Written with a nudge and a wink, but I'm sure we can all identify (or have been at some time)...
Arcane ‘epeen’ warrior – I’m all about the speed.
Favorite comment: ‘You died better than you lived.’
“You see, I just contain so much awesomeness that if I stop for just one second then I may spontaneously combust. Gotta keep moving, at the expense of everyone and everything. I can solo this map, so just follow me and keep up. If you die or get left behind, or become the target of an ambush attack, then you just ain’t as awesome as me. Did I mention I can’t stop? Gotta go. Gotta go. Spirit Blade. Spirit Blade. Spirit Blade. Spirit Blade. I’m your hero right?"
The Sixth Sense player – I don’t see dead people. I see treasure doors.
Favorite comment: ‘Over here. Over here, friends. Over here. Over here.’
“I come into every game as the self-chosen leader. I’m a Deep Road veteran, so there’s nothing you can’t teach me about surviving. I know these maps like the back of my shield, so when I see a treasure door, it’s my duty to point it out to my loyal friends. After all, they’ve just run straight past it towards that advancing mob of enemies. Perhaps they don’t see what I see. This is a treasure door, full of treasure. Don’t they know gold is worth its weight in loot chests. Why are they still not listening to me? I’m going to stand right next to it and shout. Perhaps if I shout louder they will know that there is a treasure door here. After all, I’m the veteran and it’s my job to share my knowledge. Over here! Over here. What’s that noise – the key turning in the lock. They finished the map. But wait! Over here!’
The insecure elitist – I don’t carry people. I don’t associate with low level trash.
Favorite comment: Off mic: “bloody noobs.<grumble, grumble>”
“Why are these level 3 and 4s joining Treacherous games? They’ll just die in seconds and bring us all down. Sure, I’m a level 19 Templar and probably indestructible by this stage, but I worked hard for this – cutting my teeth on all those routine missions. Why should they get to leap frog off the back of all my hard work. Hey, what’s that you say? They have about 40 more promotions than me and can practically faceroll routine? They have better gear? Nonsense, I say! Creator take you. Skull them. SKULL THEM. SKULL THEM INTO OBLIVION!”
The slow coach – I’m the tortoise. No wait, I’m a tank. Hmm, I’m confused.
Favorite comment: ‘I don’t believe what I’m seeing’
“I know it takes me a while to get where I need to go, but who needs to rush – admire the scenery. Admittedly, I could push down a little harder on my stick and do that crazy sprint function, but I see gold pots I gotta break. Is that another one. And another one. Sorry, didn’t mean to get in your way, I just need to head back to that gold pot. Damn thing won’t break. <slash, slash>. Just wait for me. I won’t be long. Hey, why’s it gone quiet? You all dead or something? Nah, must be just hiding. Think I’ll go looking for them…’
The Leeroy Jenkins – Safety in numbers? But it’s the last map. Charge!
Favorite comment: ‘When all this is over, does anyone fancy a drink down the tavern?’
“We’ve worked well as a team, but now it’s time for victory. My loyal companion has charged forth to place the Inquisition banner. I could stay back with the others, but I’m going to charge too – I don’t want to miss a minute of this. Who needs the strategic advantage of a choke point when I can meet my foe in open ground, battle them from every angle and as far from my companions as I can get – this was what I was born to do! Ha, huddle behind your barriers and traps, I’m gonna go it alone then, show that I’m a true hero of legend…. Oh crap. I died. Why is no-one coming to my aid? Over here! Over here! Over here!”
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