Saturday 27 June 2009

I Am Ze Ubermensch!

http://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198002575944/stats/TF2

Ironically, I was using the Kritzkrieg when I set the record. 64 points as Medic. Not farmed. No cheats, no hacks, nothing.

It all started on an instant respawn 2fort server. I had just gotten Doctor Assisted Homicide, and I needed two more achievements for the Ubersaw. So I sat there in the respawn room wondering which two I should go for next.

Intern and Specialist seemed to be the only two which didn't depend on the competency of my team mates, and were not ridiculously stupid like so many Medic achievements.

I checked the front door of the BLU fort.

Are we turtling? Check.

Are there many Heavies/Soldiers? Check.

Am I the only Medic on the team? Check.

And so it began. I changed the setting for "Begin playing like you got no balls at " from 80% to 0%. I started to run away the moment I was under fire, turned around so often and suddenly that I looked like I had Tourette's Syndrome, and fired off the Kritz at the first sign of danger (Yes, I even Kritzed a Heavy when I saw an Sniper coming down the bridge).

It took a surprisingly short time to amass 10k heal points needed for Specialist and Intern. Then I thought to myself, why stop here? How often do you get 2 sentries built at the entrance of the fort with dispensers nearby, as well as a RED team comprising mostly of W + M1 players?

It was only 21 minutes of getting crit-raped that the RED team sent an Ubered Pyro coming up from the sewers. No one needs the element of surprise anymore when you're invincible.

But I got the the achievements, and most importantly, my Ubersaw.

I celebrated using a Demoman that jumped onto the battlements.

Ubersaw makes Medics charge up to just about any class for easy Uberchage/Kritzkrieg. And believe or not, Medics will come up tops most of the time. Soldiers and Demomen are actually pretty poor in melee range, Heavies get tunnel vision when they start firing, Scouts tend to go for a bat kill when their Force-A-Nature runs dry, Engies are too slow to run away, Snipers can't see closer than 50 metres and Spies are just for lulz.

If I wasn't phasing my mind off Planet Slummer and back into the real world for the exams, I'd draw up plans on how to build an Ubersaw. In real life. Anyone know where I can get that handle?

Because I already have the blades and syringes ready.

Michael Jackson apparently just died 12 hours ago.

While he did have an unhealthy interest in little boys, never seemed to grow up and decided to make himself look like one of his one zombies in Thriller in his later life, there's no denying the man was a musical genius.

If you can write and sing a Grammy winning song at the age of 10, and continue doing that for decades, you've got to be someone special.

Now that he's died, let's just remember the good that he did, not as the scandal ridden man who lived in a world of his on, but as the handsome young rogue in Thriller with the talent we may never again see in our own lifetime.

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