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Saturday's post today :)
this was written on saturday but wasn't posted. Anyhow here it is:
Sorry for the complete lack of updates but it hasn't been my fault :) (it never is :D) the server went down for reasons I'm not quite sure of, I'd imagine Kev'll have the answer and his blog's URL is located in the left menu. Anyhow good to be back online.
I'm currently in Colchester living up my summer vacation - Wooot!! It's going to be fun fun fun in the sun sun sun :) First on the purchase list is a supersoaker water pistol - although to be fair its more a water rifle. The idea is that I get all my friends and I to buy SuperSoakers and continue the Nerf-Quake outdoors :D
Of course one must remember a few things.. The first is that I'm a god with a watergun. I don't mean to blow my own trumpet but when I was a kid I had a SuperSoaker 50 (which is still sold today as a "classic series") and I remember it for its superb sniper capabilities. I used to have a sniper's nest at the bottom of my garden in this big housing area on the South Side of Hong Kong. Every few minutes during the massive "water wars", in which kids of the area would be divided into 2 teams, there would be some unlucky boy who chose to walk up the steps from the underground garage.. He'd be soaked with a few pinpoint precision shots and a call would go out "Swaine's Sniping Again!!".
My super-soaker oddessey continued later on in life when, on my last day at Shatin College, my year decided that we would all come into school in "Cowboys and Indians" regalia. Which is the easier costume I ask you? Jeans and a flannel shirt or moccaisins, linen, leather and a bigass headdress? (with warpaint for good measure). I was the only Indian (apart from Alan who didn't do much soaking as I recall) all the other guys were cowboys and the plan was to have a water fight in the main grounds at break time.
However Big Chief Speaks-much-crap was packing serious heat. A super soaker of massive proportions who's codename escapes me. Anyhow it was about assault rifle sized and I had spent the last 3 weeks training in my back garden with the specific intention of bagging as many 'kills' as possible. I could swivel and hit a coke can at a distance of 15m. I was good.
The fight was epic.. Everyone looked at my weapon and realized I was intent on another battle of the little bighorn. They had foolishly chosen water-pistols, I had water-heavy-ordnance. One guy decided to open up the battle. He took a few finger pressure pistol shots at me. I just let loose and sprayed his face off. And so it began with about 5 guys (all in good fun you understand :) ) rushing me as often as was possible. (but retreating under a hail of high-pressure and highly accurate water). Caleb, my incredible tall friend decided to try and lob a water balloon at me. It ricocheted off my waist. I turned round and sprayed his trousers (which were at about head height, seriously this guy was TAAAAALL) in emulation of that classic kid's prank involving the re-direction of a bathroom tap. All in all I think I got everyone :) Although I did manage to shoot Helen in the face which probably wasn't part of the plan (haha!) She came a bit too close weilding weapons which were quite obviously held for the intent of squirting me, she maintains that they were not but my über combat reflexes forced me to react :D
The score was somewhere in the region of Cowboys: 4 Indians: 257
Anyhow I intend to pull off some of my fancy moves against my mates this summer and with a decent assault rifle configuration XP310 at a mere £9.99 my inner child can frolic once more.
The only problem is working out what the f**** all these names mean!!! XP - CPS - EPS I mean which is better?!?! What do they do?!?!? do I want Xtra Power or the Constant-Pressure-System. I think the one I used then had a CPS but what about that Xtra power?
I think it's gonna take a while to decipher
Posted by John Swaine at June 2, 2003 12:20 PM