Walking up to a Geth Prime as a Quarian Infiltrator, without cloaking, and just unloading round after round of Katana shots into the blasted thing's chest while my teammates looked on. Total 'David and Goliath' moment...
That, and t'other day with a Turian Sentinel, running rings around a Brute on my own, while peppering it with my Phaeston. Teammates suddenly realise I'm stuck alone with this thing, and come to my aid... ...just in time to see me punch it to death. Result!
But my favourite? I'm playing with an all Quarian/Asari team, with me as my Asari Adept. All the others are on headsets.
We get to Wave 11, facing Reapers, on Silver, on Firebase Giant... ...and we're soon swarmed by Banshees, Ravagers and Brutes. Missiles take care of most, but it's a war of attrition, and eventually, I'm the last person standing, with my team yelling in encouragement.
Brute comes in, and I hop over a wall to avoid it, but a Husk grabs me, and by the time I've swatted it off, said Brute's smashed my face in. It's all over, and the others are mortified...
...except I notice the timer's got less than 20 seconds on it - so I start
mashing the
living daylights out of the 'A' button, to hold off my demise. The countdown hits 0, but I've just bled out...
...and "mission accomplished - well done team!" Adept picks herself off the floor, and my team's
screaming at me with joy. Sure, I've given myself a bad case of Carpal Tunnel Syndrome and I'm shaking, but damn, that was an epic moment...
Modifié par Richard 060, 27 mars 2012 - 10:20 .