Please take the time to read through this, I took the time to write it out for you all.
Whether you choose to believe me or not, is up to you.
Gears of War 2, I was on Blood Drive. My whole team (people I knew in real life) rushed down the stairs and got their heads blown off without killing anyone on the other team.. We're 4 - 4 and everyone ends up sighing, "Ah well, just let them kill you Krypto."
At this point I got this sort of feeling at the back of my skull. A mix between adrenaline and an irking feeling that I might actually be able to kill these guys. I can't explain what it was, I just sort of faintly pictured myself actually killing all five.
So, I'm still standing on the stairs, having just watched my whole team get blown to bits. The whole enemy team turns and looks right at me, I hear Cole and Marcus grunt as they all sprint towards me. The first of them reaches me and I roll backwards up the stairs. I punch him in the face as he runs towards me, golf-clubbing him as I'm running to the right side of the stairs.
The rest of them are already sprinting up the left side of the stairs, one of them intercepting me on the right. I rolled right through him with my shotgun, he flys into pieces. I scrambled and ran into the grenade room, the whole team on my tail. Mind you I'm always a Theron Guard so I'm breathing like a wheezing vacume through a metal screen at this point. I run past the grenades, rolling down the hallway and outside.
I figure the only way I could possibly get the remaining three is if I get the torque bow. I sprint my way to the bow, two of them, having gone back to stairs, taking potshots at me. I run back towards the flamethrower, ducking between pillars so that I don't get hit by a lucky active. The third guy, who I had lost track of at this point, shoots a damn torrent of fire right past my head.
At that point, I had developed a 300-esque plan. I was going to funnel them all into that long hallway that leads out of the grenade room. Giving me a long, narrow sightline for my torque bow. I ran to the left this time, towards the grenade room on the other side of the map, confident that they were still following me.
I sprint all the way down the hallway and just outside the grenade room, turning around and slamming myself into the wall. I see the three of them run up the stairs all the way down the hallway. I charge my bow and manage to plaster the leading guy, his two friends charge through the smoke of flesh he leaves behind.
At this point they had almost reached the inside door of the grenade room. I blindfire into the next guy, hitting him in the leg.
Now I'm sweating and breathing hard. "Oh sh%t oh sh%t oh sh%!"
The last guy is rolling right past me, taking out his shotgun.
Room gets quiet.
I'm charging a bolt when he gets closer. I sidestep, and club him, automatically shooting my semi-charged bolt into the floor right between us.
I'm already in disbelief at this point.
He's still stunned from the melee, so I roll backwards and watch him get turned into a cloud of blood.
My friends are all awed, having just watched the whole thing. I'm sitting there holding the controller weakly in my hands.
I'm shaking right now as I think about it.
Single, proudest moment of my experience as an online gamer.
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