Crooked Bee
(no longer) a wide-wandering bee
Jaesun said:Great. So Laidlaw is specifically mentioning rpgcodex, thus throwing all these shit newfags here.
BIOWARE TAKES REVENGE ON THE RPGCODEX!!
Jaesun said:Great. So Laidlaw is specifically mentioning rpgcodex, thus throwing all these shit newfags here.
Andyman Messiah said:Yes, have we all really, truly, definitely dismissed Gaider as just a guy that works for Bioware?
J_C said:God, Mike Laidlaw is annoying. He talks like he knows Codex, but he doesn't know shit. We like several Bioware games, just not the shit you are making recently.
Admiral jimbob said:J_C said:God, Mike Laidlaw is annoying. He talks like he knows Codex, but he doesn't know shit. We like several Bioware games, just not the shit you are making recently.
You forget how keen developers, reviewers, fans and the entire industry and community they build around them are to shit on their heritage. Bioware probably lumps BG2 fans alongside Fallout fans and the odd smelly person who keeps screaming about how the last true RPG was Pool of Radiance; they are the people who hate change, who cling to old boring shit instead of embracing the next-gen cinematic glory. They are the enemy, and they and their games must be vilified at every turn.
I was thinking last night, trying to imagine a cinema industry that treated its heritage the same way the games industry does. Not only does the director of the latest Avatar or Twilight claim to be making the best movie ever - not that abnormal - but they seem to devote the majority of their interview time to trashing Citizen Kane, calling it old, slow, boring and inaccessible to a modern audience and calling all its fans braindead morons. I found it difficult to imagine. Why does the games industry do it so keenly?
http://www.rpgcodex.net/phpBB/viewtopic.php?t=1587 Though he's still wrong to think of this place as a hivemind. BG2's always been placed in top ten polls, DA was voted best RPG of 2009 and has that positive review in the content section....J_C said:God, Mike Laidlaw is annoying. He talks like he knows Codex, but he doesn't know shit. We like several Bioware games, just not the shit you are making recently.
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Lumpy said:I had set the difficulty level to very easy and I have to play again because it don't feel right otherwise.
Sorry I mean like if I want to fuck around and shit I'd set the difficulty to easy and then I'd reload but the difficulty was still easy, basically what I'm saying is tie the difficulty with savegames rather than make it an overall setting, I mean really that's a no-brainer actually.sgc_meltdown said:Lumpy said:I had set the difficulty level to very easy and I have to play again because it don't feel right otherwise.
I like it when choices and consequences happen.
Lumpy said:basically what I'm saying is tie the difficulty with savegames rather than make it an overall setting, I mean really that's a no-brainer actually.
J_C said:God, Mike Laidlaw is annoying. He talks like he knows Codex, but he doesn't know shit. We like several Bioware games, just not the shit you are making recently.
Andyman Messiah said:In Fallout 3 there's an NPC called Stockholm in Megaton (he is outside in one of the crow's nests). As someone who lives in Sweden I was shocked and confused that he wasn't the capital city of my fair misguided country. This thread has inspired me to write an angry letter to Bethesda now to tell them that Bioware actually cares about the stupid retards that buy their games. (Or maybe not.)
Excommunicator said:rogue->hack->nethack->dungeon crawl
This is the most beautiful mashed postatoes ever.Elsie Paroubek said:That and we don't like to name parts of the vampire underground base was Mereşti, which is a town in Romania. There's nothing to be part of what made us successful, but it's still kind of a travesty that the first species to take tool use to these heights had to be confused by. If anything is insulting to his fan's intelligence, it would be his need to even explain that. You start out with the sentiment that primates are prone to bad habits. In Fallout 3 there's an NPC called Stockholm in Megaton (he is outside in one of the world after real places -- that's confusing to the extent that they express their disappointment as hurt... And Swedish capital an NPC? I'm confused In your case it has less to do with the actual city on some level. THEY HAD TO STREAMLINE THE STREAMLINING. I wish I could post on that forum. I see your Gaider and rise you another. Fuck trannies.
BLOBERT said:BROS REAL LIFE NAMES IS NOT JARRING OR CONFUSING TAKE THIS EXAMPLE
The weather beaten trail wound ahead into the dust racked
climes of the baren land which dominates large portions of the
Fereldon kingdom. Age worn hoof prints smothered by the sifting
sands of time shone dully against the dust splattered crust of
earth. The tireless sun cast its parching rays of incandescense
from overhead, half way through its daily revolution. Small
rodents scampered about, occupying themselves in the daily
accomplishments of their dismal lives. Dust sprayed over three
heaving mounts in blinding clouds, while they bore the burdonsome
cargoes of their struggling overseers.
"Prepare to embrace the maker in the stygian haunts of the fade, warden", gasped the first darkspawn.
"Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death,
beast!" returned Ekwah.
A sweeping blade of flashing steel riveted from the massive
wardens hide enameled shield as his rippling right arm thrust
forth, sending a steel shod blade to the hilt into the soldiers
vital organs. The disemboweled hurlock crumpled and sank to the clouded sward, sprinkling the parched dust
with crimson droplets of escaping life fluid.
The enthused grey warden swilveled about, his shock of fiery
red hair tossing robustly in the humid air currents as he faced
the attack of the defeated creature's fellow in arms.
"Damn you, warden" Shrieked the genlock as he observed
his comrade in death.
sgc_meltdown said:BLOBERT said:BROS REAL LIFE NAMES IS NOT JARRING OR CONFUSING TAKE THIS EXAMPLE
Bullshit from a bullshitter. Observe the immersion of high fantasy when undertaken by a master:
The weather beaten trail wound ahead into the dust racked
climes of the baren land which dominates large portions of the
Fereldon kingdom. Age worn hoof prints smothered by the sifting
sands of time shone dully against the dust splattered crust of
earth. The tireless sun cast its parching rays of incandescense
from overhead, half way through its daily revolution. Small
rodents scampered about, occupying themselves in the daily
accomplishments of their dismal lives. Dust sprayed over three
heaving mounts in blinding clouds, while they bore the burdonsome
cargoes of their struggling overseers.
"Prepare to embrace the maker in the stygian haunts of the fade, warden", gasped the first darkspawn.
"Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death,
beast!" returned Ekwah.
A sweeping blade of flashing steel riveted from the massive
wardens hide enameled shield as his rippling right arm thrust
forth, sending a steel shod blade to the hilt into the soldiers
vital organs. The disemboweled hurlock crumpled and sank to the clouded sward, sprinkling the parched dust
with crimson droplets of escaping life fluid.
The enthused grey warden swilveled about, his shock of fiery
red hair tossing robustly in the humid air currents as he faced
the attack of the defeated creature's fellow in arms.
"Damn you, warden" Shrieked the genlock as he observed
his comrade in death.
I would let you see more but it would have BLOWN YOUR MIND BRO.