Category: Submissions

By: Evangel

Ok, we managed to scrounge up enough players for two 4-man teams, including one female on each team. And this was without question our best war yet! Continue reading 4vs4! Team Evangel vs. Team Gonzo

By: Loumeyer

So, we had our friends over. One’s a couple months older then me, and the other’s my little brother’s age. After playing other stuff for a couple hours, we had a Soakfest.

For some reason, they decided on everyone against me. Here’s the weapons list. (Note: They traded guns a lot.) Continue reading Crazy War Story, And I mean crazy…

By: Evangel

Okay, as you know I bought a Monster XL off eBay. It arrived JUST in time before I left for my friends house. So I loaded up as many water guns as I could fit into my trunk (plus the CPS2000 and Monster XL in the back seat) and headed for my friend’s house. Apparently, he (known around the block as Gonzo) and his older brother (codenamed Cronos) were able to dig up one more player for a 2vs2 game. We all changed into some soakable clothes, while I donned my awesome Shinobi tactical uniform, and headed to the park. Continue reading Report: Our first wars of the summer

By: Gold Hawk

Part One: Sore Loser

SH, DH, BH and myself went to a flea market where apparently there would be many soakers to buy. In the end we didn’t find anything so we went back to my house and decided to start a water fight. We decided to have a game we call Soak the Flag which is like capture the Flag except instead of capturing it, you soak it. By the way; Flag = paper towel. Anyway, the teams were DH and me, and SH and BH. I hid our flag in BH’s backyard and they hid theirs on a chair on my back porch. Continue reading Part One: Sore Loser / Part Two: Wet Behind The… Everything

By: Dinger

Note: This is completely fictional.

It was a bright,sunny, hot summer day, and we were on a typical paintball field with bunkers and such.

We decided to have a ‘battle of the sexes’ water gun war. Continue reading Battle of the Sexes

By: Duxburian

Re-posted with permission from Duxburian. Don’t forget to check out Soaker Media.

Well, our season-opening war was earlier tonight, from 7 PM-9 PM. Unfortunately, Waterbridge was unable to field a team and Belisaurius himself could not go. But the Ridgewood Militia had already mobilized and armed too many people to cancel. So we decided to turn it into a battle winthin ourselves. There were 15 of us, so we split by the squad groups that we had decided on a while ago. I headed a group of 8, Nibordude had a group of 7. So the battle was 8v7, each side with a Douchenator.

So it starts: [remember, it is pitch dark] Continue reading Battle Report: 3/31/06

By: XP20Warrior

This was a waterfight I had last summer last May before my birthday. Medhavin and Uvraj, my cousins from the other war I had posted, were involved in this skirmish, including my brother and my…well, I’ll leave that for now.

It had just finished raining. The sky was mostly overcast, a small slit in the clouds, showing a golden sky above. The ground was damp, a few sprinkles still falling from the sky above. Continue reading The Labyrinth Incident

By: Jared Grey

The following takes place between 11:45 AM and 12:00 PM on August 14, 2004

11:45 AM

“Dag, this thing is heavy!”

“Must be all those rocks I put in it, huh?”

The normally rough plastic surface of the molded handle on the Coleman cooler was now slick with sweat, making it nearly impossible to hold on to as Joe and I tried to manuever it and ourselves through a particularly dense patch of vines. I ducked out from under the last one, a woody rope about half the thickness of a weiner dog, and set my end of the cooler down while I wiped my hand on my shirt. Joe did the same, and then we each took a handle and started forward again. I twisted my head around and did a quick check to make sure we hadn’t lost anybody. Everybody was carrying at least three guns apiece, in addition to their own, for caching, and all were acounted for, Nate just stepping out from the vine-strung patch of trees we called the badlands, carrying the other cooler with Mark’s help. Wouldn’t want anyone unfamiliar with the terrain getting lost back here, or stepping in the creek to our right.
Ahead the density of the woods decreased dramatically, opening up into clearing of sorts, the only trees being ten or so feet apart, scattered throughout the clearing. There were fallen branches lying on the ground, decomposing from the 8 months this area spent under a foot and a half of water. Now it was just covered in a coat of dry, though muddy looking leaves. The stream moved sluggishly on our right, and beyond it a steep hill covered in thinning undergrowth that led up to the highway. A barbed wire fence, obviously put in place to prevent motorists from descending into the woods crisscrossed the stream, the posts set into both banks wherever there was solid ground. “Welcome to my kingdom!” I announced with a hint of sarcasm as we entered the swamp. Joe and I walked over to the edge of the creek. “This was a great idea you had, Joe” I said, carrying the cooler over to the water’s edge.

“Yeah” he said, “they’ll never think to look for water UNDERWATER.” Continue reading Water War 5

By: Veteran

One of my teammates and I were walking down the street when I saw some of my neighbors shooting each other with Water Warrior Wasps and Crickets, and of course we couldn’t pass up an opportunity to peg off some kids with our superior firepower. We went back to our houses where I grabbed up my 1000 and he got his 2100. Our houses are on opposite sides of where the kids were fighting in a small coal de sac, so we came from both sides and attacked. I fired a few warning shots into the air while Drew, my teammate just fired into them. Continue reading Urban Skirmish