WOFF: A Gathering of Loonies. You have to admit, most of us are a bit touched!

I resent that!

So do I!

Be quiet. He wasn't talking to you.

You be quiet.

HEY!! Are you two arguing again?

He started it!



Excuse me. This may take a while.

Firstly and again - thanks to everyone here, developers, modders, posters etc for keeping the evolution of this the greatest ww1 flight sim progressing as it has, and is - collectively we are all very fortunate to enjoy your efforts And have such an open, welcoming and helpful forum.

A few ideas in the spirit of its continual evolution

WOFF - Death’s New Dawn or Death’s Next Dawn or Death’s Dark Dawn

WOFF - Hell on High or Hell in the Heavens or Closer to Heaven

WOFF - New Horizons or To Never Surrender

Sorry if others had posted similar already!

That would go well with Lou's "Terror In The Skies".

Already, too many great possibilities. If not already suggested:

WOFF: Excalibur Edition

WOFF: Tribute

If not already suggested:

WOFF: Reloaded

WoFF: The Head Turning Version

In light of the fact that the new expansion seems to be adding a lot of immersion from the pilot's view in the cockpit (turning heads, better AI, wind buffeting, improved scenery, etc) and the fact that OFF/WOFF has been improving for well over 10 years now I suggest:

WOFF: War is Personal.

WOFF:WIP

And a double meaning for that, equally true thanks to dedicated devs and a supportive community is;

WOFF: Work in Progress!

Not the greatest for marketing, though...

How has WOFF: Barmy Edition not been suggested yet?

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Some more to consider and overload the thought process with, this time incorporating Pol's idea about including "2021" in the title.

WOFF: The Great Air War 2021
WOFF: War in the Air 2021
WOFF: Rise to Glory 2021
WOFF: Between Heaven and Hell 2021 (a nice throwback don't you think)
WOFF: Heaven High Hell Deep 2021

And/or simply add "2021" to the following, some of which I mentioned earlier.

WOFF: The Sky Their Battlefield
WOFF: A Gathering of Eagles
WOFF: The High and the Mighty
WOFF: Fire in the Sky
WOFF: Endless Flight
WOFF: Tumult in the Clouds (Fullofit, this is the 'PG' adjusted version)

You could also place the "2021" ahead of the new title if the flow is better, such as this - WOFF: 2021 Between Heaven and Hell; or as this - WOFF 2021: Heaven High Hell Deep.

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I thought of it wormwood, but decided not to go there - for a change.

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This is a very nice and would be great success!

More random musings, some serious, some not so much:

WOFF: MMXXI

WOFF: Century Edition

WOFF: A Century in the Making

WOFF: The WOFFiest yet!

WOFF: All In!

WOFF: ****s to the Wall Edition

WOFF: Knightfall 1914 - 1918

WOFF 2021: By Jove, I've Pranged My Kite Again!

The poem "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae has a few snippets that might work.

WOFF: Between the Crosses

WOFF: The Guns Below

WOFF: We are the Dead

(apologies if any of these have been suggested already ... I have not scanned the entirety of the previous suggestions)

From the poem "Wings of the Morning" by F/Lt Jeffery Day, RNAS – WOFF: Wings of the Morning

The poem captures the images and impressions one will get from the next version of this stellar simulation…

On the Wings of the Morning
By Jeffery Day

A sudden roar, a mighty rushing sound,
A jolt or two, a smoothly sliding rise,
A tumbled blur of disappearing ground,
And then all sense of motion slowly dies,
Quiet and calm, the earth slips past below,
As underneath a bridge still waters flow.

My turning wing inclines toward the ground;
The ground itself glides up with graceful swing
And at lane’s far tip twirls slowly round,
Then drops from sight again beneath the wing
To slip away serenely as before,
A cubist-patterned carpet on the floor.

Hills gently sink and valleys gently fill.
The flattened fields grow ludicrously small;
Slowly they pass beneath and slower still
Until they hardly seem to move at all.
Then suddenly they disappear from sight
Hidden by fleeting wisps of faded white.

The wing-tips, faint and dripping, dimly show
Blurred by the wreaths of mist that intervene.
Weird, half-seen shadows flicker to and fro
Across the pallid fog-bank’s blinding screen.
At last the choking mists release their hold,
And all the world is silver, blue and gold.

The air is clear, more clear than sparkling wine;
Compared with this wine is a turgid brew.
The far horizon makes a clean-cut line
Between the silver and depthless blue.
Out of the snow-white level reared on high
Glittering hills surge up to meet the sky.

Outside the wind screen’s shelter gales may race;
But in the seat a cool and gentle breeze
Blows steadily upon my grateful face.
As I sit motionless and at my ease,
Contented just to loiter in the sun
And gaze around me till the day is done.

And so I sit half sleeping, half awake,
Dreaming a happy dream of golden days
Until at last, with a reluctant shake
I rouse myself and with lingering gaze
At all the splendour of the shining plain
Make ready to come down to earth again.

The engine stops; a pleasant silence reigns-
Silence, not broken, but intensified
By the soft, sleepy wire’ insistent strains,
That rise and fall as with a sweeping glide
I slither down the well-oiled sides of space,
Towards a lower, less enchanted place.

The clouds draw nearer, changing as they come.
Now, like a flash, fog grips me by the throat.
Down goes the nose: at once the wire’s low hum
Begins to rise in volume and in note,
Till, as I hurtle from the choking cloud
It swells into a scream, high pitched, and loud.

The scattered hues and shades of green and brown
Fashion themselves into the land I know,
Turning and twisting, as I spiral down
Towards the landing-ground; till, skimming low
I glide with slackening speed across the ground,
And come to rest with lightly grating sound.

Oops -- posted in the wrong thread. And no, regrettably, not a beta tester...

This is the only type of poetry I’m allowed to read.

Pleased to see this thread whizzing along nicely gents’, with stimulating suggestions.

@Raine, I especially like the “Wings of the Morning” idea.

While I’ve already given a suggestion (and thank you Becker for the support regarding “Excelsior Edition - Sparkling Red,” to carry the wine metaphor forward), I was feeling a wee bit eccentric today so I thought of another few possibilities that may come in handy:

WOFF: Linen & Brass Tappets Edition (LABTE)

WOFF: Laminated Propeller Special (LPS)

WOFF: Improved Aerofoil Extravaganza (IAE)

WOFF: Most Intensive Addon and/or Missing in Action (MIA)

WOFF: Extra Horsepower Expansion Pack (EHEP)

WOFF: Thin Moustache Upgrade (TMU)

WOFF: Land of No Return (LONR)

Happy flying,
Von S