I enjoy this game
I laugh so hard at some things
Arrows stuck in the face
Getting stuck down holes after being kicked off cliffs
The funny character model glitches
Team antics! Hiding our whole team behind a single pillar
And of course the funny chat interactions
What makes you or has made you laugh when playing? Pictures! or stories :D
I laugh so hard whenever I destroy someone´s head with the maul. My mouth literally explodes and then I jiggle saying: “Where´s your head, buddy? Oh, sorry, YOU HAVE NO HEAD!” :D
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I am glad you enjoy this game. I do as well ;)
I understand people’s complaints about certain bugs 'n such, but why let those things ruin the overall total experience. Things will eventually be fixed (if possible)…
I just have a good time and also a rage time sometimes ;) Overall a lot of fun. Almost 500 hours now. Can’t say I hate it at all xD
hahaha I just thought this would be a haterpost and the topic is meant ironic. But yes, these incidents are not often enough to destroy the game, but often enough to laugh at them while playing.
hahaha I just thought this would be a haterpost and the topic is meant ironic.
Sad that that’s the case, I think the imperfections just add to how fun the game can be, it’s hilarious having these random things happen.
Enough with that, more stories and pics pls of Chivalry adventures!
I found a story I wrote about the last screenshot in the OP.
It was a day no different than any other; the sky was dreary and grey, the rain was coming down in light showers, and the muddy banks of Stoneshill leading to the Agatha castle’s back entrance were wet and wild.
I had just killed 3 of their soldiers, two archers and a vanguard, after raping and pillaging the castle’s village of peasants in a team objective to storm the castle and kill the Agathian scum. Our eyes locked onto one another after he slayed a younger man at arms than myself. In a calming whisper which sent the warm fuzzy chills of self-induced ASMR across my head and down my spine, I muttered under my breath “What a moist guy”.
No less than 6 times did I meet the young and handsome knight of Agatha, known as Sir Kaizee, in battle on my quest to overthrow the corrupt royal family. Agathian scum, they came from all directions with Kaizee at their command, but with help from fellow rebellion Sheep, of the Mason Order, I was able to push past and destroy the castle gates with the battering rams and enter the underbelly of the insides of the castle’s walls.
It was here where I was able to exchange both spoken word and wielded weapons with the beautifully clad knight. I screamed the Mason Order’s war cry and he screamed right back in Agathian tongue, and we charged head to head. I was sweating from the tension, and pulled out at the last second. I dodged the swing of his axe and enquired how moist he was. He retorted with a question about my ethnic heritage, at which I was left breathless because I thought such a knight of class would not be so shallow hearted. But I humoured him, and replied with a nonsensical answer which hinted at my white background. He didn’t catch the subtext and became aggressive and rough, but I’m not into that and initiated a coup d’état in efforts to evict his privileged, ignorant, and self-proclaimed “mixed race” self; but my efforts were futile.
He mocked me and went for a deep stab into an already open wound, which I blocked and then ran away. He gave chase along winding, narrow, and deep tunnels until I came to a dead end. I turned to face my opponent, to whom I was no match. I looked him in the eye, and in one last attempt to re-establish dominance, seductively whispered “du fuktig kille” (translated to “you moist guy” in Agathian, the forbidden language of love). He stopped, surprised that a Mason man at arms would know such words. He looked down for a moment, and then back into my eyes, and muttered under his breath in a hoarse and worn out voice… “Come south east London Tummeh, we will see who’s ‘moist’ then”.
Our eyes locked onto one another after he slayed a younger man at arms than myself. In a calming whisper which sent the warm fuzzy chills of self-induced ASMR across my head and down my spine, I muttered under my breath “What a moist guy”.
If you want to post gay stories there are better forums and no I don’t know where they are.
Is there an Erotic or Romantic Literature thread yet? Idk, I feel like this was a pretty good place to post it.
More stories and pics pls
Well it shows not only manly men play the game and there is representation from all walks of life.
All these things that happen, make this game pure magic lol ;)
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