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Your favorite moment in gaming
What's your favorite moment in gaming? The moment that you'll keep with you forever?
My personal favorite was back in the days of Unreal Tournament. I was what you could consider an ace when it came to Instagib. Instagib was a standard mod for UT where your only weapon was a pulse rifle that killed your opponent in one shot. The physics in UT allowed for pinpoint control over your character. With some fake-out moves thrown in, Instagib was a combination of snap aiming, timing and position control. No matter if you just got killed or were on a godlike killing spree, the playing field was always even (ping willing) and simple. What I wouldn't give for a game of the same caliber to emerge today...
My clan, TBA, was more rag-tag than the usual elite guilds. Instead of attracting players through relationships or politics, we simply portrayed ourselves as badasses and we were full of ourselves. Everyone hated us. In fact, nearly every clan in the community had at least one ex-member who hated us. This animosity made gaming VERY competitive. We were undefeated in Team Deathmatch in 2 different competition ladders. Mitzkrieg and I were an unstoppable duo when it came to racking up kills. Still, nothing in that ladder was nearly as thrilling as the match that earned us second place (our highest point) on the 5-on-5 Capture The Flag ladder.
We were a west coast team playing against T1crew, which was more central/east coast and they had the home field advantage. In online gaming, your location is a big deal. The closer you are to the server, the lower the latency on your actions. This means that if you play on a local server, your gun fires immediately after you click your mouse, but it might take a second or more to go off if you play on a server halfway across the country. Capturing the flag consisted of grabbing the other team's flag and running it back to your own flag, as long as it was still there. The first match was played on their server, on their choice of map, and they whipped us. The second match was played on our server, on our choice of map, and we tied it up.. narrowly.
For the tiebreaker, we had to move back to their server, playing on their bread and butter map: Orbital. This was a huge map, making every flag run a journey and putting an emphasis on teamwork. We had almost no experience as a team on this map, but something about the situation was just right. In tight spaces, your latency matters a lot, but in this wide open map, more room means better visibility and more time to react. None the less, we found ourselves down 4-1 with 7 minutes remaining in the match. The game was to 5 captures.
I was tired of playing defense. Our 2-on-D, 3-on-O strategy was obviously not working. Even with Mitzkrieg and I mopping up players coming into the flag room, we would eventually get overwhelmed and the flag would be lost. So, I decided to take matters into my own hand. I told the whole team to rush on the right side and grab the flag. I went in after them, to the left. They grabbed the flag and were pursued by the opponent, while I entered the empty flag room and stood on the flag base. This was known as cherry picking and it was usually something you'd see in a pick-up game. I knew what was going to happen, though.
We dropped the flag, it was returned, I picked it up. With nobody in my part of the map to see where I was headed, I ran off the way I entered. I came across an opponent, but my aim was immaculate. I blasted my way through the map, gripping my mouse and shouting my location over my microphone for my teammates to back me up. Once into our base, they covered me until I was close enough to the capture. I told them to rush once more. I captured the flag to make it 4-2.
We did it again the same way, with me sneaking in amongst the commotion and grabbing the flag after the drop when nobody could track my trail. The firefights I found myself in were tense, but I remained unscathed and they seemingly ran right into my fire. 4-3. Their attempts at our flag were obviously distracted by our sudden rush, making them easy to catch up with and mow down. One more cap came, this time by Ab0b. The 4 man rush actually worked for that one. The score was tied. It was sudden death. I was shaking at this point. Nerves always made me convulse during these tense times. We had the momentum now. We were frustrated with the laggy server, but we had shown that it wasn't all about the ping.
With the team leading the opponent on the goose chase once more, I found people waiting for me in the flag room. I dispatched them both as I entered, feeling slightly guilty for nailing them at such a long distance before they had the time to notice me. However, that changed the situation. Instead of their whole defensive squad out of the base, following the carrier, they had two people in their base, now trained right on me. By killing them so quickly, they now had time to catch back up with me while I headed for the flag platform. We dropped the flag and I had it as soon as it was returned, but the two on defense had already respawned and they knew exactly where I was.
I had to kill the defense again, but now the whole team was bearing down on me. I called for backups and we fought our hardest. Almost to the exit of their base, I was blown away. In swooped Ab0b, though, who picked the flag up before they could return it. He and the team carried the flag back to our base where I met them to fight another wave. This time Ab0b was shot down. I grabbed the flag and dropped off the platform I was in. Through the door to the flag room, I could see the blasts of rifles and I knew there were enemies waiting for me there. So, I left our base and climbed back up to the upper levels to enter in the flag room from the side and to give my team time to kill.
When I made it to the flag room, the only one in there was me and T1crew's last standing. Our flag was gone and he was waiting for me. I was too excited to aim. My eyes didn't even focus on anything. I didn't even fire my gun. I let the guy take aim and blast away while I weaved through the hall toward the flag platform... hoping all the way for a miracle. My attacker couldn't hit me; he was in the center of the room as I came down the side. I would dodge, weave, shimmy and pause, my view facing the ground as I focused on just moving and creating a difficult target. Our flag returned as I approached the platform and I double-tapped my strafe button, leaping at the flag and ending the game. 4-5.
I screamed so loud.
A game for the ages.
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