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Thread: SOLO Big Game Hunting Lodge- Come on in.
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Bloodshead
Thu Aug 26, 2004 1:24 am
#1
There i was, the horrifying beast intimidating even through a computer screen, I took a few steps closer to it, I had recently popped a muon and was ready to charge it, shot after shot, we came charging at eachother, it was like braveheart, we ran closer and closer till i came across my prey, i saw that terror look in his face, it was as if he was scared too.
"Wha.... wha do you want from me????"
"You KNOW what i want."
" no.... no.... NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Yes thats right, where's the hidden imperial ice cream bunker!!!!!"
"Ill never tell u!!!!"
"Very well then, ill have to put u through the most horrendous torture known to man....."
"So you like donuts eh...? WELL Have all the donuts in the world!!!!!!!!!"
A simple story of a man named Homer Simpson defending his freezer full of ice cream
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Sitorikku
Thu Aug 26, 2004 12:26 pm
#2
Name says a good deal. Give us your story, what the animal/NPC was, what weapon was used, what special/special combo you used,how long it took,and of course every1s favorite part... THE LOOT. Be sure to make it dramatic/funnyand note if it was your biggest kill to date. Discuss.
DrekkarStorm
Thu Aug 26, 2004 12:33 pm
#3
There I was, all by myself, my group gone. They had all either died and decided to flee. But not I. I alone would stand up against this terrible creature. Now, I was no expert, but regardlessI knew what it was that I had to hunt...whatI had to kill.
I started off with my trusty rifle and fired a few volleys. The shots seemed to bounce of the beast. But I was persistant. I spammed many specials, many of which did nothing against it. A particularly savage blow had me incapped, but luckily I was able to recover and heal myself before the beast slew me. About 10 minutes later, after hundreds of shots had be fired and much blood was spilled (most of which was mine), I had my trophy. It was.........the most terrible durni I had ever fought.
Khyron42
Thu Aug 26, 2004 3:14 pm
#4
In the beginning, there were three of us.A squad leader andmy friendwere carrying pistols meant for city fighting, but I was holding my favorite spraystick - pretty inconspicuous should an Imperial turn his eye in my direction, but still able to drop most things before they could even see me. We had wandered into the Agrilat swamp following rumors of big game right near the edges. Nothing had prepared me for what I saw.
There were four of the largest Humbabas I had ever run across. The squad leader called them "Savages", and I agreed completely. You could tell that they wouldn't put up with any hassle.
I had masked my scent before we ventured into the area; while we were still upwind of them the others did as well, and I touched it up a bit just to be safe. Then, at a signal from our leader, we moved in to try our luck.
The pistol fighters charged forward towhere they could actuallyhit the barn-sized critterwhile I got settled in for some long-range sniping. Being young and foolish was their job; I was here to kill things. Of course, the fools had all four of them chasing us before I had fired more than three shots into the chosen target. We scattered to the winds, with two after the pistoleer and one each for the leader and I. The pistoleer got the one that was wounded, leaving me facing a fully healthy and enraged bull.
I ran as fast as I could, butthere's no substitute for ten-foot legs to cover distance. When I gave up on fleeing and turned to try for a lucky shot, he ran me down before I could raise my weapon. My last thought was that he really needed to get out of the swamps; if the muck on the bottom of his foot was any indication of the foraging around here, he wouldn't be fat and healthy for long.
I must have only been unconcious for about two minutes, but when I came to he was about 40 meters away and peacefully laying around. I think he must have accidently knocked me sideways and gotten confused about where I dissappeared to; something that big's gotta have some problems tracking little things, like people and AT-STs. I thanked my lucky stars and laid low while I waiting for my head to stop spinning. Being trampled by a muck-covered meal for 500 sure beat being it's dinner.
I'd spent the last few years developing a certain contempt for those who lack the skill or patience to be a sniper, but usually I'm willing to accept whatever help I can get in taking down the big game. This time, though, a major revelation finally struck me: If I hadn't been with those two buckaroos, I would probably have been better off. I decided to risk everything on testing my theory. After all, if this guy was still alive when they ran screaming through the area, I wouldn't be in much condition to help.
I was already at a good range, and laying as still and quiet as I could. The savage wasn't going to hear or smell anything to tip him off to which way the shots were coming from. I took a swig of spiced tea from my canteen and raised the spraystick just enough to get a clean line on his head, and opened fire.
I pegged him so hard with the first two shots that I'm surprised he could still stand, let alone move; he was questing about blindly to figure out what was going on. I missed once, but continued to fire as fast as I could aim. After six shots and four hits, he must have seen my muzzle flash or something and charged the motion; his brain was pretty battered by then and I doubt he connected the flash with the damage he was taking. As he closed the distance, I jumped out of my now useless cover and started backpedaling, firing as I went.
I was about ready to jump out of the way again when I got a nasty surprise; this time he was really mad, and had a secret weapon for dealing with real threats. He skidded to a halt a dozen meters away and paused for a moment. I took the oppurtunity to put another shot between his eyes. That's when he spit at me - the foulest, most corrosive liquid I've ever seen outside a cantina. There were solid bits in it, too, that punched right through my leathers and hurt like hell.
I couldn't take very much of that, and he was gettinganother wad ready for me. Ifocused through thepain and sawthathis head was a mess, with shattered spots in his skull and blood everywhere. I focused my fire on one of the worst spots and pulled the trigger. Another miss! I must have been hurt worse than I thought, but steadied myself and got a good hit in. He stumbled a bit but spat at me again just as I sank another shot into his brainpan.
After I watched his spit go over my head, I realized that he wasn't paying any attention to me anymore. I watched the behemoth stand there for a couple worried breaths, ready to fire at the least twitch. I nearly died of fright when the mighty beast gave a bellow, then began to fall over. It seemed to take a minute or more, but couldn't have been more than a few seconds; I was holding my breath. It smashed into the ground so hard that everything shook, and I was knocked from my feet.
Once I got back up, I cautiously approached it and took a good look at the creature. Truly a magnificent trophy, but there's no way I can move it anywhere. The swamp was already starting to swallow it up; I took the time to gather some of the better parts of the hide, then headed over here.
Anybody know of 500 hungry people who are willing to bring campfire wood to the swamp? 
LiakyK
Thu Aug 26, 2004 8:24 pm
#5
This Dwarf Nuna kicked my ass even thoughI had my T21 on and Im a master riflemen...
Hard to hit them small things before they get close enough to violate me 
I would have made an awsome story but im to lazy to do it so I got to the point 
Sitorikku
Fri Aug 27, 2004 12:24 pm
#6
Surprised no ones gone on about the Mutant Savage Noxious RabidGiant Dwarf Nuna that resides 230 feet below Mos Eisley. Then followed by an encounterwith the rare and elusive Tusken Migit Stripper (I want that to be the last thing you think about before you fall asleep tonight)
Bloodshead
Fri Aug 27, 2004 2:05 pm
#7
None has fought the elusive, massive terrifying fiend, fire breathing, one eyed, giant gubber???? I remeber that horrifying beast, residing in his cave 700m from coronet, just remeber when you hear this spam, Massive resource vendor 700m from coronet restocked daily! Turn the other way and RUN!!!!
Malgg
Fri Aug 27, 2004 4:49 pm
#8
I was on Dantooine hunting lairs before getting Master Rifleman and I saw a Dark Force Adept.
I lay down and started to hit it with Conceal Shot with my T-21, taking a long time due to the 80% resists. I was whittling it down slowly, running away when it saw me once, when it got a random bleed, and when some guy on a speeder came through and aggroed it and it saw me again (I yelled so much my wife came into the room to find out what was wrong )
)After about 45 minutes I took it down, got an unexpectedly-low 4500 xp, and NO LOOT!
PsychoticChipmunk
Fri Aug 27, 2004 5:00 pm
#9
Back oh before you were made I was working my way around Corellia trying to work on my rifling skills when, from out of nowhere, a butterfly was upon me. I threw everything I had at it but the lowsy bugger incapped me in 2 hits then just as quickly disappeared. I thanked my lucky stars it didn't try to finish me and from that day until I became a master I was always on the balls of my feet just incase I had a second encounter with that demon beast.
Bloodshead
Fri Aug 27, 2004 5:28 pm
#10
Malgg wrote:
I was on Dantooine hunting lairs before getting Master Rifleman and I saw a Dark Force Adept.
I lay down and started to hit it with Conceal Shot with my T-21, taking a long time due to the 80% resists. I was whittling it down slowly, running away when it saw me once, when it got a random bleed, and when some guy on a speeder came through and aggroed it and it saw me again (I yelled so much my wife came into the room to find out what was wrong
After about 45 minutes I took it down, got an unexpectedly-low 4500 xp, and NO LOOT!
nice....
Nevaryn
Tue Aug 31, 2004 8:29 am
#11
Desiring to do some work for Jabba the Hut on Tattooine I had to first, of course, prove my resolve by killing some of Jabba's enemies. I took a mission to killing some of Valarian's infamous enforcers and followed my mission waypoint to the location of their small encampment.
They had not spotted me, so I went prone at a sweet 61M out. Using Concealshot I picked the 4 of them off one at a time without them so much as even flinching in my direction. Confident of my victory I pulled out my pistol and walked towards the camp to loot the bodies and destroy their marker.
Just as the ecampment began to smoke from my pistol fire, something odd occurred; my action pool dropped by 234 points. As another 230points emptied out the pool I paused in my firing, confused and feeling drained. I quick glance at my radar showed no signs of quarry within 180M, but a third drain on my action pool sent me a message alerting me that an Aqualish Female had incapacited me.
I came to a couple of minutes later, still dazed and confused, but aware that there was an alien amonst me that had somehow eluded my radar. Using my ranger skills I searched the area for signs of both animals and people alike but several checks assured me that there was neither within 500m of my position.
Once again I began my assault on the smoking remains of Valarian's meagre encampment only to recieve another devasting strike to my action. Panicking I ran away from the encampent only to be struck again by the unseen, untrackable foe and was incapacited by the same Aqualish female.
After regaining consciousness a second time I pulled out to a good distance and set up camp, deciding that perhaps this invisible woman needed some time to cool off and that she may disappear for good. After 10 minutes of rest I returned to the sight of this super-villain and would take no chances this time. Using my ranger abilities I applied a camoflage tailor made to the desert environment of Tattooine and again took my sweet spot position of 61m from the encampment. One single concealed shot send debris from the encampment flying into the air.
The mission was over, but the invisible Aqualish female was not done with me yet. No amount of camoflage or concealshot could hide me from her invisible gaze as she had enough of me and slew me on the spot.
As a side note. I've recieved no word from CSR after placing several bug reports on this matter
Moral of the Story - Hell hath no wraith like an invisible Aqualish woman scorned.
takiana
Tue Aug 31, 2004 9:56 am
#12
Hunting avian meet on lok for the docs in my guild last week and also the leathery hide which was very nice for my armor smith
when Iembarked upon a fatefull mission to "Make a little girl happy" I arrived at the way point to find the most enormous lizzard doing my job for me. The raveging perleks having decided to bed down with an unamused Giant Dune Kimogilla were being eaten right before my eyes. The cocky well buffed,well armoredrifleman that I am I decide to hammer the big boy while he was busy with the silly perleks. I must have shot thatfat geckobetween the eyes fifty timesand then just when I least exspected it.. he flew at me
like the fat summu wrester in Street fighter. Suckered me with the old one, two..knock down and desease. I flew away like a twittering lark flushing and flurrying to throw him off. I hopped on my speeder and ran behind a hill to catch my breath eat a snack and have a stiff drink. Fortified and invigorated and horribly diseased I sneak back over to find a sniping spot, plink, plink the T-21
fizzes through his skull he is about half dead and I am feal pretty good. Tick the wilting disease is killing me slowly.
What the h3ll wasI thinking "master rifleman" this is the biggest lizzard on the planet an I am taking it on myself. Thats when it hit me..the Kimo that is with a woosh and a blam.. close to death I pump stim after stim into mysef while running for my bike. Hopping on the swoop I hightail it out of there dragging the beast through some tasty snorbals. All the while mayday mayday... any guild member on or near LOK please head to kimo town to help. On man headed the call, the rest "pfftt" said that it did not drop avian meat they could not be bothered. Shoju rode in bradishing a huge two handed sword and layed into that thing giving me the change to land shot after shot into the critters head... these odds are getting better. Finnally it fell dead and there was a lot of healing to be done. Oh and sadly we had destroyed the prescious scales durring the fight as there were none left to take home forthearmor smith!!
I know more know and have nearly mastered Unarmed Combat with my teras kasi mentor and am looking forward to my next encounter with a beast like that.
Zaax
Wed Sep 01, 2004 1:44 am
#13
takiana wrote:
I know more know and have nearly mastered Unarmed Combat with my teras kasi mentor and am looking forward to my next encounter with a beast like that.
i TKM i know has made it his hobby to solo GDK routinly. he has no doc, no medic.
oh and to stay on topic, as MRM, i am still very new, but i love when NS protecters (or whatever ones dont have the 100% resist , i think they were protecters)after i start shooting from 64m away,come tumbling dead at my feet, just in range for me to loot them....
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