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  Tiamat (@TiamatReturns) reported 4 minutes ago

  @Sagicmanioka I think your issue is that they didn’t go for a more exciting route with the concept because Mechagodzilla turning into an entire battlefield where he can just formulate weapons on you at any angle is sick as ****. It’s still ultimately fine in the end still.

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  Frank Lloyd Left (@Archrise) reported 5 minutes ago

  The only problem with @WARDOGS is they gave us the taste, then are leaving us high and dry for two and a half weeks until early access. What am I supposed to do now? Play Battlefield?

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  Shaggy (@Shagrisss) reported 6 minutes ago

  @SgtDangerCow Not even just a Battlefield issue either lol, I swear every shooter game with cross-platform has this issue. Some people never left 2008 I guess lol

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  🫥 (@freetheboyyy) reported 7 minutes ago

  For fourteen agonizing hours, I breathed through the tearing, blinding pain while a rotating cast of exhausted, nameless nurses adjusted my IV, checked my vitals, and offered hollow words of encouragement. When they finally laid her slick, warm body against my bare chest, the brutal marathon faded into a strange, echoing silence. I named her Hazel. For a span of perhaps ten fragile minutes, the universe stopped spinning. I lay pinned to the stiff, plastic-covered hospital mattress, studying the translucent flutter of her eyelids. The sterile scent of iodine, bleached cotton, and floor wax faded into the background. My mind, usually a chaotic, war-torn battlefield of anxieties and familial obligations, was blissfully, mercifully empty. I felt a fierce, primal surge of protection. I was a mother now. The world outside this room ceased to exist. Then, muscle memory betrayed me. I reached for my smartphone resting on the rolling aluminum tray. The screen was a graveyard of notifications. There were a dozen check-ins from my platoon mates, their messages full of emojis and exclamation points. There was a brief, professional congratulatory email from my commanding officer. There was a shaky, tear-filled video message from Caleb, filmed secretly in the dimly lit cab of a Humvee between drills, his voice cracking as he apologized for the hundredth time for not being there to hold my hand. And then, there was the text from my mother, Martha. “Penny is in trouble. Real trouble this time. She took out a loan from some very bad people to cover her rent and they are parked outside her house right now. They said if she doesn’t have $10,000 by midnight, they are coming inside. I’m terrified for the kids. You need to wire the money right now. Save your sister’s family, Sarah. I’ll explain the rest later.” That was the entirety of the communication. I stared at the glowing pixels until they blurred. There was no inquiry about my survival. No acknowledgment of the fourteen hours of excruciating labor. No mention of her new granddaughter, the continuation of our bloodline. Just a raw, terrifying extortion demand wrapped in the chaotic dysfunction of my older sister, Penny. Penny was a storm system of manufactured crises. She had a supernatural inability to manage her existence, viewing consequence as a concept that only applied to other people. Over the years, I had funded late rent notices, emergency transmission repairs, overdue medical deductibles, and bail money. Somehow, my hard-earned military salary had been quietly, permanently designated as the official slush fund for their survival. But lying there in a pool of my own sweat, stitched up, trembling, and bleeding, a profound physiological shift occurred within me. The fog of lifelong obligation burned off, leaving behind a cold, sharp clarity. I wasn’t their savior. I was a hostage funding my own captivity. A cold, jagged resolve crystallized in my chest. If Penny had actually borrowed money from dangerous people, it was the ****** of a thousand terrible decisions I had warned her about. I looked down at Hazel. She had been drawing breath for less than an hour, and I already knew one absolute truth: if I did not sever this parasitic umbilical cord right now, they would eventually sink their teeth into her, too. They would bleed my daughter dry just as they had bled me. I typed my response with a shaking, bloodless thumb: “I just gave birth. I don’t have $10,000, and even if I did, I wouldn’t send it. If she is in danger, call the police.” I turned the phone facedown, pressing it against the mattress. I closed my eyes, trying to force my heart rate back to a normal rhythm. But five minutes later, the device vibrated so violently it rattled against the plastic tray. I flipped it over. “The police can’t help us,” Martha’s text read. “You just signed your nieces’ death warrants. And if they go down, they are giving those men your home address on the base. Sleep tight, Sarah.”

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  Nero (@Nerothebard) reported 8 minutes ago

  People honestly going into the story and instead of playing it to engage with it on its own terms they do so to win the twt battlefield after, it's tiring and and this actually does detract from the story a lot more than any "writing problems" you dimwits complain about. ->

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  PaulsCorner-VerseQuest (@TNTJohn1717) reported 10 minutes ago

  The mature conclusion is therefore not ignorance. It is ordered knowledge. Learn history, but put Scripture above the historian. Learn grammar, but put Scripture above the grammarian. Learn Greek and Hebrew if God gives you the opportunity, but do not turn those languages into little golden calves and dance around them while correcting the Bible that taught you salvation. Read commentaries, dictionaries, church history, manuscript studies, and translation discussions, but keep the hierarchy straight. “The words of the LORD are pure words” (Psalm 12:6). That statement was true before the first modern seminary existed and will still be true after the last one closes. Conclusion The strongest conviction I came away with after considering these arguments is simple: this is not a Bible preference. A preference is vanilla or chocolate. A preference is sitting near the front or the back. A preference is whether the church sings the first, second, and fourth verses of a hymn or makes everybody suffer through the third one too. The authority of Scripture is not in that category. If God gave words, then words matter. If God preserved words, then preservation matters. If Christ said man lives “by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God” (Matthew 4:4), then every word matters. If Revelation warns against adding to and taking away from “the words of the book” (Revelation 22:18-19), then God plainly does not share modern Christianity’s casual attitude toward textual alteration. I also came away with a renewed warning for young believers. Do not be impressed into unbelief. A Greek word on a screen is not automatically truth. A doctorate after a name is not inspiration. A lexicon is not revelation. A textual apparatus is not the Holy Ghost. Learn from good men, but remember that good men can be wrong. Respect scholarship, but never worship it. The moment somebody teaches you that you cannot know what God said until he explains why your Bible does not really say it, your spiritual alarm ought to begin making noise. Perhaps he is correct about some technical detail. Examine it. But never surrender the principle that the Book judges men. Men do not judge the Book. And finally, I did not come away from this research thinking Gail Riplinger had given me another book to believe. I came away appreciating that she had forced me to look harder at the Book I already believed. The more I look at the issue, the more obvious the battlefield becomes. Satan has been questioning God’s words since Eden. I would have to be remarkably naive to suppose he retired from the business because Gutenberg invented movable type. The battlefield moved from a tree to a manuscript room, from a serpent’s mouth to a scholar’s footnote, but the question remains suspiciously familiar: “Yea, hath God said?” My answer is equally old. Yes, He hath. He said it. He preserved it. He meant it. And I intend to believe the Book before I believe the men correcting it.

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  Toastednut (@matt70205021947) reported 10 minutes ago

  @Talo_Hex @Myth_ Battlefield devs can’t even fix basic bugs and then break 15 things every update with their spaghetti code, theyre not that dawg, theyre not hungry

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  赢政天下 (@winzheng_lab) reported 10 minutes ago

  ARP attacks turned net cafe Machine #3 into a daily cyber battlefield for millions Billing hacks, restore software & HaoFang wars powered China’s first PCs. How did you survive the lag? #InternetCafe

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  John (@DownHomeJohn) reported 10 minutes ago

  @Battlefield Fighter sweep is broken. It’s not counting kills correctly. We’re all being robbed

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  Igor (@Silva_costa_07) reported 12 minutes ago

  @charlieINTEL They removed SBMM and now don't know how to bring it back; Battlefield 6 pulled it off easily, without any trouble.

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  broheim ohtani (@goblinpunk9) reported 13 minutes ago

  @TimSheehyMT extraordinarily transparent attempt to transform an issue working people instinctively understand as damaging to their interests and enriching to their leash-holders into yet another useless culture-war battlefield. nice touch with the GLOBALIST and COMMUNIST stuff. weak!

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  Zero (@ShiroaZero) reported 15 minutes ago

  @Lawd_Arbiter The problem is that the 3.5 Did she feel too Chinese perhaps? I still don't understand the moments when they started singing And the bit about Yangyang singing in the middle of a battlefield seems more like a meme than anything else. I'll give it up to 3.7 in case it improves

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  Jack (@Smurfgotbeat) reported 15 minutes ago

  Titanfall died because of EA Battlefield isn’t dead it just needs the right amount of time and constructive attention to change what’s wrong with it. Halo is in the wrong hands, Halo Studios don’t have a single brain cell between them all of what to do to make it successful. Overall FPS games aren’t dead they just need to offer something more than what’s been done in the past. CoD as a franchise has fatigue issues, yearly releases just aren’t doing it anymore, this whole “dead” take is a quick jab instead of looking at what’s going wrong and what could be done to rectify it.

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  --- (@ae77pz19) reported 17 minutes ago

  @BattlefieldComm How have you made netcode, hit reg and matchmaking even worse? The hits for no damage is absolutely ridiculous now. It was bad before, but 80% of gunfights now have bullets vanish. A shooter game where bullets don't work, solid one guys. Almost a year and still an issue 👍

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  Chase (@ShoddyLegion) reported 19 minutes ago

  @Battlefield FIX YOUR GAME