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I had just got my new Monster X and my brother, William, had a CPS 2700. I was so excited to test it that me and Will sent invites all around our school to have a water fight. Loads of people joined in. We were going to split the party into three teams: Reapers, Surfing Soakers, and Water Vapour. The soaking would be at my house with the golf course next door. These were the members on my team:
All of us had state-of-the-art blasters except for Lane and his weapon, of course. Our team was the Reapers and our base was at my house with a QFD in my garage and several bottles of water. Soon, a whistle blew
and the fight began. The rules were that the team that was least soaked
wins! William was our team leader and he ordered me to stay back with
James as a HWO. I stood tiredly on the front doorstep until me and James
could see the bushes shake and a voice whispered, "We can take their
base and use the refil Now I knew who was there; it was three of Water Vapour's best men. I could just make out a Monster XL. Soon we opened fire and soaked one of them; he turned out to be coward and he ran for cover back on the Golf course! But the other two returned fire and soaked James from top-to-bottom with their Monster XL. I could NOT let this happen. I must shoot him! Suddenly he turned around to pump up his blaster, and BINGO!, water splashed the back of head and dripped down his shirt leaving him a wet dummy. I needed to pump up and James dropped his soaker in a bush so we ran around the corner. I had 2 shots left till pumping up, but before we rushed round the bend, I shot and missed! Then I shot my last shot and it smacked the other in the belly. The result: He had some serious running to catch up! I quickly opened
the Monster X tank, but it was empty. Luckily I installed the QFD or I
would have to run into the house, soaking wet, and refil my blaster in
the bath. How would you like that?! Soon James ran up to the bush and Soon both Williams
came into site and Ryan apeared soaking wet, an angry look spread across
his face and he muttered,"Those darn Surfing Soakers don't know the
meaning of fair play!". William told us that we were in offense and
they would defend the base. James nodded and set of to the golf course
as William Lane followed closely behind, pumping up his blaster with a
worn-out hand. Suddenly, attackers jumped out of the trees and opened
fire. It We traveled back to base cheering, but something made us stop and stare. William and Ryan had become P.O.W! The Water Vapour team had stolen their blasters and supplies. We snuck back up
the road and made a plan: it was time for some sniper-mania! William hid
up a tree, James creeped behind a bush, and I hid behind the shed with
a view through the terrace. We were ready: time for some good, old hand
signals! When Water Vapour showed up, we opened fire! They did not know
what hit em'! We ended up greatly soaked, but they were even more soaked!
I was about to lob my first water balloon when a whistle blew and we went
inside to dry off and have drinks. The results would be discussed afterwards.
I looked over the room to The results were read out.... WE WON!!! Everyone on my team jumped up and began cheering! War Journal | Blaster Reviews | Repair Tips | Tips and Tactics | Humour Section | Image Gallery | Links |
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