I used to love playing Tribes. I found the game annoying because I couldn't figure out how to play. Then I discovered the Storm voice pack, and everything changed. I would spend more time trying to figure out which South Park/Simpsons/Wrestling quote to fire off with my next death, or the unoccasional successful kill. That alone made the game worth playing. I eagerly bought Tribes 2 and still don't understand what people hate about it, except that the voice packs didn't work. Why they would make that change mystifies me. It's not as much fun unless I can scream "Screw you, hippie!" as I get blown to pieces by a mortar, sniped from some mountain, etc.
I pretty much stunk to high heavens at it but it was fun all the same. Few things will match nailing some ultra-good player (judging by all the silly letters attached at the front of his handle) with a mine or, in my few shining moments, a shocklance. My connection has never been terribly good or fast, so I was generally outmanuevered and outskilled. Unless I played one of those ridiculous over-hyper games, when the railgun fired like a machine gun. I would laugh watching a piece of Tribes landscape go up like it was hit by a cluster bomb, or see death coming my way, swift and certain.
I miss Doom 2. I played that game pretty steadily, and had a laptop. I would be at some laundromat and people would be wondering what was happening on my computer, with all the gunfire and demonic screams. Best moment was, while playing at around 4:30am (through the night of course), I was racing forward and suddenly heard some god-awful pig squeal noise. I don't know how I went from running forward to running back, but that sound completely freaked me out I had to stop playing for a few minutes. That was my first encounter with an arch-vile (I think!), and that was great!
