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I have it too and when it got real bad, I checked an ear doctor and he removed a very hard and dried earwax the size of my fingernails out from both ears. It was a glorious sight and the ringing sensation became very infrequent. It isn't life threatening for many people. It's just annoying.
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"Because I am returning to chaos and smylez is back."
The beginnings of a sound can be heard in the distance.
Not quite a screech... Perhaps the sound of reentry of the atmosphere? It is getting louder.
A glance outside shows merely a glimmer of blue in the distance.
A glimmer that becomes a speck.
A speck that becomes a dot.
A dot that becomes a blur.
A blur that becomes a shape.
A shape that shows itself to be a Phoenix.
A Phoenix that shows itself to be piloted by someone who seems intent on crashing though the window. Perhaps backing away would be advisable?
As the Phoenix gets even closer it dives suddenly and swivels a bit before impacting the ground, setting the shields off in a spectacular manner.
The vehicle flips over, lands upright and slides to a stop not 20 meters from the bar door. The landing gear extends, but the activated shield leaves them off the ground.
The shield fails with a pop and the craft falls on its landing gear with a loud crunch. The cockpit opens to reveal a very smug roach. It jumps out with a gurgle, shakes itself off and charges the door. Patrons leap aside as the roach barrels through the door and attempts to turn on a dime. Its claws find no purchase on the floor and it slides sideways on the floor before hitting the far wall with a crash. It darts off down the hallway and into the roach pen.
A clatter turns everyone's attention back to the Phoenix as the cargo bay door opens. A marine stumbles out. "So... Dizzy..." He falls flat on his face... That is, he would have if he had not been in power armor. As it was, he just kind of... fell.
A High Templar walked out second. He was also stumbling but began to float before he could hit the ground. Indignation colors his thoughts. "That insect will not make such a fool of me." He floats directly into the bar wall next to the door. His thoughts bear the tone of embarrassment and defeat as he slides to the ground. "Next time... I pilot."
There is a flash as an immortal bearing many patches and weapons appears in the blink of an eye. "Our duty is unending. We once again mach on these lands, though we had thought we would never do so again."
Lastly a man with a revolver at his hip and a star upon his chest strides out of the cargo bay to survey the bar. He places his hands on his hips. "Indeed. We have work to do."
A hologram of an Aiur Chef appears on the counter. "Glad you could all make it back. Next time, I'm going with you."
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