Paintball

sigh, today was the best of days and the worst of days of paintball. first of all, God blessed us with a perfect day to play paintball. it was supposed to be rainy all weekend but it ended up being a beautiful sunny day w/ barely a hint of cloud in the sky.

i didn't get much sleep last night. partly due to my wacked out sleep schedule, and partly due to the excitement of playing. so while i was up, i put together my own version of a ghetto paintball rocket made of a warcraft 3 necromancer poster, paper, and cardboard. and lots and lots of packaging tape. sure it was ghetto, but it filled my pots with the minimum of spillage.

when we first get there, i gas up my marker and run about maybe half a hopper through it. find that i'm already down 1000 psi. i meet this guy named ron who's running an ebladed freeflow and suggested that i resweetspot my reg. this is about, oh, only the third time that i had to do this. i've supposedly sweetspotted my reg like 3 times now. and i'm suposed to be able to run at such great efficiency, but no. that's not the case. i go through about half the hopper before i finally get it sweetspotted. and now i'm ready to play.

so we're in the shop at knightbreed looking at the different kinds of paint they have. the fact that they had piles of severe wasn't a hint that i should get me a box of those. no, i had to be all "pro" and go for evils. what a mistake. sean and i split a box of evils. dave got a box of evils. kenny got a box of evils. and all of us were breaking in our barrels. we were running at .692 and they were still breaking. every 3rd or 4th shot would be a break. then you'd spend the next 3 shooting it clean, only to have it break in your barrel again. it was just so frustrating when you're running a 1k marker and you still can't hit diddly.

so while we're all trying to get our kits running, because all of us were having one problem or another. dan just couldn't shoot his pirahna. for some reason, there was just no air in his reg. i don't know what was up w/ kenny's marker, but he was out for the whole morning. dave's dark angel lcd was shooting crazy hot. and i, of course, was having efficiency issues. anyway, so while we were setting up, some of the refs came over to chat w/ us (pete and freddy). they were real cool, telling us about the kits they had, mostly cockers, and just some good time bonding cuz they could relate to us.

so we get all our stuph ready, and we get onto the field. first, they're like, "we're gunna split you guys up" because a good number of us (8+) either had our own equipment or had experience. but apparantly, this group of mexicans wanted to play by themselves, there were 15 of them. they didn't want to be split up, they didn't want to play against each other. and we were like, fine, if that's the way they want it. since these guys were new, the refs told us to take it easy on them, which is perfectly understandable.

so we even before we started playing, we should've suspected that there was gunan be problems that day. while we were getting ready to play, we see them start moving and trying to get into bunkers before the game even begins.

when the game finally begins, and we start shooting them. we obviously started getting people out considering we had 3 e-orracles, 1 dark angel, 1 excal, 1 freeflow eblade and i think we had an oakland assasin's timmy too. but as we saw paint breaking on their bodies, we would see hands moving to wipe the paint off. we would see people walking off the field, only to stop, and return to their bunker. we saw people having to be forceivly removed from the game because they were out but continued to play on.

and this was only the beginning of our nightmare.

thank God for the wonderful refs, ryan, pete, freddy, and pater on devon. they sympathized w/ us. they sat and chatted w/ us. they hung out w/ us. they had a good time w/ us. so they said, okay, open season. no more sanctions or restrictions on us because the way the mexicans were playig was just outrageous. we were free to bunker, free to light up, free to show them what 1k markers can do.

the next game, we thoroghly wipe the floor w/ them. delcarmen made this great move at the end, taking out like 3~5 guys in the process. and they started complaining about how its not fair and this and that. one of the guys had the nerve, while he was being pulled out of the game by a ref to continue shooting at dave.

even though we won that game, that was it, we were fed up. we were gunna bring it to them and bring it to them hard.

the next game we played was on this beautiful beautiful speedball field made of tires. plenty of open space and nice shooting lanes. the field was designed for 10 man, but we accomodated 30 just about fine.

on the break, i make it to the left 40 and start snap shooting guys on the right 60. i get maybe 1 or 2 guys out, but more would just come and fill their place. i eventually make it to my mirror and lay down paint at their home base. i saw, clearly mind you, 3 guys get tagged. but they continued to turn around and shoot back at me. and by then, i had had it. i was tired of paint breaking in my barrel. i was tired of tagging guys and having them wipe. i was tired of people shooting back at my mates when they were already out. so i just ran up there and bunkered them. i emptied my entire hopper into the 6 or 8 guys that were back there. apparently (i found this out later), the guys were holding up the girls as human shields. now i'm glad i lit them up. i came off the field w/ multiple skin breaks. some of them bad, some of them normal.

i was so pissed. not because i got hurt, but because of the way they were acting. as a result, the refs had a huge talk w/ the other team basically telling them, that if they didn't get their act together, they were gunna be kicked out for the rest of the day.

pete, freddy (dang, i just can't stop singing their praises) and some of the girls working at the shop got me some antiseptic, some bandaids and some hydrocortozone and patched me up real nice.

this other kid that i was getting to know that was running the oakland assasin's timmy was there too giving me moral support. ryan was there givin me props. and jdc was givin me grief cuz i stole the spotlight from him.

the rest of the day was pretty much the same old same old. playing rec ball and not being able to move and not having any shooting angles.

at the end of the day, we got in a few good, solid rounds of speedball. devon, one of the refs, broke out his dark ir3 and came to play w/ us. we had a blast. even though we didn't win every game, it was a lot more challenging and a lot more fun.

the best thing from the day was the friends we made. a lot of the players that we played w/ were real kewl. ther was this one guy named jose, but went by the name of "menace" his socom name was so funny. when he first came on the field, he walked up to us and said "i just a saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to geico". i don't know what it was, but it was hilarious.

the timmy kid was really kewl. chillin w/ us and backin us up on the field when he could.

all in all, it was a good day.


The Rest of the Day

after ballin', sean and i came back to my house and took a shower. my mom made some panfried seafood noodle and then we went to visions to get some dye pants. but when we got there, we found that it was closed. so we just went over to dave's place instead.

when we got to dave's, we found only delcarmen. dave and rene had gone to keo ku's to have some korean food w/ jin & vicky, and dan & sophia. so we played some mario party 4 where i thoroughly trounced sean and john.

as we were playing, we got hungry, so we decided that we should order some pizza. but everyone was lazy and didn't want to make the phone call. we ended using the minigames in mario party 4 to determine who should call. since i was winning practically every game, it took a few games to see who would be the loser and have to make the call.

out of frustration, i decided to just make the call myself. i called 411 and get the number and they connected me (therefore i didn't write the number down). but domino's doesn't accept cell calls or at least not calls from sean's cell.

so sean and john decide that they'll shoot rock paper scissor for it, best 2 or 3. for like 5 or 6 shots straight, they kept doing the same, thing, it was hilarious. eventually, sean won it 2-0.

while john was on the phone w/ 411, we heard that he was talking to a girl. so sean and i started making comments about how her voice was sexy or this and that. of course, john didn't actually say it, but i'm sure she heard us through the cell phone.

we got 2 mediums, 1 of pepporoni and sausage, the other w/ pepperoni and onions.

after we had the pizza, we played a bit of super monkey ball 2 w/ jin and dan. first we played some bowling and jin was cleaning house. he bowled a 193. i was doing terrible and only bowled a 96. dan wasn't doing too hot either and bowled a 93 i think. and sean got a 103.

after we bowled, and sean and i proved the power of gongon's brute force, we did a bit of racing. and poor dan always came in last. i eventually won the whole grand prix.

we raced again, this time it was a close race between sean and myself. eventually, i edged him out, and one the crucial last game pulling me into a sure victory.

sean's mom came by to pick him up.

then tim and phil came over to play.

we played some mario party 5 which had extremely nice graphics. but the gameplay was just so... chancey. i was far in the lead, when a sudden change in fortune pushed me first to second, than to third. there were just too many random effects and random games that i couldn't handle. eventually, tim won it.

by the time mario party 5 was over, it was beginning to get late. dave had already gone to bed, and rene was frustrated cuz she wasn't doing well.

we decided to play a short 15 turn game of mario party 4. i took the lead w/ 2 stars, and then phil got a star, which i stole w/ a boo crystal. i eventually won w/ my 3 stars, to rene's 2 (which she got from bonuses).


Misc

hopefully, i'll be able to find some webspace and put up some pictures of my battle wounds. hopefully, i'll have them up in a few days. need to talk to nanwob about it.