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A story thats actually funny... and honest to God true.
So i'm at my local field about a year and a half ago playing a woodsball capture the flag match. I have my hodge podge spyder compact (more on this gun to come in the rate my marker section soon) and my friend has a tippman 98c. We are pinned down by ten guys. Im hiding behind a big chunk of concrete and dan (my friend is behind a couple of doors set as a small bunker. I got shot in the neck and my reflex was to snap my head to my shoulder because of the pain. I bring my head back up and the paintball just rolls off. I had caught a paintball with my neck. But it doesnt end there. As soon as this happens one of my team mates walks out from behind a treeline without a gun in hand. He says something like, "what's up." Then he pulls duel pt extremes out of his shoulder holsters and empties out all 20 rounds that he has in one fluid and instantaneous motion. He did this while straifing into the wide open old school gunslinger style. At this point I think the other people shooting at us were stunned at the stupidity because there seemed to be a break in the gunfire. Then his chest just erupted in paint splatter. me and my friend just busted up laughing... until we got rushed and killed promptly therafter.
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Turning and turning in the widening gyre,
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; The centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world...
-W.B. Yeats
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A story thats actually funny... and honest to God true.
