Guys I'm not going to be very active the next week.I may log on PSN for an hour or so,but I'll keep watch on GTAF.I'm gonna have a busy week,but I'll be on a few times.Meanwhile I want you guys to be active with the rest of members.You guys host games between eachother,whilst I'm gone.
What do you think about this Mr.Reaper for Sons of War story I created on it
Everything began in 1963 in the depths of Vietnam, with a few young gentlemen swarming North Vietcong camps and areas of objective.
Mason Arkhand “Mad Man” sat in his Mississippi apartment, hiding behind the sheets of society, the war in Vietnam was active, but he sat and waited if they needed back up. In his settled mind, he thought, he had a nice house, a car and a well earning job so why should he waste it all on a war that seemed meaningless, he wasn’t going to move.
Rah stood on a hilltop, blocking the sunlight from his vision, with a bottle of whiskey in his left hand. Ra had been here for a few months now, and things hadn’t gone any better, hell, they might even got worse. Brothers dying here and there, no actual objective, no plan... it was a mess. Rah “Ra” knew that his good friend at home was feeling guilty.
James St. Allistar
“I can’t wait to get the hell out of here and head for a Santos club,” James’ famous quote was around camp. He was the outgoing type of guy but lacked loyalty, but never lacked on commitment. He never got close to any of his fellow men, because they seemed to all end up dead. With a spark of hope, he pushed through and lived, but wasn’t prepared for the next few years of his life.
Murdock “African” Rashes wasn’t the man to been seen in the battlefield, but always was to be seen out on his sail boat in the bay of Vice. He came from a rich family, but they never bonded, so he ended up sailing since the age of six. His mission was to sail from Vice, up the coastline to Liberty as a three week journey, but was pulled from his mission and called to another mission, ‘Vietnam’. James Allistar and Murdock never were the best of friends, always setting up pranks with each other to the point where a gun was held to someone’s head.
Mason finally made up his mind, he wanted to go to war, he wanted to go and fight with his close friends; little knowing only one was still alive and well. Riots raged the cities and he couldn’t handle the guilt, so he packed his bags, and headed to the ragging wars, instead of the ragging society. There, he met up with Rah and soon meeting Murdock, followed by James.
He thought his friend was never coming, so he became into great grief. In 1967, his friend, Mason climbed out of a Marine helicopter, racing through the fields to meet up with Rah. They celebrated that night after concurring a Vietcong base, were he introduced Mason to Murdock and warned to stay away from the clown, “James Allistar”.
James St. Allistar
James had lost respect from all men in his squad, including a new kid on the block, “Mason”. He had realised the war wasn’t going to end any time soon, and he needed to apologize for what he had done. Later, Mason and James had a great conversation, becoming close friends with the other two men as well. They held a true bond and friendship in the group.
Murdock was severely shot in the chest, on the night of the celebration but wanted to socialise with the other men, meeting a new face called, “Mason Arkhand”. He suffered injuries to the shoulder and couldn’t fight for a whole week. He was soon back on the field with the gang, coming to his anger with James, but was yet again injured and sent back to his home town in late 1967; his sights were set back on 1969.
"Operation: Woodstock in The Hills"
The year was 1969, the air was cool with a slight smell of gas. Early morning sun rose and everyone was awaken by the sounds of taking of helicopters. They were heading into the deepest part of North Vietnam, and a mission to concur one last base to push the North back, mission code name, “Woodstock in the hills”. Soon, it was midday and all four men sat in a chopper, raiding airspace and landed in a small valley covered with a dense landscape. Leader of the mission, “Mason Arkhand”, ordered the squad to split up into groups of six. It was a five hour long battle, and they were about to lose, when Arkhand made a split decision that could of ended his life, “Men, we have to move, move forward, follow your squad leader, now run!”, he paraded up the hill, when he thought he was by himself, seconds behind were his close friends.
When they got the very top of the hill, the sunset glazed into the valley. Many men were injured, and many even dead. He met up with his friends, telling them that he couldn’t off done it without them. A squad leader met up with Mason, with a tear in his eye, “You know they named this mountain,” he told him, Mason seemed confused, “What did they call it,” he asked, the mountain was named, “Hamburger Hill”, because all of the decomposing bodies of the Americans and the Vietcong, and he walked over the a burned tree, and on it was a piece of paper, “Hamburger Hill” written on it. Mason flipped the paper over to see the text, “Was It Worth It,”, and he stopped, and it seemed as time froze, as they stared around at the crying young men, the amount of dead bodies and the smell of gas whipped his nose, and burnt it a little and he stood there and thought, ‘For what was it worth’....
Good story, but the Hamburger Hill, section will hit hard on many military families that had loved ones serve.
Yes, it will. I wanted to add some reality into the story and I respect all who fought and died that day.
My Pop was lucky, as they were calling out birth dates and sending people off that way; my Pop didn't go because the date after his birth date was called. Many of his friends had left, some didn't come back, other did but had mental issues.
At the end of the story when it says Mason thinks, "For What It's worth" relates to this song:
This post has been edited by TinTinn on Tuesday, Apr 3 2012, 08:00
Well I was thinking that we should have a more ''psychopathical'' or ''brave & chivalrous'' song.Most fitting I belive to be Iron Maiden - The Trooper.But I picked out to songs that would give a badass feel when runnin' pass MG bullets,and trying to shoot someone yourself.
Judas Priest - Painkiller
I found the most quincediantilly (I dunno how to spell that) fitting song in the interwebz
Manowar - Gods Of War
Sorry that I can't put a video over here,but for an odd reason youtube tags don't work for me,when I press ''Preview Post''