found out that a crosman softair p22 can break a brand new halogen bulb

Telling a friend to watch his step near the far trenches @ the marine base at FR< only to trip myself, and polevault over my old M16.

my stupidest mistake would probably be when me and my friends played a game in his house (pretty big house), we were 6 people (3 teams of 2) and one of the opposing players ran infront of the living room, where his new HD tv stood. I shot the hell at him later to realize that I just severely damaged (cracked) the TV screen :smack:

Ohhh....
Playing a game of looters, civies, and army, i was on the civi side and had to escape from the looters and get my AEG to join the army side. So myself and another guy went ALL the way around the looters' position and then found ourselves, in a small hole hiding from the looters who were maybe 10-15 meters infront of us. So i tell the other guy "dont step on any branches", then I try to lift myself to see what is going on and ..... CRACK, a big dry i had my hands on broke with a really loud crack. The worst part was us laughing loud and further compromising our position :lol: :roll:

I tell you though, a hurt sternum really makes you appreciate a Hurricane body and Gusto barrel, those bastards can take a LOT of abuse

I was running for cover and slipped on a bunch of bbs, went headfirst into a wall and when i got back up i was picked off by 3 guys on the other team :|

there was a noob one day that played at xt... and i guess gord never told him the rules about mags... so the kid would just drop his mag as soon as he was empty. it led to a lot of laughing and him retraceing his steps to find the 2 mags that he had dropped on the floor... i wonder if they were broken.. that would suck...

SGT Splatters last winter, there was one guy left hiding upstairs so very loudly one of the guys on my team said "I'm going in to get him, nobody shoot me!" :nod: :smack:

So far.....
-Walked into a clearing (winter game) and sank up to my belly-button.
-Killed my own team-mate (we had been switching up teams a lot).
-Ran out of ammo and had two guys run me over. (Im very slow at changing mags).
-Pumped a shotty.... and bled for awhile, all over my friends shotty(My AEG's fuse had blown mid-game, he was the 'hostage' and was helping me....It pays to be cute:D). (I had hooked my fingers on the front of the slide because 1)the M3 does not have a good grip 2) My femininly short arms can't handle a non-sorty M3 very well. It's a long SOB.
-Tried to fire on Safe. Figured it out verrrry quickly.
-Goggles fogged, changed to glasses mid-game. Had to take my reg glasses off and was rendered semi-useless. (verry blind. All was blurry.)
-Actually considered charging the only guy left with a pistol in one hand and a shotty in the other. (Can't do The Rock's cool move from ''The Rundown'' wih an M3)
-I had already learnt how to use a pistol, but never practiced it. Fuse blew on AEG mid-game. The only mistake I made was when to release the slide. It still looked stupid.
-Didn't pay attention to where I was atempting to load my new magazine (MP5)- finally looked down (wasted time while my buddy was covering) and got the new mag in just as buddy ran out and had to re-load.
-In fire fight against two guys. I'm in the back corner of a garage, with good cover from the left... Then my boyfriend decided to combat roll, pull out his pistol and use a plastic garbage pin for cover. (looked awesome, scary as hell to go up against).I'm thinking ''A normal person miht surrender. But I still have AMMO!". He's advancing and there's a guy (with good cover) behind him firing above my head. They got me. Horribel HORRIBLE place to take cover.
-Whiel at the back of the garage I had to chnage up mags. I tried to do so with gloves I'd never worn before, no dice. Lesson-Practice practice practice. It sucks to find out mid-game what you should have practiced.

Those are my lessons learnt.

M ~LLLS~

After respawning, I headed back to the last known engagement area only to find that no one was left except one person.
We stalked each other for what seemed to be 10 minutes, until he finally nailed me.
I realized, as I called "hit" and got up to head back to the respawn point, that the "enemy" was actually a member of the Freaks who was on my own team. :oops:

FAMAS, or should I say I'm a "FAMASS"
 

Well as everyone should know, and which I knew at the time as well, is the second switch on the bottom of the body to FAMAS. Well I managed to go a whole game without getting hit and without hitting anything, not realising that the switch was in the off position :banghead: . We won as we completed our mission, with little aid from my part...

Winter game and I stormed inside a house but the flap of my mit got caught on the door handle, delaying me just long enough to get shot in the face.

Reading the manual of my G3 shortly after getting it and after I see the picture showing the release latch on the mag to let out the bb's I stupidly press it and nearly get all 70 bb's in the eye.

REAL STEEL accident;

I hunt deer moose and small game. The former two with a 6 Mill Remington Model 700. My dad calls it the lady gun because I hunt with it. I call it freakin' AWESOME.
The moose was 35 feet in front of me. I don't have open sights so I was trying to get this thing in my 2-7x32 Tasco and I (had the weapon shouldered properly) put my face WAY too close to the scope. My dad yelled ''SHOOT!'' and I pulled the trigger.
I had blood pouring down my face (even the little cuts make lots of blood when they're on your face) and I had taken my glases off (broken) and all my dad coulddo was laugh. I couldn't shoot again (lucky shot- I got the 1000lb cow) to down the beast that was stumblign as much as I was. I couldn't open my eyes it hurt so much.
I finally walked up to it when it fell and did the executioner style shot while holding my head WAY back from the scope.
LESSON LEARNT- DON'T WALK TRAILS WITH A GUN THAT HAS NO OPEN SIGHTS. But I do love my 6Remmy.

M

I'll be laughing at this one for a long time...



The only real "Embarrassing" event... was I jumped out from behind some trees to go look for the last guy... this was out at the Foxden... first game too... it was 3 of us... free for all... and I'd already got one... anyway... I jumped out to go looking for the other guy because I was getting to ansy to sit and wait... and as I did I saw movement to the right of me... it was the last guy lifting his M4... and I'd lost balance trying to lift mine... and slipped in the snow... ended on my ass watching all the BB's go flying over me as I rolled back into the trees... now... I'm trying to get my M4 to fire... -.-... my battery went dead... all juiced out from the previous fire fights all day...


Other than that.. it was a Real Steel... there'd I'd taken this huge RDS scope off my Grandfathers Remington semi-auto .308 and put a blank rail on to fill the screw holes... but I'd turned one screw down a little too much.. and as I was finishing this ((was doing it in feild because I couldn't see the Red Dot... the battery died and I was working on putting on a lensed scope))... anyway... out walks this Doe about 120 yards from me and I'm trying to pull the damn action after slapping a mag into the well... nothing... I yank on it thinking something was just stuck... ((dumb move))... hand slipped and I cut open my thumb on the housing... now mad... bleeding... and a confused Doe starring back at me... I get the screwdriver out lift out the screw a very little bit after seeing this... lifted the gun... damn doe had moved around the hill... my grandfather laughing at me now... I get annoyed and run to the top of the hill... lift the gun and fire two shots... the first in the does heart and the second in its neck... and walk back... sit down... pretend to have missed for all of the five minutes it took me to pack up our gear to head back for lunch... then cruised up with the Argo to get the deer ^.^ ((Grandfather was worried me not taking the normal route back))...


Only other incident was a moose... ran outta bullets and it was still charging... damn 30-30... my grandfather lifted his 12 guage shotgun that had a slug in it... BLAM!... one shot and the things humpy disintergrates... and the thing drops not 10 feet in front of me...

I had a lot of fun with my first Cybergun Beretta 92FS softair springer I got in Minneapolis. The first was testing how powerful it was at point-blank on the palm of my hand with a .12g bb. It bled for quite some time.

Same time, we took some photos of each other in mock execution poses, other stuff like that, all while people are wandering in and out of the Mall Of America parkade. We got more than a few weird stares, but assumed people didn't do anything because they saw the Manitoba plates and chalked it up to "Krazy Kanucks".

There was also the time we were at Cabella's and were amazed with the assault rifles sitting behind the counter, so we posed with the AKs and M15s, and then my Jewish buddy and I posed with him pointing the AK at me and I'm holding my hands up with a freaky look on my face. In the background you can see the clerk pointing and yelling at us. That was pretty funny.

As far as stupid combat situations, I haven't really encountered any because I've only played at XT in Winnipeg three times, and that's the extent of my experience. One day, I'm sure to do something stupid there, I don't doubt it at all.

lol, did the same thing but with my foot :mrgreen:

lol :lol: :lol: thats funny/ sux

You and Dracheous both think that's funny eh? I looked in a mirror (not knowing I was bleeding for the longest time) and it wasn't. My uncle drove up on a 4wheeler with a trailer and just stared at me then told me to go look in his side mirror. When I did there was blood just coverign my face. I washed my face and the bridge of my nose was cut (not so bad). The saddest part was when my dad laughed at me. The worst part was when I almsot passed out. The most painful part was waking up the next morning, with a killer headache and trying to make my brains stop swishing. The funniest part was the look on my uncle's face. He was mortified. Here's his cute li' 17 yr old niece, just got her first moose, and she looks like the moose got her.

Dracheous- you reminded me (charging moose are f*in horrifying!)

My uncle (same one as in the above story) and my grandfather when they wer MUCH younger, did not have 4 wheelers. They shot a moose (one moose per two people) and gutted it, then turned it over on logs so that they could go in a quarter it (cut into pieces) to carry out the next day. They walked in weaponless the next day, and the Cow's boyfriend charged them. Chased them both right up a tree. Aparently he'd found his lover's dead body and stuck aroudn to wait for the killers. Moose in rutting season= stupid (best time to hunt) + pyschotic. And they say hunting isn't a contact sport!

M

I find it funny because the way all my scopes end up being set up you'd have to have your face past the bolt... damn weird eyes... anyway... I've been told it could happen... never met anyone thats done it... mine you I got hit in the face by the barrel of my grandfathers double barreled 12-guage... only 11... pulled both triggers... hurt like hell... so did me arse when it hit the ground... but that wasn't really embarrasing....

Loading my P226 mags. I load the first one with bbs and put it in the gun, load the other two. Game is starting in about 1 minute. Load my mags with gas as fast as I can and hop into the game. Sight up a target and fire twice. Gun does nothing but dryfire. Realization that I only filled the two loose mags with gas, and not the one I had placed in the gun.
Second mistake: swearing loud enough for target and his team to hear me, got caught trying to switch mags, completely helpless. Done.

I was at a wasaga game and I was running around with my pistol under heavy fire, after emptying it I tried to grab for my other mag but I struggled then I said to myself wtf is going on... then I finally realized I didnt completely open/unvelcrope my pouch. Then moments later I got tagged out =/

Stupidity + spring = blood
 

I did something so stupid I wrote a whole story about it. Too big to repost here in my opinion. The short version is..

German Cammo 30 dollars
TM AUG aeg 300 dollars
bb's 15 dollars

Spontaneous body piercing involving AUG foregrip retention spring...priceless (and a bit bloody).

m

i was exchanging BBs with one enemy. my mag emptied so i pressed release button, while concentrating on his movement. without taking my sight off him, i take another mag and put it in, and realize it won't catch in. i keep trying to put the mag in for like 20 seconds, still watching him move and shoot at me. my next thoughts are "something broke. oh &#*#@ " . so i take a look and realize my finger was STILL holding the release button.

Luckly not me, but were at a field waiting for the game to start, everyone talking about previous games, and just wondering around. This field had recently been visited by a bunch of cattle, buddy laughs and starts shooting semi auto into a pile of cow shat, eventually one of the small pieces fly'n away from the pile-o-shat manages to attach itself to his FACE. LOL all he can say is 'DUDE it's on my FACE'.

I was playin a game of indoor at our local indoor facility. as a veteran i was working with the new guys setting up this elaborate breach. After about 5 mins of planning and coordinating all the new guys, i shift my weight to take my first step towards the hallway, and the enemy by fluke happen to be flash shooting right at that moment and i was killed. lol didn't go according to plan,

Another great indoor story. our indoor arena has 5 ramps leading to two seperate upper areas. the ramps are lined with a rubber mat for traction. Prior to this game, (usually i prefer to go first up the ramp) one of my teammates tells me he wants to go first on this assault, i say sure, only to have him trip over his feet on the way up the ramp. Now back to the later game. We are brutelly harrassing him for falling earlier, unbenonced to me, the door leading outside of the building (it is currently raining outside) has been leaking water onto the carpet. by now wet rubber boots on the wet rubber ramp are creating a tragic moment. 3 - 2 - 1 the game starts i shift weight, and boom down i go. Only to be laughed at by the entire team still to this day.

Last story, this is just bad show on my part. Big mil-sim. my squad gets the shat end of the stick, and gets our sleep time taken away, and have to pull base defence (during a cease fire i might add) for the next 8 hrs. We sat in a cold sand bunker all night with no firefights me and my teammate taking turns sleeping 30mins in the cold sand with my ranger blanket. Sun starts to rise and the other squads get out of bed, and we think sweet finally we will get to see some action (14 hrs into the sim, and our squad has yet to be givin a active role in the game, other than move peoples shat from a-b) but alas, no we are stuck on base defence even longer. I stand up, tired not thinking clearly, and say F**k this S**t, i'm done. and i took my stuff and left. not reolizing i took the blanket, only to have my teammate freeze to death for the remaining 3 hours of the sim. they will never let me live that down

:lol:
HAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!

Just another BRIGHT IDEA to avoid if springs cause random piercings= Having gotten a fish hook stuck in my palm I realized I had two options- rip it out or carefully makign small incisions (or get someone else to do it for me) therby creating less damage. I didn't really have a knife though. And besides- just like a band-aid, rip it off/quick and painless. NEVER AGAIN. EVER. Lesson- avoid ANY fish hook analagies when something is stuck into you.

Hunter(Megan)

Was playing an indoor game at xtreme tactics here in winnipeg, during the game I felt the need to scratch the top of my head, took off my helmut not realizing the chin strap was attached to my earring and proceeded to rip it out. Ouch.

i was near a little lagoon/river thing and it was a hill going up. so i was there with a buddies MC51 and i was shooting a bit. i did a sumersault to dodge some fire and get to a new location fast and didnt notice the clip falling out... so then when i went to shoot i noticed the map had fallen out. i then noticed that it had fell into the swamp/lagoon thing and was upset. when i got my first gun, first thing i did was give him my new locap as a repay. now all i got is an old hicap that is rusty. damnit ! lol

Long time ago when I just started, my team was rushing the tire fort and I was just setting up behind them readying myself for a charge. All of a sudden I see most if not all my team members running back to me, and I saw xTu_StAn running towards me and I had no idea if he was on my team or not, just that he was running towards me with a neutral expression on his face. So I thought "oh, hes on my team, hes just running away"
then the funniest thing happened...so he was running towards me, and we were both looking at each other in a funny way, he started slowly raising his gun but with uncertainty and I'm just standing there wondering WTF hes doing, so just imagine both of us with raised guns....just staring at each other...until all of a sudden he said MERCY LOL .... I'm like "aw crap..." :x:

we had a good laugh afterwards

I guess I have to include this one. Here I am, first AEG, an uber-expensive ICS SD6 to boot, and I eagerly yank off the battery cover and the whole front of the muzzle and the silencer comes with it. Upper receiver broke.

I was defending an upper level along a hallway, hiding just around the corner from the hall itself, while two other guys were shooting at me from the other side. We exchanged fire for a while before they decided to rush me while reloading. By the time the make it the whole way down the hallway and around the corner I have already finished reloading. However, one has a GBB glock 18c, which unbeknownst to it's handler had ran out of ammo, and the other had a TM P90 which chose that exact moment to jam. needless to say it was the easiest two kills I have ever gotten.

Another one that Anduril reminded me of is that there is a guy who plays with our club who has a bad habit during one of our games. The game is touch-the-wall, and basically each team has a small portion of wall that the opposing team must touch to win. However in this game we usually have all the new people defend the wall. Unfortunately new people aren't really good at learning what everyone looks like right away. So this guy will walk backwards towards the enemy's wall, and then start talking to the defenders, "have they seen any action?", "don't worry it get's more exciting when you attack", "how do you like the gun?", "and by the way...you lose!" as he touches the wall. I wanted to kick myself for that one my first game.

Same here, I was loadin' up my crosman .177s (410 fps 8-Shot) for akimbo at all the blackbirds at the lake house. My cousin walked up behind me and shot me in the back wiht one at point blank and I hopped the rail into the lake with new shoes, a new watch, and no extra clothes left. 8O

Then there was the time I was playin paintball, and I was shootin around a corner and a girl in my youthgroup FFed me point blank in the back of the head, and these guns were shootin' 330 fps, so yeah.. I was ketchin' stars on the sideline for half an hour. :smack:

and when I was tryin to unjam an old springer of mine I had cocked it and shot it at the wall an it ricocheted of the wall and squared me in the head of my pecker, and I was wearin' just boxers, cause if was late... it's still sensitive to this day. :oops:

Oh and a real steel: didn't hold the old M1911A1 tight enough... got bad hammer bite...REEEAAALLL BBBAAADDD!!! Lesson learned: dont shoot a .45 with one hand unless you are a champion bodybuilder.

A while back I shot myself in the foot with an upgraded MP5 that I owned - with no shoes on.

But my first time out, at the first Newbie Camp game at FR (in January), I tried to run out from behind cover only to slip on some snow-covered ice, fall backwards and take a BB up the nose from across the enclosed area of the field. I didn't even believe it myself until I got back to the safe area and sneezed it onto the table.

My first game, the rest of the guys hadn't showed up yet (they got lost) so we had a 3 vs sniper, the sniper had a while to get hidden then we all split up and tried to find him.

I was sneaking around and I saw him standing next to a collapsed roof. I snuck up behind him and shouted MERCY! , but he chose not to surrender and tried to dive for cover, so I spray at him with my rented Mp5-K (but the high-cap wasn't wound) so I'm dry firing at him and he's reloading him Bolt-action SR as fast as he can, until eventually I got a bit to close and he got me to surrender.

Was quite embarrassing. :oops:

Unplugging the battery charger.

The plus was under a couch, which wasn't too much of a squeeze, but I had difficulty getting it out. As soon as I got it out a little, I thought I'd put my fingers under it for the final pull. My fingers made contact with the actual plug while it was still electrified, and I got quite a zap.

Major laughs all around.

The NPT Charger, from or like the ones from BB Bastard?

The plugs on those are horrible for sticking....


Anyway, worst mistake I ever made was taking a 9.6v crap-ass RC battery, cutting out a cell and taping it all up.

I mean, it worked OK and gave me about 8 BB/second, which is very low, but it shot....

...until I got out for the first time. I likely shot 50 shots before it just died.

Though, I did get a kick-ass springer kill! That was the highlight of the night.


Lesson learned, buy a good battery.
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The Springer Story
I was behind a shed of some sort at the beginning of the game... when it started I peaked out and raised my rifle to shoot...
The battery went bad again, I decocked it (ICS) and tried again, it would not turn over. I set the gun against a tree and take out a clear springer, the Walmart kind, then I look out again... I see the guy I was shooting at was hit.
I slowly peak out from behind the shed and see the remaining guy left, with a TM AK behind a tree not far away, I was in his sites.
After going around the shed to try and find a good place, I see a small plastic box type thing, maybe a breaker box... it was about 3 feet tall and 2.5 feet wide... but it was between the him and me.
I slowly crept towards it, knowing well that he knew where I was.
Ping Ping! Shots bounced off the shed and I ducked my head, moving slowly towards it, then as I come nearer... he moves to the left and I move to the right to again block his shot. Then as I approch the box it shakes and I hit the ground as a rain of fire falls apon it.
It stopped, I popped my head up and shot, he was no more than 25 feet from me, I missed. I ducked down again after shots rang out.
It stopped again and I stuck my gun up, 'Pop!'

He called his hit and I stood... I had beaten him... though I was using a Walmart springer and only had 5 shots, I took two and hit him... he was standing there shocked, as was the other that had went down before. He had an TM AEG, I a Daisy springer, the bastard child of Crosman, yet I had won....

[QUOTE=Kid]This is the point at which you'd hear "HUMILIATION" if playing CS or Quake ( can't remember what one)

[QUOTE=Gato]Humiliation for him being shot, or me writing this story?

:lol:

[QUOTE=Kid]A little of both i think :cry:

I don't remember the make specifically, it was pretty shitty IIRC.

This what a while ago too.

Running away, end up slipping and falling face first with all my gear. I learn't my lesson from carrying extra stuff out on the field... Who would ever think I would need 2 sidearms.... :smack:

When slipping un-noticed around a building, I had spotted another player crouched on the corner, so I aimed carefully at their shoulder patch, thinking it would be the less painfull hit. unknown to me was that my hopup had torn apart in my USP Compact. It had so much hopup that the round shot upwards and smacked them right on the side of the head. >.<