I just died in your arms tonight,
Must have been something you did.
You should have used bandages,
Not a morphine shot.
Then again, at least I can rest in the knowledge that my poor character probably died happily. In the sky. With diamonds.
Most of last night’s PR match was spent hiding in and around the mine from angry British troops. I even managed to shoot two of them, but only because I accidentally walked into them as they tried to stealthily
A write-up of a random skirmish on PR:ArmA, in prose form, from the character's point of view. Still working out how to write this sort of thing, or even if it's worth writing. Gotta say, this short story thing turned out to be pretty horrible (as in, horrible things happen), not really sure if it's the right message to be sending out about the stuff that goes on when I try to play.
Constructive criticism welcome, as well as compliments and so forth (even better if you
Updated 12-06-2011 at 06:47 PM by Athanasa
Threw in an application for the Irregulars on... Thursday, maybe? I could scuttle around the forums to check, but I won't. Anyway, got my first game with these awesome guys yesterday on the ArmA Alpha server (after about two hours of using remote assistance to try to get Bravo working, which didn't happen because the recent PR patch was conflicting)., on the Domination 2 map, against AI.
Before I go into detail, I'd like to throw a huge thanks out to the following people (sorry if
Played my first PR:ArmA game yesterday, and it was awesome. In a squad of pretty much three guys, and I think that for once I even managed to kill some enemies, although I think that was mainly due to getting lucky while I pathetically tried to spray bullets at some vague enemy location while one of my squaddies that actually knew what he was going tried to flank... I think there was only one guy left by the time he got there. Good times. Later, I got myself cornered in a building surrounded by