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Actually, WaW changed weapons pretty much every map (well, they brought some new in, took some away)
I don't think weapons should change either. Random is more fun, less predictable.
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CoD4 mp > every other CoD mp
No discussion.
WaW would like a word with you...
It was CoD4, but more gritty and WWII. I like both, but WaW just had a bit more.
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You are a genius, my friend. I feel like we need another damned remix, though. Make it more like the Halloween theme, more eerie.
But really though, these ideas are really cool. I liked the whole earth menu in BO2, but this is way better.
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Oh my god, this game....
I HATE this game. I've never actually played it, so it may seem like a case of I just haven't tried it, but there's just so much about it that irks me. All my friends play it, for one. They always seem angry at the game. I have no interest in having to deal with BS anymore. Not to mention, it seems like it's the only game my friends ever play. A game that just looks... kinda boring and samey.
I guess I'm just done with multiplayer games in general, though. At least highly competitive esport types like this and CoD. I don't see the appeal at all. Aside from it being "free," by which I mean eventually you'll have to sell your soul to buy new skins and champions, because you'll have no money left in the end.
This wasn't meant to be hostile to league players btw, I just hate the game and felt like ranting about it for a minute. Have fun, I guess.
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Honestly though, this is a very good thing. Most people I know are burnt out on CoD, and even zombies. Another year will help that. Plus, I don't plan on going next gen until next year, and I want the highest quality zombies.
On the down side, it's gonna be quiet on this site for awhile.
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This definitely looks cool, but not worth the $60 to buy Ghosts plus $15 in DLC. But hey, that's what Youtube's for. experiencing the sights without spending money.
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Chapter 8: No Mourning for the Fallen
It was then that they noticed the box. Not just any, but the box. The one that would keep them alive. They’d seen it before in the bunker, and would surely find use of it if Dempsey’s prediction was in fact correct. Dempsey shook his head. All this death and only now do we find the means to truly survive.
Sanders opened the box and lost more of his energy that he had little of in the first place. He stumbled, but took out his prize. “A .357 Magnum. Not bad at all to me,” he said, chuckling hoarsely. He brought his thoughts to John Banana, whom he knew could not possibly be alive after that onslaught. The speed of them was more ridiculous than usual. Of course, his only comparison was the night before in the bunker. He knew that they got stronger as the waves of them went on, as they didn’t die quite as easily. However, these zombies were still fairly weak, and thus his new thought was that they were just able to adapt in some ways to their environment. Given the close-quarters, rushing could lead then to a swift victory.
Dempsey had also used the box, given his weapon predicament. No ammo for one, and using the other to barr a door. Out popped a classic, the Soviet PPSH-41. Dempsey grinned with anticipation for the next onslaught. Coming to his senses, he beckoned Sanders. It was time to enact his survival plan.
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The trench gun barred door had completely fallen over, and a trail of corpses ran down to the halfway point of the hallway. Somehow, from turning on the power, a surge of electricity had run through them all. Dempsey and Sanders had run past this, and flew down the open staircase with great speed. It was in the room down the stairs, the room they had started out in, that they found the activated the red “Juggernog” machine. Dempsey smiled, and touched the machine.
He had used enough of his energy for two bottles, one for each of them. He tossed one to Sanders, and then chugged his own. Sanders was just about to ask what exactly Dempsey’s plan was, given that soda seemed like a waste of energy to spend, when the jingle played and spelt it out.
When you need some help to get by
Something to make you feel strong.
Reach for Juggernog to-night, Sugar seduction delight
When you need to feel big and strong
Reach for Juggernog tonight!
“Ah, good to hear this chick’s voice again,” said Dempsey. Sanders wanted to inquire about this, however his thoughts quickly fell back on to the Juggernog drink. When I want to feel strong, eh? Pretty sure there’ll be more radiation than Hiroshima and Nagasaki combined. Something tells me this and the undead are connected.
Sanders’s thoughts were interrupted by a shriek in the distance. Human, however he was unsure if these were similar to the disembodied screams they had all heard earlier. He looked at Dempsey, who gestured for him to start moving towards it. He drank Juggernog, and felt like he could lift a whale. The energy he had temporarily lost from exhaustion had all come back to him. They then walked forward, into the unknown. The electric door was now open, so it was time to find John.
While they passed through, there was another machine, light blue and called “Quick Revive.” Bet you can’t guess what that soda could do. Nevertheless, it also spat out a cheery little jingle.
When everything's, been draggin' you down
grabs you by the hair and pulls you to the ground,
If you wanna get up, you need a little revive.
If you wanna get up... YOU NEED A LITTLE REVIIIIIIVE!...YEAH!
Sanders had bought for the both of them this time. He tossed the bottle and drank. And then felt sick to his stomach.
“This tastes like cat piss!” Dempsey complained, trying to spit out the awful taste.
“So, you’ve drunk cat piss before? The adventures of Tank Dempsey never fail to amaze,” Sanders chuckled to himself, before throwing up slightly in his mouth. “Must say, I wholeheartedly agree with the analogy now.” Dempsey shot him a scowl that could kill ordinary men for the first comment.
They pressed on towards the next room. Turning left, they heard the shrieks become louder. Sanders was worried. He noticed an empty M1919 Browning by the passage next to the stairs. One that only could have belonged to John Banana. He approached it, and found a slip of paper. He picked up the paper, and read it. Sanders frowned. The poem. The browning. The severe lack of bodies for the amount of blood around. The odds were not in John Banana’s favor. Sanders set the poem on the browning.
Dempsey was, of course, a little unnerved as well, more about the lack of bodies, any at all. He knew John had at least a clip. Nevertheless they both pressed on, and so the shrieking increased in volume until they had reached it’s source. Except, there was no source. It was something darker. Another disembodied voice. Sanders was nervous, knowing that since they were the only ones in the asylum, there were no undead to be found, and that the source had to be in the spot they were in given it’s volume.
Sanders tried analyzing the voice. It seemed so familiar to him. They were now in a room with another perk machine, a green one called “Speed Cola.” With no questions asked, they both drank the green drink. They felt speed, oddly more in their upper body. It was quite jittery at first. More like a drug than a Soda, Sanders thought. With that he began investigating the room.
Blood was everywhere, the floor, walls, and ceiling. Most of it, particularly the walls and ceiling, were pure babbling nonsense. It could have been a message from Peter, but at that point they had really given up on finding him. What interested him more was the blood spillage. It was all in a puddle, and unlike most undead blood splats. It was more… fresh. It was then that Sanders noticed a cigarette, and some broken sunglasses. Next to that, two more poems involving Smokey and John’s adventure, including Smokey’s death. Obviously this was his final resting place.
It hit him that the shrieking might be John or Smokey, or perhaps both. Restless spirits they may be. Tears streamed down his face. Sanders literally could not control it. He held his hand to his face. Tank had noticed. Though tough on people under normal circumstances, these were NOT normal. He pat Sanders on the back.
And then, naturally the dead decided to rise again. Just can’t give a poor guy time to mourn his fallen brothers, can ya, freakbags? Dempsey grabbed Sanders, and took him to the nearby balcony. He set him by a window for extra fire and back protection. Out from an opening in the balcony fencing rose a zombie. Dempsey took aim at him, but hesitated after getting a closer view. It wasn’t just any undead freak. He wore a red bandana. Unlike the others, he walked with a brisk pace, normal almost. His expression was just as animalistic, complete with the yellow eyes of his brothers.
As he drew near, with a demonic smile he brought out a knife. Dempsey was in shock. He felt as if he couldn’t pull the trigger. Only, he didn’t have to. Bang. A shot fired of to his right, landing straight into the zombies head. And so ended the suffering of John Banana. His hand opened, revealing his remaining poem. Dempsey turned around to a serious David Sanders, emotionally wrecked, but holding up his smoking magnum proudly. Dempsey smiled at him, being truly proud of his fellow soldier for the first time.
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This is either my second or third to last chapter. It's tough to look to see if I have any inconsistencies, so if you see any, try and ignore it. It's been awhile since I've done most of this story, and I really want to get it done to move on to something slightly more creative. Slightly. Oh, and thanks Pinnaz for the brains and the whole tab thing. It's a little better now.
I'd really appreciate it if more people commented and gave feedback (and gave me brains too, lol) given that these posts no longer have to be approved. That was probably the issue for awhile. Anyways, enjoy. If you don't, then give me feedback like I said. Ta ta
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The wall of text! It burns us!
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It's all about friendship, guys.
Nah, it's cause I'm bored. But seriously, what's with all these 2 year old threads being zombified? (lol, I'm so punny)
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Higher difficulties that change the AI up in order to change the way you play. Seriously, regardless of all the people who like to train, we need something to shake it up a little.
Buildables that can change the map and make you choose what's more important (like the hatch in tranzit).
Progression to the story, unlike the stupid crap we had to do for Richtofen or Maxis.
Something to make more of an emphasis on teamwork instead of people running around to make their own trains (fine with it on solo, not so much on co-op).
Oh, and a better ranking system.
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Never saw a point in buying this. CoD multiplayer gets really boring after a few years of playing it. The only remotely interesting things (call of duty dog and extinction) were the only things I've heard that are actually good, and neither are a good reason to buy IMO.
It really is the same game over and over now, except from this it seems like it's a poorly executed rehash.
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Chapter 7: Just the Beginning
Reaching the morgue was a surprisingly simple task. Fortunately for John, there were no stragglers, at least on his side of the asylum. He ran, barely bogged down by his friend’s sudden death. He tried to push past it. There would be time to mourn later, he thought to himself.
As he entered the dark, blood stained room they had known as a morgue, he had pondered if Dempsey had heard from the other side. No sooner had he heard a voice from the opposite side of the electric door.
“Hey! Banana!” Dempsey yelled out with his gruff voice, “What happened? I heard screaming over there. I saw you running on your side, and so came down to check.” John gave out a sigh. Turns out I might have to think about Smokey after all.
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Dempsey couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Smokey… Dead? It was unfathomable. First Chuck, who had died for them, and now Smokey. Their numbers were growing thin. He decided that they would have to take action immediately. Unfortunately, fate had decided to take a turn for the worse. Much worse.
“Here they come!” shouted Sanders from the balcony. “They’re everywhere!” John panicked. After telling the story, he had grabbed the browning, and loaded a bandolier that he managed to find.
“We need to get these doors open. Don’t LEAVE ME!” John yelled out to Dempsey. He ran to the little room facing the courtyard on his side, and took position as the dead began to rise. Dempsey had no choice. He thought up a quick plan, and gave John Banana a heads up.
“Hang in there. We’re working to get the power back on.”
“Hurry it up, okay?”
Dempsey ran up the first flight of stairs, to be greeted by a Nazi without an arm. He put the trench gun in it’s mouth and blasted away.
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Nearby, Sanders had already been overrun at the balcony. He opened up a door, one that he was sure lead to the power room. The defenses are too weak, he thought. The undead had all run up the stairs at once. At first, falling over one another, but as they reached the top it was all over. There were too many. He could only hope that Dempsey could get past the hoard.
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John couldn't handle it any more. Even his browning was running low. He was cornered, inching closer to everlasting darkness as the hoard loomed ever closer with each passing step. He fired for their heads, beating down the first row and making the next few trip. It was a good way to slow them. But for how long?
He decided on one thing: if he was going down, he was going down fighting. He came up with an idea for his final limerick, one for his memory
My name is John. They call me Banana.
I once worked at a Tex Mex cabana
but now I am here.
As walking dead near
with nothing on me but a bandana.
That may as well have been true. His ammo supply was zilch, and his Thompson he left in the morgue due to the weight he already had on him. He clutched the paper in his hand and closed his eyes.
“I’m ready to die,” he said.
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No one was a match for Tank Dempsey, least of all a bunch of shell shocked undead Nazis. He ripped through them with his boomstick until he arrived at the newly opened room. He slammed close the open door, barring it with the trench gun. He turned towards the new path. No way but forward, he thought.
A trail of blood and bodies trailed the hallway. Dempsey followed it, hoping at it’s end he would find at least some part of Sanders. He wasn’t disappointed, for at it’s end was an exhausted soldier who had obviously seen hell. His only weapon left was a knife.
Dempsey put his hand out to help his comrade up. Sanders accepted it, and got up with a heavy sigh. They both turned to the door that he had been leaning on. The power room. There was no mistaking that from the blue glow in the window. It was their only hope of survival. Dempsey let his hand out, and put in on the door. With the touch, the door flew open, and they entered.
Surveying the room, Dempsey spotted the switch. Sanders yelled “hit it,” and their world was made safe. Electricity blazed throughout, and they heard the sizzled screams of the damned as they were electrocuted to death. Everything was still.
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“It’s over,” Sanders sighed a breath of relief at the sight of the burning corpses. Dempsey remained stern. “No,” he spoke, with sadness protruding in his voice. “It ain’t over.”
“This is just the beginning.”
________________________________________________So this was written in my attempt to finish this story finally. There should only be one or two chapters left to conclude this. As of right now, I do not plan on making another sequel. If I make another story, it most likely won't be related to the main zombie story.This is obviously related to the just the beginning trailer. Not 100% on what I'll do for the next chapter, but we'll see. As always, feedback is appreciated.BTW, can't figure out the indent on this new site yet, so.... yeah. -
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I'm also liking the idea of the reason for the brains. It just makes so much sense, there wouldn't just be random brains given out
I'm still of the opinion that we should keep brains in off topic. It's where the vast majority of us congregate in these off times, and if we add the reason for brains it really shouldn't be a big deal. We may need to make rules for brains in OT so it isn't used for silly things like "oh, you like that game? So do I! here's brainz cause I like that game"
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I wouldn't say changing AI is a completely different game. Rather, it is the same game, you just have to be smarter with your strategy. Theoretically if the AI was changed, you wouldn't be able to sit in one place forever, either.
It's not that running trains is easy. Rather, after a long time it just gets tedious and boring. Yes, chaos can change that, but even after awhile that just stops being fun. High rounds just aren't fun to achieve.
I can respect that it's not what you want, but hey, at the same time I don't really want zombies to stay the same either. Guess we're at an impasse
Also totally agree that if this changes, the zombie's health or some other factor would have to cap to be balanced. Either way, fun discussing with you
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See that's where I, and many others would disagree with you. I don't want trains to die. I love training. No Mans Land has me hooked on trying to pull the most chaotic trains together. It's such a rush.
To me, training isn't boring. However I could agree that in some circumstances (PhD platform on ascension perhaps) it can be. Often times these boring trains are also among the slowest, and therefore you shouldn't feel like you're making a decision to make the game harder by training elsewhere just to make it harder, you're also making it much faster.
I don't see why zombies need anything to survive. From what I see it is doing just fine, and I'm sure it'll will be able to hang on until the next installment.
How am I so sure people wouldn't like radical AI changes? Look how many people complained endlessly about all of BO2 for including such simple changes as buildables and fewer insta-kill Wonder Weapons, and making crawlers die if you got more than 550 or so feet away from them.
The community, at least around here and on my friends list, was pretty upset. I don't forsee zombies being received well with a radical AI change. I could be wrong, but most likely it would be seen as the death of CoD Zombies. It may then transition into a new gamemode called zombies but with a different feel, or it may be shunned to oblivion.
I personally like it the way it is, and the way things have been progressing.
You like running around a circle for hours on end? No matter how chaotic it is, it's still pretty much the same after awhile. That is why it needs a change. I know you won't agree with me, but I still need to explain.
Also, again, different difficulties. Even if there weren't, sometimes unexpected changes turn out better than the old same stuff.
People complain about EVERYTHING. It's ridiculous. All of the things you mentioned made the game better, IMO. Not always buildables, some of those made things too easy as well. The point is, some change is good. Keeps you on your toes, and continues to make the game fun. I know so many people that are bored with zombies because it's just more of the same.
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If you ask me, what zombies might need to survive is a drastic change. I don't care what half of the zombies players think (many are little kids, anyways), we need to make it more difficult. It's just more fun with the AI variations. If we really want to make people happy, they could add higher difficulties with these AI differentiations. I mean, we have two difficulties as is, the harder ones would be for pro players. Maybe trains could finally die.
Specials are fairly good as is, IMO. Them panzers.... tough, but not annoying (like denizens).
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Eh, I don't think we should get rid of it for most of those. They should probably just be limited.
I should probably add especially in this off time, more people are probably going into Off topic. Questions, suggestions, etc make sense for giving brains. I mean, if someone helps you, or has a good idea for something, it makes sense to give them brains.
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Well let's see...
In WaW, zombies was really boring in solo. It didn't feel right to play at all (and the mechanics didn't work as well then, so a group was usually better and more fun)
Black ops was okay for a few rounds but then got boring
Black Ops 2 managed to hold my attention for more than a few rounds in some maps (ie: Origins).
I don't know, it's alot more fun in a group for me. It's not all running in circles and crap like that. It is occasionally, but that doesn't always work out. It's just nice having people to talk to and... teamwork, and friendship and stuff.
Basically, solo is boring and not worth it, group has so much more to it.
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Yeah, they should definitely gets brains. The main reason why I said they shouldn't get so much is because other members tend to be intimidated by high amounts like that, like they'll never get that high up. I know I felt that way back when I joined up. You always wanted brains for whatever reason. Reputation shows, I guess. For the amount of posts I had back then, I didn't have nearly as many brains.
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From reading old forum posts it seems that it was actually harder to dish out high amounts of brains as there were certain thread restrictions. So it would still be an appropriate number. Not that I'm bias or anything.
It was 10 brains if you gave someone one per post. 100 on that site wasn't a very high amount, but 100 on this site I think any way is. That's 1000 on the old site. The restriction was that you could only give 10 brains to one post, and would have to give more brains to another person before giving more brains to the first person. I also think there was a time restriction, but not 100% on that. Anyway you look at it, on this version 100 is insane. I'd say max 20.
I should probably ask first if you can give multiple brains to people first. Haven't given any yet on this new version.
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From this new system, 100 would be insane. It'd be more like 10, right?
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From what I hear, Sledgehammer may be making the next CoD (though every time they say they will, it doesn't pan out). I actually hope this is the case. For one, I've gotten bored of zombies, as have probably many of us. Waiting another year could really help. Not to mention the improvements they could make to the engine (or even a new engine?).
Also, I don't particularly want to get a new console yet, but I still want the highest quality game.... sure I'm not the only one there. Overall I'm hoping zombies goes back to it's roots (and no more Maxis vs Richtofen story... that was kinda lame, actually. Took 3 maps for anything to happen).
Also totally agree that if this changes, the zombie's health or some other factor would have to cap to be balanced.
My plea to Treyarch - ranking and purchasable content
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The randomization should probably be higher if this were to occur. More like 60-80%. The customization should be related mostly to pistols, and a few non WW that can't usually be acquired on that specific map. One of each class (aside from WW) I'd say. It's kind of a hassle to switch out so many of these anyways.
You also need to take into account that they need to balance out the crap weapons with the good ones to make it more of a challenge. That's the main problem I see. Picking most of your weapons would leave a very small percentage of crap weapons
EDIT: also, what Nai said.