Chookster
2013-02-25, 06:30 AM
So yea this just happened in a roleplaying group and well it really must be shared, to get the full effect i will describe it from the point of view of the poor enemy mooks we encountered.
Picture if you will, you are in an ambush, every thing is going swimmingly, you have alpha squad pinned down they're behind cars but eventually you will shoot them to death...then Beta squad arrives.
You hear the rumbling of an engine far off and a faint russian accented man saying the immortal line "Drive me closer, I want to hit them with my sword!"
A large truck rockets past, missing one of you by inches, Driven by a **** ugly englishmen and a wild eyed russian wearing an admiral's hat and brandishing a cavalry sabre.
The truck turns around, and the englishmen ducks behind the dash board and the car slowly advances, a long haired fellow in a funeral suit coming out of the back to fire the occasional shot off at you and keep you pinned.
Collision, blood screaming, russian curse words and a man impaled on a sabre, the british guy yelling "NO PRISONERS" and unloading shotgun shells into your allies.
You drop your rifle and run screaming into the night.
Its moments like these I ****ing love roleplaying games.
Picture if you will, you are in an ambush, every thing is going swimmingly, you have alpha squad pinned down they're behind cars but eventually you will shoot them to death...then Beta squad arrives.
You hear the rumbling of an engine far off and a faint russian accented man saying the immortal line "Drive me closer, I want to hit them with my sword!"
A large truck rockets past, missing one of you by inches, Driven by a **** ugly englishmen and a wild eyed russian wearing an admiral's hat and brandishing a cavalry sabre.
The truck turns around, and the englishmen ducks behind the dash board and the car slowly advances, a long haired fellow in a funeral suit coming out of the back to fire the occasional shot off at you and keep you pinned.
Collision, blood screaming, russian curse words and a man impaled on a sabre, the british guy yelling "NO PRISONERS" and unloading shotgun shells into your allies.
You drop your rifle and run screaming into the night.
Its moments like these I ****ing love roleplaying games.