Anyone remember that period in Time back in D1 where you'd just randomly die for no reason?

Im frustrated when I’m sprinting full speed and a 3 inch ledge in the dirt causes my undying space wizard to come to a screeching halt because apparently guardians don’t know how to step *slightly* higher

Five foot drops and pebbles were my worst freakin' enemy in D1. Running 150 mph on your Sparrow (ok, I don't know how fast they actually move ;) ) only to get whiplash when you hit a grain of sand in the wrong position!

We need an emblem that tracks how many times we have been 'Killed by the Architects'.

Remember shooting puddles in D1?

Yes the architects are op. We have all the power of the light and can't fall five feet without breaking an ankle that apparently cause a massive heart attack.

[quote]As some of you know, I am an attack helicopter. More specifically, I am a Bell AH-1 Cobra. I realize that a casual observer would see me as a human, not an attack helicopter. But that is because humans focus on differences, not similarities. Similarities are what make us the same, not different. I am an attack helicopter, just a much as an attack helicopter is a vehicle. We are all vehicles. What things make me an attack helicopter? Here are the similarities: 1. I'm solitary, like attack helicopters. I'd much rather fly up in the sky (room), than frolic and play with my other vehicle friends. 2. I hate maintenance. I always feel sleepy during maintenance. 3. I love ammunition, especially dangerous explosive ammunition like Hydra 70 2.75in rockets and TOW Missiles. Using Hydra 70 2.75in rockets and TOW Missiles on opposing militaries is my all time favorite method of destruction. 4. I'm naturally destructive, but fast. Sometimes I try to explode things I like in the neighboring country, and try to find good things. Every vehicle sees a weak nation as a treasure chest. Once when I was younger I got in trouble for going in the neighbors country. I try not to start a war now when I do. 5. 2 x 7.62mm multi-barrel Miniguns are yum! 6. As a boy attack helicopter, I have strong urges. Like I said, I'm a shy vehicle. But when I see a pretty AH-64 Apache, sometimes I feel so much energy. The closest I could call what I feel is "the declaration of war". For me, it happens a lot in spring. But since I'm shy, a lot of braver attack helicopters have AH-64 Apache companions. 7. I'm kind of a big attack helicopter. A two-blade, single engine attack helicopter in fact. Sometimes my big rotor bumps into things and I feel clumsy. But inside I know I'm the essence of destruction. These are some of the biggest things that make me a proud part of Attack Helicopter kind. Someday I hope to meet a real attack helicopter, and we can find a good active war zone and fire our missiles. I'm not trying to be obnoxious, just share what makes me the vehicle I am. Oh, and I also have a Boeing 747 side to my personality, but I'll save that for another time.[/quote]

I would be mad if I got killed by a lagger. I would be mad if I got killed by a hacker 2 worst enemies in a game.

Doing 1AU mission, flying through the tube, turn to look at Mercury being sucked up,BOOM! Killed by the Architects.

i am not Mad “I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We know things are bad – worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is: ‘Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.’ Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get MAD! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot – I don’t want you to write to your congressman, because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad. (shouting) You’ve got to say: ‘I’m a human being, god-dammit! My life has value!’ So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell: ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not gonna take this anymore!’ I want you to get up right now. Sit up. Go to your windows. Open them and stick your head out and yell – ‘I’m as mad as hell and I’m not gonna take this anymore!’ Things have got to change. But first, you’ve gotta get mad!…You’ve got to say, ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not gonna take this anymore!’ Then we’ll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first, get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not gonna take this anymore!''