ilikemilkshake
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Gr0vZ said:That would look funny IRL:
An officer approaches a line of musketeers:
-Why aren't responding to my orders?!? Why aren't you shooting at the enemy?!?
-B... but, sir... th... they're women, sir!
-What?!? (Looks at the approaching formation of "valkyries") Witches! Get off my battlefield and let my men do their job!
-No! We've come here to fight! (Chuckles somewhere in the lines)
-Come to your sense, woman! This is no place for you!
-No! Fight us!
-GO AWAY!
-Shoot me, God damn it! I'm your enemy!
-I'm not going to shoot a woman...
-Shoot me!
-No.
-SHOOT ME.
-(Silence)
-SHOOT ME SHOOT ME SHOOT ME! I HAVE EQUAL RIGHTS TO GET SHOT IN BATTLE! WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN??? (BAAAAAW follows)
So i was playing this really realistic game, its called Mount & Blade: With Fire and Sword, I was galloping around the enemy firing pot shots into the mass of soldiers. What luck! I had scored a headshot on the enemy general. Firearms level 172 achieved!
The enemy began to route and our cavalry ran down the fleeing enemy!
The battle has finished but whats this? The enemy general has escaped! ..But i shot him in the face? Oh no.. My sense of immersion is crumbling, i suddenly realise im not actually in the 17th centuary and im actually playing a game. I start crying but realise it's okay because at least there arent women on the battlefield.. but then this strange feeling washes over me, I turn around and to my horror I see a companion that I hired from the tavern. She's a woman! but hang on, why was the enemy in our last battle not frozen with laughter? Oh no! The immersion again! Im loosing it because the enemy werent really laughing like they would have in the 17th centuary