elite is a very different game from most MMO's, enough that, like EVE, it will likely be a little jarring for new players first into it.
this is a formal request to FD to NOT EVER CAVE IN, yes if something proves unavoidable and a terminal game killer thats complained about, change it, but only after its proven to continue for months with no discernable player options to avoid.
because seriously, people WILL whine for nerfs "balances" and outright changes to the game to be in their favor, and they will likely outnumber the players from beta or the vets from previous elites.
just hoping FD stays with THEIR vision of the game, and doesnt cave. I already suffered through whiners killing SWG for me with "enhancements", WoW continues down the road of catering to the lowest common denominator, and EVE recently announced their major design decisions will be coming from a 30 minute test of players who never touched EVE and basing it on what they THINK they game should be like (WASD controls are now in EVE because dumbdumbs kept tryign to move with them)
i just dont want Elite to be another game that tries to cater to everyone but itself and dies
/endrant im tired, allergy medication, gonna go sleep, will come back and proofread when i can actually see the sentences
I posted this a while ago when everyone was whining about something or other... Solo Mode I think (not sure what iteration). But i think it fits here too. (Apologies to RK)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowdfunders and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll have a kickass game my son!