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dragon-snoots-a-boopin · 5 months

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I don't know if I have said this a lot here but I tend not to play a lot games on my phone as I am really not all that big into the mobile game stuff as, in my opinion, 98% of mobile games are either terrible or are littered with constant, annoying ads that one is forced to watch a million of. Anyway, out of curiosity, I decided to give Call Of Duty Mobile a try and here are my thoughts on this one.

Graphics: for a mobile game, the game doesn't actually look all that bad. Yeah, it's one of those mobile games that boasts about having console quality graphics and I'd say the graphics are close to like PS3/Xbox 360 era which is pretty decent for a mobile game to have.

Controls: I'd say that the controls are fine enough at best. There's the option for simple controls and advanced controls. They have a virtual thumb stick on the left side of the screen and on the right is the ADS, fire weapon, jump and reload buttons. The only difference between simple and advanced is that advanced gives you a button to fire your weapon whereas simple lets you aim at an enemy and the weapon just fires at the enemy you are aimed at. The middle of the screen from left to right is your scorestreaks, switch weapons and grenade. Also, the top right of the screen is where your like operator power weapon is. It's not a terrible control layout but it can lead to some issues I have found. This games causes my phone to warm up and that causes my finger to stick sometimes and sometimes makes screen taps not register. The point is that when I tried playing CoD Mobile with a controller is was SO much BETTER, it's like a night and day difference. I used a PS4 controller. R2 & L2 are ADS and fire weapon, R1 & L1 are grenades, X is jump, square is reload, triangle is switch weapons and the D Pad are the scorestreaks and that makes playing the game a thousand times more comfortable to play, so much so that I need to keep playing it this way.

Maps: It's a pretty decent selection of maps here but the problem is a lack of creativity because all of one map is actually original and the rest are from past CoD games. I don't remember the names of all of the maps but they are from CoD 4, MW2 (2009), MW3 (2011), Black Ops, Black Ops II, and Modern Warfare 2019 and I am pretty sure that is it. The maps are small to medium size and that works here with matches being 5V5.

Music: The music only exists in the main menus and is pretty awful if you ask me. I really love rock and metal music and this game uses this generic rock music that just isn't very good at all and doesn't make me think of CoD at all either. If they're so obsessed with past CoD games in this one, why not use past CoD game music for this one? What's worse is that when you get into a match, there isn't any music at all and that makes the match feel kind of lifeless to me.

Weapons: The weapons all look pretty good. I do find it weird how a lot of the weapons do not have their proper names anymore. I recently unlocked the SCAR but it has a completely different name and that seems weird to me. Did CoD like lose the rights to actual names to these weapons that they use the designs and just name them something else? They all sound pretty good too but they sound better in the PC & console CoD games.

Modes: I'm sure it's obvious but, this game doesn't have any kind of single player campaign and I feel like that's expected. Multiplayer has a lot of different modes like TDM, Free For All, Kill Confirmed and so on. There's also the Battle Royale and I have no idea how that is because I've not tried it because I don't like Battle Royale games. The last thing it has is zombies which I also have yet to try. I am not a fan of CoD zombies but I will probably give it a go at some point just to say that I did.

Overall, I think that CoD Mobile is a pretty decent little phone game. The thing is that I'd really only recommend this to people who are obsessed with CoD and people who can only play games on their phone because I'd definitely highly recommend a controller for playing this game and that's not something I'd recommend to someone who plays mobile games casually as a controller that connects to ones phone isn't cheap.

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mactavishbby · 1 day

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Be shocked y'all, I'm posting something and it's Call of Duty related

So, this is like a damn mixture of just BO, the Reboot MW and like the Zombies universe, kind of. It's like a mash with all three. It's just a snippet of a possible fanfiction, but at the same time, I'm kind of like holding off on actually writing it because I feel like I'm going to need to wait for BO6 to come out before I write this. Maybe I can get away with like getting close to BO6 stuff until it comes out, but like I'm trying.

So, this takes VERY loosely during BO4 which is already terrible in terms of story because it was an online mess and no campaign.

Also would like to say a big FUCK YOU to Treyarch, you fuckers aren't making my run of BO2 be invalid because I didn't shoot MASON in the HEAD, literally NO reason to even say anything about the ending for BO2, it was perfect and it needed NO canon ending confirmed.

anyways, as for warnings: spoilers for rebootMW3 if you haven't played the campaign yet, and just BO in general, and talk of death.

“Why did you never get married?”

It was an innocent question. From an innocent kid that was trying to learn her way around the world that had shifted on her so suddenly.

Still didn’t stop Belle from looking at Lucy like she had grown two heads, just holding her cup of morning coffee in the kitchen. Just the two of them while the rest of the house slept in later. They deserved it after the missions they have been pulling off.

“I.. I just never got the chance to.” Belle answered honestly, taking a sip of her coffee, burning her tongue a little bit before resting on the counter, standing in front of the little girl, now leaning against the counter. “Why do you want to know?”

“Because, Mr. Woods always brought you up whenever he was around Auntie Savannah, he seemed soft,” Lucy explained, going in for another bite of her eggs before looking at Belle with bright green eyes like leaves in spring. “And when you talk about Mr. Woods, you seem, sad… And in movies, that usually means people love each other.. So, why did you never get married?”

Belle listened, tapping her finger lightly on the counter top, thinking about the little girl’s words. She wasn’t wrong in the case of Belle. Speaking about Frank had always brought a sense of sadness from her due to the years apart and thinking about of what could have been, more so now that everything she tried to let go had came crashing through her glass house like a boulder.

“We never got married because, as far as Mr. Woods knew, I.. I wasn’t alive anymore, like how you thought that your mom wasn’t alive anymore,” Belle tried to explain, thinking how to put this into appropriate terms for Lucy to understand. “But the difference is, Mr. Woods never knew that I was alive, and due to my situation after the day he thought I died, we just… Never came back together, or more like, couldn’t come back together.”

Lucy was finishing up another bite of her eggs before she engaged with the conversation once again. “Like how mom couldn’t come back to me right away?”

“Um, kind of, but not completely,” Belle said, thinking more on how to explain. “You know about the Dark Aether?”

“Yeah, the magical purple stuff,” Lucy answered, nodding her head, shoveling another fork full of egg into her mouth.

“Okay, so when I had gotten shot back in 1981, I had gotten taken by this Russian science group call Omega Group; who found me bleeding in the snow while I was trying to get help because the injury I had gotten didn’t actually kill me, just hurt a lot,” Belle started off with, quickly taking a swig of her coffee, needing the caffeine for this. “I spent four to five years with them, where I met Ravenov, before he managed to get in touch with Requiem in 1985.”

“Is this why you never went back to Mr. Woods?” Lucy was looking at Belle with a tilted head and a questioning look, like she was trying to follow along to what Belle was telling her.

“It was part of the reason, I technically was a prisoner and was forced to work with Omega Group, so I started to learn about the Dark Aether and didn’t have much contact with the outside world,” Belle explained, before patting where she had been shot back in 1981. “With exposure to the Dark Aether, I quickly lost the scars from 1981, but it also affected my head that wasn’t completely right to begin with as I had also been brainwashed like your great-grandpa was, and like Donnie, Torque and Battery when it came to your mother’s death. So, my memories had been altered and having those scars disappear had me questioning everything.”

Then Belle reached over for the leather notebook that was sitting on the further end of the kitchen island, and pulling it over and placing it between herself and Lucy. “But this did get me into the habit of making a journal… which I now have a very impressive collect of for the last 63 years.”

“What did you write about mainly?” Lucy asked, carefully taking the journal to start looking through it. It was still a new book, so there wasn’t much but there was some drawings and what not in there.

“I started with just writing small things, like what my day was like, I started sketching which was something I did rarely before meeting Mr. Woods,” Belle said, letting Lucy look through her journal, like it was no big deal. “Then I slowly started to write about things from before, such as my memories of stuff from before my brainwashing, the memories that I was given from my brainwashing, my time with Mr. Woods and the others… It helped a lot with picking up the mess of cards that were my memories, my personality and just everything that made me Isabelle Levine.”

Lucy was looking at an old Polaroid of Frank from back in 1981, something Belle had personally taken when he as laughing at some stupid joke that Mason had said while they were the only ones at the safe-house because Belle was working late and Frank didn’t want to leave her alone, and Mason was having a night.

“Mr. Woods looks old here.” Was Lucy’s comment, looking at the photo closely, like she was trying to find the smallest of details.

“Well, I just Savannah brought back Mr. Woods when he was younger, but in that photo is how I remember him always..” Belle said, tapping at the top of the photo. “… And I still look the same from when he last saw me.”

“Did you attend his funeral?” Was Lucy’s next question, making Belle pause.

“Yeah.. Back in 2027, he passed in his sleep. The smoking caught up with him.” Belle answered, looking down at the table with a sad smile. “Your great-grandfather cornered me when I went to say goodbye personally after everyone had stepped out of the church. He… He had a lot of questions and we sat there in the front pews, letting him hear my story… The irony was, your great-grandfather passed away in that very church, in that front pew that very day… He passed away listening to everything that I've done. Probably thinking that if there was an afterlife, he had something to tell Mr. Woods.”

The two of them sat there silently as Lucy flipped back through some more pages, before she found a sketch from Belle’s memory. Of another person that came into Belle’s life and left her way too soon.

“Who’s Soap?” Lucy asked, looking at Belle as the little girl pushed the journal back over and pointing at the very sketch that Belle was looking at.

“His name was Johnny, from Scotland so he had a similar accent to Torque. He was, well, he was ambitious.” Belle shared, looking at the sketch before pulling out her phone and actually showing a good photo of Johnny back in 2022. “There was a new operation dealing with the Dark Aether, and they were pulling a team together, and while Requiem wasn't active anymore, Ravenov and I still were known by very few people. So, we got sent in, so did Soap.”

“Did you love Soap like you love Mr. Woods?”

Belle shook her head. “No.. He already had someone back home, completely smitten with her, but he was the only person that I had gotten close with in a very long time. He knew everything about me, he just, kind of, was someone that had a way with getting people to speak.”

Lucy started to swipe through the pictures on Belle’s phone, looking at them closely, watching her go back to her oldest photos, then going back to the photo of her and Soap before moving forward to more recent ones.

“You seemed.. Happier after meeting Soap.” Lucy observed, going back between different photos. While Belle’s face looked the same, her hair and fashion reflected with the time, and with the emotions that her face was displaying. “Then you seem sad again, but still happy.”

“Soap died on a mission the year after I met him, he was protecting his Captain, stopping a bad guy from blowing up a bomb in London,” Belle said, sharing what she knew. “Kind of like how I stopped my own uncle from all the nukes in Europe back in the ‘81. I was sad finding out I lost a friend again, though it was easier to handle because Soap made me realize that I had to start living again, this was my life now, and I had to make the most of it.”

Belle finished off with her coffee, setting the mug down on the counter gentle, worried that it would shatter if she didn’t do so. She knew that it wouldn’t, but her emotions were making her feel that way. “Soap, never invalidated how I felt, but he made me look at what I was doing to myself. I was miserable and I kept very much to myself. That… That wasn’t who I was, but I lost so much, missed out on so much, and I was stuck in a state that reminded me of those times.”

She carefully took to her phone back from Lucy before showing a few photos. “You can see that I didn’t change much before Soap, I still looked as close as I did back in the 80’s, I was stuck at 28 and I didn’t now how to support myself with this new.. Well, me.” Belle explained the best she could. “But with Soap, I started to build my identity again, but allowing it to fit who I was in the moment and mold it into something that I could change as time went on. Which I’ve been doing. Sure, there were parts that stayed around, but there was so many other things about me that changed over the years. “

The phone was set down next to the journal, the two females looking at each other, Lucy with the ever curious eyes, while Belle stood there as someone that seen more than a life’s worth of the world.

“You still haven’t answered why you never go married. Like ever.” Lucy came back around to, completely full circle.

Belle laughed, shaking her head in amusement of this child.

“Yeah, I guess I didn’t,” Belle agreed, pushing herself up from her slouched position to stand up straight. “Why I never got married was because I was still in love with Frank Woods, and I spent 63 years still being stupidly in love with him. And I will probably still love him until the day I finally die. I still love him even now that he’s back and doesn’t have the full picture of what is going on.”

“So, in a very long way, you did get back to him in the end.” Lucy pointed out, this eight year old leaving Belle even more speechless.

“Yeah.. In the end, I guess I did get back to him.”

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