Okay. I thought the game was badly broken and I did a complete uninstall and reinstall. 
Still having the same issues. But I've since found out it may not be my computer/client OR Champions that's at fault. 

Quote:Atlantea, it's because you're in Texas. My roomie and some other CO players did some trace-route research, and there's an issue with two pipeline providers, Time Warner and Cogent, who are for some reason losing a crap ton of packets in their data hand-off. A Time Warner engineer (not a support tech) has the trace route data from the players and has opened an investigation as of last night.

From the following post on the forums. 

Quote:By no means am I to be credited with this, but it's the truth. If I'm right, Hyperstrike was the first to say this (though I could be wrong but I don't care, it's good advice... and bears repeating) if we really want to win against this.
One of the biggest things they're going to look at (if they're inclined to look at anything) is numbers now. We need to show support and solidarity BY PLAYING THE GAME.
I'm sure they'd like nothing more than for us to vent our spleen and then move on to other games (their games if given a choice). That justifies them closing it down. That's what they're hoping on if they're determined to shut us down. We made noise and that's great, BUT THAT'S NOT ENOUGH. Not until November 30th when there's no choice. If you feel the need to protest after that, there's no recourse but to speak with your wallet.
Right now, we still have our game, and leaving can be just as vital as our voice when it means we aim to stay.
Titan contiunes to come up with 'solidarity' events. The next Positron Rally (on Thursday and Saturday to run both Positron TF's is) just more fire in the bellies of our participants, and data to those who can mine it to show how important we are to those who swore to stand behind Paragon Studios... Both it's employees and the game they created. Each of these are pivitol in making our case.
It hurts. I know. It's sad to look at... (whatever) I know. The thing is, for now, we CAN'T STOP PLAYING.
Us 'moving on' is exactly what they want. If, 3 months from now there's little to no playerbase, they'll close the doors with little regret, and probably little press. They will have won. After all, WE gave up. It's not enough to have energy now... 
If it means so much to us, honoring those relationships that we know will contiune beyond this game...
If it means so much to us, those relationships that have passed us from other causes, that we'll never see again.
If it means so much to us, the server communities we formed, and will never see in this inacarnation again..
IF IT MEANS SO MUCH TO US, the development team that we praise for their time here and don't want it to stop... further enriching this game in ways we've rarely or never seen in any other MMO...
We need to keep playing. We, the players, need to dredge up the strength to log in and keep fighting the good fight (for heroes) and taking what's ours (for the villains). As the dev team said... without us, they are nothing.
We need to keep being their heroes (and villains!!!) We need to keep logging in and letting NCSoft know we support Paragon city 'til the bitter end!!!
I don't care how sad it is, how mad this makes you. These things don't matter. If we have any hope of saving our City, it's through actions AS MUCH AS WORDS.
Keep logging in. Keep saving the day (or taking it over) keep the 'little guy' safe (or keep robbing the bank). Whatever it is to keep our City vital. KEEP DOING IT.
IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO TOTALLY GET OUR MESSAGE ACROSS WHEN WE'RE NOT DOING COMMUNITY/SERVER EVENTS TO SHOW SOLIDARITY.
LET NCSOFT WE WILL NOT GO QUIETLY INTO THE NIGHT, AND WE WILL KEEP PLAYING 'TIL THE LIGHTS GO OUT.
I don't ask you do this for me. At the end of the day, I'm a nobody lurker who only wished they could contribute more than they did, and you probably don't even know who I am.
Do this for yourselves, who claim to love Paragon and the Rogue Isles so much. Do this for the Game Developers who are not just losing a game, they're losing a job!
But again, just as importantly, do this for yourself...
If you love this game, spend as much time in it as you can, because if everything else fails, you will at least knew you did everything could could to suck the marrow out of it and learned and felt all you could for this City until the bittersweet end.
Thank you.
A player and citizen of Paragon City.
EDIT:upon investigation of the original thread I was referring to it was Kellan Pine that Hyperstrike referenced. It really doesn't matter. Please, pass this on to everyone you know. Especially those not logging in from depression or anger. We need their optimism and hope more than ever!! No guaratees it will succeed, but there were no guarantees to our heroes either... they just did what they knew was right...

Fly Tipping - 12/Sep/2012
It was a popular spot.  For fly tipping, anyway.  Near the road.  Out of direct sight.  Quite a few people had found it really convenient.
He'd been in a hurry.  Yes, he'd promised to store the stuff.  But, his brother always dumped tat on him.  And, never collected.  A load of papers, some old paint tins, weirdly marked with bio-hazard signs.  It all had to go.  He was moving house, and he had quite enough of his own junk.
When he dumped the stuff, he wasn't careful.  If he'd have cared, he'd have sorted it all, into the right recycling bins.  Or, taken it to the 'amenity site', and been watched to ensure he put the right stuff in the right skip.  So, one of the paint cans was holed, when he dumped the old tiles, and the bedstead. Who cared?
The heap brewed over several weeks.  The liquid oozed out of the crushed can, first dissolving the papers, then into a water-filled dip in the ground.  After a few days the other cans fell into the now thick pool of liquid, and themselves dissolved, then the tiles, and, finally the bedstead.
The liquid slowly changed colour, from a murky grey, briefly to a gleaming white, with red accents, then it shifted to blend into the background.  A fox came and sniffed at it, then yelped, and bolted, as the liquid roiled.  There wasn't enough, barely a hundred kilos, so tendrils reached out to other piles of rubbish, moving as if sniffing at them, and selected choice pieces.
The last arrival was a 'waste disposal specialist'.  Supposed they cleaned-up for one of the cheaper local veterinary surgeries, and took things off for 'hygienic disposal'.  Money was tight, and incineration was getting pretty expensive.  The driver was a part-trained 'hygienic operative', and didn't even know enough to pick a good dumping spot.
Even so, you'd think a non-reflective grey pool would attract some attention. But, Dave just walked straight across it, and it conveniently went solid under each of his steps.  Nearly a hundred kilos of dead pets, neatly bagged, with some convenient hedge clippings kicked over them, and he was finished, and could go home early.
Good quality organics was the main thing that'd been missing.  This was a lane, just off a country road, but the pool had somehow felt it wrong to use living plants, or harvest too much from the soil.  The bodies were ideal, and there was enough spare to build some organic reserves.  Afterwards, the pool went back to sucking as much energy as it could from out of the sunshine.
Mako staggered, slowing climbing to all four feet.  System Status: Power Reserves at 10%, not critical, but close to it.  She tried to boot the Krem cell, it stuttered, then started to feed a reassuring steady stream of power.  She took a deep breath.
Looking around, she'd just climbed out of a dip in the ground.  Her organic system were functioning, but her cybernetics felt... wrong.  Absent mindedly she grazed a bit on the local vegetation.  Systems were slowly coming on-line, but parts of her modular weapons were just missing, all the lethal stuff an analysis suggested.  The Forge was still there, and with that she should be able to replace anything missing, given the right resources.
But... her memory was fuzzy, both the organics and cybernetic archives.  She didn't remember how she got here.  Battle damage?  No signs of that.  Ah!  Her sensor systems were coming on-line.  GPS, one of the older formats, put her in middle England.  FM radio broadcasts, television signals, cellular phone masts.  Early 21st century.
She didn't remember coming to this Earth, and normally she was briefed...  She'd been warned the Krem cell wouldn't work on most of them.  Panic nearly froze her in place.  What was her rider's name?  D...  Dan?  Anger?  No, that wasn't right, but was as much as she could remember.
Power reserves hitting 80% so she could afford to try the 'unconventional' systems.  And, there seemed to be at least one she didn't recognise as part of her standard configuration.  Holo cloak seemed good, as she cycled through different coat and mane colours for a horse, and the simulated rider worked, though the clothes looked wrong, but, quite why?
Now for the acid test.  No sign of combat, so she'd risk social mode.  Her insides folded, shifted, and she fell back onto two legs, wobbled, then stood. Shaking out her blonde hair she looked down, from her slightly less than two metre height.  Summer dress, white of course, sensible shoes, her saddle morphed into a shoulder bag.  Matched the TV broadcasts, so she should be OK.
'Enemy territory infiltration' package loaded.
Time to find out where she really was.
--
"It is the business of the future to be dangerous" - Hawkwind

Call to Action: Positron's Ally Event: 
Hey all, it's time for our next event! The coordinators at the Titan Network have been discussing what we can do to keep fans engaged and having fun, and I think we've come up with a pretty good follow-up to the Unity Rally this past weekend. I'm going to let Maressa, purveyor of our last project, announce and give the details of this one as well. I know I'll be there, and I hope you will be able to come, too!

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Ever since our Rally last weekend Tony and I have been working on what our next in game event should be. Rallies are great but we wanted to something a bit more active and something that non VIPs could get involved in. We also wanted something that would be a nod to the developers without whom we would have no game to play. With all of that in mind I would like to announce:
Positron's Ally
Two days of Task Force fun. 
On Thursday September 20th at 9PM Eastern/ 2AM GMT
And
Saturday September 22nd at 12 Noon Eastern/5PM GMT
Join TonyV, myself and the entire Titan Network team in running the Positron Task Forces, part one and two. In the world’s biggest synchronized Positron Task Force group across all the City of Heroes Servers. 
Come with a team already formed or make yourself a PUG while you’re there!
Take screenshots, chat with old friends, make new friends and listen to your favorite server based radio stations.

The movement to save COH has been gathering steam and gathering attention in the media. Here are a few links.
http://www.threatormenace.com/2012/09/0 ... ont-leave/
http://ireport.cnn.com/docs/DOC-840174
http://bleedingcool.com/2012/09/10/five ... es-kind-of
A re-tweet from Felicia Day:
Felicia Day ‏@feliciaday
Wow this made me tear up a little. Gamers trying to save their game RT: @FirstOfThFallen: http://bleedingcool.com/2012/09/10/five ... es-kind-of ...

From her post on Titan Network boards (handle: Victoria Victrix):

Quote:I have permission to tell you this from Brian Clayton the former manager
of Paragon Studios.  "please continue to keep everyone’s spirits high,
let them know what they’re doing is important and let’s not have any
regrets; for we know that we’re doing EVERYTHING humanly possible to
right this injustice. "
There are very delicate business
negotiations going on.  One thing that will help is to continue to show
that we are passionate, committed, sane (well, mostly) and driven to
support CoH.  We are exactly the sort of audience any product needs.

My Sweet Wyoming Home
By Bill Staines
There's a silence on the prairie
That a man can't help but feel;
There a shadow growing longer now,
And nipping at my heels.
For I know that soon that old four-lane
That runs beneath my wheels
Will take me home to my sweet Wyoming home.

I headed down the road last summer
With a few old friends of mine.
They all hit the money, Lord,
I didn't make a dime.
The entrance fees they took my dough,
And the travelin' took my time,
And now I'm headed home to my sweet Wyoming home.

Cho:
Watch the moon smiling in the sky
And hum a tune, a prairie lullaby.
A peaceful wind, an old coyote's cry
A song of home, my sweet Wyoming home.

Bridge:
Well, the rounders they all wish you luck
When they know you're in a jam.
But your money's ridin' on the bull,
And he don't give a damn.

Well there's shows in all the cities,
The cities turn your heart to clay;
It takes all a man can muster
Just to try and get away.
And the songs I'm used to hearin'
Ain't the kind the jukebox plays,
And now I'm headed home to my sweet Wyoming home.

Cho.

You know I've always loved the ridin',
There ain't nothin' quite the same,
And another year may bring the luck
Of winning all the game.
There's a magpie on the fencerail,
And he's callin' out my name,
And he calls me home to my sweet Wyoming home.
--
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.

The first post in http://drunkardswalkforums.yuku.com/top ... er-to-Bear]the previous thread listed all the threads that came before, so I won't recap again. This time.

--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

WOW!!!!

(C8 is obscured behind Marauder, but Kara Skye is very prominent! She's flying in at the right hand side of the screen at 00:32 Squeeeee!! ^_^