Memories

[MgFalcon]

There are many things I miss about Planetside, but for me always a great few memories stuck out. Such as many bridge battles, Gen holds, base caps, and running with Band of Bros. But the great few always stayed on top, and to beg the question of everyone's most memorable moments of the better years (that statement makes me feel old) I would like to sahre mine with you all.

Obviously my last base cap turning me into a CR5 with the numerous amount of lasher balls being shot at me was something I can never forget but I have always felt that when I was a lowbie trying to make a name for myself was my most distinct memory. It all started with a huge base stronghold that the VS (us) were fighting off the NC, winding us down to very low Nanite levels. I took it upon myself to gear up with a sh*tload of repair ammo, and Lancer into my ANT and make the long journey towards the warpgate. The trip there I encountered 2 mosquitos which I quickly silenced with my amazingly awesome AV weapon. I continued into the warp bubble where I then proceeded to fill my vehicle and repair to full. As both finished I was faced with two lightnings, reaver, and ATV team. I called in support from my outfit to take care of the reaver and started on my way being pelted from both lightnings and ATV team. Thank god I was so maneuverable in that sh*tty vehicle; the armor that they wore away dropped me to 1/4 of full health as I reached the base. Support rained down from friendlies in the base as I gloriously barreled my way in front of the energy collector. I deployed my ANT and began repairing it; the collector was half-full as I heard the screech of an Orbital Strike going off, I ran to the safety of a stairwell and received this message:

It was our last base on the continent, and that last ANT of mine gave us the advantage to push back through the lines continuing to our victory, and greatest of all I was recognized by all who were fighting there that day, indulging me in my own 15 minutes of fame.

I ask of you, what is your most memorable moment in Planetside?

[Peacemaker]

I've got two.

The first happened on oldish school PS, before it was 9 different planets shit. It was right when capital shields got put in I think it was the capital base on the old continent that got nerfed (I forget the name). Anyways that capital was in a low area surrounded on all sides by a slight rise.

The NC had attacked us and our Capital shield was still raised, but the **** gathered at the gates. Tanks, MAXs, Infantry, AMSs, Reavers, Libs, and that artillary. The NCs guns glistened in the dusty desert light, like the jaws of a wolf ready to strike. Out numbered they had quickly taken 3 of the 4 bases that powered the shields. The Terran's had smartly moved under the cover of the shield to re group and try to push back the Cong's offensive fist. At first there was an odd calm before the proverbial storm that would engulf this area. No one was shooting, no one was going through the shield. The Kill spam was silent. The Congs were looking at us, and we at them. The courtyard was filled with the might of the Terran Republic. And then....


Like ants they poured through the shield near the back door doing their best to hurt us inside before the shields fell. My reaver darted to and fro. Slipping gracefully through the shields, laying out a swath of fireballs as I buzzed infantry, tanks, and the nearby tower. The sky was suddenly filled with tracer rounds, flak explosions, and missiles. The Missile Lock warning indicator became backround music, only not heard when its screech was over taken by the thunderous roar of the guns outside. All around me friendly reavers and mossies darted too and fro, In and out of the shields. Every time a gunship swooped back into the protective shields of the base it would be undoubtedly have licks of fire following behind it from the cannon of an enemy pilot. Missiles exploded over the shield as they passed back inside smoking and sparking from the engine's, bullet holes from nose to tail.

Then... disaster! Someone had snuck in and blasted the generator! The shields were up, and the enemy squad which has somehow gotten in was entrenched inside. Reloading my reaver's cannons and rocket pods became a tedious task of reloading from an AMS. My glue gun never stopping. The shields would becoming down any minute now. Infantry struggled to rip the squad in the generator room out.

The shields fell and the insanity began. Every where I looked, explosions, death, tracers, and camera guided missiles. The generators were repaired shortly after. I spent nearly an hour bobing up from under the walls protection to fire at the NC outside. I occasionally rocketed off to finish off an MBT or reaver. The return run to the base would be an insane dive back through the arch of the base wall, under the cat walks, and set down in a mildly secluded area. I never lost my reaver that battle. The Terran army had won some where else and attacked the encircling army from behind. We held that base, and I swear I couldn't count the number of bullet holes, and missile burns on my Reaver.

2nd Most intense moment in an FPS ever I think.

The second best memory was a behind the lines "neutral drop" on a vanu base. By damaging all the equipment in the base and making it self repair my outfit (The Dragonwolves) drained the NTUs on this base, that was totally behind enemy lines. The vanu had attacked Cyssor, and we went to their linking continent they used to attack from and hit the first base in the system from our attacking continent.

When the NTUs drained out we hacked the now neutral base and refilled the silo, repaired all the damage we did, and waited. The vanu needed this base back. It gave them tech on cyssor. Without it they would lose. At first it was only a few vanu who came to stop us. Probably 20. We all started outside, and by the time the base had 10 minutes left on the hack, the vanu were swarming us, pushing us into the facility rather quickly. We soon found out that the ENTIRE vanu offensive (they owned 2 or three bases and it was cap locked) had folded, and returned only to find why they had no tech. They were very very pissed. The tower went rather fast. As did our AMSs outside. The vanu swarmed through every door on that base, and the Dragonwolves held fast.

30 Wolves set foot in that base. And 30 Wolves saw it turn to a Terran facility. 30 Wolves held that base alone. For an hour. The entire Vanu zerg fell on our heads. That, my friend was probably the most intense moment in my gaming career, not just FPSs or PS... all of them. Manitou holds great reverence for that battle, he probably shat gold for a week he was so proud. It showed how teamwork COULD beat the zerg.

Unfortunately we did lose the base. The Terran zerg instead of backing us up decided to attack another vanu continent. It did prove successful though, as our stubborn defense held the vanu zerg off till we had a firm bridgehead on the other continent. Ill bet you a few more 'Wolves will post with a memory from that particular night. It was Epic.

[DviddLeff]

I have far too many memories but here is the best and the worst

Best: one of our members died, so we held a funeral on Amerish on the island in he south west with mags providing a 10 gun salute and a fly past of Libs and air cav. After it our guys loaded up in four gals and headed off to war. I stayed behind in sanc as it was about 2am and I have never felt so proud in my life. 2 years later we found out the guy had lied about the whole thing and was very much alive, but it didn't matter as the pride I felt for my Vindicators was the same.

The worst moment came when our alliance, the vanu round table put together a raid and eight gals dropped onto rehua, searhus. I thought I'd be cocky and OS the enemy AMS in the CY while we hot dropped. I missed and racked up sixty TKs in he process.

[Traak]

Sneaking into an enemy CC in a full-fledged firefight, maxes, HA's, everything, as a cloaker, and using my (thank God for AH) hacking skillz to resecure starting somewhere south of 40 seconds left. By far the greatest memory I have of PS. Everyone was doing their job, and I went in, heart pounding, as I hate being discovered, and it's always a great thrill to sneak in unnoticed.

Second was watching BFR freshly minted walk off the pad into the ultra-dense minefield of the enemy in the enemy CY, letting off an EMP, and blowing the BFR to bits. I got a text compliment on that one from someone who was watching, and it just reminded me how satisfying it was to destroy BFR's, as I despise them.

Third was a similar resecure to the first, in fact, it was also on a tech plant, happened recently, but this time, I did it all: brought an AMS from way over at another base, all the while thinking "This is a guaranteed fail, but what the heck." I surged into the air lobby, to the CC, and started pro-hacking (i.e. NOT taking my finger off the button in nooblotronic fashion) and was shot several times, rescued, attackers destroyed, all while I kept the hack going using EE speed. We resecured starting the resecure hack somewhere south of about 21 seconds. You could almost feel the entire enemy empire deflate, almost feel the sizzle of the hate tells pouring down on them from CR5's. Fantastic.

There are a myriad of other moments, such as running up on a cloaker in an open field, literally, sneaking up behind him as an HA/RExo and killing HIM. Talk about BACKWARDS!

When Liberators were introduced, and before the TR and NC whiners peed their pants and flung their poo around enough to make the devs kill the VS AAMax by making it have an idiotically long reload time, I was AAMaxing on the antenna of Kvasir, I think, on Searhus? Planes could not get very high beyond base due to high base altitude, and we were hosing them out of the sky like gnats off a Chevy's grille. 2100XP per plane was about the average.

Other high points include watching SOE ban particularly bad hackers, and those who made drunk whores sound like nuns with the sewage that poured out of their mouths on global chat. I mean, we all cuss sometimes, but hoo boy, this was beyond cussing and entered into very illegal pornographic filth realms. Nah, not why we pay our sub price. Not at all.

[Hmr85]

Lets see here my fondest memories of Planetside.

Well, I have two that really stick out and I love talking about them.

My first one was back in 2004 I wanna say. We where on Cyssor back when the NC used to assault from the North and go straight for the Tech Plant Faro. Anyways, I was running a column of about 12 Vanny's that day. When we showed up we received reports that the Assault on Faro had stalled and the NC had been bashing there heads against the walls of Faro for a few hours trying to pry that base away from the TR.

As we entered the field just outside of Faro we ran into a column of about 9 to 10 prowlers. From there ensued the most epic Tank battle I have to say I have ever had. There is nothing like seeing a wall of tanks coming straight at you. It was almost on Que when we all opened fire. Weaving in and out of incoming enemy fire. We managed to mow down 3 Prowlers in my tank alone. I have to say the use of Vent that day made the fight all that more thrilling. I wish I would of recorded it. We where calling out targets and focus firing them bastards down. After about what seemed like a 8 to 10 minute battle out front of Faro we beat the the TR back. We took 5 Vanny losses but cleared out the entire TR armor column that came to counter us.

We then proceeded to roll on the base to fine a nice TR AMS just inside the wall with about 20 TR standing around it. We popped it and claimed the CY finally ending the 4 to 5 hour Stand off at Faro.

My second Memory I would say has to be the time I was the lucky or unlucky recipient of a Bugged Vanguard. Not my proudest moment. But boy was it fun. My outfit mate and myself went on a killing spree with that thing for about 20 minutes before finally being told by CSR Dan I believe to go drop that thing off in a lake. Needless to say, I went up 2 BR's that day because of that thing.

[Ghryphen]

One of my most distinct memories is when CC first came out and I walked into the a core complex and was like oooh pretty beam of light, like a moth to a flame, I must step into it....dead.

[Peacemaker]

Originally Posted by Gryphon

One of my most distinct memories is when CC first came out and I walked into the a core complex and was like oooh pretty beam of light, like a moth to a flame, I must step into it....dead.

Ahhhahahaha. I think everyone who didn't see someone do that first did the same thing.

[Traak]

I want to add, here, people, that many, much better memories await if we band together in teams instead of all running around on our own little crusades. Picking on one PSer in the game should be like getting in a fight with one Hells Angel. "When an angel punches a non-angel, all angels present must participate." is, I believe, the exact wording of their credo.

I largely saw that evaporate over the years with PS, as the leaders tended towards being hidebound morons with ambitions only to fatten their CEP, then BEP, while their underlings were just disposable pawns. Yes, I know, of course, YOUR outfits weren't like that, I've heard it all before. Still looking forward to playing with people whose idea of teamwork isn't everyone working to make THEM advance.

[Hamma]

As with anything that will break down over time. We will see some awesome teams rise up again in PSN

[Manitou]

Originally Posted by Hamma

As with anything that will break down over time. We will see some awesome teams rise up again in PSN

Oh, yes indeed...yes we will. HOWOOOOOOOO!!!

[DviddLeff]

Reading this brought back a lot of memories:
http://forums.station.sony.com/ps/po...id=88000027069

[Der Baron]

Originally Posted by Gryphon

One of my most distinct memories is when CC first came out and I walked into the a core complex and was like oooh pretty beam of light, like a moth to a flame, I must step into it....dead.

That remembers me of the great time I had during the Reserves. I was pretty much standing in the core complex all day long, telling every reservist that that shiny light thingy over there was a teleporter.

I lmao'd a lot

[Raymac]

Soooooo many memories, but there are a few that really stand out. I'll try to keep it brief.

1) One of my all time favorite moments, and frankly, I believe one of the all time greatest moments in Planetside occured in February of 2005 on the Markov server. If you were there, you will remember this.

It was the Monolith Event that was fought for over the weekend. By the last day, the winners on the other servers had pulled away, but on Markov it would come down to the the last battle to decide if TR or NC would win the event. The battle was on Solsar and the TR and NC were locked in an epic battle for Toth. Slowly, the NC began to realize that this would be no ordinary battle. The VS had arrived and they made their intentions clear.

Secretly, the commanders of the TR and the VS had formed an alliance. The VS were upset with the NC over some perceived slight, so they joined forces with the TR to help them defeat the NC. So at Toth, VS and TR were standing shoulder to shoulder defending the base against the relentless NC onslaught.

As word quickly filtered through the NC ranks, emotions ran high. "This is unfair!" "Cheaters!" were the common sentiments. Some thought about quitting in protest, but the rage made us fight on, and fight that much harder.

We not only held the tower at Toth against the combined armies of the TR and VS, but we took the fight to them. The NC leadership organized the most massive, intense max crashes I have ever seen, and they almost worked. Even though we were incredibly outnumbered, we were able to get to the CC and get a hack on the base. Seeing the blue flags over Toth on the map sent a jolt of energy through the entire empire. Hope. There was still hope that we could overcome the odds and pull out a miraculous victory.

I was standing there, firining my gauss rifle as the monolith module was driven past me into Toth and the TR won the day and the event. While the scoreboard may have read that the TR won, every single NC that was at that battle knew who the real victors were.

Never before, and never again since was an alliance that large, for stakes that high, ever happened. Not only did the NC survive such a devious plot, but we almost overcame it.

[Raymac]

2) This memory isn't as epic in scale, but it was one of my personal favorites.

I was flying in my Reaver when another Reaver got the drop on me. The pilot was pretty good and knocked my armor down to next to nothing before I was finally able to get out of his crosshairs. He was still on my tail, so I had time for 1 last move, Raymac's Little Crazy Ivan.

There was a mountain ridge nearby, so I hit my afterburners and headed directly to a small notch on the ridge. As I crested the ridge, I dropped low so I would be out of view from the bogey, came to a complete stop, turned 180, and switched to rockets with my crosshairs pointed directly at the notch I had just flown through.

As I waited for the pilot to show himself, I held my breath with my health so low 1 bullet would send me to the spawn tubes. It seemed like an eternity waiting there, but it was mere moments in real time.

Suddenly, he appeared right in my crosshairs and I unloaded my entire clip of rockets in a Shock and Awe tactic to catch him offguard...and it worked. The pilot panicked, tried to maneuver but flew directly over me and into some trees right behind me. As I turned around, I reloaded my rockets and when I see the enemy, he is stuck in the braches of the tree, still alive, but only barely. I could almost see the "how did he do that?" look on his face as I took aim and fired off another salvo of rockets at him to finish the job. Sure the rockets were overkill...but this was a perfect moment for overkill.

My favorite 1 on 1 dogfight.

[Hamma]

Haha nice!