TargetPractice Posted December 28, 2018 Share Posted December 28, 2018 OK, here's an AAR for a start on a RWG map. Enjoy! Hardware: CPU AMD A10-7850, RAM 24Gb, game installed on SSD, GPU GeForce GTX 1080 8Gb (massive upgrade from an R7 200 series) Game Settings: 3-Nomad, Loot respawn 5 days, Drop on death Toolbelt, Cheat mode On (trying it out for fun), Mark airdrops On (reach through web to strangle laughing devs feature disabled), map name "TargetPractice" North Jaxufe Mountains, RWG. Video Settings: 1440x900, fullscreen, vsync on, gamma 38%, AA no, Textures Full, UMA texture Medium, Reflection qual OFF, reflect shadows no, Shadow distance Near, Water qual Low, Water particles 0%, View distance High, LOD Distance High, Tree qual High, Grass dist Normal, Motion blur Off (are you kidding me?), SSAO No, Depth of field No, Sun Shafts No, UI Background opac 75%, UI Foreground opac 100%, UI Size 100%, Temp unit F, Jornal Popup Yes Gameplay Settings: Hours played - too many, Hours slept - too few, Coffee consumed - vibrated into a quantum field & tried to take screenshot of some dude in a lousy power ranger costume riding an ant, Primary specialization - melee, Secondary specialization - stamina, Iron Man mode: Don't hurt me daddy (respawn and tell everyone I crawled away from certain doom), Current goal: Minimal building, maximum exploring, maximum Z thwappage, HAVE FUN! Note: Previous goal of See how many arrows I can stick in a Z's head currently maxed at 9 arrows (5 arrow mohawk, 4 arrow beard) on Insane difficulty with Experimental build (but vultures ate my face and I died). Day 1: If I ever have grandkids, I'll have a lot of stories to tell them about my friend JD. Like the time he asked me to try out one of his Zombie Survival Safari Vacation Specials in Navazgane, right on the edge of Z-Pocalypse Central. And I was drunk (drugged) enough to agree. I sobered up in what used to be the Ostrich Hotel driveway. In Navazgane. Or today, where some former customers of his thought I was JD, discovered I wasn't about half way through the butt-kicking (my butt, their kicking). Then they got upset all over again when my posterior objected to repeated boot tread exposure and I accidentally stabbed their spare jerry can with a knife (thought it was the driver - concussions suck). They became even more disagreeable when I grabbed the driver's cigarette (and a half-handful of his facial hair), ripped it out of his mouth, and used it to light their custom paint job Road Warrior Mk IV jeep on fire (see aforementioned jerry can murder). They were so irate they threw me out of their MkIV jeep in the middle of a smoky U-turn. The Mk IV really does look much better with real flames on the sides instead of painted flames. But I was briefly seeing double at that point. I hoped the ground was soft. It wasn't. I pried my gritty, aching eyes open, regretted it immediately when the sun stabbed me through them, and tried to roll off the sharp, broken bricks that cushioned my landing. I froze when I heard the moaning wind and distant, dry cries of diseased scavengers. The smell of old burnt stone and chalky, dessicated bone taste of the air sealed the deal. Yes, I regained consciousness the next morning in the middle of a dusty, destroyed, vulture-infested, low-grade radioactive wasteland. Still seeing double. With a headache, a genuine pain in the asset, and no booze or drugs. In my underwear. I checked the position of the sun. I know that there's a trader station or two on the east side of the wastes. If I'm lucky, the trader may have a radio. If I'm even more lucky, JD will have his turned on. Unless my friends from last night have caught up to him. Yep. Sun's still screwed up. Time to get to work. Basics of survival - you've read them and seen them before, there's no need to repeat it here. Grass clothing to try and keep the sun off, a wooden club, a simple hunting bow, and a semi-clean bandage harvested from my t-shirt. Then I started walking. When I ran out of roadway, I started dodging land mines and walking. When I ran into my first Z, I stopped and clubbed him down. Can't really maneuver what with the random bandit and military boom-booms lurking about. Then a damn infected vulture tried to eat my face. Left me with bloody tracks across one cheek and both shoulders. A lot of survivors forget that the Z-birds are bony, infected, infectious, and have bloody, dirty talons coated with Zombie-funk. And they are suicidally kamikaze. In a minefield. Full of Z-dogs. Leaking blood smell all over the place. Concussed. Injured. Sigh. --------- OK, that's pretty much how my first day went. I managed to crawl (almost literally with the stamina loss due to fighting Z's and dodging land mines) my way through the wasteland. No water and no food left by the time I made it - and only 23 health. No cookpot either. I seriously considered restarting when I saw I was beginning in the wasteland, but thought, what the heck, and gave it a try. It was a fun, risky, difficult trip - especially when the Z's stumbled across landmines I couldn't see! Here's how I spent my first points. I'd been jumped by so many Z's, Z-dogs, and Z-birds that I had over 400 feathers and was just shy of level 4 by the time I made it to the Trader. Fortunately, I did NOT get a full-on infection out of the seven or so times I had the orange sick-guy face (the feeling of something coming on). Intelligence: Master Chef 1. Agility: Cardio 1 Fortitude: Healing Factor 1 (probably saved my life) Slow Metabolism 1 Strength: Sexy T-Rex 1 Skull Crusher 1 Pack Mule 1 Pretty basic perk loadout, IME. Chef, metabolism, sexy T-rex, and cardio were my first buys. I picked up Healing Factor and pack mule next. Skull crusher was last - and I needed it to get those last few Z's off my butt. I hope you've enjoyed the AAR so far, and that my initial perk loadout offers some useful guidance for your playstyle. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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