Creature Handler Archive
Thread: My deepest sympathies and a farewell tale
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Keatsnam
Thu Nov 03, 2005 7:50 am
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You deserved better.
When the early details on this game first started coming out, the two professions that intrigued me were Ranger, Smuggler, and CH. Knowing that the game was designed for only a handful of Jedi per server, I never even considered that as a goal. When I got mauled by a Great Plains Stalker along the river banks outside of Coronet, I knew what my endgame was. I had just enough time to say, "What's that red dot?" before the vicious cat darted from meters away and, with a flurry of claws and teeth, sent me to the cloner .
I'd get a knot in my stomach when, as a mid-level CH, I'd stumble across one and know I lacked the skills to tame it. After weathering the Great CH Nerf, and grinding my way to master, I spent months in the Riverlands searching for my Great Plains Stalkers. I wanted to tame one, not for revenge, but out of respect.
Even as a Force Sensitive, I didn't bother with the Village. I spent my time alone in the wild. The day I finally found a GPS kitten was one of the most satisfying times in the game. My heart raced as I watched the chat bubbles, waiting for the cat to turn on me. When I finally earned its trust, I knew I'd completed my SWG destiny.
With two master CH characters and little else to do in the game, I began going to the Village. I started doing what I swore I never would do: grind. Then the CU came and my disgust at how our year and a half of crippled skills was rewarded caused me to make the difficult decision to drop CH once and for all.
Although I was still somewhat insulted when the powers that be introduced an entirely new pet system within months of the CU, I had hopes that the profession was at least getting some love. I expected that some day I'd return to the two professions I loved most - CH and Ranger.
Just a few months ago, I stepped outside the door of my house across the river from the player city of Tor Vella. I noticed a red dot on my radar. For some reason, I was compelled to see what was on the opposite side of the building.
One of the noble creatures I had tracked and stalked for months was practically sitting on my porch.
Instead of tearing me apart, it sat blinking at me. I hardly knew this breed of cat. I instinctively stabbed at my Maskscent button. But in the post-cu candy-colored button confusuion, I hit concusion shot. I was horrified as a few short blasts from my pistol knocked the stalker to half its health.
I managed to break off combat without killing the GPS and get my mask up. I walked up and petted it for a while. The breed may have changed, but I still respected what it was.
After playing with it for a bit, I went on my way, marvelling at the irony that the source of my obsession came to rest at my doorstep and feeling somewhat sad that the once mighty GPS could so easily be approached and hurt.
The next day I unlocked my Jedi slot. I knew that the game I was playing was no longer the game I had purchased.
Just a few days ago, another GPS greeted me when I walked out of my house. And out of nowhere comes this radical announcement. Considering the amount of time it takes for simple bug fixes, and seeing that changes are being pushed out by 11/15, this move has been in the works a long time. The party line, the new CH system, the CH quests all seem disingenuous.
Even though I haven't participated a lot, this forum (along with Ranger) were the places I felt at home, even after dropping the professions. The community has been great to know and our correspondents have done a great job. I'm sorry that you got blindsided this way. Thanks everyone and best wishes.
When the early details on this game first started coming out, the two professions that intrigued me were Ranger, Smuggler, and CH. Knowing that the game was designed for only a handful of Jedi per server, I never even considered that as a goal. When I got mauled by a Great Plains Stalker along the river banks outside of Coronet, I knew what my endgame was. I had just enough time to say, "What's that red dot?" before the vicious cat darted from meters away and, with a flurry of claws and teeth, sent me to the cloner .
I'd get a knot in my stomach when, as a mid-level CH, I'd stumble across one and know I lacked the skills to tame it. After weathering the Great CH Nerf, and grinding my way to master, I spent months in the Riverlands searching for my Great Plains Stalkers. I wanted to tame one, not for revenge, but out of respect.
Even as a Force Sensitive, I didn't bother with the Village. I spent my time alone in the wild. The day I finally found a GPS kitten was one of the most satisfying times in the game. My heart raced as I watched the chat bubbles, waiting for the cat to turn on me. When I finally earned its trust, I knew I'd completed my SWG destiny.
With two master CH characters and little else to do in the game, I began going to the Village. I started doing what I swore I never would do: grind. Then the CU came and my disgust at how our year and a half of crippled skills was rewarded caused me to make the difficult decision to drop CH once and for all.
Although I was still somewhat insulted when the powers that be introduced an entirely new pet system within months of the CU, I had hopes that the profession was at least getting some love. I expected that some day I'd return to the two professions I loved most - CH and Ranger.
Just a few months ago, I stepped outside the door of my house across the river from the player city of Tor Vella. I noticed a red dot on my radar. For some reason, I was compelled to see what was on the opposite side of the building.
One of the noble creatures I had tracked and stalked for months was practically sitting on my porch.
Instead of tearing me apart, it sat blinking at me. I hardly knew this breed of cat. I instinctively stabbed at my Maskscent button. But in the post-cu candy-colored button confusuion, I hit concusion shot. I was horrified as a few short blasts from my pistol knocked the stalker to half its health.
I managed to break off combat without killing the GPS and get my mask up. I walked up and petted it for a while. The breed may have changed, but I still respected what it was.
After playing with it for a bit, I went on my way, marvelling at the irony that the source of my obsession came to rest at my doorstep and feeling somewhat sad that the once mighty GPS could so easily be approached and hurt.
The next day I unlocked my Jedi slot. I knew that the game I was playing was no longer the game I had purchased.
Just a few days ago, another GPS greeted me when I walked out of my house. And out of nowhere comes this radical announcement. Considering the amount of time it takes for simple bug fixes, and seeing that changes are being pushed out by 11/15, this move has been in the works a long time. The party line, the new CH system, the CH quests all seem disingenuous.
Even though I haven't participated a lot, this forum (along with Ranger) were the places I felt at home, even after dropping the professions. The community has been great to know and our correspondents have done a great job. I'm sorry that you got blindsided this way. Thanks everyone and best wishes.
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