
I'm sad. I'm so fuckin' sad. I don't know how I'll last for the next few months. I cannot go back to Bad Company 1, but that means I have nowhere to go. It's like the thought of stepping outside the Universe. How can I possibly exist without a space, a reality???
ARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
Fucking sucks. Fucking fucking fucking sucks.
And I can't even play it until it ends X.X I have to sit in this fucking library, trying to beat the skeptical arguments against an external world. Whoopee.
You all need to play the demo, and not whine when you get your asses kicked. You have to put survival above everything when you're on the battlefield. No fucking running arround, trying to get headshots. You have to work with your squad (better if there was clan support and team chat), cover the flanks, hold your position, not act on reaction but on cautious reasoning.
Don't fucking get on the tanks, if you're just going to fucking collide and scrape into the other tank, and get fucked by a UAV. Don't fucking spawn as a sniper, and snipe next to me. Don't fucking snipe if you suck at sniping. Don't fucking be a sniper, if half the team is a sniper. Fucking spot the enemy or a tank, jesus fucking Christ.
Most of the frusturation of the game just comes out of community issues, not game mechanics. The game mechanics are awesome, in that they allow so many options. You could take on tanks by trying to get your squad to mortar a tank at the same time, followed by a UAV attack. You don't need to suffer from camping, since you can just fucking blow up walls, or the entire building itself. You have so many vehicles, so many ways of approaching an base.
If the game gives clan support, then this game would be elevated from fucking great, to absolutely perfect. The game is completely about strategy rather than twitch or individual prowess. No matter how good you are, if your only option is to suicidally step into a crossfire zone, you're done.
*drinks more coffee*











