Share your heroic deeds

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Here's a thread to share your Brannigan-esque feats of heroism and bravery. It can be something as simple as returning a lost wallet or as big as rescuing the princess on your motorcycle riding away from a deafening explosion.

I bravely fought for the rights of spambots in another thread earlier today. Mods took it down. I made my case as best I could, though. The spambot deserved to have his say in that discussion; the toy he gave us a suspicious link to was as ugly as stated. But no, just because he's a bot we have to silence him. I'm still claiming a moral victory.

Since the rules don't define whether or not this was a real heroic feat or a virtual one, my most recent moment of glory was snatching victory for my team. In WoT, to be specific. Since the matchmaking system starts to get hilarious around 1:00 AM because of those pesky timezones, we wound up fighting around four or five of the exact same tank on the enemy team. This is a low tier battle, the highest tier being tier 5. Which is what those five enemy tanks are.

The next problem is that these tanks are KV-2's. This game allows for the mounting of different types of equipment onto your tank (turrets, guns, what have ye) and since the game is being historically faithful, the KV-2's can mount 152mm howitzers as their guns. And then they get to load it with HE shells, and basically dance around one-shotting us poor low tier babbies since that gun coupled with HE shells does ridiculous damage. That's not everyone's choice to use though. They might also go for a 107mm gun, still equally capable of tearing us new ones. I am driving an M4 Sherman.

Long story short, our team starts getting picked off. There's an argument in the chatfeed because one of our guys was shooting up our allies being an asshole. I kill an enemy scout, not big surprise. Then one of those KV's I rambled on about comes rolling up the hill looking for blood. The tank destroyer behind me is dead, so I figure I'm fucked. But thanks to the magical powers of maneuvering around a rock, I manage to kill him while all of his rounds go into...the rock.

And that's basically how the rest of the fight went. Our entire team died, save for two people, and I went on to go murder an enemy light tank, and damage one of their artillery pieces. Finally, our last two guys are killed after destroying the enemy artillery (one of them being the aforementioned asshat who was apparently killing our team) and I'm behind a rock again as the last enemy KV comes barreling towards me with that 152. Same story. I drive forward a bit, blow off his track, he fires a shot off in panic which hits the rock as I'm backing the fuck up. It's a 152mm gun, and it takes a lifetime to reload. And he missed. And I found the thought of what his face looked like as I round the corner again...

Anyway, he is destroyed, and victory is snatched by a hair's width, with my tank essentially a block of swiss cheese.

If I remember any amazing real life feats of heroics, I'll come back and edit this. But I'm a platypus, I don't do much.

I don't have anything to share really.. I want to earn my respects by doing noble deeds instead of heroic deeds. Because trying to search for heroic things to do might be a bad idea.. for bravery comes at times you need to, not when you want to by looking for trouble unless you're a professional like a cop or bounty hunter but still.

Noble deeds is where I need to look for. Helping homeless, donating to charities (and I am saving up for the bats. Not many would consider donating to animals that frighten them in the night), and so much more. Regardless if I am noticed of my deeds, I can't be happy with myself if I do nothing for others whether it'd be a person or animal. Just got to try, one step at a time.

I wonder if you'll get any serious ones, since most of us haven't been put in extremely dangerous situations.
and while reading some threads I have noticed that some couldn't care less about anyone else than themselves

I once beat three guys that were beating down a guy for no reason (or maybe because he came from McDonalds before? ).
I was actually on my way to meet with few friends, saw what was going on and kicked some ass. :)

I don't know if this is heroic but my sister came out about two months ago and my parents kicked her out the house. My parents told me I had to choose between them and my sister. She had nowere to go and I was planning on moving out in a few months to live with a friend and we already had the place to move into (friend of mine's dad owns the building so he was keeping it for us) but my friend and I were saving money for the deposit, so I sold my car for some extra money to cover my half and my friends half of the deposit and we moved in early so my sister would have somewere to stay.

Bit of a bitch that I have to walk/ take the bus everywhere now but my sister is worth it.

I once had to catch a pigeon that flew into my work place with my bare hands. I plucked it right out of the air after it flew at me and then tried to fly the other way and I took that chance to grab it and let it out outside. I still have no idea how it got into the store.

I scared off someone trying to break into my neighbors car.
Those who dont know, im 6'2 and weight 300lbs, built like a football player. Oh, im black too ((Technically mulatto, but i have dark skin)). So when i put on my scary "N*GGAH WAT U DO'IN?" guise and puff up my chest, i tend to chase people off.

Once found a girl, clearly underaged and completely shit-faced, lying in the hall of my dorm. Checked if she was ok or needed any help, no response.
20 minutes later I come to check again and she's face down on the floor.
Luckily, where I live, we get some very basic first aid and CPR training in P.E. class. So I immediatly got to work checking her breath, pulse, etc. Turned out she was in worse shape than I thought so I called her an ambulance and guarded her until it arrived. Luckily she remained stable the entire time so it didn't have to do mouth-to-mouth or whatever but I could have if it had come to that.
Now the part I'm really proud of is that, like I said before, the first aid training we get is VERY basic and it was a looong time ago. So the entire time I was pretty much working off of shards of memories and common sense. But once the paramedics arrived they did the EXACT same things and asked the EXACT same questions to her "friends". (her friends arrived on the scene at some point.) Made me feel like I really saved a life that day, even though she was at no point in truly critical condition.

I never heard from her again though. My guess is she wasn't too pleased waking up in the hospital with 2 very angry parents watching over her. But that's ok because I believe that the most noble thing a man can do is doing the right thing and expecting nothing in return.

As for her "friends", it turned out she was in town because she got invited by the 2 partyanimals living in the same hall as me. They than proceeded to get shit-faced on vodka and when she started to get all quiet they threw her into the hall "for some air". They didn't even know what was up until one of them came out of their room for a piss. Yeah...

I came across a lady who'd gotten her baby stroller stuck in an escalator.
I rushed to her help, failed to achieve anything, and left the task for a bigger, stronger man.

At Download Festival last year I found a pink Blackberry on the ground, after asking the people in the area if they had lost their phone, to their credit none of them lied to claim it. I got to ringing some of this persons contacts to tell them I was going to hand it in to the lost property. The phone has no credit on it so I phone this persons dad on my phone and it turns out that he is at the festival too, the phone is his daughters, so we arrange to meet up so the phone can be returned.

Oh and I frequently save mice from my cats. Though thats because I don't want live mice in my house.

Saved a 4-year-old from being flattened by a bus. Does that count?

staika:
I once had to catch a pigeon that flew into my work place with my bare hands. I plucked it right out of the air after it flew at me and then tried to fly the other way and I took that chance to grab it and let it out outside. I still have no idea how it got into the store.

I hate to break it to you, but it wasn't a pigeon, it was an owl. And it sits on your lap.

i was in Paris over easter and one day saw a young mother who couldn't carry her baby stroller down the stair(because the Paris metro system is like a big fuck you to people with more baggage than a backpack). I rushed to help her, carried her stuff down the stairs and walked away like a boss. I was really scared of her trying to talk to me since my French is lousy and i hate not being able to articulate myself properly.

Sonicron:
Saved a 4-year-old from being flattened by a bus. Does that count?

No, In fact thats a felony.
Of course it counts, Go You! and please elaborate...
*Sits down in front of camp fire, waiting*

Recent: Jump started some strangers car.

Few Months Ago: A large mortar(the fireworks kind, not the military kind) tipped over and pointed toward myself and a few people. The thing was about to went off and the girl next to me froze like a deer in headlights. Basically I brought her to the ground with me and the next instant there were fireballs right where she was standing. Thats the finest moment I can think of.

I have a couple of times helped out friends when we're out, when sometimes a guy just won't take no for an answer. Sometimes it's a quiet word aside, occasionally looking my biggest, putting my arm round them and letting the drunk arse do the maths. Most of the times it's just idiots, but a few times they did look to be getting quite aggressive. Either way, that's about as heroic as I get.

RedBird:

Sonicron:
Saved a 4-year-old from being flattened by a bus. Does that count?

No, In fact thats a felony.
Of course it counts, Go You! and please elaborate...
*Sits down in front of camp fire, waiting*

Not much to tell, really. The kid was playing with a ballon, and the wind snatched it out of his hand and right into traffic; naturally the kid had to have his balloon back, so he chased after it. I was on the other side of the road, saw the bus coming and knew the driver would never be able to stop the vehicle in time, so I sprinted ahead into the road, picked the little guy up about a second before he was turned into gristle and sat him down next to his mom, whom I then proceeded to yell at for two minutes for chain-smoking and yammering away on her cellphone without paying a lick of attention to her son.

The only "heroic" deeds I ever done are the mudane ones like holding the doors for anyone behind me when I want to get out, picking up and return the item that the person drop ahead of me and given up my front row seat in the bus for the elderly and people with baby stroller. Yeah those one aren't exactly the type I feel high and mighty about but it's still a good deed.

I pretty sure I did once done something above average good deed but I can't remember it right now.

Sonicron:

RedBird:

Sonicron:
Saved a 4-year-old from being flattened by a bus. Does that count?

No, In fact thats a felony.
Of course it counts, Go You! and please elaborate...
*Sits down in front of camp fire, waiting*

Not much to tell, really. The kid was playing with a ballon, and the wind snatched it out of his hand and right into traffic; naturally the kid had to have his balloon back, so he chased after it. I was on the other side of the road, saw the bus coming and knew the driver would never be able to stop the vehicle in time, so I sprinted ahead into the road, picked the little guy up about a second before he was turned into gristle and sat him down next to his mom, whom I then proceeded to yell at for two minutes for chain-smoking and yammering away on her cellphone without paying a lick of attention to her son.

You're so dreamy...
You're like batman without the brooding....
:3
(EDIT) No Homo. Weelll....
And I particularly like the ending of this story. I like when Irresponsible parents get shouted at.

RedBird:

Sonicron:

RedBird:

No, In fact thats a felony.
Of course it counts, Go You! and please elaborate...
*Sits down in front of camp fire, waiting*

Not much to tell, really. The kid was playing with a ballon, and the wind snatched it out of his hand and right into traffic; naturally the kid had to have his balloon back, so he chased after it. I was on the other side of the road, saw the bus coming and knew the driver would never be able to stop the vehicle in time, so I sprinted ahead into the road, picked the little guy up about a second before he was turned into gristle and sat him down next to his mom, whom I then proceeded to yell at for two minutes for chain-smoking and yammering away on her cellphone without paying a lick of attention to her son.

You're so dreamy...
You're like batman without the brooding....
:3

Not sure about the brooding, but I'm definitely a cynic. And don't let Batman hear you - he'll smack you upside the head for comparing him with someone who wouldn't stand a popsickle's chance in hell of fitting into his costume.

A neighbour of mine a few houses away had his house set on fire. I only really noticed since I was walking down the street at the time.
Before any of you jump to conclusions, no I didn't charge through the walls of flame and carry him out on my shoulder. However, I heard him banging on the door from the inside (turns out it got stuck or something), so I kicked it in as best I could and broke it from the hinges so he could get out. He's disabled, so before anyone asks why he couldnt dive out a window or something, that would be why.

Sonicron:

RedBird:

Sonicron:
Saved a 4-year-old from being flattened by a bus. Does that count?

No, In fact thats a felony.
Of course it counts, Go You! and please elaborate...
*Sits down in front of camp fire, waiting*

Not much to tell, really. The kid was playing with a ballon, and the wind snatched it out of his hand and right into traffic; naturally the kid had to have his balloon back, so he chased after it. I was on the other side of the road, saw the bus coming and knew the driver would never be able to stop the vehicle in time, so I sprinted ahead into the road, picked the little guy up about a second before he was turned into gristle and sat him down next to his mom, whom I then proceeded to yell at for two minutes for chain-smoking and yammering away on her cellphone without paying a lick of attention to her son.

*Gives badge of heroism*

Well done sir! not many people can say they have saved a life. I like how you gave the woman who doesn't deserve the child she has a good shouting at.

Me? nothing much, I have saved the lives of many small creatures but that's about it. I even kept a couple of them as pets :3

I haven't done anything terribly heroic before, but that's because I have never been in a situation where heroism is necessary. I just try to do as many small things as possible, I let a short girl move in front of me at a concert as I am 6"2 and yesterday I brushed an ant of an old ladies back.... Where is my medal and parade people?

Me and a friend stopped a girl from getting raped by a group of guy while she was drunk (we were also drunk) almost got ugly, but they left in the end.

I was told that I sound like Darth Vader by a group of schoolkids.

I, an 11 stone white skinny guy, can do a really good James Earl Jones impression:

One time my wife asked me to squish a spider, but instead I took it outside and dumped it in the garden.

I like to think that one day, when the time comes, that spider or his descendant will return the favour.

Okay, well there are two things I consider to fit under that heading...

First was 2010, when I was finishing year 13 (I'm in NZ, and while I wasn't a prefect or anything, I was on the school board of trustees), and I was walking from economics across the sports field to the buses. After a while, I'm joined by this year 7 kid...nice guy, friendly and well-meaning, if a little unwise now and then.

Enter a year 10 gentleman who has a history of bullying people. He wanders by us, trips up and falls flat on his face. Unfortunately, this coincided with said year 7 laughing at something. Of course, the year 10 boy in question becomes awfully violent and tackles him, beating the crap out of him. I step in and pull him off, and he proceeds to punch me in the back of the head to no avail as I escort my mate to his bus. The year 10 lad gets on too, and gets together with his friends to try to get me at my stop (the foot of my drive). Against one year 10, I was confident, but against three who actually knew how to fight, I was less so.
Fortunately, the bus driver got wind of it, and as he dropped me off he closed the doors as they tried to follow, and the bus drove off. That year 10 got banned from the bus for a month because of his stupidity, and though his dad tried to threaten me in my own home soon after, eventually he had the good grace to gtfo. I'm still really proud of that, to be honest.

The second event took place last year. I've since started university, and living in the city has been quite different from what I'm used to. However, a few weeks ago I came across an unfortunate scene indeed...this rather angry woman who was beating up her boyfriend because, and I quote "he didn't get me the bracelet I wanted." This was a bit trickier to handle, because I know that there's a lot of fuss about whether a man is allowed to defend himself, or someone else, against a woman. It just gets taken badly. Eventually, however, I pull her off him, and offer to buy the guy a drink. Didn't hear from him again after that. It just looked like he needed a break, bless him.

I saved two kids from drowning in two different situations. The first one was when I was 16 when I was playing with two kids at a public pool. One didn't know how to swim and found himself in deep water. After I sat this kid on the side of the pool, his younger brother, thinking I put him in the deeper water to begin with, kicked me in the head (He was 5, so his kick wasn't hard). The 5 year old was then forced to apologise to me a few minutes later after his father caught wind of it.

The second time I was 19 and at the pools with my family. We were about to leave the pools to get some lunch when I noticed a 3 year old girl (she looked it) flailing near me. I grabbed her and placed her on the side of the pool, where she began to cry. I asked the girl where her mother was as she noticed what happened to her daughter. It turned out said girl was trying to swim after her cousins, who were in the deeper water nearby and thanked me to helping her.

Both of those were particularly special to me, because somebody actually saved me from a watery grave when I was younger too. I don't who he was, but I will be grateful for what he did.

Just kicking some jerks out of my place of work for hassling my cashiers to the point of crying. After he had already paid for his stuff.

ummm...I saved a child from probably getting killed by a tornado once...

I guess that counts.

Helped an old guy from my building get up after he fell down.

Kermi:
One time my wife asked me to squish a spider, but instead I took it outside and dumped it in the garden.

I like to think that one day, when the time comes, that spider or his descendant will return the favour.

Amen, brother. Plus, they eat flies, so that gives 'em double the brownie points in my book.

Found a friendly but incredibly starved and worm-ridden cat dying in a field near my house, took him to vet to be checked out, and had him set up with a good family by the next day. He made me wish I could keep pets at my place.

While I may not look it in my Avatar I was the bully that bullied the bullies through middle school to my final year in high school. It started off as nothing, I just snapped one day and protected a kid from his attacker. Ever since I had kids coming to me for protection which involved me walking them home unless push came to shove (Which it always did). It got to the point to where I was well known for this, I was even supposed to get jumped one day (A bully I had taken care of wanted revenge, paid them) but when they walked up and realized it was me they backed down and tried befriending me. I got off easy because my aunt not only knew the principle personally but had a hand in funding the school, got in serious trouble at high school, but it was worth it. When I look back on it I feel pretty proud of myself, despite the angry parents.

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