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[Ray Bann]

THREAD CHALLENGE #2: "The Last Stand Thread" 

Write up a short story about your last stand.

Mercantiles, I would like to take you to a business lunch. ZaSpai’s staff have located a hedge fund manager interested in investing in our parachute pants store. According to the intelligence, this manager is a sucker for a good sob story. He romanticizes the war effort and loves nothing more than the drama of the fighting. Creepy little man, but a rich creepy little man. Let us indulge him. Write up a quick story about a time you held the line and became the hero. Tell him about your best last stand on the battlefield.

Example:

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There we were, standing at the edge of Nucleus. A single wrong step meant plummeting to your doom. The clock was 20 seconds and they had everything on the point. What was a rocketman to do? We charged. We fought. The rockets flew, whizzing past friend and foe alike. Explosions were everywhere, the point shuddering under the force.

It wasn’t working. We lost more than we killed, thrown off that bloody rattling point. After the good doctor fell, we knew it was over. The overweight went outright berserk; I tried to call him back, but the man had tears in his eyes. That was HIS doctor, and they went down together.

Here’s the weird thing. That overweight might’ve died, but he took almost everything with him. I jump in and watch as their team fall like flies to my rockets. Boom. One. Boom. Three. Boom. Five. They just didn’t have the strength to hold up anymore. All it took was a little push, and the day was ours.

Tip: Feel free to take artistic license to write a good story. I doubt this little rich man has ever been on a battlefield.

[hello]

It was arena. The cave story map. I was on red. There were explosions all around me. Because we were being stacked with rocketmen. There was nothing we could do. Because nobody played medic. Nobody does. All of you can totally relate to this. Because either the medics suck, or there were no medics at all. Then all my teammates exploded like a Michael Bay film. I was using my signature jello-scooting meatshotting babyboy. I retreated to the corner. I realized we were stacked. Hard. Harder than every before. I took my sweaty meaty hands and pressed 'y'. I typed out "gottam gotta faster" and pressed enter. I spinjumped to the seven rocketspamming rocketmen. I took a blind meatshot. And I died. ripperonis

am i doing this right?

[Ray Bann]

am i doing this right?

Yes. You're certainly doing this right.

[KnotSoup]

i ain't good with making long af stories and shit so i'll go short and sweet on this one
>be me as a medic
>on blu at nightfort
>not really pocketing on any teammates, but fuck it
>red really pushing and shit
>however, blu was able to buy us some time
>it was like 17 minutes to go iirc
>we defended for a good 5-10 minutes iirc
>until red caps and we are on the last point to defend
>HOLYSHITICANFEELTHEINTENSITY.jpg
>suddenly we pushed back red
>last seven minutes
>WEGUNNAWINBOIZ.mp4
>until some jello spies go behind our backs and backcap the last point
>red wins
>bgnore

[Catman]

>be me
>decide to play GG2 for once in like half a year
>open GG2
>3 versions out of date
>run updater
>updater errors
>mfw playing TF2 instead

[paragon]

We were in the house of Harvest fighting for our lives, RED team captured the point and we were getting pushed back to spawn.
There was only 30 seconds on RED's timer and 10 seconds on BLU. If we get pushed all the way back to spawn then BLU will surely lose.
Our medic had uber so he used it on me. I killed most of RED except for a firebug and I was at 30 hp while my medic buddy was at 50.
I thought BLU was going to win until my medic had jumped on to the point by himself then he was killed with haste by the firebug.
I went in right after my medic died and got burned. I asked the medic in chat why did he jump on to the point, but then I realized that BLU's medic was no other than arctic.
arctic is bad at med

[bustatunez]

It wasn't the first time he'd been in such a position. The Infiltrator took great pride in his ability to sneak into the enemy encampment on Contra and peek-a-boo "snipe" with his revolver, the guerrilla tactics pushing his morbid curiosity of just how far he could test his luck.

And his luck seemed just about to run out.

Cloaked and bleeding out at a rapid pace from his blown off arm, he trudged as quietly as he could through the stagnant trench water below the capture point, inclining his ear towards a faint jumping sound. Then the Infiltrator realized. The point was about to unlock.

Damn that stray rocket! he seethed.

He rushed out, discarding all thoughts of his safety as he leapt over a crate, just in time to see the enemy Infiltrator uncloak and smile. The enemy fired and missed, he fired and hit. 1 more shot and the arena match would be decided! Our hero feinted, shot and missed as another bullet whizzed over his head, shot another time... and made his mark!

Made his mark... just as the enemy's shot pierced his skull.

But our hero the Infiltrator went out with a smile on his face, a z6 moment. His team had won as he had been taken out last, the 3rd win of the map netting them the deadly Tournament's reward.

~~

"And that is my war story, old man." I finished with a heavy sigh. "Somehow I survived to tell it."

[Ded Account]

  It was an arena battle and my entire team had died except for me and my fellow combat healer. We fought hard and no sooner that when I got a superburst he died. faced with an overweight I immediately used my superburst, recovered some health and started jumping around him liked the crazed firebug and killed him with my syringes winning the arena mode for my team. 

[therocketjumper]

It was on arena_yamishita farm, my team turtling the the control point, but then BLU got their UBER ready and as soon as they CHARGED, rockets came raining down upon us, inspite of out great defense, all of our autoguns, soldiers, medics and engineers (duh!) were destroyed. I myself was the only one left... well not maybe since this spy was with me although he got killed by a missed rocket. Anyways, I was afraid, alone and scared of humiliation towards my team...... There it was  the countdown of the point, I've never felt so alive... and when I was ready, I RUSHED THROUGH THE HILL, AIRBLASTED OVER 3 ROCKETS and killed 2 Rocketman and 1 medic, but then, there was the scout, he jumped into the point, I used my flare against him and to my surprise it didn't kill him, I to a large leap to get to the control point and airblasted out of it, luckily he fell into the hole that was under the control point and I myself captured the point and gained a massive thanks from my team!

(This happened I think either 8 or 6 months ago)

[bullets (obviously)]

Wow I thought i was gonna be so original using a greentext story

>be me
>hosting server in like 2012, gg2 is dead
>hosting classicwell because I'm a fag
>playing hostadvantage sniper on classicwell because I'm a massive fag

>6v6
>Blu stacked as fuck
>only one half-decent player on my team
>he has some haxxy hat thing
>looks awful with skeledude's new sprites
>his head is worse than sausage spy
>there's a random white pixel just floating against his face
>is that supposed to be a cigarette or a ball of cotton or an Apple version of scout's mic
>remember when players that had haxxies were actually good at this game
>he's just jelloing and dying against their sentry nest

>Some engie builds an autogun right outside spawn
>not the back side where it can kinda shoot people trying to run past with intel while being relatively safe from stabs
>the front side, which literally nobody goes through unless they're dropping from the top path with intel
>two other engies join him
>mfw

>soldier + medic come through the bottom path
>I target the medic and kill him in 2 shots because rip medic regen
>Mutual kill with the solly
>Some spy takes my intel and tries to take it through bottom path
>tfw he can't spinjump and I respawn and kill him

>our jelloscout comes back with intel
>switch to scout, fuck defending
>they come back and take the intel from the sewers
>but we've already capped another
>all the engies ragequat after the first cap
>playing sniper and bodyblocking each other

>score 2-2, both intels out but we picked it up first
>steamroll over medisolly holding intel
>their good sniper got bodyblocked by all the bad ones
>kill entire blu team on the way back
>feelsgood.jpg

>he got boosted by dying solly's rocket up the front of red base
>climbs up to the top
>while holding intel
>meanwhile blu comes back
>I kill medic, solly, and some snipers
>The last sniper takes intel, kills me, and falls down the pit at mid
>I respawn and get two shot by solly because tunnel spam
>Watch as dumb sniper takes intel back to blu base
>While scoped

>jelloscout just waiting at top of the map
>Can't even see him because classicwell
>this was in like 2.4 before kicking/console was a thing
>fuckyou.jpg
>blu finally caps
>If it weren't for him we'd have won a long time ago
>Where did you come from, where did you go--
>Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Jello?

[BassMakesPaste]

I was a rocketman. The year was 2009, the map, 2dfort. I think it's known as oldfort now. I had a healer and the entire team was coming down the hallway at us. They had just spawned after I had killed them one by one on the way there. There was no way I could take them all on if they surrounded me. I didn't know what to do--rocketman's splash damage is pretty pathetic. I did the only thing I knew how to. I held down the left mouse button and aimed vaguely down the hall. Within moments, the entire enemy team was dead. I grabbed the intelligence. My healer tried to bring me back to our base, but I couldn't go. I dropped the intelligence and let my healer take it back, sending rockets down the hallway until he came to heal me again. Because of my heroic actions, the entire enemy team quit the game and went onto the forums to DEMAND that the rocketman be nerfed.

[Sparky]

The map was cp_cfortnight_ext. We had been playing for 25 minutes, capped the first 3 points, only one was left.
I was deto, assisted by a medic, some Player42, with his golden medigun, the rest of the team was Player1, Player2 and co, trying to defend the points we already capped... why are pubs so retarded

He ubered me, I killed their whole team, there was blood everywhere. We rushed the point, and started to cap, I put my 8 stickies under my feet...50%...75%...90%...and only 3 seconds left on timer!

...When suddenly, we heard a jump.

We looked in the air, and saw a spy starting to stab, my medic and I were grouped, this spy was going to kill both of us.
95% capped, 0:02 on timer, I right clicked. Heard a huge detonation, followed by a music.

Victory music. The detonation killed the spy and I, and the medic capped the point. We won.

[Zombie Unicorn]

There we are, on the 2dfort , in old 2013 , stabbin' some guys with knife , me and my friend...
We were walking until we came to the intelligence , we killed most of them, until my friend died
from the beggining he came killed few guys, then we took the intelligence and run out, but we were
unlucky , we got slayed by also 2 healers , how weak are we...

Im pretty bad at long stories :/

[Poop]

>6v6
>me on blu
>yb on red
>battling it out
>less than a minute left
>soon to be stalement
>i mvp reds defence
>grabs intel
>detojump back
>yb detojump chasing me
>epic desperate chasing scene between 2 detos
>got near blus spawn
>steamrolled yb to death
>walkin victorious
>3 steps away from winning
>game announced red won.
>fuck.

[.prime]

i 1v1'd a sniper and we battled till we were weak and then i just needed one more shot to end the 1v1 but i ended up missing my shot and getting shot by him