An affiliation of paintball enthusiasts from all over the world. We film, photograph and write about paintball.
We publish here, Facebook, Twitter, and put films on our Youtube account, SPBTV.
We try to cover as many games as possible, inspire hardwork and sportsmanship, and above all, have fun.
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Nothing to brighten your Wednesday like big shiny pics of other ppl getting gogged. From the satisfying thwak a paintball makes when you hit someone in the mask, to secretly (or not secretly) wanting to scream out "HEADSHOT" in your deepest, most-baritone, Unreal-Tournament-mimicked voice, there is nothing not to love about headshots.
So smile!
The week is half over and you haven't been shot in the face!
Gogged... by a 50 year old woman, no less.
Have a pic of you or your friends getting gogged? Want to see it on our blog? Email it to us at scenariopaintballtv@gmail.com, subject: Headshot or Gogged, and we'll post it up! (include your name, game and description!)
Ricky operates the Megan Fox HMG, somewhere on the beach at Invasion of Normandy 2009, Skirmish, PA.
Pic by Assistant Gunner, BennyT
"Sure people had their games. Baseball, football, fucking tennis. But our game was different. 'It was a classic affirmation of everything right and true and decent in the national character. It was a gross, physical salute to the fantastic possibilities of life in this country—but only for those with true grit. And we were chock full of that.You didn't need to look hard for it either, standing in those gawdawful deathtrap landingcraft, hearing the steady chant rise to a crescendo in your ears.
Even football was over in a few hours. This was the first 15 minutes of the next 48 hours, and sure, no 300lb mother uhcker was gonna plant you in the ground when that gate dropped, but there were 2000 amped up freaks in the woods with all manner of weaponry zoned in on your boat. And as soon as that ramp went down, you knew you were in for it. And you still checked your gear and went for it. That was grit. And maybe, if you were lucky, when you were pinned down behind your machinegun 30 minutes later, you'd have a chance to capture that feeling in a picture, while the white rounds snapped over your head and there was just enough room behind the ammo/extra airtank bag to get off a photo. A photo that said, This sucks, This hurts, but it f***ing rocks. - Fear & Loathing in the 518
Spring 2011 paintball vid by Toochman with footage from games held all over the northeast.
Enjoy!
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Let's face it, Monday is the worst day of the week. Yea, Sunday can feel stunted and boring, but that is only because Monday is coming right around the corner, lurking like some bully waiting to steal all the fun you amassed over the weekend. And Tuesday can feel empty and lifeless... but that's only because you're still recovering from the damage Monday dealt out to you...
In such times of trouble, people react in different ways.
Some people cower, crushed under the pressure, submissive.
Some people are quietly professional... soldiering on under duress... accepting, resigned and tolerant...
And some people say "To Hell with it!" and fire from the hip, defiant to the bitter end.
So Monday's are for you, hip-firers...
because when Life gives you lemons, you fire back wildly without regard for your safety or that of others. And we like that about you.
Suppressive fire? Ja, vi har det. A member of The Rock blowing off some steam (doubtless from Monday) @ AC Paintball, Sweden
Do you have a picture of you or someone you know unleashing hell from their hip? Send it over to scenariopaintballtv@gmail.com with a name, game and description and we'll post you up Pronto.
I went home for Christmas a few weeks later. Tigerstripe wanted to put on a winter scenario. I figured I would take a shot at it. The EMR game had been the first game I’d ever played that was more complicated than Capture the Flag. But I can be creative and did my best for them.
I wrote up a scenario based on the Battle of The Bulge during WWII. The American team would start with a small group of players in the main fort, (Bastogne). They could each be shot and respawn at the fort three times before they would have to respawn with the rest of the Allies on the other side of the field. The real catch was that they only got 100 rounds of paint per person. The Allies on the other side of the field were given the rest of their pods, but could only carry one pod at a time to Bastogne. They also had 10 50-gallon drums. Every drum that made it into Bastogne scored points. I had a bunch of WWII props from a movie I had filmed a few years earlier. Those were scattered across the field and also worth points. The Germans started in between. If the Germans took Bastogne, they scored points. If they collected props, they scored points. If they intercepted barrels, they scored points.
Zee Germanz iz Comingz!!!
Mendaka and Quentin were up from West Point. We drank late the night before. Josh got sick and threw up on his computer and bed. HHH and I took the rap, cleaned it all up, fixed his computer, and racked out around 3am. We woke up promptly at 7. Josh was hurting. Hungover. He didn't want to come. We chastised his manhood until he got out of bed. The inability of him to wake up and get ready for paintball has become a joke in the years since, but at the time it was a pain in the ass. He felt hungover all the way to the field and a mile from the entrance, he asked us to pull the car over. He got down on his knees in the ditch and began throwing up. Over and over and over, his arms out and away from him so they wouldnt get splattered. He looked like that scene from Platoon. I nearly died laughing. He got back in the car.
"I am death." he said.
If you get me out of this Jungle, Lord, I'll never drink again... I promise.
The game went well. We held out in Bastogne as long as we could. As ammunition began to run low Josh came sliding into the back of the fort, still wearing his blue winter ski jacket. "HERE!", he gasped and dropped us pods. Then he was off again.
He had apparently come upon the Germans from behind, shot half their team and opened a corridor to Bastogne. Soon the Allies began to pour barrels and paint into the Fort, racking up points. The Germans didn't seem interested in taking Bastogne and instead just scoured the field for props.
Josh wavered between heroic and vomiting, running back and forth to the Allied base to supply Bastogne, trying to stay ahead of the Germans and his hangover. At one point he got so sick he just sat down next to a tree. Three Germans walked by and waved at him as he lay against the tree. He waved back... let them pass... and then shot them all in the back. They complained he was cheating. He reminded them that he hadn't pretended to be dead. He just looked like death and they hadn't bothered to check.
Later in the day, the Allied force in Bastogne began to dwindle. Mendaka and QT found themselves holding off the entire German army from the fort, running from window to window, sharing paint until they were down to less than 10 rounds apiece. It was pure epicness when they held out until the horn blew with German soldiers stacking on the doors of the fort. At midday I reset the field and we switched teams and replayed the scenario.
It was good hard day. Everyone had fun. I learned that creating a game can be as much fun as playing in one, that there are lots of factors and twists that need to be accounted for to keep things balanced.
So if you've followed SPbTV long enough or hung out with us at any games in the U.S., there is a good chance you know about our deep, abiding love of all things Megan Fox, and our pet mod-project, the Megan Fox Box-fed HMG. The original goal was to create a box-fed machine-gun type marker that would both look awesome AND work. Two criteria that have been elusive to bring together at the same time. While she consistently looks great, underneath the facade of awesomeness there's a lot of damaged goods and often you only find out about her breakdowns, weaknesses and true issues at the worst possible time. Nevertheless, we still love her.
For a full video history of the MFer, we've created the following picture/video gallery
Megan Fox 1.0
So I had the inspiration to attempt to build a hopper-free HMG. I looked up several versions of box-mag feed systems and finally settled on one I found on Underground Mod Shop.
The following was the result.
Megan debuts at Russian Front, Strategy Plus, winter 2009
It was an excellent field test...
And if nothing else, she looked badass.
The original box-mag attempt (take from my old youtube channel). Megan Fox 1.0
And after some more field testing, a new video of Megan 1.0
Megan Fox 2.0
Problems with the original tubing and box mag prompted me to buy a real military ammo cannister and mount it on the side of the marker, feeding it sideways. We contrived a tripod and a resupply bag, essentially making Megan a crew-served marker. She debuted in the summer of 2009 and toured the north-east. Her most epic moment came during the Final Battle at ION, Skimirsh Paintball's 3000+ player game. After using her to fight our way across the beach on day one, we were tasked with base-defense for the final hour. The German Army made a massive push with hundreds of players, trying to overrun our location. Armed with multiple air tanks, over 2.5 cases of paint, 6 grenades and an assistant gunner, Megan poured on the pain for nearly 10 minutes non-stop, burning through all the air and ammunition but laying down a steady stream of paint to hold the enemy back and rally the troops in the vicinity. Two vids were taken by a referee and can be found below.
Megan 2.0 at Albany Scenario Club
Megan 2.0 on her tripod at ION 2009
Megan 2.0 providing suppressive fire during the final battle, ION 2009
Video with links to Megan in action at ION, Skirmish, PA, 2009
Megan 3.0
The latest re-envisionings have included mounting the ammo box underneath the shroud again and developing a reliable feed. We tried her out at Viper's Extravaganza at EMR in the summer of 2010. she had some feed problems, but the efforts of three people were enough to keep her running.
Since then she's been back in the shop as we search for a better mechanism. There are many excellent examples on the internet, the issue for us has been time and money. But with luck, we'll get her up and running again soon.
Pics of 3.0 in action:
She was being finicky.
But they got her working all the same.
How many people will it take to keep her running
Adam Misfit Fowler (G) and Brendan Quackenbush (AG) debate the best tactics with Benny while a panda looks on.
Adam laying down fire while Quacks takes care of the ammo bag.
More tinkering
Teamwork.
Quacks gets Megan all for himself for awhile.
Megan 4.0? coming soon.
She has been through many versions over the years and we still haven't finalized her. She can be quite finicky, but when she's hot, boy is she hot.
