Paintball Trouble in Terrorist Town – Friendship is About Trust

Paintball Trouble in Terrorist Town – Friendship is About Trust


AlabasterSlim: Today we recreated the Garry’s Mod game: Trouble in Terrorist Town. For those of you who don’t know how this game works, everyone will be on the same team, except for up to five terrorists, who will be given secret cards. The bad guys will know who each other are, and want to murder all the innocents. The innocents want to try and find out who these terrorists are, and stop them by shooting them. If you have a black skull card you’re a terrorist otherwise you’re an innocent. Okay, eyes closed hands out. All right, terrorist wave your hand and raise your head. You should all know who you are, okay? Eyes close, stop waving heads down. Alright, everyone open your eyes. Other Player: All right, I’m getting the hell out of here. AlabasterSlim: All right. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Goblin: I don’t like this man. AlabasterSlim: I I feel like it’s a group of them coming up on us. Just stay that close, okay. Don’t get any closer. Goblin: You gonna shoot me with that empty gun? AlabasterSlim: There’s one in the chamber. Goblin: They don’t seem to care much about us. AlabasterSlim: No, they don’t. I don’t like these guys, and they got fucking mags in their guns too. Coming from the Distance: Slim is straight in front of me, and and Chris (Goblin) to his left. Let’s pin them in guys. Alabasterslim: Pin them in? I think I’d rather use my pistol at this point. Goblin: You some sort of terrorist? AlabasterSlim: Stay the fuck back. Stay the fuck back. Goblin: You’re a dirty terrorist, huh. AlabasterSlim: Stay the fuck back. Approaching Players: Put it down! Put it down! Don’t put it in Chris! Goblin: Don’t make me put it in man! Don’t make me put it in! Approaching Players: I’m not gonna make you do it. Put your gun down! Goblin: You ready to shoot this motherfucker? AlabasterSlim: I am if he shoots first. Approaching Players: Chris you stop moving man! Goblin: Listen, I wanna talk to you guys. Approaching Players: Then put the mag away. What are we talking about guys? Are we talking about an execution here? AlabasterSlim: What the fuck is wrong with you? Approaching Players: You got a knife? Yeah I got a knife. Slim get on your knees. AlabasterSlim: What the fuck whoa-whoa-whoa, back the fuck up back the fuck up. Approaching Players: You’re the only one that doesn’t want to get closer to the rest of the group. AlabasterSlim: Back the fuck, because you got fucking guns pointed at me. Approaching Players: I’m sorry about that. AlabasterSlim: Dude lower your [gun]. Look. I don’t even have a fucking mag in here. Goblin: His hand has been hovering over his pistol, like the whole game. AlabasterSlim: There’s no fucking mag. I’m not even holding one. Just stay the fuck away. Yeah, I’m quick with it. Goblin: His pistol, the whole time. Every chance he gets. I’m reading your poker face man, it ain’t good. AlabasterSlim: You can’t even see my fucking face. Goblin: I don’t trust you man. AlabasterSlim: I don’t trust you man. Chris-Chris-Chris Chris, let’s think about this. Who walked up on us? Who walked up on us? Who walked up close to you? Goblin: How many terrorists are there? AlabasterSlim: Don’t know random. Yo Zack-Zack-Zack. I do not like him walking up on me. Rizla: Who? AlabasterSlim: Derrick. Rizla: I don’t know. I had my back towards him, but he was a little little apprehensive about the idea. AlabasterSlim: And that guy with [the] hoodie has been walking around the entire time. Rizla: I’m not gonna soot ya. AlabasterSlim: I got, I got a guy I got a guy. Are you? Rizla: I promise you I’m not, that was Alex. AlabasterSlim: Okay. It was Alex who shot them? Too Tall? Rizla: Too Tall shot at me. AlabasterSlim: Did he? Fuck. Hey, I shot that guy there with the hoodie cause he got his gun up right away. Rizla: I also don’t [trust Chris], Chris is putting in too much to the whole thing, first two games he wasn’t. AlabasterSlim: Too Tall shot at him. It’s not Chris. It’s not Chris Other Player: I trust Chris. AlabasterSlim: Chris is dead. Why am I terrorist? Yep Other Player: I say we just kill him and move on. AlabasterSlim: The fuck? You guys are fucking assholes. I swear to god. Fucking back off. Other Player: You got a knife? AlabasterSlim: Of course I’ve got a knife on me. Other Player: Can I see the knife? AlabasterSlim: It’s right here, okay. I’m not taking it out. I’m leaving the knife there. Guys back the fuck up. Other Player: You got a knife. Yeah. AlabasterSlim: Don’t fucking knife me. Get the fucking back. No, no no no no, I’m not pulling anything. Dude back the fuck up. Other Player: You don’t want to go out like a man? AlabasterSlim: Back the fuck up. You’re not taking me out. Other Player: It’ll be a fair fight. I’ll still fight. AlabasterSlim: No man. No. What are you doing? Get the fuck back from me. Other Player: I don’t trust you. AlabasterSlim: I’m just walking back. I’m just gonna walk past you this way. I don’t like this You guys are so fucked. Other Player: I don’t trust you. I’m leaving fuck this. Other Player: None of us want to, but we gotta do it. AlabasterSlim: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Jesus fucking Christ. They’re just gonna murder me. They’re just gonna fucking murder me. Other Player: There’s like people over there Goblin: Are we doing this? AlabasterSlim: Do not fucking do it Rollo. Oh, fuck ,Christ. Did it bounce? Other Player: Break. AlabasterSlim: They killed me big fucking killed me Terrorist put one thumb up open your eyes. Okay put your thumbs down, close your eyes.

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