Rooks

I thought it was the opposite (and I thought level differenciating To Hit was non-existant in PvP), i.e. HP changes + therefore heals + dmg, but tohit does not, though I haven't actually tested this.

Does 4 minutes off the time count as a smash?


Well played all the same, fellas and fellettes

I think they are if you let them join a weightless battle, then change the weight class, but it's been a while, lol

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should indeed be refined and rephrased to 'What AT and with which powersets trouble your particular toon in PvP?'

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Fits better for what the OP was asking for.

But then /dev blasters would have nothing to do, the food chain would collapse

EDIT: I guess it's less of a chain and more of a circle, really.

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I hate grey devil and his spines *watches his back from now on*

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I think that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me. *wipes tear from eye*

Had this kicking around since January, so I thought I should probably post it. Let me know what you think

Origins of The Torment

A man, whose name is not important, lived a life of crookery and double dealing until the day of his death, where he made a deal with a devil which caused havoc, mayhem and Torment for the world.

The decrepit protagonist of foul dealings slammed the door to his shabby, damp apartment in the Rogue Isles with a large sense of self satisfaction; he had just conned himself a small fortune, or at least by his standards. He was an accountant, for one Miss Madeline Casey (among others), who was not only rich actress with thousands of fans, but was also a well known contact of the heroes of Paragon City. By falsifying the kind-hearted young woman’s invoices into depicting many expenses classed as charity donations, when in fact he was keeping the money for himself. He wiped his hand through his slick, jet black, side parted hair and let out a small snigger that he used a woman’s charitable nature as a way of embezzling without being discovered. A gambling man, he thought he would get a ferry to the St. Martial district and spend some time on the slot machines in the Golden Giza, just to add to his mockery of Miss Casey’s ideals.

As he was sitting in the isles of the ferry, in between the two private security guards he hired from out of a phone book to help guard his bursting wallet, he reflected that he got away so cleanly that no cop or Hero will come to ‘bring him to justice’, and he sniggered to himself, sitting in his best (albeit cheap and shabby) suit. However, the irony of fate already had a plan for this two faced weasel, as his rented guards weren’t as legitimate as he expected.

They were wanted men, and a dispatch of the Rogue Isles P.D. was en route to intercept the ferry as it docked: to arrest them and any associates. As the ship pulled up to the side, the crooked accountant’s two crooked hired guns saw the squad car and thought it best they take a hostage for their escape, so they grabbed the weasely conman by the throat and proceeded out of the ferry. One of the two cops waiting outside fancied himself quite the marksman, and after the two perpetrators ignored his warnings, he opened fire on them, thinking he was good enough not to hit the hostage. He was wrong; hitting the hostage in the eye and killing him instantly, allowing the hired guns to escape, but not before they took the corpse’s wallet.

The now dead accountant, whose name is not important, descended into the dark depths of hell. He noticed that a black, leather eye patch had appeared over his fatal wound, before looking up and noticing the very large demon which he was laying in front of. If bodily functions existed in the afterlife, the slick haired man would have lost control of them. The demon stood in front of him, 20 foot tall and similar in appearance to a bipedal wolf save for its flaming eyes and glowing human-like arms, and looked down on the wreck laying in front of him with a cross between anger and disgust. The demon growled and clenched its fists, triggering the slick haired man lying at its feet to squeal “Wait, Wait! Look we can make a deal right? I…I…really don’t want to be here. I can do anything, anything, if you can just get me out of here; I got stuff to do up there.” He pointed up, but saw nothing but black. The demon spoke, and in a voice so deep that the ground trembled with every word, but so dark and gritty it caused the accountant’s spine to tremble with each of the demon’s breaths. “If you so wish, then I can put you back on Earth, but you must first, give me your soul.” The demon paused mid-sentence as if to build tension, which considering this accountant (normally feeling nervous by the sight of anything with sharp edges) was lying in hell standing in front of a 20 foot demon, with hellfire burning his jacket to ash around his torso, was slightly unnecessary. Considering the circumstances, and the fact that he had been described as ‘soulless’ by people before, coupled with the fact that he was too scared to think of the possibility this proposition may be not all it was cracked up to be, he thought that was a pretty good deal, I mean who needed a soul in the Rogue Isles anyway? He accepted this deal with silent enthusiasm, and the demon proceeded to perform the ritual both to claim his soul and to return him to Earth, where he could get some burn ointment. This ritual involved the branding of a tattoo of a misshapen satanic star symbol on his one eye and an animal skull on his torso. The accountant felt odd, as if he was leaving a part of himself behind. He thought that this must be the sensation of parting with one’s soul. He was wrong however, as this was the sensation of parting with one’s self. His pitiful life ended there, his body and soul serving only as a vessel for the demon’s ascension to Earth…


The demon, the Torment, whose now human body had grown much torso hair, but retained the slick hair and designer stubble of his vessel, awoke in a cell in what appeared to be a high-security American prison, but this mattered not to the hell spawn creature, as he put his hands on two of the bars to his one man cell, and pulled the bars apart with the ease of a man moulding clay then stepped through. One of the prison’s correctional officers saw this feat and decided to deal with this strange new one-eyed prisoner, who was oddly not wearing the usual orange jumpsuit of the Ziggurat, the ultra high security prison for the villains of both Paragon and the Rogue Isles. This particular guard was not about to take anything from some prisoner, as just last month he had been struck in the eye by a thorn from the escaped convict known as Wintergreen, meaning he had to take disinfecting eye-drops and wear a patch for some time.
“Hey, you! Get back in your cell!” He shouted running towards the escapee, truncheon in hand and ready to strike. The Torment just stared down this puny excuse for an enemy, and watched as he tried to beat him with a stick, but his futile efforts were blocked by the powers over the netherworld that the demon wielded. Once the Torment’s amusement faded, he struck the guard once in the chin and watched as he flew into the ceiling, breaking it and causing an alarm to go off. The sound of a thousand guards stomping around the prison with conviction for stopping him, and the sound of half the prison rioting around him based on this seemingly small action, brought a small, very quick smirk to the demon’s face as he realised, he was on Earth at last.

Defiant's favourite robot helmeted PvP thermal has finally hit the big 5-0! Übergratz man!

let the MM attack you first. Just stand next to his minions + soon enough he will get bored of waiting + order them to attack you, which is when you lay it all on the MM. Failing that AoE the minions.

It's Grey Devil, but yeah that was fun, harsh but still fun

You should have been there in the evening, that was great fun.

The Gathering ftw.

Mezzes, slows, ganks, all of these are good vs Blaster

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squishy compared to other brutes apart from DA

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So you're not a fan? :-o

Yes! Haha, take that smelly mind/illusion trollers in sirens! Now all we need is +percep for those annoying /dev blasters, though if I had to choose one I would pick the mez resistance, as most /dev blasters are a bit poor.

*Still wants clarity for 28 on Corruptors*

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PBU for Domi's patron plx!

EDIT: Corruptors too while you're at it

Yeah if I wasn't so tired I probably would have gone on to say Fire (even though its probably the best lol), Thorn and its Aim ftw

Oh I thought TF was at 35 lol

Sniper Blast, what the hell is that doing at 35 lol.

Bit of a one-trick-horse though, /energy, and TF leaves you vulnerable. No aim or BU or any dmg buff save for domination either.

/ice is a bit poor in sirens too, adding to my list.

I must agree alot of the time its much easier to attack when they are CMed but I was making a point for all those blunt doms who do no damage in Sirens, like /psi or /nrg

only thing /dev is good at is being annoying in sirens, but against the wrong villains it isn't even that tbh . . .

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Both cases on afk peeps i take? what is the opposite team supposed to be doing while the domi keeps on spamming holds on and on? specially when they can 2shot it.

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Obviously this would happen if the dom were solo, which is probably from which some people get their negative opinions of Dominators from. With a proper team, brutes, thermals, et all, a buffed dom should be able to pull off the number of required holds without getting ganked, and if he cannot, it is because the hero team is much better than the villain team, not because dominators need rewiring.

Ask any tanker/scrapper and most others in Defiant SC atm + they'd say Wintergreen xD


DISCLAIMER: Meant to be light hearted so don't start flames please, ok?

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Seems he's had more than enough to drink already.

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If you're gonna argue, keep it ideological guys . . .

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and I think sonic should be changed so Clarity is lvl 28 instead of 35

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Yes please.

Hopefully The Gathering's Omnipotent team will improve people's opinion of both corruptors and dominators, because contrary to popular belief, when used properly they are good. And no, Doms aren't inferior and do not need a buff like everyone says they do.

Once again, try to CM out of Slows or TK.

Everyone seems to think that just because they have CM means they cannot be held. Enter the Dominator. Keeping his distance, and his target slowed or in TK, especially with appropriate buffs, CM is only a formality to eventual victory.

And BFs could not be burned quicker than against a dominator. (as proven by those who oppose Wintergreen in Base Raids or other PvP )

BFs and CMs are not immunity, only resistance, even when stacked. People thinking this is like giving up trying to attack anyone because the villain team in sirens has two thermals ("oh noes, they have howevermanypercent resistance to my attacks, I may as well just give up", very defeatist )

That is all.

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Thats why the arena is packed to bursting with hero only teams then?

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To be honest the only reason that high level PvP is packed with Heroes is because there are more of them.

Like English football. The Premiership has many foreigners, and the best teams have only a few English players. Does this mean English players are worse than everyone else? No, it just means there are more quality footballers from the rest of the world than there are from England, which makes sense because England's population is like 1/10000 of the world (or give or take a few '0's ).

To sum up, CoH = existed for longer, hence more people with more 50s with whom they are confident in arena on CoH than CoV.

Nukes stun? Since when?