The Nachos chat # record is 72 people on chat. Do you want to be a person that helped break that record? Well, on Thursday, we will have a Chat Rally! Anyone’s invited! ACP, IW, legends, and other armies are invited to come on chat and have a good time with each other. Here’s the info:

When: Thursday, March 18th, 2010

Where: Nacho Chat

Times: Starts at 5:00 PM EST, 4:00 CST, 3:00 MST, 2:00 PST
Ends at 3:00 AM EST, 2:00 AM CST, 1:00 AM MST, 12:00 AM PST (No, you do not have to be on the whole time)

Comment if you can make the Chat Rally!

Story Contest Winners!

The story contest is officially over! We got many good entries. So many, that anyone who entered a story will be put on the story page! But, now it’s time for the 2nd and 1st place awards.

2nd Place

The person who came in second place made many good books. He wrote absolutly hillarious stories, and made almost everyone laugh. The person in second place is…..

77Hockey!

(Hockey is to be made an owner on chat tonight)

1st Place

The person who won made a very entertaining story, about how tough war was, and how people can be scared, but do what they can do for fellow troops. The winner of the Nacho Army story contest is……

Zayer!!!

(Zayer is to be made mod when he comes on chat)

Here is his winning story:

“

I walked home, thinking about the war. Armies big and small, all pairing together to fight one another over a few miles of snow. I was only 15, so I was too young to join the army. Yet somehow I had ended in this crazy game. I didn’t want to fight because people get killed in war. Too many people. I didn’t want to be one of those people. Maybe when I was older, but whenever the thought popped in my head about joining up, I kept seeing those soldiers, sitting motionless. Looking up at me, pleading for the help I couldn’t give them. I quickly picked up my pace and made it home, safe. For now.
Four Months Previous
I sat at home, throwing snowballs at my friends. We were running around, pretending to be in the different cp armies. Me, darthman, and jtzink were IW. benag and jay were ACP, and finally zzztops and cooper were Nachos. Me and my friends had three people on our team since we were the youngest. Snowballs flew everywhere, and people yelled out tactics like “MAKE A LINE!” and “JOKE BOMB” like in the real war. Even though you couldn’t exactly do that with only two people. But who cared, we were having fun, and that’s all that mattered. Jtzink threw one up pretty high. “Holy crap” is what he said, and that’s exactly what I thought. It kept going, until eventually it started to curve, coming back down much faster. We both ducked behind a tree, pretending it was a bomb. I whistled as it got lower and lower, making the sound a bomb makes just before it hits. Just as it hit, there was a loud bang, followed by a BOOM. We looked around, only to see a giant mushroom cloud. Everyone knew that the snowball couldn’t have made that explosion. We did know what could. We’d been hearing it for months. “GET INSIDE NOW!” Person 1233 yelled out. He had been watching us, making sure we were safe when he heard the explosion also. He was old enough to be in the war, and he was planning to join soon, so he knew that sound pretty well. We all ran for the “safe house” or igloo, and dove inside as the explosions got louder, and came closer. Some of us had been too far back, so we had to run a long ways to get to the igloo. As we neared the yard, penguins dove into the igloo, the ground shook, the bombs only a few seconds away before they got to us. I looked over my shoulder, trying to see how much time we had left. I found out soon enough- none. ACP planes were flying over head, their deep engines drowning out every ones voices. Now the bombs were so close, they knocked me right off my feet. I ducked my head down, and hoped for the best. An explosion close by blew snow everywhere. I looked up to the igloo. Person shouted at us, as some penguins tried to make it to the door. They never did. Soon the snow from other bombs covered everything, with pieces of debris flying everywhere. As the snow accumulated around us, my vision was blocked, and eventually I couldn’t see anything. I couldn’t even hear anything, as the snow completely covered me, and then the booms became more distant until…
I struggled for air, trying to shovel my way out of the covering of snow that had engulfed me. As I got closer to the top, I could hear voices. I was about to jump out, let everyone know I was ok, when I heard a sound that made me stop- gun shots. Quick clicks and occasional explosions were all around. I slowly shoved the rest of the snow out of my way, and looked around. The planes were gone, but a new menace was here. The soldiers. Seas of blue, green, and yellow were all around me. I looked for the igloo that had protected my friends. What remained was a few blocks of ice, and a pocket mark from where a rocket had hit. I didn’t see any body parts, which could’ve been a good thing. That meant they had hopefully made it out alive. I didn’t know which army I should head for, but I knew that the two biggest were Nachos/ACP, so I headed for a smaller group of soldiers, who I hadn’t heard of before. They were wearing red and black(UMA), seeming to help out the nachos, even with their smaller numbers. I dove inside a snow trench just as a wave of bullets skimmed past my head. A small penguin looked over at me-
“Who the hell are you?”
“Zayer, but I’m not supposed to be here.”
“Which army you in?”
“None!”
“oh boy”
Next thing I knew, there was a crash, and an explosion. It didn’t come too close to us, but the debris and other scraps of metal it exploded into came right for us. I had enough time to duck down. Sadly, the soldier I was talking to didn’t. Fragments of metal hit him square in the chest. He staggered and fell backwards, barely breathing. I caught him, and hoisted him up.
“Get to the officers quarters- they’ll help you…”
Then, he went limp, the injuries taking affect. I felt a lump in my throat, and I tried to see if he was alive. Nothing. I set him down, and ran. I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t care- I had to get out of here.

Chapter 2
As I ran, I bumped into something, or rather someone. I looked up to see a penguin with a HUGE hat. I soon realized it was a nacho. Then I realized, as I looked around, there were tons of nachos, flooding the UMA trenches. I started to run, but the nacho caught me.
“Where you going soldier?”
“I’m, i i …”
“Put on your uniform and lets go”
“You don’t understand, I’m, well I’m not-”
“a soldier? You don’t belong here?”
“yeah”
“Too bad, you do now. Here’s a sombrero, and a poncho. Put it on, then follow us.”
I put on the uniform, feeling like a Mexican. Oh well I thought. At least I’m fighting for one of the good guys, right? Then I remembered what the dying soldier had told me. I followed the nachos, looking for the guys in charge.
“Yes, ACP is joke bombing with real bombs, UMA is being reinforced by us, and IW is just firing at whoever comes closer.”
I had walked into a tent, that turned out to be the officers quarters. I walked in, and immediately two guards pointed their bayonets at me. I stopped, as everyone turned to look at me. I recognized some of the faces as army leaders. Also, by all the medals and other insignia on their Uniforms.
“Who are you nacho?” The IW leader asked me
“I’m Zayer, and I’m not a nacho, I’m-”
“Sure you are! you’re wearing the uniform and everything.”
“No, you don’t understand, I don’t belong here. I’m a civilian, and me my friends were outside having fun when those planes bombed us.”
The officers looked at each other, trying to think what to do.
“Well, you’ll have to stay here now, there’s a battle going on if you didn’t notice kid. Go to the base, stay there until we say so, got it?”
I nodded my head, and walked out the tent. I wandered around, looking for the base until a couple of nachos pointed me in the right direction. I finally got in, found an empty cot, and fell asleep do the distant booms and gun chatter of war.
Chapter 3
A long, whining siren woke me up. I looked around, my eyes bleary. Nachos and other mixed recruits were running around. I got up and tried asking some penguins what was going on. I found a penguin named king kinz
“ACP captured the RPF defenses, and are now expanding to the UMA front! We have to get there and stop them before that happens!” He threw me a piece of crumpled up paper, then ran to find his platoon. I uncrumpled the paper and found out it was a map. Here’s what it looked like-

I was on the border of the Nacho territory, and UMA. A battle was coming, and I didn’t want to be a part of it. I felt something thrust into my flippers. I looked down to see an SM-16(snowball m16). I looked up, and a soldier from the armory handed me a few clips of ammo, then ran off to give other soldiers some weapons. I tried to explain to him that I wasn’t a soldier, but I realized I was still wearing the nacho uniform, and I didn’t have anything else. Plus, the gun was protection if I needed it. I ran to the hangar of the base, where me and 10 or so other guys hopped in a jeep, and headed out to fight off the rapidly growing ACP empire. As I talked to some guys on the jeep, I soon learned that ACP had also taken over not only RPF, but ww as well (as you can see on my map). We were headed for the UMA border, to help reinforce them since they were such good allies. IW would be staging a secondary attack to re-invade WWs’ land, and IMAF would go with them. This would split up ACP forces and hopefully make them easier to defeat (divide and conquer). There was only one problem. The noobz land territory. They weren’t an army really, just a huge collection of really small armies of 20 guys or less. They could join up as one big army and help bring down UMA, but as the name implies, they were noobz. Also, what if ACP invaded the neutral armies land. Then we would be screwed. We couldn’t think about that. We just had to keep our minds on the goal at hand. I decided I would stay in the trenches or bunkers, whatever you call them, and wait until the battle finished.
Chapter 4
Cannons boomed as huge snow bombs and joke bombs exploded over head. Occasionally, rogue acp or noobz would run out and make a break for our convoy of jeeps. They didn’t have any real weapons except the occasional pistol of rifle. We had no choice but to shoot them dead in their tracks. I was sad. They were usually my age, maybe a little older. They didn’t know any better, they were brought up on war. That wasn’t even the worst part. Dead, innocent penguins lay in the street. Battles that had sprung up in their town, and now they were being punished. Many of them lay on their backs, their empty faces staring at us. I quickly looked away, but not soon enough. I ran to the back of the truck and vomited. I felt sick. I didn’t understand how people could sign up for this. I put my head down, and waited for us to get there. The sooner this was over, the better.
Eventually, we started to hear the crackle of gun fire, and we knew we were here. We saw the convoy stopping up ahead, and we got ready to jump out. An explosion right next to us rocked the jeep. The back door emptied, and we all jumped out. Some guys, eager to get in battle, ran right around the edge of the jeep, and were hit by Snow machine guns and snow rifles. They staggered and fell backwards. I jumped out, then immediately ran under the jeep. I crawled towards the front. I peeked my head out to see soldiers running towards the snow forts, UMA and Nachos alike. Some got hit by snow balls, but for the most part, they were getting into the fort. I saw ACP reinforcements coming in from the side. I started to back under the jeep more, when something blocked my view. Two big boots. Then the flippers of that penguin grabbed me and pulled me out from under the jeep. I realized it was a UMA captain.
“GET MOVING NACHO” and with that he threw me towards the battle, and into the snow.
I looked up to see another nacho, laying right next to me, shakily firing his gun. He seemed kind of scared. Then again, so was I. He glanced out of the corner of his eye, and nearly shot me out of surprise.
“AHHHH!”
“WATCH IT!”
Then we stopped. I looked closer, and realized it was my friend, jtzink!
“Hey, where have you been?” He asked
“same place as you I suppose, with the nachos.”
“that’s cool”
A rocket screamed over head. “Maybe we should head for the forts”
“Good idea” he agreed. We ran for the forts, shooting at the ACP trying to attack the snow forts we had just re-captured. Soon more nachos and UMA guys started coming with us, helping us take them out. We eventually got the most of them, and ran inside the forts. I carefully set down my gun, and closed my eyes. I had shot a few ACP soldiers, and let me tell you, it didn’t feel good. My breath came out in shaky gasps. I tried to steady myself, knowing I would have to do it more. Jtzink helped me to my feet. An explosion over head got us back to the war. We ran to the top, to look out over the battle. When we got to the top, it was a horrible sight. Penguins lay everywhere. ACP, Nachos, UMA, all the same, all gone. Luckily, ACP was falling back. I helped fire the shots at them, but I tried not to hit too many guys.
Chapter 5
That night, as rockets lit up the sky, we tried to get some rest. Distant booms kept us awake, and the fear of the ACP coming back- you couldn’t be asleep. ACP had backed off of UMA lands, but they hadn’t stopped there. As I mentioned before, the other part of the attack was that IW would try to win back WW territory. It was going well until acp invaded IW from behind. Almost all the IW troops were gone fighting ACP with WW, so no one could defend it. They had managed to bomb the IW ports, sink what navy IW had in those ports, and take over some cities. The map has now changed to this-

Acp has now captured part of IW, IW captured part of the old WW, and ACP has invaded and taken over the used to be neutral iceberg. They will most likely set it up as their base of operations for their navy. This can’t be good. I still have to get back home- if home is still there. Hopefully the noobz will come onto our side and help us out. (Sarcasm here- thank goodness i’m not a soldier).
Well today, we over heard the alliance leaders talking, and we found out they have a dangerous plan. They are going to send out a huge aerial force. Half will take off from the nachos territory and bomb the iceberg ACP has taken over, and remind them that it’s neutral. Then the other half will take off from IW and bomb ACPs’ capital and other outlying cities. they say we have to end this war now. I hope this plan works.
There they go. We watched from our old nacho base as the planes took off, heading for the iceberg. Unless ACP has set up anti-aircraft guns in 2 days, they will be fine. This is totally secret, so ACP won’t know until it is too late. While this goes on, we get some well needed rest. I can’t sleep, so I thought about the war, and how soon it will end. It seemed like the alliance was winning, but the ACP empire had something the allies didn’t really have- a navy. That’s how they had gotten into the IW territory, and that’s how they invaded the iceberg. We may send out a boat or two to get supplies- they so rarely come back, as the ACP simply destroy them with superior size. We can only deliver supplies through the airplane system that fly overhead and drop them on us. It’s harder though, as the supplies don’t always hit their correct destination. Sometimes they can be up to a mile or two off course. If ACP uses this to their advantage, then this won’t turn out good.
Well, the airstrike by the alliance turned out to be a success. The capital of ACP was bombed, leaving it ruined. The iceberg was said to have been beaten so bad, that it flipped over! We’re happy with this success. Only 3 planes were lost in the fight, because a few ACP enemy planes were able to make it to the air and shoot down 2 bombers and an escort plane. Luckily, the enemy was compromised before any serious damage could be done. This is one step closer to ending the war! Sadly, Acp, with its losses, is pushing on. They are yet again attempting to capture the UMA territory, Uma has been building up its militia, bringing in recruits from all over to help protect the front lines. Nacho cat tanks roll around, showing ACP they are not afraid to fight. The rumor is that we’re going to get every single platoon we have, get a bunch of IMAF volunteers, and take any UMA that isn’t already fighting, and we are going to do everything we can to take back RPF territory, before ACP can use it against UMA. Acp most likely knows this, and is probably stacking their front lines with machine guns, anti aircraft guns, and all the men they have in reserve. Let’s hope this will work.
Chapter 6
The rumor was true. IMAF guys are coming in the nacho base, getting prepared to head out with us. Many new recruits are coming in also, so a lot of last minute training is going on. We are loading up on ammunition, and preparing the fighter jets/bombers for a long flight. They will be breaking up the ACP troops in RPF territory as much as possible, while dropping a few hundred penguin paratroopers into UMA territory to start attacking before we get there. I’ll write more when I can.
Well, we’re heading out. We’re in this truck called a Sd kfz 222. It basically a truck with armored plating, and it rises in the middle for the machine gun at the top. It seems safe, and is only a little slower than the average jeep. Not to mention, this can actually fire back at the enemy. Cool!
Well, we are almost at the battle. Again, I’m going to try and stay out of the action, but actually get some kills under my belt, just so I don’t seem like a total wimp(lol). I can hear the gun shots, and I see our planes over head. Must be time to fight.
The battle is over. I’ll explain to you what happened. Our planes flew over head, bombed where the ACP should’ve been, and we got out. We didn’t lose a single plane. Then, we dropped the paratroopers into Uma territory. We didn’t lose one single man nor plane again. When we got there, what should’ve been a huge battle, wasn’t. There wasn’t any gunfire at all. Turns out, the ACP weren’t even there! So our men cautiously walked into Old RPF territory, and didn’t see any sign of ACP. Too bad we let our guard down. We had figured that ACP never came, and that they didn’t even know we were coming. As we all started to relax, we got a call from one of our scouting planes that he spotted ACP troops everywhere, rushing towards where we were. I caught some of the conversation-
“This is Scout plane 23, reporting a friendly charge. Commence report? Over.”
“This is invasion force 1, awaiting enemy. Commence report.”
“Invasion force, there’s a few hundred ACP troops heading due south in your direction Over.”
“Anything to be worried about?”
“Affirmative. I can spot a dozen pepto bismol tanks, cannons, and a whole mess of green penguins. Over.”
“Anything else?”
BOOM. An explosion rocked the radio. Then, as our radio officer tried to contact the pilot, we all knew what happened. Within seconds, we got the order to ready for battle.
We had enough time to point our guns at the woods before they came. ACP, rogues and recruits alike, POURED into our front line. They had drawn us in, and now ambushed us. We were ordered to retreat, to split up there forces. Yet, acp was smart. They waited, making sure they stayed as one big group so that we were forced to attack them. Only when we got there, they were ready. Snow machine guns, snow mortars, pepto bismol tanks, all ready and lined up for battle. Luckily, our planes took out a few tanks/ enemy troops. Our cat tanks took care of the remaining tanks. Then we came in. We gave them all we had. Grenades, rockets, tanks, rifles, bayonets. You name it, we used it. The battle was dead even. Neither side would give in. Explosions rocked everywhere, as we tried to gain a foothold in the battle. The sound of farts sprung in the air, as the deadly fart emote drifted toward us, bringing with it a poisonous gas. Those who were prepared pulled out their gasmasks and turned them on. Many penguins didn’t have enough time. Too many. I watched through the “windows” in my gas mask, as soldiers left and right attempted to run. It was too late. The gas, slowly invading the lungs, squeezing them tighter and tighter out of air, until there was nothing left. Within minutes, soldiers were everywhere, struggling to breath. Breath never came for them. We heard a distant rumbling, in time to see ACP charging at us. With over half our forces gone, we wouldn’t make it, it was a fight to the death. We readied ourselves, knowing we were going to die. The sea of green evil got closer, bayonets glistening. Just as they were about to crash into our lines, there was an explosion. We all stopped to look off to the left. Just in time, IW broke through their ranks in a furious charge. They were huge, with a battalion of tanks right behind them. We all cheered as they gained ground against the stunned ACP, breaking through wherever they got the chance. We fired at ACP , trying to corner them. Given their size, they started to fire back at both sides in a wild, confused frenzy. I fired into the mass of scared green noobz running, and didn’t miss too often. Suddenly, a sharp pain bit my side. I grabbed it, the fire in my chest running throughout my body. I looked down to see blood seeping through my clothes/onto my hands. I called out for a medic, injured for the first time. I looked around as nobody came. I kept calling, more and more blood coming out. I started to get light headed, as I was losing too much blood. Finally, a man ran over and started working on my wound. I felt a slight twinge of pain, and then, I remember, slowly, I blacked out.
I woke up the next morning, sunlight streaming in the window. I was home, with all my friends and family around. They were all smiling. I looked around, bright light shining in the windows. I couldn’t even see outside it was so bright out. I looked up, and I heard a voice say “Don’t worry- you’re home now”

Thanks to ALL the soldiers that entered their stories. You all did an amazing job, and I’m very proud.

~*Pie1530*

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