Face off in rousing matches of beam-blasting and firm handshaking. With today's Groupon, $9 gets you three 15-minute light-slinging, laser-tag showdowns at Q-Zar, an $18 value. Serve and volley laser bolts across a darkened, fog-filled court in a tense match to see who is master of the laser and has the firmest handshake.
The game starts with a briefing on tactics, rules, and team assignments (if you do not have a cool-sounding nickname prepared, one will be provided). Then buckle into the transformative vests and prepare to be transported into another dimension. You'll run, duck, and shimmy through 5,500 square feet of fog-filled terrain riddled with obstacles and heart-pummeling rock n' roll. Even if you're a terrible shot and an easy target, you'll never have to sit on the sidelines because a computer keeps a running score of hits taken and dispensed. If you're laser is running low on laser juice, recharge your laser pack at the energiser.
Laser tag is an affordable way to live out video-game hero dreams, work out tensions with your roommate, or live out your fantasy of starting a ragtag militia of space marines with Mark from accounting. Instead of cartoon re-runs, treat the kids you baby-sit to a more active adventure, or get a small group together and head over to Q-Zar's location on Dale Mabry Highway—laser tag is great for double dates, office outings, or taxidermy parties.
- Taking fire from all angles, I tried to hide in the lookout tower, until a daring 5-year-old exhorted me to return to the field. Chastened, I followed his tiny lead. Again and again I found my pack flashing, announcing I had been hit. I retreated behind a wall to recover my bearings. To my left, movement. Reflexively, I took aim. At the other end of my barrel, a cute, 30-something blond returned my stare. I smiled. She smiled back. I finally understood laser tag's attraction. – Nathaniel French, St. Petersburg Times
Q-Zar and Sons
When a city-sized, opalescent floating disc appeared above the eastern seaboard in 1978, the military sprung into action, fearing that an alien invasion was at hand. Fortunately, the beings inside were not the first wave of a humanity-exterminating space-hoard, but in fact a dedicated group of small-business owners, bringing us the secret of their most cherished pastime. Here’s Ambassador Q-Zar’s original pitch for building laser-tag arenas on Earth (translated, of course):
- People of Earth: We mean you no harm. We wish only to share with you, the secrets of our most awesome indoor activities. Your primitive scientists have learned to use lasers for medical and optical technologies, neglecting their true purpose: radness. With your consent, we will construct great arenas of artificial smoke, share the secrets of our victory recording IntelliArmor, and, in time, bestow upon you the sacred codenames of our people: Ace, Nighthawk, Starcat, and Digger. I will now activate the Water-Stealing Ray. Don’t worry, it’s just a name.
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