Come my comrades, let us gather 'round and sing the songs and tell the tales of our most glorious battles!
I just got out of an unbelievable match! We are all aware of Cryptic's sketchy job of balancing PVP. The match begins with a ridiculous imbalance - 3 of us Klingons versus a filled team of Federation players. Our first engagements were brutal, our losses great. Even in the face of certain defeat, we hatched a daring plan. Under cloak, Dre'La runs ahead of the Fed ball and decloaks - beginning an attack on an outpost. As the closest Starfleet ships jump to impulse, Mulder, Hannibal, and myself decloak wiping out the stragglers before they have a change to active their bridge powers. Their formulation begins to crumble as some continue after Dre and others turn around to avenge their fallen teammates. As the Federation Ships wildly fire into us, we (in that perfect PVP harmony only we Klingon players know) wordlessly coordinate our attacks - healing each other at every opportunity. Our shields are blasted away, our ships become burning wrecks, but we fight on. Ship after Starfleet ship explodes under the might of our weapons. When the match ends, we have not just won. We have won by a landslide. Starfleet was not able to destroy even ONE of our ships (beyond the initial losses of course)!
There was no "good games".
There was no whining, cursing, or accusations of cheating.
Only the sound of Starfleet warp drives engaging.
I know I am not the only one without such a victory - who else wants to share?
Outnumbered, 5 to 1, a Klingon warrior has to go to the extremes. After drinking a last cup of bloodwine with my bridge officers I tied them to their consoles, deactivated my cloak and let the epic battle begin. Shortly before I finished my last enemy finally Klingon help comes in, but too late, all the honour is mine!
And here another proof that the FEDs don't learn from their defeats and run into their own doom like little lemmings, boosting my damage over 1 million and letting my dual heavy cannons melt. http://i640.photobucket.com/albums/uu129/finkiboy/score1093k.png
As the carrier May'SarghHom warped into the battlezone, klaxons begin blaring out as the mighty ship began to take fire from Federation ships that had been lying in wait.
My communications officers shouted across the bridge that no other friendly ships were in the area.
"TARGET THE NEAREST SHIP AND LAUNCH ALL FIGHTERS! WE SHALL MAKE THEM PAY DEARLY!" I shouted as the ship rocked from multiple hits. "TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE!""
FIghters launched rapidly from the bays and volley after volley of withering fire hailed towards a starfleet escort ship that was trying to maneuver around behind the cumbersome vessel. "General! Their shields are buckling she is going down!" One of my weapons officers victoriously cried. Moments later the craft exploded catching one of the fighters in its warpcore breach.
A minute past and the fire from the carrier and it's fighters was having little effect on the other federation ships as they were now supporting each other, things looked bleak for the Klingons as the ships shields began to fail and direct hits were scored on the outer hull. Suddenly my science officer shouts across the bridge "GENERAL! OUR SENSORS HAVE DETECTED NEW CONTACTS!..... REINFORCEMENTS HAVE ARRIVED!"
Another mighty Klingon carriers jumps in right on top of the stricken ship and boosts the ailing shield power as smaller ships begin making strafing runs on the surprised Federation fleet. A mere fifteen seconds past and the space is littered with the burning wreckage of starfleet vessels.
I calmly stand up from my chair and walk over the the communications officer "Hail the KDF ships, give them my thanks and invite the crews to come aboard and feast with us when we are done with this place"
While searching the Galaxy for proud Klingons to ally myself with and worthy opponents to challenge in battle, I encountered a group of stout warriors.
We defeated many a Federation battle group with ease
But then our glorious leader was struck by some strange affliction and I hope taken to Stovokor. (He went LD)
The Federation dogs took advantage of our disarray and sent many a Klingon to their end. When the battle seemed lost (we were down like 10-3), my brothers and I regrouped and went on the offensive
When I'm solo I like to do "Show Maps" on the queue and pick one where it looks unbalanced in ground combat, then go help. I saw a Deserted Facility with 5 Feds vs 1 Klingon and figured I'd go help; maybe we could give the Feds a good show.
Turns out he didn't necessarily need my help and was already well into winning the 5v1.
In the end it was basically 5v2 and the final score was Klingons 40, Feds 3.
This should tell you a lot about how easy Fed ground PvE must be.
When I'm solo I like to do "Show Maps" on the queue and pick one where it looks unbalanced in ground combat, then go help. I saw a Deserted Facility with 5 Feds vs 1 Klingon and figured I'd go help; maybe we could give the Feds a good show.
Turns out he didn't necessarily need my help and was already well into winning the 5v1.
In the end it was basically 5v2 and the final score was Klingons 40, Feds 3.
This should tell you a lot about how easy Fed ground PvE must be.
Yeah, I have run with Chad a few times in PuG's, he is a brutal killing machine that steals the thunder from my damage!
I'd levelled my first KDF character a bit and decided to dip my toe into pvp to see what it was like. Ended up in a KvK scenario with most of both teams cloaking. I decided against that and flew around uncloaked occasionally spouting off stuff like "Are you afraid to fight, dogs of Martok?"
Eventually, one guy decloaked and it was on - BoP vs BoP...and I have never had so much fun since the last time I picked up a flight sim game. It was a real dogfight, at ranges less than 2km. We were popping evasives all over the place, swapping who was chasing and who was leading, dropping speed, reversing...I must have used half a dozen HYT1s. Duel lasted for about four minutes, I think.
I blew this guy up a couple of times, he blew me up, but we kept going at it, then a few more of this team decloaked and joined in. I just ignored them and went for my main target, got a kill and got killed, and then one of my team decloaked and joined in. I got blown up just before I killed my target and respawned, and, whilst waiting for the Red Alert to clear, my target respawned right next to me! Another two minutes of dogfighting ensued, and the final kill I got ended the match.
It was a great fight, platitudes were exchanged all around. I'm still looking for the next one like it.
While prowling the neutral zone in my ship the Crimson Wave I observed a large fleet of Federation ships attempting to recover technology from a Borg hub. Upon coming out of warp into the system I was set upon by 1/2 dozen federation dogs. With skilled piloting and great actions of my able crew I was able to escape and evade this death trap. Now it was my turn to hunt.
The feds where grouping and staying in tight formation. I did a quick scan to see if any of my Klingon brothers where present so that they might share in the glory. Fortunately there where none so the honor of the kills were mine to take.
I decloaked and almost imediately blew away a science ship with rapid firing cannons. I then swung over to an escourt whom made the mistake of not accounting for the Klingon Warrior whom had escaped their death trap. The fed burst crimson as my cannon and overloaded quantum torpedoes allowed him the privillege of dying in battle. By now the remaining escourt and cruiser had started to fire on me. Quick maneuvering and fast firing soon destroyed the other escourt. Finally my battered ship danced the death dance with the remaining cruiser and with little hull left sent the fed cruiser to meet his fate.
I then battle cloaked and assesed the situation. My ears were meet by the indignant bleating of Federation dogs whom where upset that a true wolf had come to lessen their flocks. I had accomplished my goal of reminding those of the federation that so long as one Klingon Warrior exists that their lifes blood is ours for the taking.
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I am Du'Wappla!
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15-0 in a 5v1
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15-1 in a 5v1
And here another proof that the FEDs don't learn from their defeats and run into their own doom like little lemmings, boosting my damage over 1 million and letting my dual heavy cannons melt.
http://i640.photobucket.com/albums/uu129/finkiboy/score1093k.png
My communications officers shouted across the bridge that no other friendly ships were in the area.
"TARGET THE NEAREST SHIP AND LAUNCH ALL FIGHTERS! WE SHALL MAKE THEM PAY DEARLY!" I shouted as the ship rocked from multiple hits. "TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE!""
FIghters launched rapidly from the bays and volley after volley of withering fire hailed towards a starfleet escort ship that was trying to maneuver around behind the cumbersome vessel. "General! Their shields are buckling she is going down!" One of my weapons officers victoriously cried. Moments later the craft exploded catching one of the fighters in its warpcore breach.
A minute past and the fire from the carrier and it's fighters was having little effect on the other federation ships as they were now supporting each other, things looked bleak for the Klingons as the ships shields began to fail and direct hits were scored on the outer hull. Suddenly my science officer shouts across the bridge "GENERAL! OUR SENSORS HAVE DETECTED NEW CONTACTS!..... REINFORCEMENTS HAVE ARRIVED!"
Another mighty Klingon carriers jumps in right on top of the stricken ship and boosts the ailing shield power as smaller ships begin making strafing runs on the surprised Federation fleet. A mere fifteen seconds past and the space is littered with the burning wreckage of starfleet vessels.
I calmly stand up from my chair and walk over the the communications officer "Hail the KDF ships, give them my thanks and invite the crews to come aboard and feast with us when we are done with this place"
(this scenario happens at least once a day)
We defeated many a Federation battle group with ease
But then our glorious leader was struck by some strange affliction and I hope taken to Stovokor. (He went LD)
The Federation dogs took advantage of our disarray and sent many a Klingon to their end. When the battle seemed lost (we were down like 10-3), my brothers and I regrouped and went on the offensive
In the end we won the day for the Empire! Q'Apla!
Turns out he didn't necessarily need my help and was already well into winning the 5v1.
In the end it was basically 5v2 and the final score was Klingons 40, Feds 3.
This should tell you a lot about how easy Fed ground PvE must be.
Yeah, I have run with Chad a few times in PuG's, he is a brutal killing machine that steals the thunder from my damage!
He is pretty awesome though, hehe.
See Klingon - Chase Klingon.
They didnt even get to the control points.....the rest of the klingons were wondering if there were even feds on the map....an easy win.
Eventually, one guy decloaked and it was on - BoP vs BoP...and I have never had so much fun since the last time I picked up a flight sim game. It was a real dogfight, at ranges less than 2km. We were popping evasives all over the place, swapping who was chasing and who was leading, dropping speed, reversing...I must have used half a dozen HYT1s. Duel lasted for about four minutes, I think.
I blew this guy up a couple of times, he blew me up, but we kept going at it, then a few more of this team decloaked and joined in. I just ignored them and went for my main target, got a kill and got killed, and then one of my team decloaked and joined in. I got blown up just before I killed my target and respawned, and, whilst waiting for the Red Alert to clear, my target respawned right next to me! Another two minutes of dogfighting ensued, and the final kill I got ended the match.
It was a great fight, platitudes were exchanged all around. I'm still looking for the next one like it.
The feds where grouping and staying in tight formation. I did a quick scan to see if any of my Klingon brothers where present so that they might share in the glory. Fortunately there where none so the honor of the kills were mine to take.
I decloaked and almost imediately blew away a science ship with rapid firing cannons. I then swung over to an escourt whom made the mistake of not accounting for the Klingon Warrior whom had escaped their death trap. The fed burst crimson as my cannon and overloaded quantum torpedoes allowed him the privillege of dying in battle. By now the remaining escourt and cruiser had started to fire on me. Quick maneuvering and fast firing soon destroyed the other escourt. Finally my battered ship danced the death dance with the remaining cruiser and with little hull left sent the fed cruiser to meet his fate.
I then battle cloaked and assesed the situation. My ears were meet by the indignant bleating of Federation dogs whom where upset that a true wolf had come to lessen their flocks. I had accomplished my goal of reminding those of the federation that so long as one Klingon Warrior exists that their lifes blood is ours for the taking.