It all depends on the bar you set yourself, doesn’t it? I mean, there’s people who verbally put others down, but it’s your choice to do the same, right?
That said, I don’t so much mind if I’m fighting something and someone dodges around that to grab the loot as I know that later in the quest the shoe will be on the other foot - so it all evens out. I also strive to help kill the mob and/or heal. Just seems fair. I don’t stress about it.
It is so hard now to tell what will be multi-tap or single use in game. I can’t keep track and it’s frustrating. Yet I do see Blizzard’s issue. Before they changed the souls respawn, I would just spend time running between the three rocks by the forge guy. Now I have a much larger circuit - and I’m not going to lie, it’s more engaging. Not as simple, but I’m actually playing the game vs marking time. I’d prefer to play the game.
By chests I assume you mean the assorted things that spawn in zones that can be looted for anima, vendor trash, and some pets/mounts
why are you killing the mobs around them? CC them loot the chest and then deal with them. I see this stupidity all the time where someone is killing the mobs around one of those and I run up typhoon the mobs back and CC them so the person can loot the chest with me but instead of doing that they charge up to the mobs and keep fighting and the chest despawn’s before they finish fighting.
Not my fault if you are not smart enough to know how to loot stuff in the open world that’s got mobs around it.
A guy I was in college with told me a funny story. He was in the army and in a hurry to catch a plane for a deployment. A lot of soldiers, both army and marines, were there for the same thing. He had to take a leak, so he ran into the bathroom, took care of business, and headed for the door. A marine using a urinal yelled to him “In the Marine Corps, they teach us to wash our hands after urinating.” My buddy yelled back “In the Army, they teach us not to pi$$ on our hands!” Needless to say, a huge brawl broke out that spilled outside the bathroom!
i used to work at a unit which conducted a variety of wargames, and we regularly got all kinds of joint and international officers visiting us as a result. we provided several convenience services for those guys, including kitchen support which is what i normally did during a game. we had some really fancy dishware in our kitchen, and during one of these events where i knew we’d have a marine presence, i decide to get a little cheeky. i go out and buy like four of the large crayola boxes of crayons and delicately arrange them on a beautiful silver platter, and put it out there next to the grapes and yogurt or whatever.
about an hour later, when the game participants start coming in, a marine colonel sticks his head into the kitchen and shouts, “hey, which one of you expletives put the tray of crayons out there?” i said, “good morning sir, that was me.”
his response? “outstanding sergeant. normally we get rosearts.”
i did eventually get yelled at by my colonel, but i hated that guy so it was fine
My Dad had a story about Marines, and a “lateral transfer of resources” … I guess whether it’s a good story or not kind of depends on whether or not you were a Marine.
Anyway, it was 1950, and my Dad was in the Air Force on duty in the Philippines. He figured that it’d be quiet duty after what he’d been through in the Navy. (He was on an escort carrier that ate a kamikaze and a torpedo within fifteen minutes of each other during the Battle off Samar.) And he was right, up until things got ugly in Korea.
I’m guessing it was getting on towards winter, because they shipped out without having been issued any winter gear. Lo and behold, they got to the dock, and there was a bunch of USMC winter gear sitting around. Sitting around unguarded, which is how it became USAF winter gear.
