We were evenly matched and equally drunk. Men and women were on opposing sides. Guns pumped, tanks filled, fingers on triggers, everyone ready to destroy. Some of the competition had superior weaponry. Just Laid Z had a WMD. A Super Soaker brand Flash Flood model good for instant bursts of WTF. F*ckle Up carried 2 Iron Man edition Super Soakers strapped to his wrists for easier and faster pumping.
Ladies Just Jeanne and Access All Areas carried the new battery operated Super Soakers with no pumping required. Some ladies including YMCA and Immaculate Deception had no weapons at all. In my excitement I brought 4. However the issue with this is if you have too many weapons with nothing securing those weapons they will turn up in the wrong hands. As many of my weapons did. U-Drive drew the battle line, organized the opponents, and then chaos ensued. Running, yelling, soaking, shooting, crouching, jumping, aggression, laughter, strategy, disorder, sexual frustration. Cheeseball Bukkake had crossed the battle line and was out of ammo. Boom, head shot. Little Peter Ass Eater came up to me smile on his face. Boom, another head shot. I turned around and Hannibal Leopard got me from behind. I was down but not out. Spreadcheeks looked like he was operating a real automated weapon while firing it at the crowd. Goes Down Easy was not going down very easy. Pixel Dick had a creepy smile in his face. Hairless Hood Ornament was holding her own. Taxidermiphiliac was being a bastard. When the battle was done you could see the built up stress leaving us as we collectively clamored to steal ammunition from neighboring civilians. The rest of trail was a game of revenge as people were getting shot on play grounds, behind bushes, and around model houses.


Even before the main battle we couldn't help but to use each other for target practice. For example Urine Trouble proceeded to dump the entire contents of her gun tank on my face while telling me her gun was broken (still managing to stay adorable). Beginning circle turned into an unofficial game of shoot the R.A. (ginger edition). The rumored white t-shirt theme also held up. Rash for Dayz also wore white shorts so really every one came out a winner.

Thanks to Pleasure Chest, U Drive, and Taxi for one of the most memorable trails I've experienced. Also thanks to Shitz Ahoy for providing the on-after. Yesterday really proved that every thing is better when every one is wetter.

On- After over 100 hashes I'm still surprised for a few seconds when I take off my bra and see one boob is either blue, green, orange, or pink. Chalk gets me every time.-On,

Inda Linda