*CONTEST* (1) Free Registration to KURSK!

[Junkie]

This contest will be based on your short story writing skills.

TOPIC: Your favorite paintball moment. You know the story you tell your friends? The one you tell around the camp fire?

Rules:

1. The story must be about you playing paintball.

2. Your story must be original.

3. You must use at least 10 smilies in the story. Don't just stick them in there. The more meaning you place on the smilie the more we will lean towards you as the winner!

4. Post the story to this thread. ABSOLUTELY no comments by non-participators in this thread.

5. Don't wait till the last day!

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There will be 3 judges. 2 Other members and I (Do not ask who and no they won’t be participating). We will base our decision on several things:

1. Originality
2. Creativity
3. Grammar
4. Personality

We want to be entertained! Make us laugh! Enjoy!

Contest ends: October 26th. Next Wednesday.

Prize: (1) Free Registration to KURSK!

[Junkie]

Not one reply? Come on!!!!

[CamoJester]

The best momnet for me was not one of mine. Back in 94 ( )we were playing at a field called ProGames. Were were playing 10 on ten. One of you guys had a hopper fall off & 2 of us stoped to help him. Well when we finaly got to our bunkers were were shot out. So its now 10 on 4. My friend David was working the right tape with 2 s and started to shoot a few of the other team out. Well then a group of them rushed the area Dave & the noobs were in:PDT_Armat . They shot the new guys but Dave ran back a few yards & headed for mid field. He shot 2 more & now its down to 6 on 1. They were laing paint at where they thought he was . He had moved in & was in a dip not 20 yards from them. He poped up & shot 2 . Now they know where he is. The ref walks over & stands on top of where he is watching for a break. 2 go for the flag, it was a center flag game. They called a paint check when the ref checked him he was clean Dave poped up & shot the other 2. Now he gets up & looks around cant find the last 2. He said if one of them had not shot at him & missed he would not have seen them. Dave shoots the girl shooting at him & runs after the guy with the flag. Shots him JUST as he gos to hang the flag . With 40 seconds left in the game he picks up the flag runns it to our flag station & hangers it with 2 seconds left on the clock:bigeyes_s .....

& YES i have people that can verify it!!

[oldbloodandguts]

I was playing in Mpp games' OPERATION: MARKET-GARDEN.:germans1:I was the German XO for this game but spent most of my time out running the field. Me and 2 other guys ran around the castle and into the mounds effictively backdooring the allies there. After a small fire fight we destroyed the enemy opposition . There was still sporadic fire coming in from snipers in the area. I was as thirsty as could be. I decided to go wet my whistle in a more protected area, the axis base (my base), to be exact. I told the axis players there i was heading for home base and quickly departed. I decided to take what i thought was the safe way home, through the castle. I could see guys standing inside, around the railings and in the center tower. I walked in one of the Entrances smiled and waved at my "comrades" inside. I then realized their bands were white and mine was red. I muttered curse words under my breath as i walked silently backwards from the castle. Then paint filled the air. " Oh Sh*t" I belted as I fled outside. I ran across what I thought was a clear path through the woods and on to home base. The "path" turned out to be part of the castles "moat": a 3 foot deep trench filled with nasty, smelly god awful, Charelston Swamp water. I did a complete belly flop into this perfect mixture of all that is gross. Men began pouring out of the castle. My Radio began to squeal loudly giving my position away. I couldn't get out nor did i feel like defending myself. " I surrender!!!" I shouted.
"Why should we let you surrender ?" came the reply. "Because Im waste deep in a hole full of water" i shouted. "help me out and I'll surrender"
"Help yourself" The men shouted. So i pulled myself from the great abyss and wandered back to base to reinsert.
I abandoned my camo-shirt and ran the rest of the game in a shirt. I was so enraged i grabbed the "Panzer Faust" And decided to blow up anything that came in my path

[architec68]

This story happens to be two short stories, . I'll begin with my story: I was playing woods ball at Firelake in Anderson, SC. The game began as one of my usual flank and come in behind the enemy. I took care of the slackers, , in the back and was making my way through the middle of the field, . I was busy looking behind every bunker for babies hiding from the action and all of a sudden I was scared out of my @#*& boots, , by a newbie hunkered down behind door number one. I ended up having a case of pre-mature ejaculation shooting him in the foot, .

This story is about someone else that I was playing with. It begins with a newbie wanting to play a couple of games but didn't have a gun. He ends up borrowing one from someone and he's there, . Well, I got shot out early by a stupid mistake, . I was off to the side, by a bunker made of old windows and doors, watching my team as they played. The newbie was hunkered down in this bunker just waiting on someone to come to him. I saw one of my team mates coming closer and closer to this newbie, . I was a nervous wreck waiting on my team mate to see him, . He didn't see him. He instead turned in front of the bunker and walked across field and stopped by a tree that was no more than 20-25 feet from the newbie. Bear in mind that my team mate was on the wrong side of the tree. All the newbie had to do was say, "You're dead, take the hit". But of course he didn't. He had some one else's gun. It was some expensive gun with all the works, so of course he had to shoot it. Well, to make it worse than you are probably thinking, , he shot him about eight or so times in the same dang spot. It ripped the guy's shirt, brought blood, and the guy through his gun at the kid, . Come to find out the gun was chronoing at 320+. Plus the guy that let the newbie borrow the gun knew that the gun was hot, . Not good sportsmanship!!!!

[Mr.Aggsauce]

Daylight is falling quickly at Operation Market Garden:germans1: . It's almost eight o'clock when me and my buddy Matt Cosgrove (just a couple of ), gather up and discuss strategy at our campsite . Down 200 to 1200 our plan is to pretty much blow up the Allies :usa.sml: base as much as possible. Eight rolls by and our team assembles to head out to the field. It's about five after and those pesky Allies still have not chronoed yet so our base ref gets confirmation from Ben that we could go ahead and start. Matt and I think it would be hilarious if we blew up the base by 8:15. I'm thinking, it's a crazy idea but it just might work! Matt grabs a satchel and we head off into the night, silent as ninja mice . We crawl and sneak over to their base in about 5 minutes. We have to stop in a small wooded area in between two main roads. Pushing up the tapeline fairly close to where kids were chronoing we halted because paintballs were hitting pretty close to us and it would completely suck to bet hit while we were within 20 yards to their base. A group of guys passed by with a million candle light spotlight . Matt and I did everything to try to remain silent and keep glare off our lenses. The group passed by and we darted across the last road until we got to the next tapeline. We steadily push up the tapeline until we hear another group of guys walking on the road 5 feet to the right of us. We both stopped dead in our tracks. Unfortunately I stopped right on top of a rather large and dry stick. CRACK! I thought we were caught for sure. I cock my Sniper2 to get ready for the inevitable firefight about to go down . Luckily though Cross County Rd. (a fairly busy road) was to our left and a loud vehicle drowned out the sound of our undulating doom. The group rolled by as if it had heard nothing. I whisper to Matt, " we would probably look less suspicious if we weren't hiding." It was agreed, we stepped out onto the road and walked casually to their base of operations . Kind of pushing our way through the unorganized pile of Allies we finally reached their base. 8:13, Matt and I stroll inside their base, Matt puts his arm around Murray (the general) and says something along the lines of "Murray you're not gonna be happy". "Why?" asks Murray. "Because we just blew up your base man!" proclaims Matt . Jamie, the Allies base ref is in the base also and he makes everything legit. So Matt and I, victorious, head back to our base, joking, victory dancing:michaelja and kind of bragging all the way there.

[Junkie]

The WINNER: PBCsniper2baller

[Cozie]

Yeah Casey, and go our story...

[CamoJester]

HEY CONGRATULATIONS!!!! See you at Kursk!:army18: :tank3: :tank2: :army21: :army10:

[DeepFreeze]

Congrats, and where did you get the smiley of Bobio driving a tank around people? First trees, now smilies......Oh the humanity......The HORROR!