Once again, another excellent Game Night. There was plenty of CounterStirke, plenty of laughs, plenty of killing, and Bunny'sFan fixed the stat program. For your amusement and mine, I offer you three vignettes.
Watch Out For That Guy With The Flamethrower.
Actually, this story takes place two Saturdays ago when half of the night was spent on one of our old games, Return to Castle Wolfenstein. RTCW is a first person shooter, but the mechanics of the game are a little different from CS, so you have to readjust your aiming, rate of fire, and weapon selection. Our great hero, HeadShot, was having problems. He couldn't kill with a Thompson. He couldn't kill with a Sten. He couldn't kill with a MP 40. Therefore, he decides he'll be Mr. Flamethrower. Yes, flamethrowers are deadly weapons. There's nothing like watching your enemy burn to death. Pisser and I were on HeadShot's team, but we spent half of each round saying, "Why am I burning?" You see, HeadShot still couldn't tell the difference between Americans and Germans, and he was flaming everything in sight.
They're In The Vents!!!
We are playing the Assault map of CS. BadKitty and I are on the roof, trying to sneak into the warehouse. We are inside the vents, and SuperNova recognizes the metal thumping sounds and announces to his team, "They're in the vents." Well, me and BadKitty decide that entering through the vents is not such a good idea anymore so we hop off the roof and go in through the upper door. Meanwhile, SuperNova goes into the vents to hunt us down. His teammate, Bunny'sFan, is diligently waiting for us to exit the vents. He sees a figure on the other side of the vent grill, so he shoots him. Whoops. Bunny'sFan just shot up SuperNova.
Beware The Grenade.
The Militia map plays pretty well. There are multiple entrances for the Counter Terrorists, and multiple ambush points for the Terrorists. I was hiding on the boxes by the front door. I see SuperNova open the door and move down the hallway with a grenade in his hand. I shoot and kill him, but he manages to throw his grenade. The grenade bounces off the walls and ends up exploding right in front of the door. This is unfortunate for BadKitty who was trying to follow her teammate as his grenade kills her and only lightly injures me. Just another Game Night.
Flamethrowers, Vents, and Grenades, Oh My 