Before Amras debarked he made me promise I would continue going to C.O.D play – this despite the fact that I’m really not the world’s best player and I felt about as much like dragging myself as well…whatever, that was a while ago. But anyway, true to my word, I kept going. In fact, the first night I came back, there was a stack of tissues next to my computer station, and a box of chocolates, and a server name that ran “Shaughnessy’s Family Lair”..
I have cool friends..
So we have continued to play ever embark day…and I have usually had lousy luck, I’m just not a very good shot…unless I can get someone across the map – I’m a seriously good sniper, the thing is usually someone takes me out when I’m still aiming, which is…aggravating.
And then my luck changed…mwahahaha
*click* *BANG*
Why you sneaky little….!!!
This would be Predator’s reaction the…fifth…time I took him out with a mine, within the same round. This does not normally happen …so I learned very quickly to spend most of the game planting said mines around me and then just hiding in a corner somewhere. There is one map I am so terrible at (Amras’ knows the one I mean), that I just find a patch of grass and lie down and do nothing for the entire length of the round, this has been my standard practice on that map since we started playing. Then this happened (at a time when I wasn’t even touching the keyboard, I think I was munching on chocolate bar at the time):
*click* *BANG* “you have killed Predator”
THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!!!
Sorry, Pred…my Big Brother taught me well…
I see that…and I am unimpressed by it…
Mwahahaha
Mine is an evil laugh…
Way to go Amras. Now we have an evil-laughing, mine-killing chocolate-munching little sniper. I can never look at her the same way again. Definitely not while she’s picking me off from across the map.
It was actually my Dad who taught me to play first person shooter games back in high school when we used to play Doom
Just shaking off a lot of rust is all..