Team game:
Team #1 Me and John
Team #2 Morgan, Jesse, and Taylor
Team #3 Chris and Chris
After playing for awhile, both John and I get shot; therefore, we lose. We both yell "I'm hit" like twenty times while we are sitting next to a woodpile. Taylor starts shooting at us again after we already yelled "We're hit" at him over and over again. So... I jump up and start screaming a battle cry as I fire rounds in his direction, John follows me, and we scare them away. We keep charging, now, apparently, we are "zombies", because we didn't care when we got hit, we just kept shootin' away. Finally, John gets shot in the nuts by Jesse, and gives up(I would to, it was at point blank range). After awhile, it's game-over.
Then we played Zombie, and, of course, the zombies won. I happened to be using a pump gun in the zombie game, because I had already put my Spyder away. I walked up to John right after the Zombie game, and said, "You wanna duel?", he said, "I would win, you have a pump gun", and then he turned away. So I reach in my pocket, pull out a paint grenade, throw it at John's feet, and watch as he is caked in thick, turquoise paint right as he looked towards me.
Simultaneously, John and one of the Chris's start shooting point-blank at me with their semi-autos, right as I trip backwards over a root. "I give up!", I yell as I already feel at least 12 bruises forming. They did stop shooting, But they waited a bit before doing so.
Ok, so now I stand up and we start walking away. Jesse shoots me in the foot. I quickly cock my crappy pump-gun, aim, and fire(at his back since he was running) as I yell, "FAGGGGGOTTTTTT!!!!!!!". I did hit him, but the paint ball bounced off since the CO2 was probly almost out in the pump gun.
What a way to spend a Sunday...
