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Originally Posted by Uriah
ooh ooh, could we have a avatar chat room where we could all geather with our own pilot avatars and shoot the bull in the bar or mess?
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Well, to be authentic, if we were RAF, we'd have to exclude sergeant pilots from the mess, and spend most of our time 'debagging' each other and making footprints on the ceiling.
We would also run up enormous mess bills: "Never, in the field of human conflict, has so much been owed by so many to so few"
Actually, bragging - 'shooting a line' was frowned upon, and you had to use understatement to explain what happened:
"So there I was, going flat out in the old Hurri, diving down on a brace of Heinkels, when one of the rotten Gerry gunners put a hole in my ruddy fuel tank. Most disappointing. I gave him a squirt with the 303s as I went past, but I think I just knocked a bit of paint off. Anyway, the old girl was making unpleasant noises, and it started to get a bit warm, what with the flames licking around the rudder pedals, so I decided it was time to make a swift exit. Next think I knew, I was hanging from the brolly, watching the Hurri go down. She landed in some poor farmer's field, and left a bit of a hole. I came down with a bump, but got away with nothing but a bruised rear. Some local turned up on a horse and cart, and gave me a lift back to base. Anyway, enough of my troubles, who's round is it?"