i know there are other story threads, but the most recent one i could find ended in 2003; and they are all about good storys. not bad ones.
lets switch this up. go ahead and post your bad paintball storys.
mine:
i was playing at paintball jungle in vallejo, california. its a very nice field and most people are willing to help you and pair up with you in games.
well it was in the middle of the game after lunch when my "incident" happened. i was crouching and walking through the brush, trying to be very sneaky, and my brother was following me. we came upon a guy on our team that was stalking the other team, and he told us to be very very quiet cuz they were right there. like 100 feet infront of us. and all of a sudden, my brother got popped in the butt. and so he was startled and i turned around to see someone not even 10 feet away with his gun pointed at my head, and i pointed my gun at his. he came from the direction where my whole team was, so i dunno if he used his
skillz or wut to get where he was. but he was there, and i didn't know if he was on my team or not, cuz i couldn't see his armband. and i have no clue how much time went past but it seemed sloooow. eventually he fired a few shots, but lucky for me they broke in the barrel and only 1 or 2 made it out, and they missed. and, well, i had just installed a really light switch in my gun
, and i'll just say he looked like a christmas tree. but i guess he thought cheating was alright and he tried to make a run for it while shooting at me. i dont stop shooting until people signal that they are out, and so i shot back. he crouched behind a bush and was trying to shoot me through the bush, but didn't hit me. i conclude he has really bad aim. and so i shot him in the top of the head a few times. while this was all happening, a few colorful words came out of my mouth really loud. me "what the *bad word* are you doing?!?!?!?!". i probably had enough time to say it maybe 5 times, before i was scared. i saw him charging at me. and thats the last i remember until i rolled over to see my hopper off of my gun, and my mask nowhere in sight and my brother telling me he tackled me. and this big ugly *bad word + something* standing there like he couldn't care less. i yelled at him to find me my mask, cuz i had my arm over my eyes, and yelling blind man also. when my brother finally found it, cuz the other guy wouldn't even try, i put it on and looked at my hopper. upon closer examination i noticed that the feedneck was attached to it, and there was also no feedneck on my gun. now this is where i started to
. boy was i steamed. i got up, gave the guy an
look. and walked off the field. while walking off, all the reffs in the whole place were trying to find this fight going on, everybody in the whole 50 acre place heard me yelling at this guy, and saw me and pretty much asked me every darn question you could possibly ask about what happened. they escorted me back to the staging area, and i gave my gun to the guy at the proshop, where he put on a nasty lookin feedneck off an old dragun rental gun. and we were both asked our views of the situation, and that guy was kicked out of the place.i was happy, even though i think he should be banned from there. i got my gun back, with the nasty lookin feedneck, and got to play for the rest of the day. i was being flooded with questions by all 90 something people there and i just wanted to play ball and
some
.
that about sums up my story
. now yours
lets switch this up. go ahead and post your bad paintball storys.
mine:
i was playing at paintball jungle in vallejo, california. its a very nice field and most people are willing to help you and pair up with you in games.
well it was in the middle of the game after lunch when my "incident" happened. i was crouching and walking through the brush, trying to be very sneaky, and my brother was following me. we came upon a guy on our team that was stalking the other team, and he told us to be very very quiet cuz they were right there. like 100 feet infront of us. and all of a sudden, my brother got popped in the butt. and so he was startled and i turned around to see someone not even 10 feet away with his gun pointed at my head, and i pointed my gun at his. he came from the direction where my whole team was, so i dunno if he used his
skillz or wut to get where he was. but he was there, and i didn't know if he was on my team or not, cuz i couldn't see his armband. and i have no clue how much time went past but it seemed sloooow. eventually he fired a few shots, but lucky for me they broke in the barrel and only 1 or 2 made it out, and they missed. and, well, i had just installed a really light switch in my gun
, and i'll just say he looked like a christmas tree. but i guess he thought cheating was alright and he tried to make a run for it while shooting at me. i dont stop shooting until people signal that they are out, and so i shot back. he crouched behind a bush and was trying to shoot me through the bush, but didn't hit me. i conclude he has really bad aim. and so i shot him in the top of the head a few times. while this was all happening, a few colorful words came out of my mouth really loud. me "what the *bad word* are you doing?!?!?!?!". i probably had enough time to say it maybe 5 times, before i was scared. i saw him charging at me. and thats the last i remember until i rolled over to see my hopper off of my gun, and my mask nowhere in sight and my brother telling me he tackled me. and this big ugly *bad word + something* standing there like he couldn't care less. i yelled at him to find me my mask, cuz i had my arm over my eyes, and yelling blind man also. when my brother finally found it, cuz the other guy wouldn't even try, i put it on and looked at my hopper. upon closer examination i noticed that the feedneck was attached to it, and there was also no feedneck on my gun. now this is where i started to
. boy was i steamed. i got up, gave the guy an
look. and walked off the field. while walking off, all the reffs in the whole place were trying to find this fight going on, everybody in the whole 50 acre place heard me yelling at this guy, and saw me and pretty much asked me every darn question you could possibly ask about what happened. they escorted me back to the staging area, and i gave my gun to the guy at the proshop, where he put on a nasty lookin feedneck off an old dragun rental gun. and we were both asked our views of the situation, and that guy was kicked out of the place.i was happy, even though i think he should be banned from there. i got my gun back, with the nasty lookin feedneck, and got to play for the rest of the day. i was being flooded with questions by all 90 something people there and i just wanted to play ball and
some
.that about sums up my story
. now yours


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