I AM WHISKEY, DAMMIT!
Anyway, I doubt you’d want any footage I could give. I play more passively than a hooker on prom night.
That… didn’t work as well as I thought it would.
REGARDLESS. I can give you verbal advice, as that is just to mind your positioning. Whiskey’s got no reliable means of escape, so that means you have to play from mid to long range. In addition to that, you also gotta focus minions.
When you are playing Whiskey, your sole responsiblity early game is murdering those adorable little robots. And since your skills are all single target until level 4, you’ve gotta rely on decent aim with your rifle to get kills and most anything else. Duh, that tactical rifle sure isn’t a paper weight!
So make your your aim is at least half decent. Please, for the love of Minrec, I’m tired of seeing people with lower than 60% accuracy on Whiskey. Recoil management might be tough with his ult at first, but practice makes perfect, and even I’m not perfect yet. Average is around 70-75% for me.
I always run this build: http://battlebornforum.com/pages/battleborn-helix-build-editor-whiskey-foxtrot/?rows=-1,-1,1,-1,0,0,-1,1,-1,1,
Allows me to support myself so the healer has one less f*cker to babysit.
Plus, Triple Slow Napalm nades, and a damage amp shotgun blast = One dead motherf*cker
Whiskey rewards patient play, because once you hit mid game, you are nearly impossible to kill. Just play it safe, and murder a lot of robots.
Don’t be afraid to run, if you’ve got close to half health, I suggest humping a health station till you’re maxed, or as close as you think you need.
Sorry if this isn’t too helpful, my methods work for my madness.
“Retreating doesn’t make you a loser, dying does.”
You can quote me on that sh*t. If you are not 100% sure you can take a fight, don’t take it. At least not before you hit your stride.
@HandsomeCam Thanks for the tag, btw xD Hope I could help.
EDIT: ALSO! Run either the shield pen helix, or the “what shields?” helix if either Kleese or ISIC are on the enemy team. They are such massive fatasses, that it’d take a miracle for you to miss your shots, assuming you’ve practiced.