Have you ever been attacked or been in a situation that warrants you drawing your gun/knife?

>backpacking through Guatemala with mother
>had bought a shitty assisted opening knife at a market in Antigua
>riding in a packed van to get to a more remote spot
>arrive in village, sun is setting
>hostel is full
>2 guats, one older guy, one prolly late teens say they have a hotel very close
>get in back of pickup, the kid is riding back there too
>truck turns off into the jungle, middle of nowhere suddenly, no lights or anything
>ohshit.jpg
>kid is not answering straight where this supposed hotel is
>knife is out by my side, angled so he can't see it
>the second the truck slows I'm gonna OJ Simpson him in the neck
>knees weak
>we take a turn, there's a brightly lit hotel area in the middle of the jungle
>asshole slowly unclenches
Could've been a horrible misunderstanding kek, but it was feeling like the real deal and that's coming from someone with around half a year spent in Mexico/Guatemala.

>work at shitty hooker motel
>3am, hotel dead for the past 9 hours
>crackheads show up in the vestibule
>vestibule is outside-6feet x 6feet square with a payphone-glass door then inside
>inside glass door is locked bc it was first day of the month
>crackheads yell they want a drug cab
>drug cab rings busy
>they get pissed
>go to creepy rape basement to get a monkey wrench
>the crackheads scream harder saying theyre gonna kill me
>cops show up as theyre bashing the glass door
and best part
>they yell out their taxi is the wrong color

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>keep truck in gun

So this is what it sounds like when a schizophrenic meets a drug addict

I made the reality of killing someone real. I know the feeling...

fuck man not sure why that of all things got me but it made me sad as fuck

>he doesn't keep his truck in his gun
lol it's almost like you don't want a vehicle that can fit in your pocket.

OP here. I ask because a while ago I fucked up and picked up a hitchhiker. I know, I know, it's my own damn fault. I'm at work now so I'll give the full story later.
Definitely interesting to hear of other peoples experiences. Keep sharing if you can!

no guns, but had to defend myself twice:

>1
>going back from work late
>waiting on bus stop
>drunk slavic gentleman inquires whether i would like to get beaten
>pull out tactical baton and advise him to fuck off
>gentleman doesn't seem fazed at all
>thankfully his companions seems to be, pulls him away
>bus arrives, i gtfo

>2
>going shopping late evening
>drunk slavic gentleman inquires whether i want to die
>pull out knife and politely refuse
>gentleman seems concerned about the weapon in my hand, backs off
>situation deescalates, i put knife back and go shopping, rest of the evening proceeds uneventfully

seems that edged weapons are scarier than blunt ones

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY why are you even here kiddo?

>had to defend myself
>with my words
I tip my fedora to you sir

was followed around a warehouse by a methhead, had my hand on my ruger lcp the entire time, never had to pull it out though.

why thank you, m'lady

Half draw. Was walking home from a grocery store (only a few blocks from my apartment) at night. Off in the distance I notice three guys in hoodies suddenly shift direction and are making a beeline towards me. Now I'm standing in the middle of an empty parking lot so I know there's nothing behind me to pass through-- they're coming for ME. I stand still and wait, bags in both hands, until they're about 30 yards out. They continue towards me, and at that point I (rather dramatically) drop my bags straight to the ground and angle away slightly to conceal a possible draw. They see this and are still approaching. They get to within 10 yards and start fanning out-- one goes left, one right, and one headed right for me. At this stage the intention is clear and I throw my shirt up and grab the gun. Before I can even clear the holster the two flanking guys are FUKKEN GONE and the center dude is wide-eyed and stopped in his tracks. I gruffly utter, "What do you want?" and he trips all over himself stating he was just going to ask me for a nickel (lol wut). I say firmly, "I got nothing for you. Keep walking." He says "O-ok" and mumbles as he fucks off. His friends reappear and they continue to loiter around the parking lot.

I duck into a nearby chain restaurant and immediately need a sit. Although in the moment I was cool as a cucumber and tough as nails, the adrenaline shakes take over and I'm a mess. The guys at the counter saw the whole thing and offer me a free drink and a place to catch my breath. I sit for about five minutes and gather my cool again and walk home. I notice those guys are trailing me towards my apartment but pretty far back. I walk well past my building, turn a few quick corners and double back, losing the tail in the process.

One of the scariest moments in my otherwise bland and safe life. To anyone carrying, I implore you: be AWARE. Alertness, using your eyes constantly, is the greatest tool you can wield. It put me on top of a bad situation.

Fuck off cop. Do your fucking job and shit like this won't happen. Oh, but that would be racist

You should not have drawn on the second one man. The other guy didn't have a weapon you were about to kill someone over a fistfight which is stupid. You should have the basic mma skills to handle an untrained drunk fool without taking his life away. Not every physical confrontation warrants a gun being drawn and you know that.

Go away, ATF.

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The virgin hoddies vs the chad Jow Forumsommando.

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A guy I went to HS with had to kill a nigger in the parking lot of a bar one night. Dude just came out of nowhere and pulled a gun on him and his gf after the bar closed. Fucker was so hopped up on dope he still made it back to his car after taking an entire mag dump from a Glock .40 center mass before he died. I asked my friend what he was thinking while this was going on and his reply was "Damn this gun shoots good."

I felt exactly the same way after my encounter. The few minutes it played out, I felt perfectly fine. I felt inconvenienced at best, like are you fucking kidding me? It was the minutes after that I started sweatin balls.

>he doesn't go through life looking for an opportunity to legally kill

Get a load of this colossal faggot, guys!

>got a few of my own, but you'll have to wait -- gotta go mow my lawn before it's a million fucking C out

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Nah, fuck faggot vatos. They get stupid when they drink and it's better if one gets shot in the face now and then to remind the rest that they don't matter.
Also, why do they all look exactly the fucking same?
>shades
>shaved head
>scraggly goatee
>oversized ENYCE or Southpole shirt
Like fuck man, get some variety in your lives.

Not that guy, but one of my high school buddies can't punched in the head, knocked out, and hit his head on the pavement. He landed hard enough that it gave him a subdural hematoma and he died. The guy who hit him never intended to kill him, and yet my friend is dead now.
That shit doesn't even cover stuff like why would you randomly swing on someone when they could have any number of medical conditions which would make them vulnerable to permanent injury from a "simple" assault? There's a reason why the law considers punching someone in the head assault with intent to inflict grievous harm or even attempt to kill in plenty of places, and recognizes such an attack as a legitimate threat to your life.
THAT doesn't even account for the fact that the vast majority of drunk guys never start shit, never get in fights, and aren't violent, so anyone who is willing to follow you out of a crowd to start a fight over literally nothing is probably just a violent asshole.

No one has a right to hurt you, and you always have the right to defend yourself. I've got a family to get home to, and I'm not going to let my wife bury me because of some bullshit idea like, "Hey, this animal fuckstain attacked me out of no where, I should try to fist fight him just in case, out of sympathy." If drunk fuck-o wants to go home to his family, he needs to not threaten my ability to go home to mine. End of.

This. Should also have shot that ninja turtle that joined the fray. Fuck mutants.

If it's any consolation he was probably just looking for a way to get you to leave without having to shoot you so he could run off without you knowing where he went.

>March of this year
>rent a room in a house
>Sleeping, wake up hearing a banging sound
coming from the hallway
>hear the banging getting closer
>oh shit .jpg
>grab mossberg 500 from the bed next to me, chamber a round and switch off the safety
>banging on my door now
>”THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, WHATEVER HAPPENS NEXT IS ON YOU!”
>guy starts trying to force his way into my room
>have shotgun trained at the door, finger on the trigger
>banging suddenly stops
>”HEY, THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!”
>guy runs out of the house

I’ve never been more scared and never have felt such shame for aiming a gun at someone who could’ve killed me.

Fucking phone spaced out my text damn it.

>walking down path at night with new, 10 week old puppy
>see three dudes ahead of me, walking opposite direction
>think nothing of it
>one guy turns to his buddies, says something, they start to fan out and increase their pace towards me
>mfw
>stop in my tracks, draw handgun and hold it out to the side so they can see it
>tell them to keep moving or I'm going to kill every single one of them
>they clump back up and walk past me while cussing me out
>speedwalk home, constantly looking over my back, and start looking for a new apartment in a better part of town

I fucking hate houston

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This. What is with the 5 LARP threads every fucking day lately?

not an interesting story but,
>late night like 1 AM
>drive to office to pick up box of documents
>beat up nigger van with garbage bags on the windows pulls into the parking lot and starts cruising by me at 1 mph
>hand on gun at this point, ready for them to block off my car and jump out
>it keeps going and parks next to the dumpster
>get in car and leave
it was a bit sketchy but I probably wasn't in any real danger. I have no idea why anyone else would be there that late.

Adrenaline is a hell of a drug.

Houston's fucked

>About 10 years ago
>uncle was working in Moscow
>driving to work in bumper to bumper traffic because Moscow
>somebody tapped on his window with the barrel of a pistol
>orders him out of the car
>he asks if he can take his briefcase with him cuz he needs it for work
>jacker says sure
>uncle takes his briefcase
>walks 20 feet away from the car
>opens briefsase
>takes out mac-11
>walks back up to his car with jacker inside
>bumpertobumpertraffic.png
>taps on the window with barrel of his gun and orders him out of the car
>uncle stands outside the car and makes sure the guy leaves

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Absolutely fucking this. Never violate someone's personal NAP when it comes to their own health.

tell us faggot

shut the fuck up nobody give a shit about NAP bullshit just don't punch random people if you dont want your brain splattered on the sidewalk

Unironically based as shit.

Hi summer friend

None yet, knock on wood
Only twice have I even thought I needed to bring it out of the holster
Once when I heard a shit load of movement and bumps in my house but it turned out to be a spooky ghost or some shit
Another time when some begging faggot approached me in a parking lot asking for money.
However I actually understand it's a total inevitability that I'll have to at least draw on someone and do my best to prepare myself for that.
I've had a very close friend have his life on the line and barely manage to save himself and his family by absent mindedly sucking a glock in his pants to go check a knock at the door one evening

I both believe this and don't believe this
This sounds like the kinda shit slavs would do

Move to based Fort Worth yo, we have everything and don't have to deal with as much of this shit

I applaud your willpower in not actually firing dude
I would've turned that door and anything on the otherside into a berm

Yes I have. When I was walking my dog, these stupid nigger furred terriers with the bulgy spic eyeballs and eyebrows decided to start "rauwolscine" barking at me in a raspy female tone, so I thought of all the filthy californian roasties who pamper them in teacups only to have them be run over by a crushing steamroller to have the shitcream explode out of their sub kilogram digestive system, and plunged my kershaw blur between one's eye-socket scored upper skull, which caused it to look like an ass, while bearing the same intellectual capacity post-brain-piercing. Essentially it was a large ass of grey/white matter, bone, flesh, and fur. Nothing could take that away from me. The other one, I just threw my multitool at it's head, it was from walmart, so no loss there. I took a few minutes to depressurize the rauwolscine dog's head wound, due to the pressure of the internal body sucking on the blade. I popped it's fucking euyeballs out like a spacial vaccuum containers, however. I need to deww this some tahm Fucking westerners you huckleberry loving pricks.

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yeah that's a dumb ass statement... Why the fuck would you fist fight while carrying a gun? Get distance deploy peeper spray. If the threat continues draw fire arm and tell him to keep back. Fist fighting while carrying a gun sounds like a great way to get shot by your own weapon.

Holy shit learn to speak English you ultranigger

what in the fuck am I reading. it made sense for 2 lines then went full shitskin speak put through google translate.

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>sucking a glock in his pants
Like telekinesis, or is he just really flexible?

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Twice
The retard who did this is one of the boomers that left town a few years back
>with fiancé walking to the local reenactment
>we could never find parking and it was within walking distance
>six day war reenactment so wearing soviet uniform with Kalashnikov
>old black town car following for a few blocks
>wtf.webm
>fiancé doesn't feel ok knowing that this car with tinted windows is following us
>cross intersection
>stop and ask the driver to roll down her window
>landwhale from omaha inside
>>what are y'all doin in nazi uniforms
>actually these are soviet uniforms
>>WHAT THE FUCK, I THOUGHT YPU COMMIES WERE DEAD
>explain that I'm not a communist
>>YOURE LYING
>puts car into reverse
>tries to fucking run us over
>she can't into driving so she misses both of us
>still spooped so I draw my makarov
>fire 3 times
>she drives away but I popped her right rear tire
>call cops
>they stop her trying to leave town

>be me, hiking Grayson highlands with 3 buddies
>known wolf/coyote territory
>cold and windy as fuck, have Beretta 92 in my overcoat
>2 hour hike up, on the way back down
>made a different turn somewhere along the way, trail doesn't look familiar and the sun is starting to set
>start to think we're almost to the car, and then there's a fuck huge crash from the tree line 2 feet in front of us
>asshole tighens, reach in my coat
>no gun
>I threw it in some other pocket earlier because we were taking tactical photos with the mountain ponies and I didn't want this faggot photographer who was coming up to see it and call the ranger
>it was just a shit ton of birds
Muscle memory is really god damn important for getting out of stressful situations unscathed guys. I've been to a lot of sketchy places at night but never had to draw or pull my baton on anyone thank God.

I meant tucking
I'm pretty out of it, think I was trying to say sticking and tucking at the same time
Still, I imagine glock owners assholes are wide enough to suck things up like a basking shark

Which ones dont you find believable?

>carrying a loaded gun to a reenactment
>carrying a makarove

ad some punctuation and learn English Goddamnit
>a year ago
>sleeping with fiancé
>she wakes me up saying that she hear someone downstairs
>attach bayonet to Ak and move to the stairs
>fiancé has AR and calls police
>burglar accidentally fires gun into ceiling
>run down stairs
>fall about half way down
>get back up and chase him out with the AK

I always carry the makarov for self defense
Plus i used an AK with blanks (like usual) for the reenactment

>be schyzo mexican
>walking my dog
>suddenly because Mexico doesn't care about their dogs two hungry sick looking terriers come out barking at him
>Immediately imagine dogs are fat females from california who get away with too much shit and are soft
>get angry and have violent thoughts
>Mexishit runs over a dog with a steam roller
>The need for violence has died down
>Pitty the other dog and throw my tool at it
>wander at the first dog
>still getting violent thoughts
>use knife to pop out the eyes
>unintelligible nonsense ensures.
This is why we need the wall god damnit.

>be me
>just worked for months and finally bought my own car
>someone bumps me
>cabron.jpg
>Get out of my car to yell at them
>It's a fat, smelly white guy wearing a fedora and trenchcoat
>Looks like he hasn't seen the light of day in months
>"Did you find your driving license in a fucking chip packet"
>He mutters something under his breath
>autismspeaks.jpg
>refuses to get the fuck out of the way
>suddenly he pulls out what's clearly an airsoft gun
>DiosMios.png
>Stare at the retard for a while, then decide to just call the retard handlers and leave

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Reasonable mistake.
I had to look up basking shark, but oh lord I kekked so hard.

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You should have called the cops. Probably nothing would have happened but getting a few muggers off the streets would be nice.

>friend and are checking into a shitty hotel at 5 AM
>walk across the street to the gas station to buy OJ
>fucking love OJ
>gas station is closed
>2-3 hobos chilling outside
>start walking back to hotel
>hobo follows me
>walk faster
>he walks faster
>get to my car, open trunk, reach in my bag, and grab my pistol (stainless delta elite)
>hobo still tryna run up on me
>without turning around I rack the slide and tuck it in my pants
>hobo runs
>I kek

>be me
>recently came down with a bit of financial problems
>still manage to live decently, but have to buy worse clothing
>get out for a cigarette
>some skinny, horrifying creature with gaunt, hollowed eyes looks at me with what i assume is a worried expression
>what.tiff
>it starts running to a car and opens it's trunk
>pulls out a gun
>welpfuckthis.png
>run away from the cryptid
>in the distance i can hear the unisgnifying laughter of the loss of pure reason

Never had to draw or shoot anyone but one time i came very close
>Be living in Chicago in lower middle class apartment. Cold in October.
>Hood adjacent neighborhood. Walk two blocks one direction for bars and nice restaurants, two blocks in the opposite direction they sell heroin on the corners
>GF and i had a few wines and watched movie
>12am, need to take dog out to poop before going to bed
>Always carry something when taking dog out at night because homeless walk through same alley
>We walk outside and i light up a cig. GF forgot dog poop bag so she goes back upstairs with dog to get one
>I'm standing there waiting and smoking my cig
>Spot junkie walk into alley, he sees me, starts towards me
>Hope he just keeps walking; i step back towards opposite end of alley
>As he gets closer he says "ay man, you got a dolla i can borrow?"
>"Nah, sorry man"
>He keeps walking towards me with a hand in his pocket
>I back closer to the door of our apartment, with no time to fumble putting key into the door, i put my hand in my coat pocket and grip my j-frame .38
>Never draw my pistol but had it pointed at him from inside my pocket
>"Move along man i don't have anything for you"
>He is too high or dumb to understand the situation
>Keeps walking towards me, "common man, you got like 95 cent?"
>As soon as he finishes his sentence, door opens behind me
>Our little 45lb pit mix comes rushing out, barking like crazy and ready to do some rippin' and tearin'
>Nearly pulls my girlfriend's arm out of socket
>Junkie nearly shits himself and briskly walks off
I've never been soon happy to see that little bitch in my life. Made her a steak for dinner the next night.

>be me
>lost in the hood
>decide to ask someone for some pocket change for a taxi
>turn the corner
>some guy in a fursuit is holding a body pillow
>whatthefuck.png
>decide to slowly approach him to ask him for a dollar
>he just stands there, unblinkingly
>against my better judgement ask him again
>he starts barking at me
>nope.jpeg
>run the fuck away

Have only had to garnish a weapon once, before I owned a gun
>In college
>Have hunting knife my old redneck roommate gave me as a gift
>Sheathed inside pants on my hip
>Throwing house party for roommates birthday
>Drunk retard knocking things over on porch
>Yelling loudly "FUCK THIS HOUSE" and other drunken nonsense
>Politely ask him to calm down and respect our home
>Immediately takes this as a threat to his manliness
>He and 2 of his friends surround me saying things like "You'd shut the fuck up if you knew what was good for you" "What're you gonna do about it" etc.
>Can see in their faces the *about to sucker punch* look
>Lift shirt to reveal wooden knife handle
>All 3 retards immediately retreat and become docile
>Tell them to get the fuck out of my house
>All leave while cursing under their breathe

Didn't end up being anything malicious but this happened last week
>On way to pick up weed
>Stop at gas station to get some backwoods
>Skinny black kid noticeably staring at me while I'm at the counter
>Notice him trying to check out and leave store behind me quickly
>Almost to car
>See him sprinting up to me from behind
>Ohfuck.jpg
>"Aye Bro!!!"
>turn around
>"Yeah?"
>He has his hands in his pockets where he's clearly fidgeting with something
>Looks very panicked
>"Aye bro u smoke??"
>"Yeah...?"
>"Aye bro I got gas you should fwm bro"
>hand still fidgeting in his pocket
>Open car door so I can access 9mm pistol if need be
>He finally pulls hands from pockets, had them balled up
>OhFuck.jpg
>Raises hand to my face and tells me to smell his weed
>Notbad
>Get his number and go on my way

everything went better than expected

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>garnish
nigga you mean brandish, it'sa gun not a fuckin caesar salad

i smell a nigger