Hello Blizz; someone in dev forgot this was a “game”…
Durance is broken and not fun. Your dolls are OP and just plain stupid, hardly hurt a merc, but one shot a “CHAMPION” (your word, not mine). Okay, guys, get a clue. I just ran into a pack of Maulers (Stone Skin, Amp Damage Curse, extra fast, stun each hit, take up half the room and can’t get around them, mass hp, immune to lightning (resistant even with sunder). While on my javazon, please advise how this is fun. Durance is currently HUGE and pitch black. Making it worse, again, annoying and stupid.
Please stop making the game annoying and start finding ways to make it challenging without making it stupid and frustrating. I know you guys like to use easy street and throw together a bunch of foolish and label it “challenging.” This has gone too far. Please change classes so they aren’t narrowly specialized and still barely getting by if you insist on keeping RnG/Procedural the same.
Explain how I get better gear, to get through this ridiculousness when your drop rates SUCK. As I have a family, a life, school, and a job: it would be nice to come online, play for a couple of hours, get rewarded and log off. Not play all day to get through one act and be frustrated when I log off. This is not the D2 I remember. Keep in mind I was playing D1 some time ago and every other Blizz product since. This is the worst I have felt at the end of a session. Way to go, guys; you succeeded in your passive-aggressive attempt to alienate another player. Make the game FUN. Not stupid. Devs should be running these maps with every class, and every spec, before release. Over and over to see if they had “fun.” This is not happening.
Fix RnG, so certain traits do not end up together, please. Make the map a little more reasonable in size, and stop with the pitch black; it is not atmospheric, it is, again, stupid.
I know all the guys that live in mom’s basement and have 8-10 hours to play daily will get on here trolling; this message is not for you. So don’t bother. Go back to your breadsticks and chocolate milk. Go troll your mom’s new boyfriend instead. Oh wait, that might be me.
Regards,
OT