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LSD- experienced - Paintball gone bad; Inferno with Very Bad Vibes

dude.

THATS FUCKING FUCKED.

i HATE tripping with ppl that turn into like, fucking nut cases like that. I don't see how ppl can get like that. I've never gotten like that in my whole life.

I hate bad vibes when tripping..

but, in the end, it comes down to all of you guys were fucked outta ur minds with a head full of acid. nobody was thinking straight. even if you thought u were (psychs are notorious for this). you should all meet up and say "shit happens, especially on acid." get over it, i've gotten into many fights with friends, no big deal.
 
Tiesto said:
but, in the end, it comes down to all of you guys were fucked outta ur minds with a head full of acid. nobody was thinking straight. even if you thought u were (psychs are notorious for this). you should all meet up and say "shit happens, especially on acid." get over it, i've gotten into many fights with friends, no big deal.
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^ It’s this mentality that causes drugs to remain illegal - what happen was not the fault of the acid. It’s when people who should be in control of themselves try to blame anything but themselves for terrible behaviour.

The original poster is not mentally ill - he was not under duress and he certainly was not compelled to do what he did . He was a rational human being that forgot to control himself and let his aggressive self come out. That was the true insight that the LSD was showing him – that he is a angry, aggressive person.

I am sick to death with people blaming drugs for their behaviour - bad behaviour occurs without the use of drugs - if someone beats their partner are they not responsible for their behaviour? Yet strangely if you’re a drunk then almost always the perpetrator blames the alcohol for their offensive behaviour - as if the alcohol was the cause of their anger and pain that spurted out in the form of violence against their loved one.

If anything drugs remove the social inhibition, realizing the underlying pain and anger that is so readily repressed. Oh you’re not a man if you hurt inside. Can’t show anyone that you’re fucked – you’re a fucking sissies if you can’t take being shot at excessively.

it was the alcohol that made me beat my wife - it was the acid that made me shoot my friend - I was stoned so I raped that person - it was my smack addiction that made me rob that person. I was drunk so I beat that little wimp the list goes on and on.

No, no, no and no - its YOU and YOU are alone that instigate these offences. If you’ve got problems learn to fucking deal with them before it cascades out in terrible acts of violence and bad behaviour.
 
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I gotta agree with chugs, here.
It is partly the fact that people blame drugs for their behavior, that they remain illegal.

Chugs, I gotta give it to you, I think you were right about the LSD showing Hiss that he is angry/aggressive. Hiss, I don't mean that absolutely, like you are all angry inside. I mean, though, that it brought out a rage in you that was already there, but the LSD was teaching you something about yourself.

Most of us who take LSD are at least doing so in part to learn a little about ourselves, and look at things from a different perspective. I believe this was quite a learning experience for Hiss.

I mean, he is still having discoveries about himself from that awful time!

Hiss, I wasn't there, and I surely don't know these other guys, but what's the harm in accepting his apology, and chalking it up to testosterone, adrenaline, and mind expansion?

I definitely wouldn't try to hang out with said dudes anymore (they carry knives), but it's always good to make peace. That's my opinion, anyway.

Carry on.
 
Thanks for showing me NOT to ever play paintball while on LSD. That sounds terrifying to begin with, I can't imagine how being hit with a paintball while on L would feel.
 
Man that was a crazy ass story right there.

First off you have to realize that it's not the fucking acid that did any of this, it's the people's actions that caused the problems because as we all know actions have consequences, and when you do so many stupid things all at once its going to end bad. I've done some pretty crazy shit on acid only to realize later all of it was in my head and whatever i saw was a direct result of my mistrust and paranoia.

First things i saw wrong with the situation, you turned the velocity up on your guns....are you idiots? Pain makes people panic, did you guys really wanna panic and get mad while you were fucked up? To me this was the major problem, why are you guys playing a game that hurts on a drug like acid?

Second of all you shouldnt be playing with people you dont know, then disrespect them like that. Albeit he shouldnt have a knife, i bring a knife with me whenever i go in the woods but i'd never pull it on someone, much less take it out of my pocket when im in a conflict, people get the wrong idea in situations like this.

You should have accepted his apology man, seems to me like you're the one who has some growing up to do.

I thought this was a really well written story though, maybe you should make it more fun-spirited next time though, there's nothing wrong with a game like paintball on acid, it can be fun, but just be careful man. Full velocity on a paintball gun isnt fun, that hurts bro.
 
wow, that is such an entertaining trip report. its terrible how your friends turned a game into an actual war, especially when you were all on acid. what pricks, he tried to pull a knife and was punching your other friend? what the fuck, paintball is soposed to be fun. im sorry something like that would happen to you and almost ruin your trip.
 
Wow, thats a great report and a brilliant idea. Alot of people are dogging you for playing paintball while triping but it could have been fun as hell. My suggestion would be use airsoft guns next time and make sure no one has blades on them.
 
Wow hiss thanks for coming through with another amazing trip report, you've written two of my all time favorites.

And also I'm glad to hear theres another twisted paintball player. I don't have my own gun and only do it at challenge park in Joliet, with a bunch of unsuspecting strangers. Things are much less likely to get out of hand like they are alone, imo.
 
D's burning hell, by D...

I persuaded D into sharing his side of the story:

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I want to get this out and share it, I'm over the initial shock that lasted a few days. So... I'll start out at the point where me and Hiss are walking along shaking nervously hunting T and L. I was tripping my skin off and frightened. I knew they were going to lay into us very bad. Then in an instant they were barraging us with paint like madmen (faster, closer and more intense than what we gave them). They were yelling and roaring. Hiss dissapears off to my side of the road but I get too fucked up. I was getting shot by one person constantly, T.

I fell down pretty quick, I didnt know what else to do besides protect my body and curl up in a ball. I got hit so many times and each hit caused me to stop breathing almost. It was just like getting boiling water thrown on me with a bunch of hammers wacking me, thats the only way to describe the horrible pain. I had my eyes closed and I was seeing red and evil visuals and parts of my mind screaming with anger, fear, adrenaline energy, despair, etc. I scream and yell as a reaction.

T shot me about 40 times, mostly in my back and legs while yelling stuff indicating he enjoyed seeing me blasted in horror and pain. He stopped and said "had enough yet dude?" like his anger was relieved a little. I just laid there moaning in bad pain. I couldnt talk. Then L came over and shot me in the dick after yelling for Hiss to come back. I worried badly that something happened down there permanent. It wasn't in pain it was all numbed. I knew that Hiss wouldn't leave me though so I had hope even with all this shit going on.

Between the time of me laying on the road getting shot and when Hiss comes to rescue me, it was about an hour. It seemed longer though, much longer. I began to wonder what happened to Hiss and if he was ok. L and T kicked me and gave me many more shots. They played a game to see who could make me moan louder. The worst part was when L shot me 5 times in the head (behind the mask) in about a second. I felt my brain go funny from it. I dont know if I had a mild concussion or what but it made me less conscious during the rest of this ordeal. During this I was seeing many crazy patterns in my head and forgot where I was or who I was, my mind floated away far into warm colorful patterns and visuals.

Suddenly I become more conscious when T begins to get splattered with paint very quickly. He yells and falls down too hurt to move, like I was. The rest was explained well. I take his mask off, grab his hair, ask what the fuck he was doing and punched him in the side of the face hard and im sure it left a hell of a bruise cause my hand is still sore.

We learned a few lessons, and sure what we did wasn't smart to begin with. Do I regret this? Of course. I might get PTSD from it. I might already have it. But I will trip again, and play paintball, and maybe even trip and play paintball with trusted people, to help me deal with what happened.

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There's a scene at the end of the movie Deliverance, where the sheriff leans down and says to Jon Voight before he drives away, "Don't ever do nothin' like this again."

You know he wouldn't, anyway. But it serves as a warning to anyone else thinking of doing it. Just like this trip report.
 
Hiss - call up T & L and ask them to write down what they thought happened.

you can't have a balanced story if half the actors haven't even done their part.
 
Yeah this is pretty nuts. At least one positive to come from this is that hiss and D have probably become very close as mates and thats cool. You all should do this again but this time try using mdma.
 
dangerdave said:
You all should do this again but this time try using mdma.
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"The paintballs felt soo good on my body, it was like 1000 orgasms rolled into one"
 
~_Hiss_~ said:
I persuaded D into sharing his side of the story:

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I want to get this out and share it, I'm over the initial shock that lasted a few days. So... I'll start out at the point where me and Hiss are walking along shaking nervously hunting T and L. I was tripping my skin off and frightened. I knew they were going to lay into us very bad. Then in an instant they were barraging us with paint like madmen (faster, closer and more intense than what we gave them). They were yelling and roaring. Hiss dissapears off to my side of the road but I get too fucked up. I was getting shot by one person constantly, T.

I fell down pretty quick, I didnt know what else to do besides protect my body and curl up in a ball. I got hit so many times and each hit caused me to stop breathing almost. It was just like getting boiling water thrown on me with a bunch of hammers wacking me, thats the only way to describe the horrible pain. I had my eyes closed and I was seeing red and evil visuals and parts of my mind screaming with anger, fear, adrenaline energy, despair, etc. I scream and yell as a reaction.

T shot me about 40 times, mostly in my back and legs while yelling stuff indicating he enjoyed seeing me blasted in horror and pain. He stopped and said "had enough yet dude?" like his anger was relieved a little. I just laid there moaning in bad pain. I couldnt talk. Then L came over and shot me in the dick after yelling for Hiss to come back. I worried badly that something happened down there permanent. It wasn't in pain it was all numbed. I knew that Hiss wouldn't leave me though so I had hope even with all this shit going on.

Between the time of me laying on the road getting shot and when Hiss comes to rescue me, it was about an hour. It seemed longer though, much longer. I began to wonder what happened to Hiss and if he was ok. L and T kicked me and gave me many more shots. They played a game to see who could make me moan louder. The worst part was when L shot me 5 times in the head (behind the mask) in about a second. I felt my brain go funny from it. I dont know if I had a mild concussion or what but it made me less conscious during the rest of this ordeal. During this I was seeing many crazy patterns in my head and forgot where I was or who I was, my mind floated away far into warm colorful patterns and visuals.

Suddenly I become more conscious when T begins to get splattered with paint very quickly. He yells and falls down too hurt to move, like I was. The rest was explained well. I take his mask off, grab his hair, ask what the fuck he was doing and punched him in the side of the face hard and im sure it left a hell of a bruise cause my hand is still sore.

We learned a few lessons, and sure what we did wasn't smart to begin with. Do I regret this? Of course. I might get PTSD from it. I might already have it. But I will trip again, and play paintball, and maybe even trip and play paintball with trusted people, to help me deal with what happened.

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Had I been in your position, and had I the resources, I would like to think I'd cut one of their heads off. Both if I didn't puss out during the first. Neither if I could gather my senses enough before making a big decision like that. The odds of gathering my senses on a dose like that and a situation like that are low though....remind me not to take acid for a while hey...shit

Thats my problems though...

I think you guys handled the situation as it presented itself o.k.

It was definitely a poor decision to do acid in those circumstances in the first place but I probably said that already in my other comment or everyone else here has. Mistakes do get made though and at least nobody has any permanent physical injuries.
 
1) I have to fully agree with chugs too. Psychedelics just reveal what's inside you, and magnify it. You can learn from it, process it, & change..

2) Playing paintball on psychedelics is not bad per se. Nothing is bad per se.
I don't think that only T & L were the only ones to blame. For sure their reaction was BAD & sadistic, shooting the guy in the dick etc etc.. Your reaction after this was brave & proper IMO , rescuing D and giving an end to the whole incident. HOWEVER, you should accept T's apology the other day... ;) If I were you I would call them, treat them a few J's and talk about what happened that day.. (and WHY that happened)...

3) back to 1) .. :D
 
Since this shit happened, I've talked to T and although we aren't friends we have both apologized for what happened and agreed to let it go.
 
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