WarframeThe newest expansion, Empyrean, takes the battle of the fast-paced game of mecha ninja and adds to the atmosphere. Fully customized space. Welcome to mine, Sweetheart, where all that matters is that it is completely pink, even on lasers.
Was this a good use of my time? Not at all. But I have planted, and now all my friends have come in.
We all have our own Railjacks, and we are tailor-made our ships to suit our unique personality. But mine is best and by God, we do not leave the station unless it is in my beautiful pink space.
It took a long time to open a space hangar, build it, farm supplies, and build a few pieces of Railjack. I did this first, so I had to do some very tricky parts for the milling, going down to open up areas of the world to open up the mines tirelessly and hopefully some unusual materials. At that moment, my friends go up and lure at the end of the Empyrean works as they are shown by the thousands of similar items that I could block in the world alone.
You would think this donation would make my friends realize I was worth it. Instead, they try to lift the mutiny.
“The ark that's fine, ”My friend Matt tells me one round. "That's not a bad ship! But we all want to use our own ships!"
Finally I end up nailing it, but my friends are listening to me singing the "Who Behind Blue Eyes" off-key next. I have the control rights of Discord on Warframe server, so they should listen to me. Appropriate punishment.
Oh yes, aesthetics
Because I play for most of my friends, my Racheljack is the best in our group's class. I have advanced weapons and shields installed. The larger engine means my ship is going faster, and the good shields mean that we don't get too fast.
I ran around on the Shoetheart, with tears in my eyes at the trouble, while my husband beat on me, fighting an army of foreigners who had sailed. If my friends need to find a gun station or exit door, it will be easy for them, thanks for the neon pink light.
I unlocked some nice guns and a quick engine. I don't care about any of these benefits, but they do give me a useful argument: yeah course we'll take a Sweetheart! Why us no take the ship with the best gear? I consider my anxiety to be considered purely for gameplay performance, but frankly, I am returning to a weird state of mind.
Maybe it's a part of growing up younger than four, always retiring from two controllers (or standing in the hallway and complaining that mom says we need to pick a game three players). I have been able to protect myself, by hunting down my Railjack and ejecting it from my friends like a kite that has eaten successively human food.
"Cass, you know we're not going to play with your Railjack forever, right?" Matt asks sensibly, and then I pull back and take off his jaws and tails like a snake.
The joy of using the atmosphere
Part of me knows that at some point, we will want to switch between different Railjacks and allow different players to take the helm. But the fact is that I'm stuck with Sweetheart in a way I didn't expect. Part of it is customization. It just sounds like it mine the ship.
Part of it is also because if you spend time developing something and building it slowly, it makes sense that you will find an attachment to your work. It's more than just a color scheme. There is something tangible I can point to. I managed to get back to the basics and smiled stubbornly as some of the less powerful foreign weapons threw in my towel.
The Empyrean expansion is intended for the greater challenge of interdependence Warframe for now, and it has provided some really fun op-op game for my team and team.
But there is one thing I will never miss: We all go my space. It's pink, and she's beautiful, and that's the last. I fight about it, so don't try to convince me.