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Horny jail
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All JoJo ops
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Imagine a spirit and plague group
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Only when they try to steal from my basement chest
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Give the man a break, his legs aren't what they used to be.
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Sadly there is no way to tell if you quitting was or wasn't your choice.
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Yes, no mither works the same way, I think...
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Why switch from console to console? I'm guessing your friends have Xbox? Also there is no confirmed date for cross progression.
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Pizza. You can never go wrong with pizza.
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Yes, definitely
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no
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I love that piggy is on top. b o o p
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Piggy
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Hell yeah gamer
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Yes, you just have to download the game
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JoJo's bizarre adventure
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@Feiten said:
I'm mad i don't see flip flop or boil over used more. So many interesting perks but most r1 survivors use the same predictable builds...
I wanted to get ash but the sale ended so I only bought Laurie for DS and yui for... The pallet perk and her looks I guess
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@Heartbound said:
A Spirit Unbound - Bonus Chapter
Thank you all for being so supportive of the work. In appreciation I decided to rework a chapter I discarded.
As such: A few notes.
Detective Tapp is taking the place of Rin Yamaoka. He totally volunteered and wasn't forced to by the Entity.
Detective Tapp does not match his licensed likeness. As he is filling in for Rin (she has escaped permanently) he will react to things like Rin would.
Just uh, roll with it. (I changed a bit, but you can still tell in some places there are lines meant for Rin.)
This chapter is DARK. Please take what happens with an open mind and remember it's just a story!
-end warning-
My name is Detective David Tapp. It's easy to get lost in the fog, but I think I finally found where Amanda Young is setting up base.
Hawkins National Laboratory. At least, the fog brought me here. I must be on her trail. Find her. Put an end to this nightmare.
I turned around. That's the exit gate, for sure. It looks a bit odd though. Not bad.
I reached down next to my empty holster and picked up my radio. It hasn't worked for a long time, but speaking into it makes me feel better. Maybe it's just a coping mechanism for the stress I'm under.
"This is Detective Tapp. Entering the Hawkins National Laboratory. No sign of activity yet."
If I'm gonna drag Ms. Young through it, I need to start those generators. Well. Let's get to it.
I made my way out of the gateway and deeper into the complex. Wait. What's that? I hear footsteps. Someone's running.
That someone rounded the corner pretty quickly. Wait, I know who that is. Dwight Fairfield.
"Dwight!" I called out.
Dwight seemed happy to see me.
"Detective! Have you been hurt? Has anything happened?"
I felt a little surprised by the barrage of questions.
"I just got here Dwight. How did you know I was here anyway?"
Dwight smiled.
"We've got a common bond. Come on, I saw a generator over here. Show me what you can do!"
I quickly ran after Dwight as we made our way into a large room. There was a lot of boxes and barrels, but what really stood out was the long platform in the middle. I bet you could walk on that.
The sound of a generator being worked on. Someone was already in here. She was a blonde girl with a light blue shirt and dark blue jeans.
Dwight seemed to know who she was.
"Laurie!"
Laurie jumped a bit, but spoke calmly.
"Dwight. Boy am I glad to see you."
The three of us quickly got together to work on the generator. I don't know what it was, but with Dwight here, I felt like we could take on anything.
Dwight sounded excited when he spoke.
"Guys. Jake got out. All the way out. There's a way out!"
I felt a little surprised by what I was hearing. I kept my tone jovial as I made my inquiry.
"Are you able to tell us where you were last night?"
Dwight smiled as he made quicker than usual progress on the generator.
"We worked together with Evan. The Trapper. It's weird I know. We blew up a generator on the Entity, and we got Jake out.
Laurie sounded concerned.
"What about you? Did anyone else get out?"
Dwight frowned a bit.
"No. Megan. Claudette. Evan and I. We got brutalized. A lot."
Dwight laughed, shaking his head.
"I could have gone. I could have been free from all of this. But no. I'm needed here. Jake's dad is a CEO. He has power. He might have the resources to get everyone out."
I felt impressed.
"That's pretty selfless. Do you regret it?"
Dwight took a breath before answering.
"No. I don't want to be free while other people are suffering. If I'm going to survive, you all are too."
Laurie hesitated before speaking.
"I saw a dead body on my way here. Man in a white lab coat. Has anyone seen another survivor besides us three?"
I shook my head.
"As soon as I came in, Dwight found me. I haven't had a chance to look around yet."
Dwight sounded concerned.
"I don't feel abandoned. There's usually four to a trial."
I jumped a little as I heard a gunshot, followed by a woman's scream.
Dwight spoke nervously.
"That settles that."
When Laurie spoke, it was with a surprising level of certainty.
"We're facing the Deathslinger."
I felt a little surprised.
"The who?"
Dwight took a breath before speaking.
"He's got a spear gun. If you see a tall man in brown, keep your distance."
A second female screen. Whoever that was just went down. Hard. I had a general idea where she was laying from the noise, but I could tell she was being picked up.
A general sign that she was going on the hook.
Laurie, Dwight and I managed to finish our generator fairly shortly after. When Dwight spoke next, it was with certainty.
"We'll all get out of here soon. Permanently. Let's do our best team."
I nodded.
"Alright."
Laurie gasped, as if she had a supernatural sense of danger.
"He was watching me!"
Dwight looked around nervously.
"We need to split up."
Dwight and Laurie ran away from the screaming. I know they would save her if they could, but they're better on generators than I am. I'm a policeman. It's my job anyway.
Deathslinger huh. That gun won't be able to do anything to a bulletproof vest.
This place is so confusing to navigate. I'm sure Dwight and Laurie are finding generators easily, but these rooms all look the same.
It wasn't long before I saw him as I wandered. Down a reasonably long hallway, staring right at me.
At first I thought he was chewing on something, but no. The Deathslinger adjusted his jaw before he spoke.
"Get your prayers in, you'll be swinging by noon."
I didn't think I was as close to him as I was, but by the time I realized he was already aiming down his sights, he had already fired his gun.
Just like Laurie said, I had been shot by a man in a brown wide rimmed hat, and an equally brown trench coat. His piercing blue eyes reminded me of someone like the Spirit. Someone that was seeing what the Entity wanted them to see.
A harpoon of all things struck me in the chest, and just as it made impact with my ribs a barb punctured both above and below. I was being pulled in!
So much for my bulletproof vest. I gripped the chain, and felt the best course of action was to break it before I got pulled all the way to him.
If it snaps, at least he won't have a harpoon to shoot people with anymore.
Barrels. Crates. I won't let him have me. I feel like it's working. He's struggling to pull me in.
A sudden snap. It hurt, but the harpoon pulled itself out of me, and the Deathslinger grunted in surprise and pain.
I have to get away from him. It hurts. More than normal. More than a killer's normal strike. I might be able to fix this. No. Getting away first.
I was being pursued slowly, and I knew I couldn't let him get a line to shoot his gun at me again. I dropped pallets, but I couldn't stop running.
Soon I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore. Did the Deathslinger lose me? I don't want to stop running.
I heard a voice, and a flashlight clicking. It was Dwight.
"Come on old man. I'm over here!"
Dwight Fairfield. You madman. Don't get shot.
That voice. The woman I came over here to save in the first place. She's close. What do I do? Do I try to stop the bleeding, or do I save her?
I need to get her off that hook first.
Compared to girls like Laurie, Claudette and Megan this wasn't a small girl. I should be strong enough to get her off the hook though.
Actually, I feel like I've seen this woman before. On television. Black dress clothes. Hair tied in a bun. Latin girl. No it can't be, can it?
Her skin was a lot softer than everyone else I've pulled off this hook. I guess it's kind of a mixed blessing not to have lean muscles in this kinda scenario.
My head was getting faint. I'm gonna pass out from blood loss in a minute.
As I kneeled towards the ground, I heard her voice.
"I've got you. Hold on."
I couldn't help but laugh at my weakness. I could see blood pooling at her feet, but she started taking care of me right after being rescued.
It didn't take long before the bleeding stopped, and I felt a little stronger. As soon as I got up to return the favor, I had only to touch her once before she stopped bleeding too.
The lady smiled at me.
"Showing up when things get rough, listening to people's problems, and supporting those in need; that's how you become stronger, that's how you grow. My name's Jane Romero."
I knew it!
"Jane Romero. Like from the TV?"
Jane laughed.
"I'm just like everyone else. Come on. Let's get on a generator. Everyone else is counting on us."
Jane seemed to know where a generator was, but I could hear gunshots in the distance. Far off. Hang in there Dwight.
The generator had already been worked on for a bit. This secluded generator in a room would be difficult to find from the hallways without the noise, and there were remnants of a pallet here. This is where Jane got into trouble.
I decided to talk to Jane as we worked together on the generator.
"How did someone like you end up here?"
Jane shook her head.
"I don't know, but we can get through it together. People are remembered for the challenges they overcome. You can run away and forget what you're capable of or you can face your fears and remind the world of who you are."
I couldn't help but laugh a little bit to myself. To an outsider we must look crazy. We're all trying to help each other survive while someone hunts us without challenge. If we weren't so altruistic though, I'm sure we'd lose our minds. No man is an island. We need each other.
I've seen people that could have been survivors go stark raving mad, and I remember one lost soul grabbing Dwight by the throat when he went to help them. I know it hurt Dwight to knock that person out, but that's just the kind of place we're in right now.
Not only did we finish our generator, another one went off in the distance. We just have two left.
Jane stood up, and looked unusually poised.
"Okay, stay calm. Don't overthink it and just keep moving forward: you got this."
Those footsteps. The Deathslinger was getting closer. Jane got into a locker, so if I want to keep her out of harms way, I need to draw attention.
I knew the Deathslinger was following me, so I dropped every pallet I crossed to slow him down.
Crack. Crack. They were slowing him down, but not enough. He was still behind me. I could see that ominous red glow in front of him.
A gunshot. I turned around just as it hit me, and once again I was being pulled in!
There was a lot of distance between us, but we were in an empty hallway. I don't know what it was about this shot, but I felt unusually exposed. I have to get away! Now!
Despite my best efforts, I was pulled close enough to smell the stench of rot on the Deathslinger's breath, and he hit me hard enough with the butt of his gun to send me into a back flip.
I breathed slow and hard as I hit the ground. People like Dwight can handle running killers around like it's nothing, and look at me. I didn't last long at all.
I felt myself being picked up, and hoisted onto the old man's shoulder. Even struggling was difficult. I couldn't even wiggle hard enough to knock that man's hat off.
Onto the hook I went. A numb pain that forced the air out of my lungs and made my voice ring into the air.
Someone will come for me, won't they? Can I risk that? I don't want to be a burden on them. I can get off myself.
I struggled, once. Twice. The familiar claws of the Entity began to emerge quicker and quicker. Like a hand closing its grip on me.
I could feel myself shiver in fear. I knew what was coming next.
Laurie Strode came out of nowhere, and suddenly I was being pulled off the hook. Was it safe? The Deathslinger is still nearby, isn't he?
Laurie grabbed my shoulder, calming my shaking.
"There's nothing to be scared of."
A gunshot, and Laurie was facing down the Deathslinger from the business end of the harpoon piercing her.
The Deathslinger's voice was gritty and hoarse.
"There won't be nothing to fear soon. Till then, fear me."
Laurie looked at me briefly as I attempted to block the Deathslinger and break the line.
"Get on a generator, I'll be fine."
I wasn't going to let Laurie get hurt after saving me, but I also didn't want to die. When the line snapped, the Deathslinger approached both of us with ill intent.
Where do I go? The stairs!
I ran up the stairs, then another set. Empty rooms all around me, and a straight hallway heading forward. I can hear it. The Deathslinger is nearby.
Dead men in white coats. Blood on the walls. I was losing my nerve. I can hear a gunshot. Where is the Deathslinger, where is he?
I backed into a room near the generator, scanning the hallway wildly for the assailant I knew was coming.
Suddenly, I fell.
Everything went dark around me, and when I woke up, I was in a strange, dark forest. The only sign that gave me any way to get my bearings read the words 'Crystal Lagoon.'
I was at a campsite. One out in the woods. I could see wooden cabins dotting the road.
Just then, an ominous whisper filled my mind. The voice was a sharp whisper.
Yee yee yee haw haw haw.
I looked around, and fear washed over me.
Yee yee yee haw haw haw.
I looked towards the lake, and saw the Deathslinger begin to rise from the water.
Suddenly, a slap across my face. Then another.
I slowly opened my eyes and was greeted with a worried Dwight. Was I knocked out?
I looked up at the giant hole in the ceiling. I fell down two stories. I guess I can't be that shocked. What a bad time to get knocked out.
Dwight's voice was worried.
"Tapp. Are you okay? Tapp!"
I took a breath, and looked at my surroundings. Rubble everywhere. Did I make this hole?
"I'm fine, I think. Is everyone okay?"
Dwight shook his head.
"No. Laurie's on the hook. Get on a generator, I'll go get her."
Just then, a gunshot rang out, and I was caught by the harpoon!
Dwight forced the harpoon out of me by smashing the chain against a nearby construction lift.
"Go get Laurie! I'll keep him busy!"
The Deathslinger was fixated on me, at least until Dwight slammed a pallet on him.
Once it was safe, I stemmed the blood loss. I looked around, and I listened for Laurie's voice. On the stairs. There was a hook nearby. That's where she is.
I ran to Laurie, and quickly pulled her off. Unfortunately, we had little time to say anything as the Deathslinger had lost Dwight and was on us again.
A harpoon pierced Laurie's chest, and it was a struggle but I got it off her.
Part of me wanted to taunt the Deathslinger, but I knew it would just end in disaster. Laurie's more experienced than me. She can get away, right? Please get away.
I swallowed hard from my hiding spot as Laurie jumped into a locker in clear view of the killer. I was bleeding and helpless, watching as the Deathslinger walked to the locker.
Laurie wasn't standing in the locker. She was laying down, and holding the left side of the door closed. I could hear her screaming as the Deathslinger tried to reach in for her to no avail.
The sobbing did not deter our killer. He reached into the locker and started knocking the hatchets down as Laurie screamed.
Just as all hope seemed lost, Laurie grabbed one of the fallen hatchets and jabbed the Deathslinger in the face. As he was reeling, Laurie quickly ran off elsewhere in the facility.
Just then, I heard Jane's voice.
"Hold still. I'll heal you."
I didn't even realize she had approached me.
"Thank you."
Jane sounded worried.
"We still have two generators to do."
Before I could respond, a generator reached completion and made that glorious chime. Dwight is still on the ball.
Jane's voice softened.
"One generator. We'll be out soon. Hang in there Tapp."
I could say nothing, but I felt hope.
Jane gasped, then sounded excited.
"A totem. Those are never good. Let me take it out."
I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?"
Jane shrugged.
"Could haunt the place, but I think it's worth the risk."
I crouched as I watched Jane take the totem apart, and felt relief as it exploded without incident.
Jane stood up and smiled at me.
"Nothing to it. Let's get that last generator."
It was so quick. I saw the Deathslinger coming, but Jane didn't.
The Deathslinger spoke with a mix of pity and irritation.
"Bloody fool, you pulled the trigger on yourself."
The Deathslinger was far away when he shot, but I don't think interfering would have made a difference. Jane went down. Hard.
I'll just get her off the hook. No big deal.
The Deathslinger didn't pick Jane up. He pierced her with his gun just under the neck, and lifted her up into the air with an evil smile.
Just then, the entirety of Jane's body slid down the gun like tender meat, and collapsed in a pile, leaving only Jane's head fixated to the gun.
The Deathslinger looked surprised, and I think we both shared that awful feeling of disgust. I don't know what the Deathslinger was going to do, but I don't think that was supposed to happen.
"Get off my gun." The Deathslinger said as he attempted to hold back vomit.
When the Deathslinger shot his harpoon, Jane's head flew into one of the light fixtures above, electrocuting it and charring it beyond recognition.
The Deathslinger took a moment to clean off his gear, but I was left with a good person. No, a good friend that was now an unidentifiable pile of meat.
All of that fame. Everything that Jane was was now unrecognizable. All of that confidence. Gone.
I thought the killers were supposed to feed us to the Entity on hooks? Why? Jane. No.
I looked at the broken totem pieces. If I had done this instead, Jane would still be alive. This is my fault.
The Deathslinger chewed on something before turning my way.
"Don't think I don't see you there."
In a split second I had that gun drawn on me, but somehow this dead-eye hunter missed. Now it's time to run.
I dropped as many pallets as I could find and ran as fast as I could.
I could hear a generator. It was almost halfway done. If this place wasn't so confusing I could figure out exactly where it was.
Even though I couldn't, the Deathslinger could. He broke chase from me and went after the person working on the generator.
I could hear his voice.
"Gotcha."
A female scream. Laurie. Another scream. A hard slam on the floor.
Laurie wouldn't make it to a hook. I heard a piercing noise. Then a gunshot.
Then I saw Dwight with a horrified look on his face, and a loosely held flashlight. He wanted to rescue Laurie, and I ended up getting her killed to by running to her.
I should have paid more attention. A few moments later that harpoon was in my chest too, and I was knocked out just like everyone else.
The Deathslinger didn't give me the same ending as he gave the girls though.
I spoke to myself with a fierce determination.
"What the hell is this? I'm taking this bastard down!"
I tried to get away, trying my best to get up as I did so, but I wasn't unbreakable.
I heard a gunshot. Then another. Dwight's running towards me. If Dwight grabs my hand we can both make a break for it.
Dwight never reached me. He was pierced by an overly excited Deathslinger.
"Got ya. FINALLY."
It was soul crushing to see Dwight Fairfield go down. He was the glue holding us together, and he's going on a hook because I couldn't do my part.
Worse still, Dwight was placed on a hook in such a way that he had a clear view of me.
The Deathslinger gloated as he stood above my body.
"You know. A little spider in the sky told me you guys are trying to make a great escape. Let me tell you something."
Tendrils of the Entity appeared from nowhere as the Deathslinger spoke, delivering two red coins to the hunter.
"You all are just a bounty that stands in between me and Henry Bayshore. You so much as think about getting out of this hole, I'm always gonna pull you right. Back. In.
I felt the spear of his gun go into my back, and I felt an oddly absent pain as the harpoon pierced my mouth.
We only had one generator left.
"I had you, I had you on your knees. You're runnin' scared because we had you. We're gonna close this case!"
None of that mattered now though. With my last fading light I saw Dwight being carried away to the Entity.
If I was just a better survivor, none of this would have happened. I'm nothing but a disappointment to my friends. Friends that counted on me to do my part.
I awoke at a familiar campfire, with no signs of the wounds I had accrued.
I'm going to do better. I have to do better. I can't let this happen again. Never, never again.
The wait was worth it!
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What would you do if you got facecamped at the start of the game? Would you have fun? I bet you would have fun just being on the hook and then spamming a button for a minute then dying and getting no points for 10min of waiting for a lobby
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Feng gang!
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Stale bread
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Dark souls :)
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Spine chill, I know exactly how far the killer is and how much time I have.
Bond, I can keep working on a gen without getting interrupted by teammates getting chased and I can find healing buddies faster (empathy if I want to heal others)
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Meh
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No
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@gatsby said:
https://forum.deadbydaylight.com/en/discussion/comment/1220671#Comment_1220671
I just can't ever see a reason to use Empathy. When you use Bond, it's pretty easy to tell where teammates are even if they're out of range if you mentally keep track of the direction they went the last time you saw them.
I agree that bond is better but not on a healing build
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@gatsby said:
https://forum.deadbydaylight.com/en/discussion/comment/1220643#Comment_1220643
The issue with Botany Knowledge is that Survivors don't know you have it so sometimes you have to spend like 30 seconds convincing them to get off the generator to heal. Plus it doesn't stack with We'll Make It
And Empathy isn't the best for finding healing when you need it since Second Wind is your only self heal. Bond is awesome for finding people to heal, coordinating gens, finding heals for yourself and knowing how to avoid interrupting gens when being chased. Empathy just isn't that versatile.
But... Empathy has better range than bond and since you want to heal teammates, idk why you would want to see healthy lads. Also BK stacks with we'll make it, we'll make it is like prove thyself, only 1 can be active
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Second wind, we'll make it, botany knowledge and empathy sounds like a fun build (i used this exact build but instead of second wind I used self care)
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@Awkward_Fiend said:
You want to play Doctor, Spirit, or Freddy? Too bad, a ton of people have blacklisted your killer, so your queue time is now super long.
Also killers could just switch into a blacklisted one while their in the lobby with you, making the option pointless.
Those are actually the exact killers I'd blacklist lol
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Watched otz and noob3
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I'd choose freddy but since he's not here I'll go for clown because I hate being slowed down
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You can't pay back what you owe in money!
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Pebble
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This
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@xEa said:
https://forum.deadbydaylight.com/en/discussion/comment/1208678#Comment_1208678
As far as i know, botany is not buffing We'll make it (stays at 100% healingspeed).
No it does stack. Only 2 we'll make it don't stack
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Sometimes dark souls 3 pvp but I usually get destroyed by the tryhards ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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My favourite is for the people, self care, botany knowledge and no mither
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Didn't think you would respond so I just want to say that I really had fun reading it from beginning to end and I hope you make more.
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@FireHazard said:
https://forum.deadbydaylight.com/en/discussion/comment/1214095#Comment_1214095
Oof.
Unless this is a meme, than I can see why the grind might not appeal to some players. It really depends on how much time you're willing to put into it.
Compared to other games, the grind is not so bad. I personally hate grindy games and that's why I quit Warframe, I couldn't handle it anymore after 400hrs of pure grind.
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You lose your will to live
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1. Nea
2. Other
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Also why you gotta do Feng like that? :(
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Nice
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@Awkward_Fiend said:
https://forum.deadbydaylight.com/en/discussion/comment/1212108#Comment_1212108
I've heard more complaints about playing the killers on this list, Freddy was definitely the runner up but I mostly just hear things bad about playing against him, not as him. If this was about least fun to play against Freddy would be at the top of my list.
Pig is here because of the reasons why Seiko mentioned, the majority of the complaints I see about her is that she's boring. Same with Clown and Plague. I do agree that Freddy is somewhat boring, he's not as much so as those other killers since his power at least allows for mobility and lethality.
I don't really have a problem with freddy himself. What I do have a problem with is freddies who run thana, dying light, sloppy and pop and both slowdown addons
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Tea
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Where's freddy? Why is pig here but not freddy? He's the most unfun killer to play against and really boring to play as.
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Just no, it's really childish to send hatemail even if it's a iridescent head, infantry belt and ebony Mori huntress
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Since you already have the teachables then definitely yui because the default outfit looks nice
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I agree, head on really needs a nerf
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Why