I'm not going to repost the entire TG-Primer here. It seems like whenever a new game starts, this is the go to material that all members seems to defer to. I'm struggling to equate the Primer as it applies to TG as something other than religious text such as the Bible, Torah or Koran, maybe someone more articulate than I can do that. I see the Primer as the foundation of the belief structure in TG. I know, I'm making TG sound like a religious cult, but I don't see that
Recently there has been some excellent discussion about rules in Battlefield: Bad Company 2. I won't get into that because those discussions will, along with the game, fade in importance as time passes.
But as a part of that discussion I've really had to express my view on the TG Primer and how I feel it shapes and guides the community, the rules and player behavior. Here's my attempt to distill those quite verbose messages into the core essence of what I feel TG represents.
Updated 04-18-2010 at 03:43 AM by Greyed
(Proper Grammar is a good thing...)
Why does it bother you what weapon kills you?
At the end of the day, you are still dead, the enemy alive, you worse, he better, and that's how it is. The rest is whining, plain and simple.
I don't look at being CG'd any different from being killed by the 3-burst pistol: I still screwed up and I need to improve.
I just don't get the mentality of "oh no, it's definitely NOT my fault because I was killed by that particular weapon."
For those few that have ever followed me on facebook are probably familiar with my previous daily writing called, "Thought of the day" It started off daily, but work typically interfered with that continuing for any period of time. Typically all of my posts will be of a ranting variety, just because I'm a grumpy old a**hole.
You will also find this is very trivial things, but they set me off and if I don't write them down, they build inside of me and make me even more
Three little words, probably only curse words carry more weight. Said with the right attitude, these can destroy someone. Can you imagine telling your mother or father that you hate them, not out of anger or spite, but because you really do. If they deserve to be hated, they probably wouldn't care, but if they didn't, wouldn't those three words rip your parent's hearts open?
I dread waking up every mornring. I despise it. It's not just simply wanting to stay in bed, but knowing