Let's take a minute to celebrate!

The reason I pre ordered this game was because I found out about the beta and played the last weekend it was available. I met a really cool guy named StiffBroom. On the last day we departed with one final dance off and promised to meet up once the game released. We did and it was great.

@dragonsire2016 said in Let's take a minute to celebrate!:

@admiral-rrrsole I think the storms, weather and ocean physics are just awesome. I love sailing around.

I love the ocean in real life so this game was perfect for me too because of this. I love sailing around and sitting by the fire at galleons grave listening to the waves hit the shore.

Responding quickly (he says, as he begins to type - so, we shall see)...

The FREEDOM!!
Even when I was young, and playing very old games on machines that many, today, would laugh at, my favorite thing was veering off the path (even just driving on the grass in Pole Position, lol).
This game is almost entirely off of any rails, whatsoever, and I fully appreciate and enjoy that. Couldn't be much more pirate, in that regard.

The SAILING!!! (especially combined with the freedom)
Both the sailing mechanics and that DAMN BEAUTIFUL SEA. The wind, the raising and turning of the sails, the waves, the storms... PLUS the teamwork for making the galleon cruise like a dream!

The COORDINATION!! It deserves its own category here. I love working with 3 other crew-mates that jump on the sails and the anchor with me. Getting to learn that, in the beginning, was fantastic fun. And it's always fun teaching new pirates "the ropes".
I think that's a fantastic element of the game and it's a big part of drawing me to the galleon, over my usual soloing gamestyle.

Last but far from least - THE ATMOSPHERE.
This game is atmospheric. When I'm not playing, I like to turn on certain streamers, just to continue to enjoy breathing in the salty winds, feeling the splash on my face... watching the skies and the waves, ever changing. The skull clouds and the skeletons and the sharks... The game world is beautiful AND immersive.

Those are the top things that I immediately think of.

They all, also, ring true for what pirates are all about. Freedom, sailing, coordination, atmosphere.
Combine all of that with the inherent humour of this game... and, yeah, 'tis my favorite.

TL;DR : me like game...game make fun times.

I really enjoy sailing just next to a shipwreck. Climbing up to the crow's nest to look for sharks and pirates. The coast is clear except for one shark just past the wreck....I can get to the ship before she'll get me...no probs.
Just before I fly from my safe perch, I glance at the setting sun as the waves play with the sunlight. 🌅🤓nice

Splash!!
My speed entering the water was a bit too much and I quickly go further than necessary...but I notice a distinct glow coming from the Captain's quarters...a skull....YES!!
I slip through the water and pull my way through the ship hoping to find more below deck...nope...nuthin.
Snag a floatin nanner and head to the CQ. Work my way round the mast and see the glow of the skull warming the doorway...BAM!!!
The shark bites me gud.
I scurry through the door, turn and ready my pistol. The shark's gaping maw gnashes at the weakened wood of the door frame, splinters float around the end of my pistol as the blast erupts into the flesh of the toothy beast.
She thrashes violently away and zooms around the back of the ship. I follow her strong, scarred body through the windows of the back of the cabin.
I watch her with a skeptical glare as she bitterly awaits her meal. A dead, dark eye glows green as I reach for the skull resting on the now suspended desk. Her massive, muscular tail bangs against the wall of windows. A tiny crack in one of the panes appears and she seems to react to it. She swims around again and seems to gather distance for another lunge at the windows. I feel my lungs burn under the strain of holding back the impulse to breathe in large amounts of water. "I'm going to drown down here for this stupid skull."
Just as this thought completes in my mind, 2 more cracks splinter across the glass of the same tiny little pane. She begins her dash towards me and her mouth smashes closed and open and closed again...preparing for what it does best.
I swim backwards as far as I can in case she breaks through. I drop the heavy skull and pull out my pistol again. Here...she...comes...baboom! Baboom! Baboom!
The shark turns quickly and swims off into the darkness, never making it to the window.
A splash and two successive blasts rock the water just above me and right near...MY SHIP!? Stowing my pistol, I grab the skull and swim for the door.
Bursting through the surface I gasp for air...All of it. I spin around looking for the dastardly villain who shot at my defenseless ship. I see a set of sails well beyond my bow, on the edge of a storm. A 3 masted galleon with brilliantly red sails...and a shark fin...speeding towards me.
I stretch out, splashing swiftly, tugging at the water while digging my fingers into the eyes of the skull.
Within seconds I'm pulling myself free of the water and up my starboard ladder. I hear her body banging against the hull beneath me. Tooth, water and wood in a bitter battle. I smirk as I pull myself to the deck and place the skull next to my wheel.
Another sequence of flashes and blasts illuminate the edge of the storm. The steamy heated cannonballs igniting the humidity of the storm ripple through the air towards me.
I hear the gurgle of water burbling into my lower deck...but I've heard that sound before and I can take several more hits like that before I need worry. If these ones fair better, I am in trouble.
I start cranking on my anchor and the waves start to thrash my sloop around freely. I dash for my sails and within seconds I'm at full and angled for winds mixing into the strengthening storm. My best chance for escape is through the storm but to use it, I'll have to speed right past a galleon with who knows how many psychopaths aboard.
With rudder and sails ready, I run downstairs and arm up; Cutless and a buss will do. Back up to the deck and onto the wheel. Point her dead on for the storm and the galleon's stern. My sail bursts to life and the ocean lunges me forward. Crashes of water against wood blasts spray into the air and across my face...my glowing green face.

@pink-geek-chic Favorite thing about SoT?
The game screwing up my glorious plans! Do you know the movie Guardians of the Galaxy? The scene when Rocket explains what he needs for his breakout plan and why they should get the battery at the end? That's it!

And those treasure chest "riddles". I do really like them.

@lil-fokker said in Let's take a minute to celebrate!:

TL;DR : me like game...game make fun times.

I really enjoy sailing just next to a shipwreck. Climbing up to the crow's nest to look for sharks and pirates. The coast is clear except for one shark just past the wreck....I can get to the ship before she'll get me...no probs.
Just before I fly from my safe perch, I glance at the setting sun as the waves play with the sunlight. 🌅🤓nice

Splash!!
My speed entering the water was a bit too much and I quickly go further than necessary...but I notice a distinct glow coming from the Captain's quarters...a skull....YES!!
I slip through the water and pull my way through the ship hoping to find more below deck...nope...nuthin.
Snag a floatin nanner and head to the CQ. Work my way round the mast and see the glow of the skull warming the doorway...BAM!!!
The shark bites me gud.
I scurry through the door, turn and ready my pistol. The shark's gaping maw gnashes at the weakened wood of the door frame, splinters float around the end of my pistol as the blast erupts into the flesh of the toothy beast.
She thrashes violently away and zooms around the back of the ship. I follow her strong, scarred body through the windows of the back of the cabin.
I watch her with a skeptical glare as she bitterly awaits her meal. A dead, dark eye glows green as I reach for the skull resting on the now suspended desk. Her massive, muscular tail bangs against the wall of windows. A tiny crack in one of the panes appears and she seems to react to it. She swims around again and seems to gather distance for another lunge at the windows. I feel my lungs burn under the strain of holding back the impulse to breathe in large amounts of water. "I'm going to drown down here for this stupid skull."
Just as this thought completes in my mind, 2 more cracks splinter across the glass of the same tiny little pane. She begins her dash towards me and her mouth smashes closed and open and closed again...preparing for what it does best.
I swim backwards as far as I can in case she breaks through. I drop the heavy skull and pull out my pistol again. Here...she...comes...baboom! Baboom! Baboom!
The shark turns quickly and swims off into the darkness, never making it to the window.
A splash and two successive blasts rock the water just above me and right near...MY SHIP!? Stowing my pistol, I grab the skull and swim for the door.
Bursting through the surface I gasp for air...All of it. I spin around looking for the dastardly villain who shot at my defenseless ship. I see a set of sails well beyond my bow, on the edge of a storm. A 3 masted galleon with brilliantly red sails...and a shark fin...speeding towards me.
I stretch out, splashing swiftly, tugging at the water while digging my fingers into the eyes of the skull.
Within seconds I'm pulling myself free of the water and up my starboard ladder. I hear her body banging against the hull beneath me. Tooth, water and wood in a bitter battle. I smirk as I pull myself to the deck and place the skull next to my wheel.
Another sequence of flashes and blasts illuminate the edge of the storm. The steamy heated cannonballs igniting the humidity of the storm ripple through the air towards me.
I hear the gurgle of water burbling into my lower deck...but I've heard that sound before and I can take several more hits like that before I need worry. If these ones fair better, I am in trouble.
I start cranking on my anchor and the waves start to thrash my sloop around freely. I dash for my sails and within seconds I'm at full and angled for winds mixing into the strengthening storm. My best chance for escape is through the storm but to use it, I'll have to speed right past a galleon with who knows how many psychopaths aboard.
With rudder and sails ready, I run downstairs and arm up; Cutless and a buss will do. Back up to the deck and onto the wheel. Point her dead on for the storm and the galleon's stern. My sail bursts to life and the ocean lunges me forward. Crashes of water against wood blasts spray into the air and across my face...my glowing green face.

This. :)

Better question for me would be what NOT to celebrate ^_^

Sailing with friends is my personal best. Just working together having a blast with gunpowder and just singing/ drinking/ exploding etc.
We have a system in place where we allow one gunpowder teamkill per session per person. (We're not counting shooting the new skeletons by the way) This prevents an unending loop of kill and revenge but does deliver the fun of getting your revenge/ pulling shenanigans like handing someone a lit bomb..