Notes from author
Dark Souls is dying.
Slowly but surely, it's ceasing to be an active game. Remember when you could park in Anal Rodeo with a SL99 Gravelord and get invasions within a minute of each other? I don't. I remember staring at a fog wall last night for seventeen minutes only to fight the same low-level Zwei hornet fisher for the third time that evening.
What is left, however, are gankers.
Gankers are everywhere. I ditched Noactivityanyfuckingplaceyouwanttohost-o for Killerwaittimesbutatleastyouccantrydifferentareas-aathe and I was shocked to find that EVERYWHERE I went I was getting ganked. Tomb of the Giants. Anor Londo. Friggin' upper Blighttown. This was at SL99.
I don't know the science behind this, but waiting ten minutes for an invasion just to get jumped by a triple team of fat-rolling gravelord sword morons who won with copious amounts of R1 spam and enough estus to asphyxiate a pack of hippos was infuriating. Didn't help when the same person I just chain BSd twice staggers back over after his buddies stunlocked me to death and, having done fuck all, proceeds to spam look skyward.
Dark Souls has a matter of months left before even these goobers are gone, and I intend to spend those months being the cheapest, scummiest, most terrifying scumbag they have never heard of and will likely not have more than one short, infuriating encounter with.
900 damage dead-angled WoTG spam ish new meta. Lern2rollBS.
