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Snipers in Today's Society In today's gaming society, snipers aren't usually held in high regards. Cowards. Bastards. Pure evil spawned from hell to ruin your day. I hear it all. A whole lot. Because I prefer to view life through the good end of a rifle. In my life as a gamer, I have many favorites. I used to have assault rifles as my favorite. Now I like the ones with zoom. Capture the flag is a great game mode. As is domination (Unreal Tournament). And of course, the DM classic. I prefer team combat, as I like to help and hurt, rather than just one of the above. And of course, I am a sniper at heart. If there is a chance to do so, I will shoot from afar. I have good, nay, great FPS accuracy. And of course, I'm a team player. Doesn't sound so bad, huh? Didn't think so. But I'm a sniper. So you hate me. Listen one, listen all, as the dark corners of my mind spin tales of woe, deceit, and agony. And of course, of cheese flavored crackers. Advertisement The soldier spawns. He looks around and sees a jungle with a few huts. This is Soldier A, the anti-snipe soldier. He runs around with his smartgun in hand. As he does so, A few shots whiz by. He turns and sees a man holding a pistol. After slaughtering this foe, the man turns and sees an alien. Or rather, I should say, the inside of it's mouth. End of Exhibit 1. The sniper spawns. Soldier B. He examines his surroundings, and locates to the top of an outpost tower. Looking through his zoomer, he sees an alien biting off some unlucky fools head. Bam. One shot and the alien is sure to never eat again. And the next. And those humans. And a predator or two. End of Exhibit 2. Cowardly. Stupid. He's a bastard. Right? Wrong. Some snipers are cowards. Some are bastards. A few are cowardly bastards. But me. No. I risk my life, limb, and cranium by looking through a small hole and leaving my back defenseless. For what? For kills, accuracy, self defense. No. Because I'm smart enough to stay back and shoot the stupid, frontline infantry right in the head, while they die to get a few kills, I live long enough to A) Become the most feared, B) Longest killing, C) A--hole in the game. In your opinion. I hold no regard of my ways. But if I can shoot from on high, and take out my enemies before they get close, why not? It doesn't hurt you. Unless you're my enemy. =) In which case you need not worry about a long supply of the afterlife. I'll cover you there. And the helping part. If you're not my enemy, you need not worry about getting kills, or dying, or even snipers. If your man is as good as he says, holding that title, then no. You're covered. Have fun. Live. Ever seen an alien without it's head? No? Sit back and watch. Now. Do you see the light? No? Ok, I'll aim lower. Now do you see the light? Still no? Okay, in plain English - I'll cover your back. Coward? Bastard? Not until hell freezes over and the devil moves skyward. I sit watching through my little hole, my back open to whoever finds it, just to cover my team. Bravery has few higher forms. You don't have to martyr yourself to be brave. No one has to die of too much courage. But it's possible. If you have ever been, ever will be, or am a sniper. You know what I mean. The cursing, the name-calling. All because you pride yourself on accuracy. Now, I'm no counselor or psychiatrist - but damn, that sucks. So. If in need of advice, here it is. For all you frontmen: The next time that hole in your head is on the other end of a sniper rifle, don't curse. Don't call him/her a bastard. Don't even accuse of cheating. Hope, no, pray, no not even that, thank God that the next shot made on that sniper rifle could go through the head of your enemy. And of course, not yours. For all you snipers out there: Don't let any name-calling get to you. They're jealous. Kill with respect, for the man/woman/neither under your aim is doing the very thing you are, in a different way. The rifle is like a church, and the scope like the priest. When the priest decides who needs redemption, bam. The hand of god smites those who oppose him. And of course, always remember. Don't keep your eyes on even ground. I, before, have dealt the loss of an eye or two, and the life of, some very good snipers. The pause that comes when the shot is taken gives any enemy sniper the chance he needs to end your repenting ways. So don't forget. The divine rifle works for all who wield it, good, or bad. By Edge, Sniper Comments? Flames? Praise? Mail feedback!