Friday, October 12, 2012

Borderlands 2: The Wasteland

It is pretty obvious to me that everyone playing Borderlands 2 is better at it than I am, or else they’re grinding through it at an incredible rate for no apparent reason. Every RPG or MMORPG has these people who have an insatiable desire to shell out their hard earned money for a game and then max their level in the shortest time possible. The record for Borderlands 2 is apparently 14 hours or so. Personally, I don’t even understand those people. It’s not like it’s a game like Galaga, where all you’re doing is shooting an endless swarm of bad guys. You’re supposed to explore, look for loot, and expand the plot.

The Mechamancer expansion character only dropped a couple of days ago, and last night I was already running with a level 25. They dropped in on my open party, and I had not fucking clue what was going on. I was firing away at a swarm of robots, and there was no way to distinguish one from another in the firefight.

When people drop in unannounced, and then proceed to barrel through the enemies standing before you on the way to the mission point, without stopping to fight any of those enemies, and leaving you to challenge them alone, I don’t know what to think. Yes, we’re suppose to be looking for the goal, but it’s not football where you’re expected to duck, dive, drip, dodge and duck around them. You’re supposed to fight them head-on. Plus anyone dying has to return to the spawn point and wade through that mess a second, third, or fourth time. I also have no idea what the etiquette on team-healing is either. I’m a run and gunner, but when I see a team mate down, I want to heal them. I also don’t want to die, and if there’s a badass trying to eliminate us both, I don’t know whether it’s better to fight or heal. I usually end up being killed during the process, and not getting a reciprocated heal. It’s like oral sex. 

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