I love how your stick figures are about 70 meters tall... if its to scale
The BDE - GC War OOC Thread
Maybe where you're from they're not 70 meters tall. But up in the great white north, we're all 70 meters tall. Must be all that living in igloos and dogsled driving.
He speaks the truth - I moved from England to Canada as a wee one, and my whole life I have been taunted by the Canuck's penchant for vertical growth.
Okay, about the issues we're discussing... there seems to be only two any more. As Simon's said, if the other person kept posting, that sort of validates what the person before posted - so if I thought you did too much with post nine, Omega, I kept posting, so the point is moot. If you thought me cutting off what you did in post nine by dropping a ship on you in post ten was excessive, you kept posting, so that point is moot too. The only points remaining are the two about your latest post.
Those being, a) Can your ship self-destruct? and B) What information have you found? Point B) is moot until you actually try and decode the information and use it. Since you sent it away, I can only guess you intend to do that in a separate thread, so we can handle that problem when we get to it. That just leaves problem A.
Basically, problem A boils down to a central issue of how much damage you've managed to do to the city, and how much damage we've managed to do to you. Though I think Omnae's point about me not being specific enough on my targets with the first round of bombardment is as thin as me seizing Coruscant right now because he hasn't specifically said in the last 24 hours the Empire is protecting it, the question remains just how damaged the Dreadnought is. I feel it is quite damaged indeed, by two rounds of bombardment, and will not accept easily the notion that I be cheated of my clear intent by the strictest interpretation of my words.
Kraken's little doodle from earlier - though humorous - also illustrated more or less how I envisioned the situation (minus the stick figures :p ). Were your Dreadnought in such a condition, I don't think you could self destruct. What I describe being sucked down into the hole is a "Central Wreck" made up of a mass of broken, melted parts to the point that my shots are tearing straight through it.
As such, I believe this is enough to get across my meaning - that the bridge is no longer connected to the reactor, and your self-destruct order would fail. I ask, on what grounds do you feel the two would still be connected and operational? Especially considering that we cannot deny now that the ship has at least been torn apart and a section (Note, a section, not the whole ship) has fallen in?
Okay, about the issues we're discussing... there seems to be only two any more. As Simon's said, if the other person kept posting, that sort of validates what the person before posted - so if I thought you did too much with post nine, Omega, I kept posting, so the point is moot. If you thought me cutting off what you did in post nine by dropping a ship on you in post ten was excessive, you kept posting, so that point is moot too. The only points remaining are the two about your latest post.
Those being, a) Can your ship self-destruct? and B) What information have you found? Point B) is moot until you actually try and decode the information and use it. Since you sent it away, I can only guess you intend to do that in a separate thread, so we can handle that problem when we get to it. That just leaves problem A.
Basically, problem A boils down to a central issue of how much damage you've managed to do to the city, and how much damage we've managed to do to you. Though I think Omnae's point about me not being specific enough on my targets with the first round of bombardment is as thin as me seizing Coruscant right now because he hasn't specifically said in the last 24 hours the Empire is protecting it, the question remains just how damaged the Dreadnought is. I feel it is quite damaged indeed, by two rounds of bombardment, and will not accept easily the notion that I be cheated of my clear intent by the strictest interpretation of my words.
Kraken's little doodle from earlier - though humorous - also illustrated more or less how I envisioned the situation (minus the stick figures :p ). Were your Dreadnought in such a condition, I don't think you could self destruct. What I describe being sucked down into the hole is a "Central Wreck" made up of a mass of broken, melted parts to the point that my shots are tearing straight through it.
As such, I believe this is enough to get across my meaning - that the bridge is no longer connected to the reactor, and your self-destruct order would fail. I ask, on what grounds do you feel the two would still be connected and operational? Especially considering that we cannot deny now that the ship has at least been torn apart and a section (Note, a section, not the whole ship) has fallen in?
Next time I'll shoot some flowers and we can assume I hit your fleet in the process.
Well, if you wrote something like this...
Captain Aron lay with his eyes shut, a peaceful smile on his face, stretching his limbs as behind him the 4th Light Infantry deployed from the Meteor dropship. Battle wouldn't be upon them for several hours, so he basked in the wonders of nature while he still had the chance.
A short distance away, a patch of blue, springy flowers adorned a small hilltop, gently whistling in the breeze...
Wait... that whistling sound...
As if in slow motion, the captain watched as the flowers erupted in an explosion of earth, dirt, and shrapnel as the bomb impacted. Time slowly returned as he struggled to his feet, and turned his eyes upwards.
The sky! It was full of enemy ships, fighters shrieking down from above to strafe them and bomb-tubes bristling on the ominous warships.
"We're under attack!" He shrieked, as he dashed back to his troops, and the enemy descended on them.
See? Admittedly, it wasn't all about the twisting metal and burnt flesh, but you'd get the idea that the enemy forces had arrived and were blasting down on captain Aron, wouldn't you? You certainly wouldn't say in your next post that Aron stood bewildered as the enemy concentrated their fire on patches of flowers.
Captain Aron lay with his eyes shut, a peaceful smile on his face, stretching his limbs as behind him the 4th Light Infantry deployed from the Meteor dropship. Battle wouldn't be upon them for several hours, so he basked in the wonders of nature while he still had the chance.
A short distance away, a patch of blue, springy flowers adorned a small hilltop, gently whistling in the breeze...
Wait... that whistling sound...
As if in slow motion, the captain watched as the flowers erupted in an explosion of earth, dirt, and shrapnel as the bomb impacted. Time slowly returned as he struggled to his feet, and turned his eyes upwards.
The sky! It was full of enemy ships, fighters shrieking down from above to strafe them and bomb-tubes bristling on the ominous warships.
"We're under attack!" He shrieked, as he dashed back to his troops, and the enemy descended on them.
See? Admittedly, it wasn't all about the twisting metal and burnt flesh, but you'd get the idea that the enemy forces had arrived and were blasting down on captain Aron, wouldn't you? You certainly wouldn't say in your next post that Aron stood bewildered as the enemy concentrated their fire on patches of flowers.
Unless you learned from enemy intelligence that those patches of flowers were camoflauging the entrances to enemy ammo dumps.
I would conclude that Captain Aron and the flowers were hit. Not the Meteor Dropship. The people aboard the Meteor Dropship would look confused at each other regarding your targeting of the flower patch and Captain Aron.
Okay, that right there? Way too specific. I think my intent was more than adequetly conveyed by that post, and to pick on such a fine detail as that basically forces writers to strip down their writing of dramatic language and effects just so that they're not called on the specific wording they chose to use to convey meaning.
I am not telling you to avoid dramatic posts. Simply add "blanket firing" if you are blanket firing and actually post what you are aiming at. It wouldn't have taken too much to simply include the dreadnaughts in your dramatic posts. But you didn't.
If you say you hit the troops, one expects to you hit the troops. Not everything else around them, up to and including them.
If it was such an all encompassing, blanketing fire, the fair thing would be to also note damage to your own tunnel system (which would have ran all over the place) but you didn't.
All I hear from you is: "I wrote that my purpose was to catch enemy troops in a vice between my troops charging and my ships above firing. I wrote that I hit the enemy troops. Oh yeah, I also hit the tunnel entrance, the dreadnaught's unloading..actually I stripped their shields which I didn't write but it's assumed. I turned the armor into molten slag since I was blanket firing (which I didn't say) but there's no damage to tunnel and oh yeah, none of my guys were hit."
It just screams BS to me.
I will speak no more about this.
If you say you hit the troops, one expects to you hit the troops. Not everything else around them, up to and including them.
If it was such an all encompassing, blanketing fire, the fair thing would be to also note damage to your own tunnel system (which would have ran all over the place) but you didn't.
All I hear from you is: "I wrote that my purpose was to catch enemy troops in a vice between my troops charging and my ships above firing. I wrote that I hit the enemy troops. Oh yeah, I also hit the tunnel entrance, the dreadnaught's unloading..actually I stripped their shields which I didn't write but it's assumed. I turned the armor into molten slag since I was blanket firing (which I didn't say) but there's no damage to tunnel and oh yeah, none of my guys were hit."
It just screams BS to me.
I will speak no more about this.
#1: Look at it from different people's point of view.
#2: Please be willing to concede something once in a while, instead of dragging it out for 10 pages. Good grief.
#2: Please be willing to concede something once in a while, instead of dragging it out for 10 pages. Good grief.