A Game of War

Date: 10/16/2017

I was at the Theater in my college. My friends and I were playing a game. The game was a fight, on foot and in mechs. We had designed and improvised weapons, and I was a great fighter and pilot. The mechs were different colors and sizes to suit us, and everyone had one until it was broken in combat. I rode a Jet-Black Mech with Red detailing, kinda slow and very chubby, but hardy and hard hitting as fuck. I defeated almost everyone on the enemy team in single combat, but they threw spears and metal bars until it damaged my mech too much and I had to get out. Then it became a sneaking mission and I had to escape enemy territory before I died. I had metal bars and my hands, and I fought a lot of my friends. At a point I beat someone with an old wheel lock from the 90s that you put in cars. It was great.