Monday, March 28, 2011

A Day At The Movies

at the end of Battle Los Angeles, i learned a few things.

1. Hollywood writes the corniest scenarios and lines.
2. even in times of war, with bullets flying and people dying, we can still fall in love.
3. when one retreats, another advances, endless push and pull cycle. harsh realities of life.

but more than that, the only thing after that i wanted was to play Counterstrike... or some other FPS game... like Battlefield or something.

and it brought me back to good ol' times, of times when i was 14, or 15, i dropped the arcade for the then trendy LAN gaming. me and my friends started playing Counterstrike rather earnestly and even when on to forming up a clan and playing in clan matches. it was mad fun, like real tactical ops and stuff. i never was a top fragger, what i love doing however, was strategies and tactics.

while the other kids were meeting up after school to do Geography projects, me and the guys would camp out at someone's house, and with the use of the internet, download the CS maps and drew up our own Terrorist/Counter-Terrorist tactics and camp zones. it was so detailed, we even had a jotter book for it (which i'm sure is lying somewhere around my room.)

i'll tell you this funny story of how once we had this clan match, 5v5 right, and the LAN shop screwed up, so both teams weren't sitting opposite each other but rather scattered.

after 5 rounds in, we were the Terrorists, it was as though the enemy had tapped into our radio and reading our movements right off the bat! something was fishy... like how could they read our moves so efficiently? then we realise, God Damnie, our enemy was sitted beside us and ghosting our chat. so i gave the order to follow the third command. and it went alittle something like that.

(spams chat)
chiong left
chiong left
chiong right
chiong left
chiong left
chiong left

and the enemy sucked it. we then proceeded to jumble up the chat even more with more bogus chats. the command was given, followed the 5th order, and the chat would go ballistic with like all of us spamming it at one go, and the team would follow my fifth command... it went something like that,

chiong left
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate
chiong left
chiong right
chiong left
chiong left
chiong left
chiong right
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate
down here nasi lemak very expensive, $2.50 one plate

enemy sucked it again. it was a truly memorable victory. i'm sure the rest of the guys remember it up to this day.

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