Toby finally finds his niche.
By Toby McCasker on January 30, 2013 at 5:40 pm
I, like you, was surprised by how good Mass Effect 3’s multi turned out to be. I played it a lot, became hopelessly addicted. But while hopelessly addicted, one thing bothered me (apart from the almost heinous, gambling-like commercialisation of its upgrade packs. I maintain to this day you’ll always get better stuff if you actually pay for them with real mo-ney-neys): I could never find my niche on the battlefield.
I’d regularly come in third or even shameful sub-bronze on the scoreboard. What le hell, I thought. I’m hurting stuff. I’m stealing that guy’s kills. What gives? Nothing was really built for my playstyle. Soldiers were too hands-off, Engineers too fiddly. I like to get my hands dirty, but that there Drellguard… bit squishy for my care-factor, regularly bottoming out at negative one million. The fact I’d never managed to score any decent weapons helped a lot.
This was before all the freebie updates. Recently I hooked back into ME3 to play me some Leviathan, which Tim said was good in between trolling all of Twitter with Brenn. I got instantly waylaid by all the new guys in the multi. After receiving about a hundred Spec Ops packs (I’m watching you, EA) I finally chanced upon a raw recruit that sounded, in theory, really not my thing: the Vorcha Sentinel.
“Sentinel,” I cried, spitting everywhere. “Those guys suck.” And it didn’t make much sense. Vorchas with tech armour, I mean what. So I got curious and started hitting the field with this guy. Turns out “Sentinel” is a real misnomer here. He’s anything but. He’s actually just some criminally insane guy with an oversize pack of matches.
I love to get in close and beat people in just about every game I can, and this Mass Effect Batman, that’s what he’s about. I have found my niche. It’s awesome: the Ventinel’s “tech armour” actually just fills him with adamantium rage and whenever he kills anything, it starts stacking (max three times, I think). His shields are for crap, but he’s got a long-ass health bar and it just keeps chargin’ and rechargin’ the more guts are splatted.
It also makes him really quick and even moar powerful. I don’t even fire a shot with this maniac and I love it. I give him the crappest, lightest gun I can and just streak past all those poor fools trying to bring down a mob with their guns and start slashing. Spec’d like Wolverine, your heavy melee kills grunts in one go and also cover a decent amount of ground before connecting, meaning you can make some really unlikely pounces that eventuate in grim vivisection.
He can even go hoof-to-hoof with Brutes and take them down real quick if you’re canny with the Vorch-dodge (best in the game, maybe, though Drell’s are light on the feet too) – and, most joyously, his flamethrower. It eats armour like Cannibals eat each other and will make those Cerberus bitches dance. I don’t even have grenades on this build. He is just a complete psychopath with intestines permanently stuck to the ends of his bad manicure. I think it’s love – and the top of the scoreboard (okay second place, but that comes right after first).