BoS MP bad for your health?

[3instein]

Sheeesh.... My bloody hands are still shaking. I may need to go and have a coffee, ciggie and a lie down.

 

I normally, just play SP and very rarely, if ever fly MP and I now know why, after a few rounds of that I am a complete nervous wreck, honestly.

 

I have tried MP in the past on the expert servers but mostly stayed well out the way.

 

I just flew a few rounds on the normal DED EU server and got right into the thick of it. I really couldn't do that for a long time, I would prob have a heart attack.

 

Just knowing real folk are in those planes trying to shoot me down is quite a rush and certainly got my heart beating a little faster than usual.

 

Question: Do any of you guys get pretty nervous, heart racing, kind of feeling when you fly MP or is it just a case of getting used to it?

 

Cheers, I'm off for another workout.

 

Mick.

 

PS: Merry Christmas.    

 

 

[SYN_Mike77]

Once you go MP it is hard to go back.  And once you go MP with a group of friends on teamspeak, working together towards some goal....Thats the gold standard baby.

[Guest deleted@1562]

Was very ancious when I had my very first online flight in 2003 with the squad. Don't have that strong feelings anymore when flying online. So, I guess it gets "better".

[Guest deleted@50488]

It can indeed rise your blood pressure :-)

 

Mine does, but it's even better at the EXPERT servers, without icons active, because you will really have to pay attention to the skies around you...

[NachtJaeger110]

I had similar feelings when I tried MP first. I considered myself a pretty good shot in SP, but when I had my first opportunities online my heart was beating so hard that I missed every time.

You will get cooler by your 5th-10th MP flight, but honestly, I is the only game experience that gives me that kind of experience.

For example, I felt very bad for a whole evening after firing so many rounds into a flow flying 110 that her wing broke off and the poor chap crashed and died without any chance. For a minute I really questioned myself why I play such a psychologically "brutal" game.. Then I realized how unique this experience was and how it makes me an even stronger pacifist in real life  So I figured it can't be that unhealthy

[CheeseGromit]

I've not really touched BoS multiplayer but certainly have had the post adrenaline shakey hands in other games. Turns out it's not a feeling I really like to get out of gaming, which is generally designed to be my relaxing entertainment. I'll stick to single player and PvE.

[II/JG17_HerrMurf]

Yes, early on you will ride the adrenaline for long periods. With experience it will lessen and you will experience a kind of courageous calm. But once in a while you will get in a knife fight and experience it for short periods. I still remember my first kills in MP '46 and BOS. Total nervous energy on both of those just prior to pulling the trigger. Welcome to MP.

[BraveSirRobin]

I was a wreck after my first 1v1 fight on an MP server.  My hands were shaking so bad I could barely control the aircraft.  I figured out later that I had been fighting with AI...  I still get nervous sometimes, but nothing like that.

[TP_Jacko]

For me at Tangmere Pilots on our Sunday coop waiting to take off with the squadron the heart still beats hard and has done for over 7 years.  If we die in these missions we are out of the game for the mission and you really don't want to mess up a take off or do something silly, or worse crash into a squad mate so you both sit it out. In the MP servers I don't get such a sensation if your killed you hit re-start.

 

I have to say though joining a squad is the way to go

Edited December 19, 2015 by TP_Jacko

[II/JG17_HerrMurf]

MP close formation flying stresses me out way more than combat does nowadays. And I actually do a little formation flying in real life. And I agree with Mike, flying as a coordinated pair, on comms, is the best way to fly.

[F/JG300_Gruber]

I can't play SP anymore, except if I need to train on some specific aspects. MP is just the way to go for me.

There is nothing like managing to sneak behind a real player that hadn't seen you and manage to shot him down with a single burst. I always get an adrenaline rush before pressing the trigger and usually need to take a few deep breath to calm down after the action. tree top full throttle race to evade a red in my 6 is also a thrilling experience. I don't feel this when fighting AI.

 

Formation flying and team coordination by comms is just the best way to enjoy the sim.

[ShamrockOneFive]

The novelty wears off and your confidence increases to the point where you don't feel it so much anymore. But it's certainly a rush early on.

[Feathered_IV]

I was a wreck after my first 1v1 fight on an MP server.  My hands were shaking so bad I could barely control the aircraft.  I figured out later that I had been fighting with AI...  I still get nervous sometimes, but nothing like that.

I think I was there when that happened. I was on the Entente side and saw you ask who the other pilot was on the chat bar. A similar thing happened to me too.

[BraveSirRobin]

I think I was there when that happened. I was on the Entente side and saw you ask who the other pilot was on the chat bar. A similar thing happened to me too.

 

No, this wasn't in BoS.  It was several years ago in RoF.  

[VBF-12_Stick-95]

It is the white knuckles, shaking hands, the need for a cigarette (or a beer), the nervousness, racing heart. etc. that let's you know that you are indeed alive.  Remember through, it's only a game.

[Czar66]

I guess everyone goes through that rush... My debut on MP with flight sims wasn't that long ago. I know very well that feeling you described, it becomes some sort of adrenaline's fuel. You get used to the MP ambient and the nervousness wears off significantly the more you play. 

 

The first battles....man....looked like a movie, even making a ton of mistakes because of nervousness, the joy was overwhelming. That is a HUMAN trying to shoot me down, or that is a HUMAN I'm getting behind on to get a kill without him knowing. The latter is still amazingly fun and exciting making you getting on the tip of your chair still with many hours on the sim.

 

I disagree to an extent about "when you go MP you never go back". There are pros to SP playing even on this title. It's nice to get into a flight knowing that you'll encounter targets up ahead to train your aim on as sometimes MP you might not find any.

 

The rush on MP it is indeed a gem to nowadays simming in general, I guess it always been, as I played SP only for a long amount of time except few titles for a short time.

 

 

Give expert servers a couple more chances. 

 

Good flying.

[Feathered_IV]

No, this wasn't in BoS. It was several years ago in RoF.

Yes I know. That's why I said I was on the Entente side. When a similar thing happened to me it was in RoF also, against a DVII.

[Guest deleted@50488]

I think the special immersion, caused by the graphics, scenery, sounds and views in BoS, and in RoF too although I seldom use that sim, are also in good part reasons for creating the feelings that can put your heart to a beat...

 

I also play DCS World, but it's tame when it comes to the emotions, compared to BoS.

[SharpeXB]

Just wait till Virtual Reality hits. If you die in VR will you die for real?!

[Soarfeat]

Yes MP is bad for your health---this is me after every session ( sorry for the initial language )

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKqGXeX9LhQ

[SR-F_Winger]

Sheeesh.... My bloody hands are still shaking. I may need to go and have a coffee, ciggie and a lie down.

 

I normally, just play SP and very rarely, if ever fly MP and I now know why, after a few rounds of that I am a complete nervous wreck, honestly.

 

I have tried MP in the past on the expert servers but mostly stayed well out the way.

 

I just flew a few rounds on the normal DED EU server and got right into the thick of it. I really couldn't do that for a long time, I would prob have a heart attack.

 

Just knowing real folk are in those planes trying to shoot me down is quite a rush and certainly got my heart beating a little faster than usual.

 

Question: Do any of you guys get pretty nervous, heart racing, kind of feeling when you fly MP or is it just a case of getting used to it?

 

Cheers, I'm off for another workout.

 

Mick.

 

PS: Merry Christmas.    

Dont play on Normal server. Its constant stress because everything is so close and literally every enemy sees your icons at all times.

Id recommend to go on an expert server like DED Random Expert Beta and fly with some friends. Much more relaxing when oyu fly in close formation knowing your mates will call out incoming sixes.

It can still be very exciting. But isnt that why we play MP? Its exciting and rewarding.

[von_Tom]

MP normal isn't bad for your health, unless it's how utterly futile it all is when it's a silly furball close to the deck or head-ons all of the time.

 

Caveat - that's my opinion anyway.

 

Expert servers are where it's at.  For stuff that is really bad for your health you need organised squad competitions demanding commitment to practice and then a showdown.  Then it's really bad for your health.

 

For all round and balanced enjoyment/achievement/stress join up with a couple of friends and fly "co-op" style in the most occupied servers eg WOL or Fighting Legends, but don't forget the lesser populated servers because there are some good things being done that don't get the same amount of fanfare.

 

von Tom

 

ps  Co-op style is basically flying a co-op in an expert server setting, so take off and form up with a bunch of mates, set your target/objective and carry out the mission.  Sometimes you won't see anyone, sometimes you'll get mauled, but sometimes you'll do what you set out to do.

[II/JG17_HerrMurf]

Ai yi yi with the expert v normal arguments. They are both what you make it. Good fun and good pilots in both. Entering a furball is a choice not an imperative.

[bokepacha]

After EVE's PvP, this is not that bad for my nerves.

Eve 1vs1 or 1 vs 2 was pushing my nerves to the limit. Roaming drove me crazy sometimes

[ITAF_Rani]

Many years ago in my first expereiences in MP Tournamente like Bellum War with old Il2 forgotten battle sim...after one of my first an hard mission ..when I landed relaized my hands were shacking and weat.

Also now in critical moment during dogfights I feel my hart bump rise up..!!

[216th_Lucas_From_Hell]

Since first dabbling online in BoS I remembered this thread and felt the need to unearth it.

 

First sorties were uneventful - most CTD while cruising. First successful sortie ended up with me flying alone on Fighting Legends, Il-2, blowing up a halftrack and trucking back home, crash-landing on final while someone decided to show me a Youtube video there and then that couldn't wait

 

A day later I try again, different server. Scanning the skies non-stop waiting for a Messer or Focke-Wulf to pop out and nail me, but no threat - either that or I didn't see them and they didn't see me. Rocket run on targets along Stalingrad, two trucks destroyed, RTB.

 

I dabble on FL once more later on, this time compelled to balance teams out since it was 4x1 for the VVS. First 109 flight in BoS as well, actually. Everything runs smooth from take-off, it climbs like a hummingbird and except for the torque constantly dragging a wing down requiring manual input at all times. Approaching the city at 2.500m I finally see it - contact, contact, slower and below me! Finally, I thought. I dip the nose and get closer, the wide wingspan tells me it's probably a Yak-1 but I can't shake the feeling of uncertainty, I can usually tell apart Soviet and German aircraft easily but this time it's murky. I hold my fire, drawing close, finger itching on the trigger but uneasy. Closer, already in guns range, planiform shot... nope, square tail! I pull straight up to confirm and I see it was one of the lads from E69, who also made sure I was a friendly and thus we continued flying our own separate ways. I had to go outside so I bailed before going home, a fitting end to an uneventful mission.

 

Then today, just now, I decided to try Wings of Liberty just to see a busy sky. I took the Yak-1, not because I love to death (though it's grown on me over the past year) but because I can taxi it confidently unlike my beloved Lavochkins. The following is a more eventful AAR, from the eyes of Serzhant Kuznetsov, a novice Yak-1 pilot sent on an armed recce/patrol of the frontlines over the Volga. See if you can spot the incompetence before the end

Take-off, retract gear, adjust RPM, head north to get some altitude, reach 2,5km, supercharger, mixture, RPM, the same at 3,3km... all while flying looking backwards nearly, knowing all the fighter jocks on this Earth usually fly there.

 

Two contacts appear in front of me heading west, seemingly a bomber and a fighter escort. Unsure of their origin I try to close in but they fly away easily. I am appalled by my poor engine management, I think to myself. The temps are all smooth but I can't make it past 250km/h on a straight line, and pushing the engine and closing the radiators only gets me to 300km/h. Unacceptable, when most pilots are probably pulling upwards of 450km/h and flying even higher than the 4km I'm at now.

 

To hell with it, nobody wants to play so I'll dive and patrol the Volga, picking off anyone I see and strafing some artillery positions up north. Adjusting the engine accordingly I burn my altitude, appalled to see that 3km translated to a meagre 400km/h. Blimey, this sucks! At least it's flying a little straighter now and I can keep the speed up to some extent. I pass one of our frontline airfields, wrecked by German air attack. I fly a circle, trying to pick up contacts above or level but it seems the field is so busted nobody wants to visit. Alas, I proceed along the West margin, below the clouds.

 

A few km off my intended strafing target, my eyes glisten - flying level with me, to my right, on an opposite direction, what seems to be a bomber under attack by what seems to be one of our fighters, since it was going up and down and around it. My perceived buddy isn't firing and the bomber's gunners aren't reacting either but I fail to notice that, closing in for a pass from their 2 o'clock.

 

Drawing closer to it I see how much I messed up, to the extent that I didn't even fire my guns - my 'bomber' and a 'friendly fighter' turn out to be, after all, a pair of Fw-190s, having dropped their load, free hunting on their way home! Son of a -, how did I screw up this badly?! I am dead! No time to mourn however, I have a cloud cluster above us and that's what I attempt - I close the radiators the most I can, push the RPM and throttle and zoom up, praying they were expecting me to give chase and spent their time looking for me down there instead. The altitude gain is meagre, and I level up among the clouds, nose pointed south scanning all over for my two targets-turned-assailants. No sign of them, but I keep the engine running high even if it's not doing much to the airspeed. How screwed am I? Scanning, scanning, scanning, fingers feeling all the engine buttons and the trigger, ready to make a move as soon as needed.

 

A few seconds unharassed, I try to regain a visual of the Fw-190s so I can keep them at bay, and I pull out of my pseudo-protective cloud heading West briefly. Above, below, behind, ahead, left, right, no sign of the pair. This is alarming, I hoped to see them quietly floating back home, harmlessly and without ill intentions I turn around facing East at 1800m, heading for a brief pass through my cloud to the safety of home.

 

Not on this Fokker's plans though - I see a stream of bullets coming closer and closer to my Yak and I take a milisecond that feels like a year to react. Pull left, roll over, dive then turn another 90 degrees and I pull up again with whatever speed I have, trying to find my assailant. My crate is flying like a brick today, nothing like the LaGG-3 and much less like the La-5, what am I doing wrong here? My engine overheats so I pull the RPM lever and pop the rads open for a few seconds, which does the trick. Atop my manoeuvre and just above that same old cloud cluster, with my nose pointed up and canopy facing West, I see the 190 some 500m below and 2km apart, heading West, banked to the right looking for me. Seems my evasive worked somehow, time to capitalise on it. I straighted up and roll back into non-inverted, pointing my nose a little ahead of him - he's making a lazy turn so if he doesn't start moving I'll have a full-on planiform shot, and shortly after I think that he starts turning to head towards me, wanting to force a head-on. What he forgets is that I have some altitude on him, and I keep it up while he closes in, not quite pointing his nose straight at me yet. Seems he won't get a chance to fire and I don't have to react to that then! I push the stick, take aim and fire a good burst from 200m. A pop of smoke - I hit him, I hit something In my Yak that handles like a Camel, I turn around to face him again, and I see him smoking. He's still flying, however, no time to celebrate. My heart is racing, he flies into the aforementioned cloud cluster. I try to get a visual but no joy. I look around and he comes up above, still smoking, and without seeing me apparently. I get lost in the clouds and so does he, while rolling I see what can be a smoke trail but it's really just a road. I chandelle above the clouds, looking for him or for any contrailers but I'm alone again. Time to go already, I had enough luck just damaging someone after coming in like an idiot onto two enemy fighters

 

Slowly but surely I find my way home - a different airbase than my initial one but who cares, I'll get some coffee there and ring the regiment commander from the CP advising that I damaged a Fokker and I'll be home in 30 minutes. I pass the first airfield, unused, and then I see my intended pit-stop. A Yak-1 is taxiing to the runway, while a Pe-2 starts up its engines. I continuously scan for bandits coming in for an easy kill as I enter the pattern. Lucky me, the Yak-1 clears the runway and as I enter the last leg the Pe-2 is already revving too. I decrease the RPM a little, pull back on the throttle and close the radiators to avoid overcooling. I set the trim and deploy flaps, as per procedure. No change. I hit the release button again. Nothing. Son of a... I try to retract them and sure enough, my Yak suddenly flies properly and picks up speed. No wonder I was making 300km/h while bordering overheating the engine Incredule at my second show of inaptitude today I bring the flaps back down and extend the gear. In the tiredness and excitement I pull the throttle back too early and my left wing dips right above the runway, I try to regain some speed when bumb, clank, bump! The nose dips into the snow, the propeller stops and I drag along the field left of the runway, thankfully, as someone else comes in for landing. Enough...! As I quit it seems the Fw-190 I damaged went down shortly after that... Blimey, I'm tired. Time to get that coffee, take a nap and go home. It was fun, even if my hand was sweating and I'm positive any regiment and squadron leader would scold me for going alone into the battle area with flaps extended, failing to identify enemy aircraft, wrecking your own aircraft upon landing and doing so at someone else's airfield

 

Edit: It must be said that the whole time I tangled with that 190 my main concern was 'there were two, where is the other?' and I kept trying to find it but it seems the sod left the wingman to die.

Edited February 12, 2016 by Lucas_From_Hell

[Feathered_IV]

Ha!  I really enjoyed reading that.  Well done

[216th_Lucas_From_Hell]

I'm happy to hear that, AARs are a personal hobby-within-a-hobby of mine that I never quite pursued. We really do need a semi-official AAR thread going on in the General Discussion section so that people can share their stories from online and offline play, there's usually a lot of fun and otherwise unbelievable stuff that deserves to be registered before disappearing as a distant memory. If anyone shares the ideas I can set it up

 

One of my most incredible stories was from 1946, on an early-mark I-16 facing off a Bf-109E-7 at 2000m above my base after he and his wingman (aboard an F-2) came for some vulchwerk. My wingie on his Hurricane collided with the F-2 and me and the Emil fell into pistol dueling, both forcing a head on then trying to get an edge from that but failing. Each scored a few 7.62mm hits on the other, and these punctured the fuel tanks but nothing major. After about the 7th pass, I went in for another one when my engine cut off - his victory, I thought. Then as we drew closer I saw his prop had stopped too, at the same time. We each fired a lazy burst at each other, waved our wings and went our own separate ways. Tough luck for the sod though, I was right above my runway while he had some 30km to cover. I landed, he crashed in a field, but it was some great clean fun of the best kind