Do you know what am I talking about in here?
In other words.. the magic of the game on the battlefield.. yes?
Share your thoughts if you wish =)
Do you know what am I talking about in here?
In other words.. the magic of the game on the battlefield.. yes?
Share your thoughts if you wish =)
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The difference between theory and practice is smaller in theory than it is in practice.
Sure. I have transcendent moments when I'm so in the 'zone' , I'm so focused, it's like a meditative warrior state.
pure bliss. :D
What magic?
Are you high, what are you smoking?
Nobody but 100 people play this "magical", unbalanced fairy tale and 90% of them are all noobs.
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Magic?
I know only one true magic in Hawken... It is the Baba-ji Black Magic Solution!
so, yes. just add this in game.
Edited by nepacaka, 15 January 2016 - 01:10 PM.
Kompotka 3000. 2D ha?ken game: https://community.pl...ve/?hl=kompotka
Interceptor, B-Class mech concept: https://community.pl...itdefence-mech/
Challenger, C-Class mech concept: https://community.pl...ccepted-thread/
G2-Brawler, C-class mech concept: https://community.pl...pacaka-is-here/
Kinetik, B-class mech concept: https://community.pl...ass-shotgunner/
Melter, A-class mech concept: https://community.pl...-class-support/
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also tickle and I call it alcohol
I liked this and then I unliked it.
DON'T BE SHY NERDI liked this and then I unliked it.
I like going against the best of any game I play. Helps you in the long run n motivates u to do more. Always room for improvement not failure

FIRST OFF WHAT THE FUZZ IS A "SHILL"
I can do magic in hawken.
It's called teleporting skill..
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My... in the zone... comes from a total detachment of the self. Left to my own devices, while ego often serves to motivate me to do well, and do well, I do, it will often leave me inflexible. It makes me conscious and observant, but not accepting. Every shot that hits me hits my motivation as well. My "in the zone" is scattered across a wide array of nameless accounts, half of which I do not even recall, whose termination came when I spoke, and created an identity.
The screen is there, my eyes, here, and my hands also. My head doesn't need another barrier, another factor involved.
I snowboard. I have been on mountains since I was two years old. I wear a full face helmet. I often take solitary trips, just to enjoy what can be done with a brain and a body. It's been 21 years since I started, and yet, it does not get old. Most snowboarders who take it seriously focus on showy stuff. It's hard. I actually have a dead nerve in my left leg on account of that sort of thing. But that zone, that zone exists around 60 miles per hour/100KPH, threading a needle between moguls or trees, or gliding over a patch of ice, accepting without thought or fear the fact that you are helpless beyond keeping upright at that speed on that ice, and christ, my mother lost her spleen back when I was in high school in a skiing accident - needs to go out of her way to ensure she has kale or spinach every day. Just last year my edge slipped one of the steeper slopes in Vermont and I flew, side first, on my back, off a mogul about a hundred feet, and only three feet from a tree at my closest. No airbags. No seatbelts, or even seats for that matter. A piece of plastic and some foam over your skull, and a thick sweatshirt if it's really cold out.
And then I got up, and kept fuzzy bunnyng going. That place of total, seamless connection between you and what you're doing, it's, as bt said, transcendent, and sometimes worth risking your life over.
See also: drinking Amid under the table.
Edited by ticklemyiguana, 15 January 2016 - 06:56 PM.
See also: drinking Amid under the table.
You are literally half my size.
You couldn't.
HAH. wait you know that's false. You're like 20 pounds heavier than me.You are literally half my size.
You couldn't.
HAH. wait you know that's false. You're like 20 pounds heavier than me.
....
....
You are not 460 pounds, you fool, and to do justice to the linguistics here, you did say LITERALLY.
Edited by ticklemyiguana, 15 January 2016 - 07:51 PM.
You are not 460 pounds, you fool, and to do justice to the linguistics here, you did say LITERALLY.
How fuzzy bunnygn tall are you because jesus you do not look that heavy in your pics.
How fuzzy bunnygn tall are you because jesus you do not look that heavy in your pics.
6'2"
It's all in the legs. 21 years of snowboarding, lots of mountains, 8 years of skateboarding, lacrosse, football, soccer. Prime storage space for alcohol.
yes usualy stimulants let me forget everythg and only see/hear the battlefield and the cloud that hazes my computer screen is gone and my mechs knees feel like my own and i can finaly move my mech with the awareness i usualy can never feel
I get into my zone when I am 100% in the moment, not thinking about other stuff, not thinking a minute ahead, just acting and reacting.
That I know without a doubt what I'm doing is a given to reach the zone. So no zone in Hawken for me yet. Touched it a few times in one on one encounters, but it was gone in a few seconds.
Where I often get into the zone is on the archery range. Before making the shot I have a perfect shot execution in my mind including my arrow hitting the X and I know this is how I am going to perform, then I just let go and my body makes it happen. Feels so amazing.
After some time picture of the shot execution in my mind just becomes a warm feeling, only the picture of my arrow in the X really remains.
This is the point where I have a satisfied smile on my face and just enjoy the moment while my body performs. It's often called spectator shooting.
Edited by Pleasure_Mortar, 16 January 2016 - 03:54 AM.
I had a mysterious feeling of some unknown force a long time ago. It happened late one night when I used to play the old funner version of Hawken (pre ascension).
Turns out...
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fuzzy bunny you CZeroFive
My... in the zone... comes from a total detachment of the self. Left to my own devices, while ego often serves to motivate me to do well, and do well, I do, it will often leave me inflexible. It makes me conscious and observant, but not accepting. Every shot that hits me hits my motivation as well. My "in the zone" is scattered across a wide array of nameless accounts, half of which I do not even recall, whose termination came when I spoke, and created an identity.
The screen is there, my eyes, here, and my hands also. My head doesn't need another barrier, another factor involved.
I snowboard. I have been on mountains since I was two years old. I wear a full face helmet. I often take solitary trips, just to enjoy what can be done with a brain and a body. It's been 21 years since I started, and yet, it does not get old. Most snowboarders who take it seriously focus on showy stuff. It's hard. I actually have a dead nerve in my left leg on account of that sort of thing. But that zone, that zone exists around 60 miles per hour/100KPH, threading a needle between moguls or trees, or gliding over a patch of ice, accepting without thought or fear the fact that you are helpless beyond keeping upright at that speed on that ice, and christ, my mother lost her spleen back when I was in high school in a skiing accident - needs to go out of her way to ensure she has kale or spinach every day. Just last year my edge slipped one of the steeper slopes in Vermont and I flew, side first, on my back, off a mogul about a hundred feet, and only three feet from a tree at my closest. No airbags. No seatbelts, or even seats for that matter. A piece of plastic and some foam over your skull, and a thick sweatshirt if it's really cold out.
And then I got up, and kept fuzzy bunnyng going. That place of total, seamless connection between you and what you're doing, it's, as bt said, transcendent, and sometimes worth risking your life over.
See also: drinking Amid under the table.
You and Sonny Bono may have something in common someday...I hope not !
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And here I was thinking I was keeping my political ambition under wraps.You and Sonny Bono may have something in common someday...I hope not !
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Edited by ticklemyiguana, 16 January 2016 - 11:45 AM.
I have this "subconscious fear" always in the back of my mind of getting bit by a shark, though I know the odds of that happening are greater than guessing the powerball numbers, but I keep on swimming out and taking the plunge all the while still having a great time.
We all feel invincible at a young age. It's just getting through that minefield without doing serious damage to one's self......have fun and don't worry, you'll grow out of it in a few years ![]()
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Edited by DieselCat, 16 January 2016 - 01:37 PM.
I get this kind of vibe going if I don't play HAWKEN for awhile, and then come back to it (After my initial period of rustiness, which lasts about an hour or so). If I play too much HAWKEN for more than a few days, I start to over-analyze things/get preoccupied with how I'm playing, get salty, and I start to play shittily. I then give HAWKEN a break for another few days.
And there you have my HAWKEN playing habits in a nutshell.



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NOPE TURNS OUT IT WAS JUST DRUUUUUUUUUUGZ
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Edited by currently(on)_sabbatical, 16 January 2016 - 10:23 PM.
heheheh
Some posts in here made me think in those pilots basically giving laps in every map all together as some kind of -per semper- basis.. REPENT you all edge walkers !!
Lol... Definitely not feeling nor using the Force nor a way to feel any magic in our beloved HAWKEN game... to those.. you know who you are! :P
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The difference between theory and practice is smaller in theory than it is in practice.
Then I would be the best player in the game

Ridding the world of evil, one Berzerker at a time.




I just look at people and click mouse buttons. You are all high af.
Edited by Kamile, 17 January 2016 - 09:38 PM.

My "skill" is extremely bound to my state of mind, and I easily choke when confronted by too good players of messy siuations. So the few magic like moments have occurred in hindsight looking back on when my absent mindedness takes over and all that really remains is the dance, no thoughts or hand eye coordination, just dance.
Then I think back on it and get a "how the fuzzy bunny did that even happen" feeling, leaving magic as the only viable explanation.
Edited by Crminimal, 19 January 2016 - 07:50 AM.
My "skill" is extremely bound to my state of mind, and I easily choke when confronted by too good players of messy siuations. So the few magic like moments have occurred in hindsight looking back on when my absent mindedness takes over and all that really remains is the dance, no thoughts or hand eye coordination, just dance.
Then I think back on it and get a "how the fuzzy bunny did that even happen" feeling, leaving magic as the only viable explanation.
watching slowed down recording really helps with that :)
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