumes.
...when you realize you might just be projecting your own issues onto STO.
...when you get the entire crystalline shell set in a matter of hours, and as you're equipping each piece, you lament the broken and failed attempt at a maco set that's been "a work in progress" for months.
Ever the optimist! I can reassure you that as you get older it stops being awkward, and instead becomes really, really uncomfortable. :P
...when your fleet is full steam ahead with the starbase, but you can't contribute because someone called in sick at work and you have to cover.
...when you come to the forums for information on that exciting new BOFF ability you picked up, but instead just get bummed out by reading a "Doom!!! Cryptic is da Debil!!! eleventy-one" thread and do something else instead.
...when you're feeling great about how well you're healing the civillian freighter in "No Win Scenario," others compliment you on it, and only then you realize that no one's healing you this wave and you're about to die.
Ever the optimist! I can reassure you that as you get older it stops being awkward. At that point, it instead becomes really uncomfortable. :P
...when your fleet is full steam ahead with the starbase, but you can't contribute because someone called in sick at work and you have to cover.
...when you come to the forums for information on that exciting new BOFF ability you picked up, but instead just get bummed out by reading a "Doom!!! Cryptic is da Debil!!! eleventy-one" thread and do something else instead.
...when you're feeling great about how well you're healing the civillian freighter in "No Win Scenario," others compliment you on it, and only then you realize that no one's healing you this wave and you're about to die.
Right now I work at a home for old people... Trust me... Older = akward...
Don't look silly... Don't call it the "Z-Store/Zen Store"...
When you're parlaying with the Klingon commander of the ship you're opposing and he's on your viewscreen...
and you don't want to tell him his fly is open...
*sings* "I like Gammera! He's so neat!!! He is full of turtle meat!!!"
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
...when you end up carrying the team.... while geared as a medic.
As I watch random tacs and engineers die to tholians around me while I remain invincible, I can't help but say this: Don't sell us medics short. We're beasts.
Back on topic:
...when your only real death on Nukara/whaever is the result of changing EV suits and forgetting that you kind of need to reactivate them after doing so. (That must've looked awesome to anyone who saw me do that on day 1)
As I watch random tacs and engineers die to tholians around me while I remain invincible, I can't help but say this: Don't sell us medics short. We're beasts.
Back on topic:
...when your only real death on Nukara/whaever is the result of changing EV suits and forgetting that you kind of need to reactivate them after doing so. (That must've looked awesome to anyone who saw me do that on day 1)
Great. Reminds me of a comic about the game Etrian Odyssey. It featured one girl not being happy about her skills... and complaing about how she had to haul four coffins (her teammates) to the town hospital from the laberynth... all by herself.
*sings* "I like Gammera! He's so neat!!! He is full of turtle meat!!!"
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
...when the freighter you just healed gets destroyed in Fed Starbase Blockade due to all the other players focusing on destroying another enemy fleet that has long already destroyed the previous freighter.
Laws of thermodynamics as applied to life: 0 - You must play the game. 1 - You can't win. 2 - You can't break even. 3 - You can't quit.
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***Disenchanted***
Real Join Date: Monday, 17 May 2010
I get this every time I dock into ESD or DS9. You never know what conversation you're giong to find when you finally get in...
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
I want to gather a group of 8-12 players, bunch up around one of the ESD teleport pads, and pick someone at random to be our "ONE MILLIONTH BEAM IN" complete with party popper fire extinguishers and dance emotes. Maybe justify the long load time for one person, at least.
...you find an interesting "new" thread on the forums; it's a zombie originally from two years ago.
You should get me to do that.:D
...When you realize your security escorts have the First Contact EV Suits you've wanted for so long that you can't have.
...When you realize that you have to pay to remove the blast shutters on your starbase when it would've been cheaper to not build them in the first place.
...When you realize that there is probably going to be another box after the Ferengi.
...When the discussion on ESD turns from kittens to sugar to politics to shoes.
Sign me up!
....you spend 9+ hours on a specific project... and the next day you take one look at it and decide you could do better.
1. You buy a new Cstore ship.
2. You strip it of all of its original equipment, then install just an impulse engine with the intent to bring it to Memory Alpha to craft new equipment for it.
3. Along the way you see a Borg Alert and respond to it... only to realize you're completely unarmed and get blown up in your shiny new ship...
Yep... I've done this more than once...
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
...when you get all of your boffs spiffy in new costumes, but since you only have 3 of each kind and not 4, you get some no-name troll crew member on your bridge in the standard uniform just mocking you and your hard-earned, creative costumes.
...when you realize you might just be projecting your own issues onto STO.
Ever the optimist! I can reassure you that as you get older it stops being awkward, and instead becomes really, really uncomfortable. :P
...when your fleet is full steam ahead with the starbase, but you can't contribute because someone called in sick at work and you have to cover.
...when you come to the forums for information on that exciting new BOFF ability you picked up, but instead just get bummed out by reading a "Doom!!! Cryptic is da Debil!!! eleventy-one" thread and do something else instead.
...when you're feeling great about how well you're healing the civillian freighter in "No Win Scenario," others compliment you on it, and only then you realize that no one's healing you this wave and you're about to die.
Right now I work at a home for old people... Trust me... Older = akward...
your zip brakes and its the day u went comando then u realise what everyone is looking at.
...When you take so long to respawn even after the respond timer because you have to change the camera focus.
When you're parlaying with the Klingon commander of the ship you're opposing and he's on your viewscreen...
and you don't want to tell him his fly is open...
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*
Back on topic:
...when your only real death on Nukara/whaever is the result of changing EV suits and forgetting that you kind of need to reactivate them after doing so. (That must've looked awesome to anyone who saw me do that on day 1)
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That might be a common sight, we might be getting pwned by Cheyennes and Olympics soon enough
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Great. Reminds me of a comic about the game Etrian Odyssey. It featured one girl not being happy about her skills... and complaing about how she had to haul four coffins (her teammates) to the town hospital from the laberynth... all by herself.
"Hah! You are doomed! You're only armed with that pathetic excuse for a musical instrument!!!" *the Savage Beast moments before Lonnehart the Bard used music to soothe him... then beat him to death with his Fat Lute*