EmperorMoo
Diabloii.Net Member
Lamest...death...ever...?
Last night, after a couple of beers, I lost a level 68 Bonesummoner to... wait for it... a Foul Crow. Yep, a foul crow.
It unfolded like this:
In Nightmare, just owned Big D with decrepify and maxed RS/SM, feeling nicely confident, especially as a P&B skiller had been dropped by an OK.
So, full of beery confidence, I ventured rakishly out of Harrogath, cheerily waving goodbye to Malah et al, put up my bone armour (which absorbed about 200 damage) and wandered out to kill Shenk. All is good.
Then the problems began, and, as things do in HC, things snowballed rapidly. I was poisoned by a catapult. Even tho I had 75% Poison res, my life bulb dropped like a stone. Chugged a juve or 3, and decided to wait it out. Meanwhile, I was being attacked by foul crows. I hit bone prison, hoping to trap one (having forgotten they can fly), and manage to trap myself, poisoned, with a foul crow, who pecked me to death.
Damn and blast you Budweiser, and your tasty amber nectar of doom!
Thus from now on, I will be more careful when playing after a couple of beers, and will not set the players to /p8.
Not playing Diablo after a couple of polite ales is not an issue, as for some reason, I believe myself to be the best HC player ever after pint no. 2.
If you've been in this situation, I salute you. Not only a lame death, but a beer fuelled one too.
Right then, I'm off down the pub. Cheers!
:thumbsup:
Last night, after a couple of beers, I lost a level 68 Bonesummoner to... wait for it... a Foul Crow. Yep, a foul crow.
It unfolded like this:
In Nightmare, just owned Big D with decrepify and maxed RS/SM, feeling nicely confident, especially as a P&B skiller had been dropped by an OK.
So, full of beery confidence, I ventured rakishly out of Harrogath, cheerily waving goodbye to Malah et al, put up my bone armour (which absorbed about 200 damage) and wandered out to kill Shenk. All is good.
Then the problems began, and, as things do in HC, things snowballed rapidly. I was poisoned by a catapult. Even tho I had 75% Poison res, my life bulb dropped like a stone. Chugged a juve or 3, and decided to wait it out. Meanwhile, I was being attacked by foul crows. I hit bone prison, hoping to trap one (having forgotten they can fly), and manage to trap myself, poisoned, with a foul crow, who pecked me to death.
Damn and blast you Budweiser, and your tasty amber nectar of doom!
Thus from now on, I will be more careful when playing after a couple of beers, and will not set the players to /p8.
Not playing Diablo after a couple of polite ales is not an issue, as for some reason, I believe myself to be the best HC player ever after pint no. 2.
If you've been in this situation, I salute you. Not only a lame death, but a beer fuelled one too.
Right then, I'm off down the pub. Cheers!
:thumbsup: