Over the semester break, I spent a lot of time playing Airsoft. Or... "survival game," some might call it. Basically, it's like paintball without the paint. Instead, our guns (replicas of a wide variety of actual guns, unlike those junky paintball ones) fire plastic bb's. Hard enough to leave a red mark and require us to wear safety goggles, but usually not hard enough to break the skin (I think there's just been one or two face shots that managed a trickle. Plus one time British Dave trip while playing and got a twig up his nose that caused bleeding. But that's not really the same.)

This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine.


There's a very wooded park about a half-hour's walk from I-House, so we cam-up and hike there for some Airsofting. We have a "base," where we set our stuff and start. One team goes out into the woods and hides. They are the "defenders." Once they call out that they're ready, the offensive team, or "attackers" go out after them. Pretty fun, but unforunately a combination of rain and busy schedules have limited our amount of games since classes started again.

This is me slaughtering Sarven and Mike. Okay... it might have been a planned picture, as opposed to an image captured in actual game play. But when we do play, it's just like that. I swear!




More photos to come, but I think it'll be nice to at least get part of this post out of the way...

posted by No_Fluff_Reviewer @ 11:50 PM