Continuity bugs.
Ok, you know how in movies they sometimes mess up the continuity? By that I mean...for example, a character holds a candy bar. In one scene, it's a red wrapper, the next scene it's blue? Well, It appears Freelancer has a few of these too. Note that this is not intended as a nit-pick post to point out every little problem with FL, it is just a fun post for people to talk about odd thing's they've seen.
To start off:
Mission 4- Benford station rotates!
Benford station...you know, the abandoned place with the old fart, that gets toasted by a cruiser group. You might notice an anomaly in the Badlands near Benford. When you first approach the station, the anomaly sits right in front of the station. Soon after you land, you see it out the window...ok, no problem. Then you get an outside view. Now the anomaly is behind Benford. A little bit later, you launch...and now the anomaly is next to the station.
Who's got one?
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Reaper: $200,000,000.
Rockets: $100,000
The look on that pilot's face when you launch a full pod of screamers up his tailpipe: priceless
-->In 60 years, I wanna be one of those cranky guys sitting on his porch with a shotgun, yelling at the fools to get off my lawn...
To start off:
Mission 4- Benford station rotates!
Benford station...you know, the abandoned place with the old fart, that gets toasted by a cruiser group. You might notice an anomaly in the Badlands near Benford. When you first approach the station, the anomaly sits right in front of the station. Soon after you land, you see it out the window...ok, no problem. Then you get an outside view. Now the anomaly is behind Benford. A little bit later, you launch...and now the anomaly is next to the station.
Who's got one?
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Reaper: $200,000,000.
Rockets: $100,000
The look on that pilot's face when you launch a full pod of screamers up his tailpipe: priceless
-->In 60 years, I wanna be one of those cranky guys sitting on his porch with a shotgun, yelling at the fools to get off my lawn...