~The Official WWII Action Game~

Discussion in 'General' started by trumpetplayer992, Feb 25, 2006.

  1. trumpetplayer992

    trumpetplayer992 Senior Member

    offensive b7b7b7
     
  2. Run N Gun

    Run N Gun Discharged

    Cherrio lads! Lets take out these bloody jerries manning the mg42 so I can get back to England, drink some tea, and re schedual my dentist appiontment! lol :)
     
  3. trumpetplayer992

    trumpetplayer992 Senior Member

  4. Panzerfaust

    Panzerfaust Senior Member

    Cherrio lads! Lets take out these bloody jerries manning the mg42 so I can get back to England, drink some tea, and re schedual my dentist appiontment! lol :)

    Enough with the load of old bollocks, let's go beat up a long-haired marmite miner! Drinking tea would be rather queer as a nine bob note don't ya think old chap?
     
  5. trumpetplayer992

    trumpetplayer992 Senior Member

    *grabs a leperchaun.


    HE-He!! Ok, let's get drunk and fire on friendlies!!!
     
  6. Panzerfaust

    Panzerfaust Senior Member

    *grabs a leperchaun.


    HE-He!! Ok, let's get drunk and fire on friendlies!!!

    Leperchaun? Lad, this ain't Jackson Pollocks Ireland!
     
  7. trumpetplayer992

    trumpetplayer992 Senior Member

    No, It's MY Ireland! HA Ha

    *jumps into a tank with a Notre Dame logo


    Catch me now! I got mortars!!!
     
  8. Kitty

    Kitty Very Senior Member

    So the Yank para says "Charlie, we gotta do something pal!"
    I turn to him, raise a single eyebrow (I'm probably Roger Moores father) and say "Will you stop pissing about? Right, he's got a tank, we've got rifles and my 9mil. So what we're gonna do is this. You take the right hadnside and when i yells you'll jump out and start fannyign around like your ass is on fire. While he's turning round to shoot you up the backside, I'll come up and ram this grenade through the hatch and then scarper. Got it? Good, so shift it!"
    Running towards the tank me and John are scrambling up on to its roof when another panzer rolls through the udnergrowth and the turret flips back and a kraut with a machine gun aims at us and...

    (Music and credits roll as announcer with a really overexcited Yank accent says the story will be continued in the next post)
     
  9. trumpetplayer992

    trumpetplayer992 Senior Member

    ok.. now we'll do the game like I orginally wanted it to be. Use asterisks to type actions.


    Ahhh!! help! MG42!

    *Gets shot
     
  10. Run N Gun

    Run N Gun Discharged

    uh what you orginally planned is kinda dumb *gets shot*...ok now what?
     
  11. Kitty

    Kitty Very Senior Member

    Looking up, John points and yells incomprehensibly in that overexcited American way. Looking up Charlie and David see the Mosquito (!) fighter coming in low over the trees, it's twin Merlins roaring aggresively.
    Running to the side, Charlie and David dive into a ditch as John joins them, his rifle held close to his chest as he closes his eyes and starts to pray.
    Raising his head over the ditch, Charlie watches the Mosquito bank in and it's guns open up, the cannon shells ripping into the Panzer as the turret swings around to return fire.
    "Jesus H Christ!" David screams over the noise. "What is it with you flyboys? Are you f*****' nuts!"
    "No, playing tag with Me111's is nuts," Charlie calmly replies as he tucks himself down into the ditch. Checking the Browning, he slips it back into the service holster and waits out the fight. Wincing as something explodes, he and David duck down as shrapnel rains down on their position.
    "I should put John out, if i were you," Charlie says calmly as he looks over the ditch again. "Ah, it seems the panzer has bought the farm. Is he out yet?"
    "Just about," David says as he pours half of his canteen over his friends smouldering jacket. "Any sign of that sonovabitch in the tank?"
    "Nothing," Charlie says as they drag John out and run for cover under the trees, the whine of a German fighter close by. "There's only oen thing for it."
    "What?" David asks as he checks his friend over for injuries.
    "We'll have to hunt the little swine down. He did nick the mortars, after all."
    "Yeah," John growls as he runs his hands over his rifle, a slightly glazed look in his eyes. "I'm gonna get him for that."
    :D
     

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