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Just the other day, we had a heavy snowfall, slush, and huge puddles, and a girl walked by me wearing flip-flops. I hope she'll be alright.

We have decent chances, Heroist. I have about a 40% chance to hit Udarius for 80 damage! Considering the abilities and critical hit chance, that's as much as 14% that he will take 320 damage and 10% that he will be paralyzed.

You shouldn't act superior to Lord. He only allows Raven to do so because he has problems with his head.

Listen, maybe these percentages are completely wrong?

And in general, here's what I think about the expansion:
1. It's a game without rules. Well, at least I haven't seen any...:(
2. You need to write something from the character's point of view...:(
3. Probabilities...:mad::smile29::smile51:

It would be good to fix these three points, and then we could "consider options"... Although, personally, I don't see any way to fix point #2. As far as I understand, this is a necessary attribute...:(

In any case, my unwillingness to join the expansion is not related to the above nonsense from some comrades...

I also didn't play it x) But I did play Silvera. A little.

Well, you guys have convinced me. I just can't decide what to play... either a crappy anime with crappy combat and a plot about nothing, or meaningless crap that turns into a one-button

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after a third of the game, no matter which hero you play? Please advise.

We have fun in forums, in expansions, in random off-topic threads, somehow we manage without alcohol and drugs.

Something I missed, should have made one like this

Well, I don't think so. How long do these matches last, an hour and a half or two? How many goals are scored on average per game? 2-4? How many of them can be considered good, 1-2? The rest are just someone kicking the ball randomly towards the goal and accidentally scoring, while the clumsy goalkeeper jumps in the other direction. And between the goals, there's just aimless back-and-forth passing and sluggish plays. And how many actual minutes of enjoyable gameplay can you get from watching such games? 5-10? Maybe it's just me, but I don't feel very motivated to watch that.
If you're playing yourself and feel involved in the sport and enjoy a higher level of play (supposedly), or if you're yelling with friends over a beer (where the whole point isn't really the game, but the socialization), then it's somewhat understandable. But if you're watching this depressing stuff alone after work or on a weekend, and if this is your unpretentious taste, then what can you do.
That's just my impression.

Arandor
Ple-Sen
Neyra Drake

Drakkoska
Wistrit


Ment
Yuuhei
Morning

Heroist
Alexeagle
Siverfale


I divided them into teams. Guess how.

Lord Revan doesn't work. And why would Lord Revan work? At 22, Lord Revan has:
- A height of 186 centimeters;
- Three dropped-out universities;
- 11,000 posts;
- One thousand six hundred birds;
- Three dropped-out games, two dropped-out MMORPGs;
- Various diseases ranging from the feet to the top of the head;
- One hundred days of Japanese cartoons watched;
- A solid reputation as a ************ on the internet.

There's still so much to wish for... Well, Lord Mortulus, you lost here. Lord Revan 1:0.

Old friends have gathered by the ancient oak. The clatter of dishes echoes through the forest, preparations are underway.
A huge table is already set, and a wonderful piglet is roasting.
And a glorious troll carries a barrel of good beer.
As has been the custom since ancient times, friends meet once a year.
Oh, how many of them have gathered here!
A fairytale crowd is having fun.
The King sits opposite the forester, and the forester sits to the right of the jester.
And nearby, the dwarves are not bored – they sing songs about the mountains.
Everyone who has come here will tell you a story; this is the law of the gathering, and this is the will of the Prince!
There is no fool here who wouldn't pour himself a beer!
And, clinking glasses, the old friends get drunk.
And, leaning on a golden cane, in the guise of all the forces of evil, stands Nobody and No One, stands the Russian
Prince-Sorcerer Vasily.
And, leaning on a golden cane, in the guise of all the forces of evil, stands Nobody and No One, stands the Russian
Prince-Sorcerer Vasily.
The book has closed, and the forest has disappeared somewhere.
But I hear the rustling of the leaves, and the singing of old friends...

Divided them into teams. Guess how.