Because some bullshit is bound to happen in one form or another. Its fucking insulting when you put all this time into this game and you cant EVER enjoy it for long. Because the fucking dsync seems to effect the game at random and this dude might just eat that whole magazine, hit you one time and kill you just for you to get to the end game screen and it tells you you missed a ton more than you did. The multiplayer is inconsistant as fuck not even due to being out skilled, more than half the time its something where there is nothing you couldve done. So ya know, I would prefer they get that shit working again so that the hit detection isnt dog shit before they make more ambitious, gonna take a while, plans. The only logical explanation I can come up with is its dsync or something to do with server performance. Youll get bloodsplatter, youll visually watch the person you shoot take a ridiculous amount of damage, just to die in one shot and get 52 shots fired only 3 shots hit even though that is complete bullshit, and you lit that mfer the fuck up to basically get the majority of your hits not even register at all. If you want hard facts and dates you won’t get them, period.Īll I know is, for a while this game has been great but rn I'm experiencing a lot of bad hit detection. You can either get no information or speculation, that’s all we have to go off of these days unfortunately which is why it’s easier to just say Thursday whenever anyone asks for dates. Unless I state very clearly otherwise, the information you’re about to hear should be taken as speculation. I also work entirely off public information and past experiences of working in game dev myself, as well as following this game closely for several years.
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This is one of the many topics Klean and I discussed about the future of the game, you can catch the full talk here: Īlthough I do sometimes get a hand from BSG and occasionally get to talk to Nikita or other members of the team, I do not work for BSG. It’s a palace, so go their and pretend to be a prince or princess with a taste for the outré.Today we’re talking about possibly the most anticipated and potentially most important change coming to Escape from Tarkov, Open World. Sunset Super may have changed their live animal handling practices somewhat, but you can still get whatever crazy cut of flesh you feel like throwing in a pan, or the stinkiest brick of tofu likely to make your recently transplanted Midwestern roommate retch in horror. Presumably, one got out of the bucket, made it down an aisle and out the door and hopped directly to PETA’s doorstep, to croak in its best patois that heinous things were happening to amphibians down in the Sunset. I came back last week, a good ten years having elapsed, and the buckets of frogs were gone. Oh, and a few buckets of frogs, large ones, and alive, alive enough to want to get the fuck out of those buckets. Large tanks of querious catfish, long displays of glistening mussels, oysters, clams, sea urchin laid out on ice. Aside from the insane variety of tofu and fermented products, the part that was remarkable for me at that time was the meat and seafood section. Years later, now living in San Francisco and possessed of at least a faux-cosmopolitan disposition towards weird foreign shit, I wandered into a large Asian market on Irving Street and 26th, in the mid Sunset District.
If you closed your eyes and felt with your nostrils the air around you, there was nothing to suggest the presence of food stuff.Īccompanying the wafting odor of this tofu one can’t but hear Colonel Kurtz’s final inaudible words to Marlowe Even as a young sprout I was already primed for S.F.’s general disdain of all things corporate and homogenous. The dull familiarity of Safeway’s antiseptic smell always caused my heart to plummet when I would accompany my mom or dad on a shopping trip. Lucky’s, Albertsons, Safeway, ad-literally-nauseum, all shitty, unnaturally glowing cubes of drab consumerism. Got any tips? Please send them to as I experienced them growing up in San Jose, California, were dismal places. And the best part is, it comes from those of us that live that life, that work in the trenches. It’s where we cheer on our favorite chefs, servers, and nightlife superheroes. It’s where we cover restaurant openings and bar closings, industry rumors and inside dirt.
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