(04-13-2015, 12:48 AM)Jetpack725 Wrote: [ -> ]Legendary Drop Chances aren't that rare, But that doesn't mean it has a High roll of Stats
considering i managed to get a legendary drop from killing a nomad, and said legendary's drop chance was one in 10,000...
Actually is 7 in about a thousand for normal enemies to drop legandary(may be higher with a nomad and higher with a boss) which a whole lot higher than 1 in about 8000 for a shiny pokemon
Also, was there any word on the contest, or was it cancled because of the changed main theme?
(04-13-2015, 12:50 AM)Ehksidian Wrote: [ -> ]considering i managed to get a legendary drop from killing a nomad, and said legendary's drop chance was one in 10,000...
Actually is 7 in about a thousand for normal enemies to drop legandary(may be higher with a nomad and higher with a boss) which a whole lot higher than 1 in about 8000 for a shiny pokemon
Also, was there any word on the contest, or was it cancled because of the changed main theme?
Is there any sound as satisfying as a good barrage of turbolasers?
MFW I realize the new alert in warframe is a big no holds barred fight between 4 tenno and 75 grineer maniacs. at once.
(04-13-2015, 03:51 AM)Shaadaris Wrote: [ -> ]The Cuil Theory makes more sense than this.
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... I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD EVER SAY THAT AS SERIOUSLY AS I JUST DID.
(04-13-2015, 03:51 AM)Shaadaris Wrote: [ -> ]The Cuil Theory makes more sense than this.
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... I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD EVER SAY THAT AS SERIOUSLY AS I JUST DID.
I give you a hamburger.
You give me a hamburger. Exactly twelve and a half light-seconds that way, a yellow orange read the future in the magma of the volcano it was falling into due to a rather unforutunate incident with a gerbil, a MC Escher-sketch and Vin Diesel. This event sends ripples throughout the void between multiverses and aboard the Nautilus the clock ticks in reverse to Forty-Seven O'Reilly, where the battery proceeds to die halfway through writing its will in the blood of the innocent.
Two and nine-half dvarves begin to dig up into the sky as they have dug the whole earth away. They come in contact with my uncle Jimbob Fourennaime, who in a fit of mild disappointment kicks a large rodent off the side of the spaceship he is currently wingsurfing on. The captian of the spaceship yells at his engineer, who was found slacking in the lieutenant's sock-drawer, which is, by some twist of fate, bigger on the front-side. A small Tim Horton's Coffee cup slowly floats through the ocean but is suddenly eaten by a passing mutant wombat. The wombat doesn't particularily like the flavour as it has always been a tea wombat itself, and throws its hat down in disgust.
Almost, but not quite, exactly twenty years before, a family man drove his car over that very same hamburger you gave me, and quickly got out of his car and ran away to avoid getting charged with a hit and run. He was quickly apprehended by the Space Mall Cops, who punished him with a slap on the wrist, a bop on the nose, and a bap with a newspaper, before sending him to the firey pits of the netherworld, which was given that unfortunate name after an incident between a demon and the king's son's daughter's second-cousin-thrice-removed's former roomate's grade eleven English teacher's friend's enemy's dog's previous owner's alien overlord's doorstop. This fact is unknown to Uncle Jimbob Fourennaime as he grouchily flops up inside his bed mattress and sleeps among the springs, which for some reason he always found quite relaxing.
The clock on the Nautilus realizes it forgot to account for Daylight Savings time and resets itself to half-passed-a-freckle, much to the chargain of the aforementioned large rodent, who was busy unbusying itself with a rather large amount of paperwork its boss told it to do the day before, but which it never got around to telling someone else to do for it, since the sky recently went on vacation and that always leaves a lot of extra Dijon Mustard to be slathered onto some passerby's spaceship coincidentally named after the submersible of a famous captain in a fictional book that happens to be non-fiction in twelve percent of universes and two mutant wombats.