Vayne walked over to the paint ball court, it likely started as something else at one point but lately it had been set up for target shooting, of a kind at least. He had never bothered going over here since he didn't really like the idea of shooting a real gun, but when he found out they were paint balls, it was kind of like a little kid inside of him woke up and started to dance around. He could shoot and not worry about actually doing any damage.
As he had never been here he was not really prepared for the cut outs when they started to pop up. He swallowed a bit, and prepared to take a shot, but it was up and gone again way too fast, which was actually a good thing because by the time his mind caught up to what was there he realized it had been a young woman figure. Human, so likely it would have been a bad idea to have shot her.
Boing, up came the next and his finger tensed on the trigger before he could think, out came three shots at once taking out a sick person, one that had been taken over. HIs mind screamed zombie although they were not really called that. Still he had done a good job taking it out.
While his mind was out dancing around in joy at his good shot another infected came up and he missed it, the dark eyes leaving an after image on his mind. Crap, he had missed it, or rather failed to even take a shot at it.
Cursing himself wasn't a good idea either, since doing that meant that he missed the next one too, firing the shot off too late as the figure vanished away, the paint balls missing everything. Well that was a good thing... since the next to pop up was...
Human. He removed his fingers off the trigger fast enough to not shoot at the human figure. Phew, good he hadn't killed anyone innocent. Good job Vayne. He figured now that he had done this, he was going to shoot the hell out of whatever came next, good or not.
pop pop pop pop.,.... four fast shots rapidly took out the last cut out, wiping out an infected cutting its head off with the spacing of the shots. Vayne nodded in pride, lowering his hands. He set down the gun and shook out his hands, not really liking the way the tension made his piercings ache a bit, but he was a little happy with how he had done with the shots. Maybe he would stick to some other weapon though, poles.. knives...
Still it was fun and he did intend to try again sometime.
Human Human Human Human Zombie Zombie Miss Hit Hit Hit Hit Hit
Ugh this gun again, why did he bother heading over to use this thing again. He knew he was no good, and really it was going to be a mess if anyone saw him out here.
Still the stubborn blond headed over to the targets and picked up his gun. As usual, or rather just like last time he missed the target and ended up not hitting anything. A human though, it was a good thing. Just as he was again saying that he did a good job he ended up firing off a shot and hitting an innocent person.
Crap! He took another shot and again another human, this was bad. Surely they can't all be uninfected, so he decided what the heck. He fired off another shot and hit another human. Idiot.
Snarling to himself he took yet another shot and this time sprayed one of the proper targets taking out an infected with a flourish. Then came the last one. Again he sprayed the bullets and took out the last of the infected.
He sucked. He knew it and he was sure that he should never again touch guns. He was going to end up killing himself or anyone else around him... or all of the above.
OOC
Character's name: William Vayne Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24795187 Character's survival stats: William VayneView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6' 140lbs or pure energy. His hair is pale blond, and he is covered in pierceings . His cold golden eyes are always seeking details and memorizing what may come in handy later.
Vayne's punk style shows just how much he disdains mainstream, and his attitude fully reflects all of that being rather cold. He ignores anything that he doesn't like and has snide comments ready. He is very attentive though, taking notes in his mind and paying attention to details that most would care very little for.
Negatives: Sharp attitude that is off putting. Ignores anything that he doesn't care about
Positive: High energy, able and willing to do dangerous things to get stuff done Keen eye for details, able to pick up hints and clues.
results Zombie human human zombie zombie human hit miss miss hit hit hit (trigger happy as always)
Vayne waited patiently for all the others at the range to leave, he hated making a fool out of himself in front of other people. Granted not everyone he watched was good either, but he had a bit of pride left and he wanted to keep it in tact. When his turn came he went and loaded his paintball gun with blue shots and took a few steps back... then a few more when he noted that he was yet to be behind the shooting line and waited.
Ping... up came a zombie and he didn't wait, he took his shot smacking it in the head with three blue splatters. The satisfying feeling washed over him making him feel a lot better about himself. He had missed so many times that he was a little grateful that he had not missed the first one this time, then again the other times it was a human and it was a good thing that he hadn't hit it.
Ping... Human, he waited and let the picture slide away holding his breath partly as he waited to see what would come up next, shooting the human girl was not a good move when he was on this high.
Ping.. another human and another pause from Vayne. He was getting better at this and was at least not hitting anything that seemed to move. The small rush running through him was making him a tad giddy.
Then came a menacing figure popping up. It was a zombie again and once more he pelted it with shots. Two.. three nope he stopped at four shots as it lowered again. YES! He was doing it for once. four for four. He smiled and waited for the next
Ping... another zombie and another load of shots. Three on this one, knocking the figure back and making him want to dance in place. He had done it. He had hit them all..... wait one more was coming up.
His finger reflexively tensed on the trigger and he took out a small child that was most decidedly not a zombie. He had screwed up. Stupid Vayne.
Groaning he lowered the gun noting that only a fool celebrates before they are sure they are done, and a bigger fool keeps their finger on the trigger of a loaded weapon while doing that.
Oh well, he had still done better than usual, and there was no reason to feel bad.
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