The_Vility 最近的评测

After 60 hours of playing this game I can say, with certainty, That all of the flaws for multiplayer have not improved in the slightest. In fact, it may have gotten even worse. The only difference now, is that aimbotting and autoblocking is becoming the norm on servers and if you leave a report to the devs about issues in the in game report feature, they'll happily ban you for your trouble. Don't purchase this for the multiplayer and wait to purchase it until either feature complete or buy a better game.

Good game, Insane EULA. No, I won't let you into my private home for any reason, Bare Mettle. And forget about me cooking you dinner.

Makes you so sneaky that the enemy can spot you from across the map.

This game is what you need to play if you're into the idea of getting into the mindframe of a narcissistic, vapid, selfie loving female. This game is where it's at and what you need to get there.

This is an honest, no frills review, unbiased, that encompasses the good and bad of Warband. Warband is not a bad rpg it's open ended nature and wide sandbox lends itself well to a world with fun combat, but little of anything else of subtance. You can try to make yourself a king by killing a bunch of brown people in a desert, But like a midget heiling Hitler, that's a little racist. Try to shy away from multiplayer as combat is extremely floaty, with lots of wtf moments. Lag, poor optimization, terrible hit registration, a lack of satisfaction, unrealistic gameplay and stuttering even on a good machine, combined with a netcode that makes you wonder if the devs were on crack when they made the game. All of this together combines to make an otherwise decent game offline, an absolute crapfest in multiplayer and leaves you wondering where you can get some of the drugs the devs are on just to deal with the kinds of stuff the game dishes out. Mods are truly the only thing keeping this game alive and with the autoblockers and aimbots rampant in multiplayer, the game's community quite toxic because lets face it, this is the only game of it's kind still alive. Online they'll all say that they're legit, of course, but try to play this game's multiplayer mode and see if you can truly get a positive KDR and come back here... Alright, see what I mean? Cheaters EVERYWHERE, with absolute junk severs. Fun, right?

Camera, mouse movement and WASD keys are all very disconnected, blocking during combat with the mouse is a chore, needing massive amounts of input on the mouse end in order to get the correct block angle unless you a good trackpad and superman reflexes, lots of adderal, or the aformentioned autoblocker program than can be found in less than 2 minutes on google. On very populated servers, you can often often chamber an attack in one direction, only to swing the opposite way, sometimes striking your teammates. Players with lower ping can very succesfully spam opponents to death with little repercussion and combined with the autoblocker, are all but unbeatable at pings less than 40. Decent gameplay can be found if you stay off of the multiplayer component and can deal with terrible graphics even by 2006 standards. 6/10 if you can get it on sale. Try not to let the lack of gameplay or the cheating community frustrate you.

Here is the story of how I met your savior. I see no reason to suspect my version is any less true then others.
Jesus is Lucifer. Gods first angel. His son. He betrayed his father El of the mountain/YHWH/God and came to earth to offer us another choice. First he took the guise of a serpent and helped Adam and Eve gain knowledge. This made God furious but he couldnt bring himself to punish his "morning star" so he punished us instead. Jesus/Lucifer felt bad about this, so he set out to subvert Gods rule over men.
Lucifer decided to become the ultimate sacrifice and take all of our sins (his punishment that was given to us) onto himself. Since he is immortal he had to become a man. He sent his friend Gabriel to Mary, and told her that she would give birth to the messiah. One who would lead humanity out of sin. Lucifer was then born as Jesus, and he seemed to have a shocking knowledge of the word of God. (A few eons of study will do that for you.) He tried to teach us peace and pacificsm rather then war and murder, but we were too far gone. Jesus came to save us from our sin, and our sinful nature eventually caused us to sacrifice him.
He knew it had to happen this way, but he had to try and sway us with the truth. When he died on the Cross he absored the punishment that was rightfully his. Being an immortal he didnt actually die, but he did experienced a human death. He then took control of his dead human form, and went and told his followers the truth about who he was, and what he had done. This inspired them to spread his word around the world.
God sent a warning to John on the isle of patmos though. He told John of the day of his vengeance. Where the followers of Lucifer would be burned in a lake of fire. A man on a white horse would come down and no one would know his name. Out of his mouth comes a sword with which to strike down the nations. The word of God is his (s)word. He will rid us of the evils of Christ and give us 1000 years of peace, while rapturing his greatest true followers.
In the mean time, God sent his ACTUAL messiah, Muhammad (peace be upon him) to earth. Muhammad spoke the true word of the one and only God. God's new followers reached their peak strength when they attempted to destroy his sons followers in the crusades, but he did not catch his sons armies with their tunics down. Many many wars were fought between the followers of Jesus and the followers of the one true God. Most historians agree that there were no winners to the crusade. Just a violent bloody battle for the heart of man kind. God realized then that his son had become his equal and preceded to try and discredit his sons name in any way he could.
God sent delusions to one of Jesus's followers; an insane german man who thought it was his calling to expunge the world of those that killed his lord and savior. He rounded them up and tried to eradicate them. Jesus beseeched America his favorite country to put a stop to this madness. Jesus stormed normandy with the allied forces and helped put an end to their wicked ways.
God decided that if he couldnt have us no one would. So he created atheist socialist states, that tried to take over the world. Jesus called upon America again to beat back the red russian monster. This is why it is so cold in russia. Gods hatred will never thaw like a giant block of ice. There have been many attempts to destroy the followers of jesus since then, but God will never stop until the events of revelations come true. Not until Jesus is shackled and thrown into a lake of fire. 11/10 would jew again.

As World War II progressed, it was obvious the Allies were going to be defeated. The Axis had been establishing their technological superiority at every turn, Great Britain was occupied by the German forces, and Stalin had been assassinated by German spies. The Soviet Union was broken, it's people scattered and turned into slaves by the tyrannical Führer's orders. The Japanese Empire, having suceeded in it's conquest of the Pacific, now moved it's fleets closer and closer to America itself. As the last Allied nation remaining, it was up to the US to fight, Fight for freedom before surrendering to opression. The joint japanese and german attack on America was brutal and efficient. Most coastal defenses were easily destroyed and, before most people even noticed it, the war was already lost.

But, hope always remains. For a few brave people survived, daring to live for freedom, even under the combined oppression of the Reich and the Japanese Empire. Those few people would keep on preparing, preparing for when they would retake their lands. It was so that, in the mid 50s, news reached the Resistance. News of a Nazi weapon that would ensure the Reich would reign supreme for more than a thousand years. A time machine. A device that could supress a rebellion before it even began. If the world was to ever know freedom, such a machine should never be used by the nazis.

A costly operation, the Resistance had no choice. I must spare you here of the details, but, after many sacrifices, the Resistance seized the schematics for this "Time machine". Some sought to destroy them, but a young scientist saw it's potentials. he made a copy of the schematics, and worked tirelessly day and night in secret. Moving around, on the run from both the opressors and his fellow resistance fighters who believed that machine would doom us all.

Finally, it was done. It was but a simple machine on the outside, and there was no knowing what would happen to one who used it. The young man gathered all his courage. This was something worth risking his life for. If he failed, the world would continue being opressed forever. The Resistance would never defeat the Reich. But this... This was the single hope for mankind's freedom. With a deep breath, he took a step inside the machine, carrying with him all his knowledges and schematics of his timeline's weapons of war.

As he opened his eyes, he saw himself on a familiar place. It was his beloved hometown, once so beautiful, but now destroyed by nazi opression. That man that walked over there with a baby on his arms... Why did it resemble his father so much? The young man ran through the streets, snatching a newspaper from a nearby seller, barely able to contain his happiness. The year was 1931. The war had yet to start. This was his chance. He had a single chance to correct that which went wrong. With his knowledge from the future, he would change the course of the upcoming war.

Through many troubles which I'll spare you, he reached the US Army and convinced it's high command to give him a chance. His knowledge helped the US beyond words could permit. Some schemati the young man drew ended up being stolen, and were years later found to be in the possession of communists, but that was a small price to pay for the advantages that single young man brought to the war effort.

With his knowledges, US and USSR technology were years ahead of their time. They could work on german technology before the technology was even invented in Germany. They could throw planes that would be invented only years after in the war to aid them. And thus, the German war effort of Me 262s was utterly crushed by Sabres. Freedom was achieved thanks to the brave acts of those brave people who dared to defy tyranny even at the risk of their lives.

Valve: We used to make games. Now, we make money.

F to win. No skill needed.

As The Butcher of Blavikin, I'd seen my fair share of death and war. I had ended the lives of those who had once claimed to be amongst the most powerful on the face of the earth.
I was the darkest, innermost fears personified by man, watching, waiting. The storm that crushed ships upon the craggy rocks of the coast, laughing at the fearful eyes of drowning men.

I was death given form. Man, But no mere man. Nay, I was the end to many, A savior to most.

Let me tell you now of the War of the Roses, How the Butcher of Blavikin had fallen from grace.

Fresh from the victory of the battle of Mortimer's Cross and ripe in the knowledge that I had single handedly slain Battle-Mage Baron Mauger of Stormhind, My fair Queen had yet another need for my services. I, The Butcher of Blavikin, Was to take a contingent force of five thousand strong to Bamburg Castle, and hold off the ever advancing and powerful force of the House of Seasons, said thusly, "The Rose", in fear of it getting ever closer to the ultimate Power of Ages. Suffice to say, entire realms were in danger if we were to fail. If they could not be stopped, then all was lost.

In a desperate attempt to stop the fabled Rose of the House of Seasons, I had already absorbed all of Baron Stormhind's Blood-magic after I had executed him. Combined with my already formidble prowess of battle, Lowley men of lesser fortitude and even entire armies would have been laid waste by my hand.

During the battle, many enemies were overcome simply by the magic alone, without ever having to engage in the fight. Things were looking up, But it was not to be.

It, The Rose, was sent by its masters, the Seasons, to end our lives. The small remaing contingent force that remained could do little to stop it, a being of such power, with well over fifty-thousand in its ranks and such skill that entire worlds had been lain in waste before them.
Lesser men would have ran, knowing such atrocities had taken place. We were no such men, for we knew that if we were to fail, All was lost.

After a day of constant fighting, I had finally, dreadfully, met the Rose in battle. A storm had began falling, seemingly out of nowhere with the sky grey as ash.

It looked at me, then attacked. Such skill I had never seen before, A skill that out-matched my own. It bent back with agility and speed with a smirk on its twisted face. It went left, then feinted the right and kicked hard into my ribcage. I went on the offensive, Swinging my sword in a wide arc. The foe stepped back the tiniest bit, eluding the blade and smiled.

In fear, I parried the weaker blows to my right and evaded the the stronger blows to my left. Suddenly, pain. My left arm was useless... I dropped the sword to ready a spell, but not fast enough.

His sword raised in triumph.