View from the North..
Well my first big game under the belt and what do I think?
Well you probably don't care to be fair but I'm gonna tell ya anyway.
I played for the North (of course) with The Brotherhood, added to which we claimed Le-Pig and his travelling buds for our happy band.
Saturday:
Travelling down in was no huge problem, could prbably ask for a couple more signs but I'm not fussed. directions were good if you were using the M6, but if you lived on the eastern side of the country you had to make your own up I guess. Ok, it's a minor point.
Got to site, nice and early, plenty of room so staked us out a space with the help of Andy, Adam, Dave and Will. Dave got out the brotherhood flag and we sat about waiting for others to arrive and join us.
Decided to head down to the site once registration had opened just after three, registered, bought a few bits of kit from the trade stands (Adam found a couple of bargains!) and got a walk round the field of play. At this point I was suprised by the field size and was wondering how we were going to get 700 players on it at once, but we did!
Bout 4 to 4:30 we headed back up to the camp site and sorted out food and beer and settled in for the evening. I have to say this was the highlight of my weekend, sat about having beers, meeting a whole bunch of peeps. The policy for the camp site was no markers in sight or sound, which was fairly well stuck to. It's hard to resist showing off your baby to people you've just met.

Manageable fires were all about the place and pretty well kept in order, and it seemed a good time was being had by all. Then we decided to sling water bombs at the mercenaries, admittedly our aim was slightly off, Andy having the best shots I seem to remember, but I put that down to the beer and not having anything against them in the first place (theit tent was the most inviting) I have to say they responded brilliantly to this barrage by sending two guys on a flanking mission with a fire extinguisher, took us by suprise, but a top laugh!
Sleep sweet sleep. Only interrupted by the torrential downpour and pretty impressive storm at around 4-5 in the morning.
Sunday:
Up at the crack of dawn (ish) get to the site for 8, expecting the players briefing at 8:30, get set up on a couple of tables (we were lucky to have a couple next to each other so we almost had enough space, big up to Dave and will for securing the tables)
Get paint sorted and at pretty good prices so thumbs up to the trade bods for that. Al ready to rock by just after 8:30.
Get briefing from warped and ready to roll out by gone 10 am I reckon. I'm a touch miffed at this point but hell, organising 700 people aint easy, so can't complain too much as we were underway!
Get the heads up from Hatts (big thumbs up to BOTH generals by the way for keeping the scenario working for as long as it did, they seemed to try their best to break the skirmish line) and it turns out that along with the Scottish Warriors, the Brotherhood are to be used as a large unit. this involves us reporting back to Hatts at the field HQ everytime we respawn so we can be put back in the line where we are needed most.
Game starts and all hell breaks loose, everyone was lost into a big skirmish line and order is pretty much dissolved, with the noteable exception of the Delta guys (possibly due to their radios), the boys from legion and, later in the day, parts of the scottish warriors. The game site feels very very small with both teams trying to move forward, the most frustrating thing from the morning for me was maving up from cover to cover only to find nobody following and then being left behind a leaf and a branch while the south pushed forward. Not pleasant at all. Despite the lack of order at the front and my atrocious shooting (I blame the paint, honest!

)had a great time till bout 12-12:3- ish when I broke for 10 mins food.
At this point I'll mention the marshalls, the film crew (if they want to interview me one more time I'll scream! I draw the limit at four times) the awesome girls from the food van and pretty much everyone involved in the days play, ok so we started late, but I'd enjoyed every minute of it until I took a break at lunchtime and in the majority all these guys worked hard under less than perfect conditions. I never suffered from a bad call, and when I queried one poor marshall with the phrase "you've got to be kidding, none of their paint is breaking!!" about 6 inches from his face, he very calmy pointed out the LAKE of blue paint on the other side of my marker. I looked suitably guilty, apologised to him, I think my words were, "Sorry mate, was clearly just being a tw*t" gave him my armband and headed out of the game. Big up folks you all made the game so much more enjoyable for me.
The afternoon started well for me, getting across the rivver and causing no end of probs to the south, big thanks to Mads at this point as the only guy who would back me up as we made a top flanking move and eliminated a bunch of southerners, all that and he did it with about 30 balls in his hopper. Nice.
It had been a good day all round so far, but I increasingly came across people playing on or wiping as the afternoon wore on. I know it was a fairly long walk to get re-inserted but I deplore that kind of play in paintball at any time. I managed to cross the river and walk backwards towards a bunch of south players (keeping my yellow 'north' tag facing away from them of course) and once they had passed shot two of them and moved on my way. I ran around a lot at the back and got eliminated, heading to the exit point I found one of the guys I had shot playing on with a team mate next to him, two shots, one on his pack on on his leg clearly visible. Grrrrrr.
The nature of the game with the river in the centre created a fixed skirmish line that was almost impossible to break unless you were lucky enough to push at a time when the other side was low on numbers, while being lots of fun, it became boring for me in the afternoon, I know of several players who left hours before the end having shot lots of paint and got bored. Anyway that's about it I suppose,
Well done to Warped for getting the site moved, I enjoyed the game though I did get bored towards the end (didn't stop playing mind), nice paint prices, though I suffered a whole load of bouncers (maybe due to the lowering of the fps?), and a good atmosphere all round I felt. Shame about the slightly static nature of the scenario through the afternoon though. Big thanks to The Brotherhood esp Andy, Adam Dave, Will and Bod, I had a top time meeting you guys, better than the game. Also Massive thumbs up to all the mental people who supported me running towards the southerners, Mads, half the Scottish Warriors, Ryan, and Delta force (you guys need help you know).
Will I be going to 2k6? If we get aplayers party I will.
Chimp