Shimmer_EU

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its going well, altho u forgot to mention u aggroing everything btw GG and where ur apartment ended up being.

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Yes but I did that four times (purely for RP purposes - honest ) and it was getting a little repetitive (oh and I'm lazy )

One thing I wish I'd remembered though was when you said 'Hey, do you own a dark yellow car?' 'Uhh..no' 'Just a second' *Devidose blasts Hellions smashing up a car to smithereens*

P.S. SO sorry Solar


EDIT: Also, sorry for the made-up ending Devidose (In actuality, my PC crashed - but I needed a way to end the story )

Hehe. I never had enough friends at high school to play D&D

Well, my best friend was a DM and played every Monday night, but noone else who came round liked me - so I never went.

Dear Diary,

After I left Freedom Corps, I wandered the city for hours; hopelessly lost; until it began to get dark. I saw thugs dressed in red and black start to fill the alleys and the streetcorners.

I saw a group of them walking towards me; laughing and pushing each other - a little too violently for playfighting. I turned and ran, and, seeing me running, they gave chase.

I sped down the street, their yells following me like vengeful ghosts as I got some distance between us. I tripped over a root between two paving slabs, and I heard the slap of their boots against the pavement getting louder as I tried to pick myself up from the pavement. I turned, seeing them just feet away from me, with the burning glow of the streetlight reflected in their eyes. One of them swung his baseball bat up behind his head. I closed my eyes and covered my head with my hands, ready for the blow.

It didn't come.

There was a deafening explosion, and I opened my eyes to see them scattered across the pavement, clutching their hands to their chests.

I turned, but the hero who'd obviously caused the explosion was already running away.

"Wait!" I called after him. "Where are you goi-" I turned the corner and my jaw dropped in amazement. There were dozens of heroes sitting beneath a huge statue, talking and laughing.

I walked softly up to them and turned to a guy dressed in blue and red.

"Hi! My name's Shimmery" I smiled.

"I'm Solar Flare" He replied.

We chatted a little, until a man dressed all in black with two robotic hands stepped over to us. One of the hands only extended to his elbow, while the other was affixed at his shoulder. Solar greeted him and asked about his 'accident' I smiled awkwardly, and asked if he was alright.

"Yes I'm FINE" He replied, sarcastically; before walking off.

"Will he be alright?" I turned to Solar.

"I don't know..." He began to tell me about the accident, I listened intently; then jumped back.

"Wha-what's that??" I said, as I saw shadow's moving behind him.

"Damn it! How can you see me?" A disembodied voice said.

"Ah Devi, I can tell it's you from your cologne" Solar laughed. The shadows moved some more, then settled into a solid shape.

"Hi, I'm Shimmery" I said, smiling.

"I'm Devidose" he replied, noticing me staring at him, openmouthed.

"You.. you're on fire!"

"Yeah" He explained that he was always on fire; and that his brother and his friend Genergy had built some suits to contain it. We sat and talked for a while, and he told me how he'd been sent here for testing after incinerating his room. All of a sudden, he disappeared.

I sat by myself, awkwardly. A girl walked up to me. "Are you alright?"

"Uhm, I don't know where Devidose went..."

She smiled. "He'll probably be back soon, I'm Alpha Stryke. Oh, there he is." She waved at a man clad in blue, white and red with a lion on his chest. "That's Brit-man, my ex."

"Oh, uh.. isn't that awkward..."

They laughed. "No we fight crime together all the time." I smiled and heard a noise just behind me. I turned to see Devidose.

"Woah, sorry! The mediport system recalled me to the base! I'm not sure why - it seems to be working fine!"

Alpha Stryke and Brit-man left; and I spoke more with Devidose for a while. "Uhh.. Devidose.." I asked softly. "Uhm, uhh.. do you think you could show me my apartment..? I don't know where it is..." He looked at my ID.

"Is that all you had when you woke up?"

"Uhm, no.. I had this notebook.." I handed it to him.

"Mind if I run a scan on it?" He asked, staring at the logo curiously. I nodded, and he passed some gadget over the front of the notebook. A few seconds later, his eyes widened.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, nervously.

"No.. no.. It's fine.. just something I heard over the comm, it's nothing...Really..." He smiled unconvincingly. "I'll show you to your apartment now."

He ran off, a little ahead of me. I struggled to keep pace with him. He kept having to pause so I could catch up. "I'm sorry, it's a side-effect of my fast metabolism..." He explained.

He ran through an alley, and as I tried to catch up I didn't see which way he turned. I looked around, then saw a dark shape in the shadows.

"There you are." My smile melted away as I saw the glint in the thugs eye, as three of his buddies also walked out from the shadows. I screamed. They all pulled out their guns. Devidose came speeding round the corner. "Shimmery! Get back!" He cried. I edged back, covering my face with my hands. He crouched, and the alley exploded in flames.

"Are you.. okay..?" He panted, breathlessly.

"Yeah.. I'm.. I'm sorry." I apologised tearfully. He crouched, with his hands on his knees; breathing heavily. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah.." He said, hyperventilating. "When I do that.. I just.." I patted him on the back. "I'll be alright. I just need to rest for a second." He kneeled down on the alley floor for a minute.

"That's better. Okay, your apartment should be just around the corner." He showed me to a tall building.

"Uhm.. Devidose.. this isn't the apartment I was picked up from this morning... Are you sure you read the address right?" He looked at it again. "I recognise that street down there!" I said, as he pored over it.

"You're right, it is over there." He walked me to my front door.

I kissed him on the cheek shyly. "Thankyou for showing me to my apartment Devidose."

He blushed awkwardly. "Uhmm.. I wouldn't want to be doing that if I were you.. I mean, if I didn't have this mask on.."

I stared at my feet, blushing "Oh.. I'm sorry.. I.."

He interrupted "No, it's okay.." he replied awkwardly "I guess.. I'm just not used to human contact is all.."

I sighed sadly. "I don't know what I'm used to. Goodnight Devidose"

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looking forward to the future exploits of the noob, er... i mean hero Shimmer

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Pfff - I'll find something to kick your [censored] at

Maybe...

I dinged.. uh.. 2.. by completing the tutorial

Beat that!

Dear Diary,

I finished helping the Paragon City Police Department with the Outbreak; and a hero called Coyote (who was involved in the investigation with the police) offered to take me to Atlas Park or Galaxy City. Of course, I had never heard of either of them... but I chose Galaxy City. I liked the way it sounded.

He took me to an apartment and told me it was mine.

"New Hero housing," he said, seeing the surprise upon my face, "there are Heroes living all over the City, but they tend to move onwards to different areas - where the trouble is."

"But... but... why are you giving me this... for nothing?"

"Oh it's not for nothing. When you become more familiar with Paragon City, you'll understand why we provide heroes with such 'benefits'"

I looked back at him blankly.

"Anyway, get a good's night sleep - and I'll take you to see Back Alley Brawler tomorrow - he's the trainer in Galaxy City"



So, at 8am this morning I was woken by the sun streaming through my windows; and a few seconds later, a sharp knock at the door. I was still in my suit... I hadn't thought to take it off.

I rolled out of bed, and brushed my hair back from my eyes.

"Hello! You awake?"

I walked over and opened the door.

"Time to go see Back Alley Brawler, and Caitlin Murray asked for you to stop by."

"Uhh... okay..."

We arrived at the bottom of the steps to the Freedom Corps headquarters 15 minutes later. I stepped out of the car and he smiled as he drove off.

I walked up the steps, and Back Alley Brawler smiled as I approached.

"Hi, what can I do for you? I'm the trainer for Galaxy City, Michael White."

He chatted to me a bit more, and gave me a note to show to Caitlin Murray.

"She's the expert in technology, she'll know exactly how to modify your suit. I hope this helps."

I saw a few heroes milling around behind me, and knew it was time to leave. I thanked him, and saw him smile at them too as they approached.

I walked down the main stairs into the basement of the Freedom Corps Headquarters; and wandered up to an office. D.A.T.A, read the sign. Department of Advanced Technology Application. It seemed like I was in the right place.

A woman looked up as I walked in.

"Are you Caitlin Murray?"

"Yes"

"Hi, I'm Shimmery..." Her face bore no signs of recognition. "Uhh.. Back Alley Brawler sent me.."

"Ah!" Her face lit up and she took the piece of paper that hung limply from my hand. "What do we have here then?" She stared at it and nodded. "Okay, firstly, do you know how your suit works?"

I shook my head.

"Well, it draws in moisture from the air; which is chilled inside the gloves. The chilled water is then rapidly frozen as it is propelled out of the gloves. I know you've been using the buttons on the outside of the gloves, however I'm certain there will be triggers on the inside of them... Can you take off your gloves please?"

I took them off and passed them to her, and she pointed one of them into a waste-basket and slipped one of her hands into it. Suddenly a bolt of ice shot against the rim of the bin.

"As I suspected, the bolt is activated by a simple finger combination." She showed me how to activate the bolts from within the gloves, and showed me how to blast a wide cone of ice with both by using both my gloves at once. "I'll deactivate the buttons on the outside..." She picked up a pair of pliers and snipped some wires beneath the two buttons. "And I assume you're powerless, aside from the suit?" I nodded. "Well, here's a little something; but I'll need it when you're a bit more powerful." She handed me a tazer. "Okay, we're done here! I'll let you explore the neighbourhood a bit!"

Dear Diary,

Well, Officer Flint refused to speak to me - he told me he was too busy, and that I needed to speak to Officer Parks. He was a bit friendlier, and told me to practise using my powers on the 'deactivated Rikta drones' or something. I asked him what he meant...

"My powers?"

He looked back at me oddly. "Yeah, your powers... It says here you're a blaster."

"Yeah I tried to ask Officer Flint, what is that?"

His jaw dropped open. "You.. don't know what a blaster is...?"

"No... Actually, I woke up to see someone pushing me out of a van... and all I had was this ID card and a notebook with this weird logo on it..."

His eyes widened as he looked down at the notebook. "Well, uhm, I think you should speak to Professor Hoffman..."

I looked back at him incredolously, to see if there was anything on his face to tell me why he was ignoring all this; but he had already turned away. I walked over to Professor Hoffman, still in shock.

He gruffly told me a few ways of distinguishing how powerful thugs are; then passed me on to Lietenant MacReady.

I was glad to see him! He actually greeted me by saying "So you're Shimmery, eh? Well I've been told you need to learn a think or two about combat."

Thank God.

"So you have no idea what your powers are, huh?" I nodded. "Hold out your arm." I did, and he smiled and leaned over and pressed a button at my right wrist. A bolt of ice suddenly shot out of my glove and hit one of the drones behind me.

I began to open my mouth to gasp, but before I could take another breath, he had reached over and lifted up my other hand; pointed it at the ground around another drone, and touched a button on my other glove. A bolt of ice shot out of my left hand, and formed blistering splinters around the bottom of the drone.

Before I could find some words to speak, he smiled and said "I think Officer Parks will want to see you again now."

Before I could even say Hello, he said "Go defeat two thugs." and sent me on my way.

Openmouthed, I walked slowly in the direction he pointed me too. The neighbourhood wasn't looking so good anymore; there were things on fire, and thugs fighting one another. It was a mess of tar, and cars ablaze. There were broken windows. I hoped noone was in those buildings.

I walked towards two thugs. One of them screamed. "I can't take it anymore!!!" He was clearly deranged. I watched him stand and fight the other.

Suddenly they turned and looked right at me. One of them picked up a stone and threw it at me. I flinched. What was I supposed to do? The other pulled out a gun from his back pocket. Oh my god, I thought. Without thinking, I hit the button on my right glove and shot a bolt of ice right into his chest. He clutched his chest, staring, then raised his gun. He thumbed the trigger, but before he could pull it back; I shot at the ground the way Lietenant MacReady had shown me. Icicles sprung from the ground and clung to his legs. He fell to the ground.

I had almost forgotten about the one who'd been throwing stones; until I realised he was just feet away from me, with a rusty crowbar raised above his head. He pulled it back, ready to swing; when a bolt of Ice seared into his skin. I sprang back; blasting him once more. (I was beginning to understand why my ID card referred to me as a blaster!) He too fell to the ground.

It was then I noticed the first thug had disappeared; I stared down at the spot where he'd fell for a moment; when I noticed the second thug had disappeared too.

I caught my breath.

This seems like a weird place.

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((Yay Shimmer(ry)'s diary is back! I was hooked before, and I imagine I'm gonna be hooked again!))

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Thanks!

Dear Diary,

I woke up this morning when I was tossed out of a white van... I don't remember anything. All I have are the clothes on my back (or rather, some sort of costume thing...), a notebook and pen, and an ID card which says my name is Shimmery, that my 'origin' is Technology, and that I'm a blaster... whatever that is...

I got up, and saw a few other people in weird costumes... dressed like vikings, or warriors, or in spandex... like superheroes or something.

I saw a police officer standing around, busy writing in a notebook; so I walked up to him to tell him what had happened... but before I could get a word out of my mouth he was telling me that some thugs had accidentally taken an experimental drug, and that he was glad to have me there to help out! Before I could interrupt he'd given me a sample of the drug and told me to take it to Doctor Miller outside the hospital!

He hurried me off, so I figured I should just do what he asked, then mention it when I came back. It seemed a safe enough neighbourhood, and I couldn't see any of these thugs that he was talking about; so I ran over to the hospital and dropped it off.

Doctor Miller thanked me, and told me to read the placard outside the hospital. It mentioned this thing called the 'Medicom patch', apparently it can teleport heroes to hospital if it senses they are very badly hurt. I asked him what he meant by 'heroes' and he just laughed and told me he had to analyse the sample.

I don't understand any of this! Anyway, I'd better go back to Officer Flint and see if I can find out what's going on...

Take Force Bolt instead of Xray Beam. It can get squishys out of trouble by knocking melee fighters (ie Trolls, Family) away from them so it's good if you're going for the all support based idea

Yeah; my first char was an En/En and knockback isn't THAT bad but it could knock back a lot of enemies from his toggle-debuff and tar patch.

I think that could work very well together; however.. maybe NOT take tar patch (knockback could knock them off it)

I'm tired and it's too late to remember the other dark primaries - but try to avoid things that rely on them being bundled in a group indefinitely; because knockback will more than likely knock them away.

It was penny arcade. I have that shirt

And I was killed by assasin's strike in mid-superjump - if that's standing around..

He is a perfectly good PvP player. We both won 3 matches in S4 with our supergroup team.

And yes, obviously I'm bad at PvP against Villains.. I mean, I got one-shotted and had no opportunity to fight back. Never mind the villains whom I had an opportunity to fight (and defeated), they don't count in petty-insults world

Yes Jackhobo, because having the same secondary means your builds are the same. And if anyone disagrees with you they must be a bad player.

I do very well at PvP against a single other hero; regardless of their archetype. I do okay in team vs. team too. As we've said already, we don't care if we're fantastic at PvP; all we want is not to be one-shotted without hope of survival when we're just trying to have a laugh by fighting 'bad guys'.

I did not say they could one-shot 'whoever they want' at no risk; however they can one-shot controllers and defenders at no risk. Unstealth. One-shot. Stealth.

And I was clear minded the entire time; and as I have already pointed out a multitude of times, while there are inspirations and temporary powers - we should not have to rely on that to make the game balanced.

Aim was on. I was standing well within range.

It did not work.

And Jackhobo, I'd appreciate if you'd refrain from saying I'm 'inept at PvP' considering that I killed a couple of people in the rare moments when I wasn't being one-shotted; wasn't killed by any other archetype other than the one-shotting stalkers; and held my own with a different character during S4. It's a rather immature thing to say based on the fact that I'm simply trying to bring up an imbalance in gameplay.

My point was that Inspirations, Temporary powers etc should not HAVE to be used; because it is unfair for them to have such a huge natural advantage. If there was any way to select them if you saw their partially-invisible form, fair enough.

It's fair enough for teams to work together; for instance, it could be said that controllers have an advantage - however their low damage only gives them an advantage when they work in a team; there are obvious ways to counter that too, such as clear mind; and the ability to fight back.

However, having a character be able to one-shot you with no risk to himself is not balanced.

I have already said that the PbAoEs and AoEs do NOT work.

I did not say that inspirations were complete revamps to a build.

And I find it interesting that I've constantly been told that there are ways to counteract this yet not been told a single way.

Tell me exactly how to prepare against a stalker.

Without buying inspirations, without adding stealth or invisibility or other complete revamps to your build - just using your archetypes powers as they use theirs?

There is no way to counter these attacks for Defenders or Controllers or are you too stupid to see that??

What 'neccessary' measures would you suggest in a battle if you need to stand still for a moment?

And yes, because PvP is imbalanced the answer is to not play it.

PbAoEs did not effect them. I used Irradiate and Choking Cloud - no effect.

And our TEAM didn't get ganked. Our defender and controllers were constantly oneshotted.

Oh for gods sake.

If I had been killed by another player; I would think 'Damn, he beat me because ileghwlgth' and work on my tactics.

If a few players ganged up on me I would think, oh well, I tried my best, can't do anything about that.

But to be one-shotted with no chance?

And NO there is no way to react fast enough. You're standing there - then you're dead.

Why should I have to buy inspirations to make the game fair?

(And a 'very very thinly veiled moan about losing in Pvp'? Grow up.)

1. Even if they can be killed easily, whats the point if they are stealthed, one-shot you, then stealth again?

2. Name ANY way to counter stealth; without getting new powers. I don't have a respec - and I don't see why I should have to change my powers because of such a massive imbalance in PvP.


When I wasn't being ganked by Stalkers, PvP was a lot of fun - I did quite well; got ganged up on occasionally, but it was a laugh. It was a fair fight.

It's a shame it had to be ruined by constant one-shotting.