Corpse Run 273: Storagetastic
Hope everyone had an awesome Christmas and is enjoying the last handful of 2012 before we turn the calendar over!
So I’m still in the middle of Borderlands (and will most likely be for quite a while) and while I totally love the RPG mechanics that it employs, the rules governing ammunition storage seem a little bit silly: for each type of ammunition you carry, there is a limit that can be held at any given time. This limit can be increased over the course of the game.
This is supremely silly.
Not the part that the carry amount can be increased, but that it applies individually to each ammo type, as opposed to ammo overall.
If a player only uses snipers and handguns, why can’t he use the space arbitrarily reserved for SMG ammo as extra sniper and handgun storage? Or combat rifle ammo? Or shotgun ammo?
It feels like a rule that, despite the bizzarre tone of the game, stands out as a bit ridiculous.
This may come as no surprise, but when it comes to purchasing presents for other people, I don’t do things in a timely manner. With this in mind, you will not be shocked to learn that I was in the mall on Christmas eve looking for some presents.
So was everyone else.
The shops were pretty packed, and last minute shoppers flowed through the halls like a river during a storm; navigating the mall was a difficult task.
Making matters worse were the little kiosks that litter the hallways, temporary stands selling things like puppets, customized phone cases and lighters, etc. The employees of these makeshift outlets are often quick to make eye contact with passerby, as many people find it hard not to at least acknowledge them when their eyes meet.
That’s when the salesman in them take over and they start pitching products.
One such lady attempted this on me as I was passing by. Our eyes met, she gave a pleasant hello, and then asked me when I had last exfoliated.
Never in the history of sales has someone barked up so wrong a tree.
One last note, thanks to everyone who lent me a vote in the Kotaku Sunday Comics thing! Through a bit of wacky circumstances (a technicality) Corpse Run was fortunate enough to squeak its way in!
So… thanks again!
I think ammo storage is energy based (similar to the revival/fast travel systems), and each storage deck is set up for a different sort of ammo, which is why you can’t use SMG space for sniper ammo? idk
It never really became a problem for me until I started using one of those Dahl full-auto sniper rifles, at which point I picked up a good Sniper class mod. Some weapon types also have special versions with ammo regen.
I never actually had any amunition problem like that… but I always had a gun of each type really and cycled through them :/
I should finish borderlands 1… never made it much further then New Haven… maybe it would explain some stuff in Borderlands 2…
I highly recommend playing through Borderlands 1 in full, including the DLC. The game really opens up past New Haven. I personally feel that Borderlands 1 is the more fun game. Borderlands 2 improved on a lot of things, but I got more enjoyment out of the first one.
Heh… I feel you with the kiosk people not being able to read potential customers very well.
I don’t wear makeup or nail polish or anything like that, never been one to spend time in a salon either.
I would think that it would show that I don’t pay much mind to things like that but apparently it didn’t one Christmas season as I was accosted by a similar kiosk attendant.
My husband, my best friend, and I were on our way out of the mall having had our fill when this lady calls to me. I was stupid enough to actually glance in her direction and she promptly began her sales pitch for her hair face and nail products.
I politely said that I wasn’t interested and tried to continue past her kiosk… I say tried because she promptly grabbed my arm and loudly exclaimed “Oh wow, are those your natural nails?” (She must have been desperate for a sale is my only guess).
Now anyone who knows me knows that I don’t like to be touched by total strangers to begin with but her exclamation just plain confused me. So I stopped, glanced down at my nails (which for once were relatively clean and even) and said that yes, they were my natural nails.
At which she promptly launched into her sales pitch for her nail products…
Mind you I was not wearing nail polish, my nails were short, not neatly manicured, and had rather obvious hang nails. Once again one would think that this woman would realize that she was barking up the completely wrong tree…
Not to mention the fact that my husband and my best friend were standing a little ways away looking really annoyed because we were on our way out of the mall when she accosted me.
I yanked my arm out of her hand, glared at her and said, “Do I really look like someone who gives a shit about your crappy products? When someone says not interested that doesn’t mean you can try and date rape them into buying from you so leave me the hell alone!”. Then I stormed off and rejoined my husband and our best friend to continue on our way out of the mall.