Wondering what was the worst experience you EVER had when playing miniwargaming and 40k in specific.

Mine was my very first match. Told the guy I was a newb and wanted a friendly match. 1000pts.

I brought ablack legion list with lots of chosen, marks and upgrades. Very fluffy and Your dudes (there were Varamar, champion blahblah, fun roleplaying). It was close combat oriented because I found it cool.

Cue him bringing an unbound list, cramming two formations: 1st (read, grav-sternguard) and 10th (read, snipers out of the ass) company taskforces plus tigurius and a unit of grav-centurions. He had organized the terrain so as to make a perfect firing lane and lots of terrain in his side, one building (an imperial bastion) in mine. I of course didn't want to complain because I didn't know yet how to gauge the strengths. When I wanted to use the bastion as ruins he told me that was a fortification and I'd ought to pay for it, so he told me I couldn't use it.
It was a massacre. With the snipers he killed off all my special weapons (2 meltas and a plasma) and bled me. I shrugged it off, being ld10 and/or fearless. Then came the grav and wrecked me. I lasted 2 turns of mine and by the third he had slaughtered me. I had killed a single scout.

To add salt to injury, my brand new tape had been switched by his: it was old, had blue and gold stains in a few little spots and the metal was crooked. He, of course denied the accusation and that served to make myself a bad name in that GW store.

My worst game was when I got my first Shock attack gun. Its was the old metal model. Weighs a good amount. First shoot of the game, I rolled double 6's. This was back when the model was just removed from play. I hit this guys landraider with terminators in it and commander in it. He lost both units. He was so upset. He picked up my big mek and throw him at a wall. Instead of him breaking, it put a hole in the wall. The shop owner was so pissed. Kicked us both out.

I came back the next day. I had to cut a hole in the wall to get my big mek back because he had fell down the wall. I then dry wall patched his wall and sanded it smooth. All the owner had to do is paint the wall. I was not welcome back in the store. The store is now closed.

 Glitcha wrote:
My worst game was when I got my first Shock attack gun. Its was the old metal model. Weighs a good amount. First shoot of the game, I rolled double 6's. This was back when the model was just removed from play. I hit this guys landraider with terminators in it and commander in it. He lost both units. He was so upset. He picked up my big mek and throw him at a wall. Instead of him breaking, it put a hole in the wall. The shop owner was so pissed. Kicked us both out.

I came back the next day. I had to cut a hole in the wall to get my big mek back because he had fell down the wall. I then dry wall patched his wall and sanded it smooth. All the owner had to do is paint the wall. I was not welcome back in the store. The store is now closed.

That owner was an donkey-cave to you, considering what you did and happened I'd even give you thanks.. feth, you cleaned the mess another person made. But well, bygones are bygones.

That's bad, dude.

I hope that the poor experience you had won't put you off the game itself.

 Glitcha wrote:
My worst game was when I got my first Shock attack gun. Its was the old metal model. Weighs a good amount. First shoot of the game, I rolled double 6's. This was back when the model was just removed from play. I hit this guys landraider with terminators in it and commander in it. He lost both units. He was so upset. He picked up my big mek and throw him at a wall. Instead of him breaking, it put a hole in the wall. The shop owner was so pissed. Kicked us both out.

I came back the next day. I had to cut a hole in the wall to get my big mek back because he had fell down the wall. I then dry wall patched his wall and sanded it smooth. All the owner had to do is paint the wall. I was not welcome back in the store. The store is now closed.

Can't say I've ever had one as bad as this. My worst game was during a tournament where my partner and I (both playing Eldar, 6th edition, so there were three Serpents on the table) went up against a Tau army. Now, this army was strong, and I don't mind someone fielding something strong in a tourney. Plus, this was Tau 6th-ed, and they only had two Riptides, instead choosing to flood the field with Piranhas. However, I was positive the guy was using loaded dice. I had never seen dice roll so hot. But hey, some days people get lucky. But then even before the game he called them his "lucky dice" and that no one else was allowed to use them. His partner rolled hot, but had his string of some bad rolls too, but this guy with the "lucky" dice refused to even have them inspected.

The worst part was, I let it get to me. It was just a friendly tournament - no big prizes on the line or anything, so the TO didn't step in when I brought up my concerns privately to them - and I should have just focused on having fun. Instead, I let this guy's maybe-cheating (because, yeah, ultimately I have no proof other than my 15+ years in this hobby giving me that gut instinct) get to me and ruin my day.

EDIT: Just to clarify, I had never ever before accused someone of wilfully cheating or using weighted dice. I've seen hot dice before, where someone can't fail a save and whatnot, and you're both laughing over how unbelievably things are turning out. This is because there's a difference between dice always rolling high, and dice rolling both low and high, but getting the right ones at the right times (like they roll a bunch of 2's and 3's and 4's when going for 2+ saves, but 5's and 6's when going for 5+ saves, so the only dice roll they're actually being lucky in avoiding is a 1, but the distribution of the rolls just lines up perfectly with when they needed them). Hence, the one guy was just rolling hot. The other guy was only rolling high - consistently getting eight or more 4+'s on groups of 10 dice.

Very first game when I started back in 2nd edition, around 1997 or so. I had basically just the starter box (so like two tactical squads) I think maybe a Rhino, maybe Marneus Calgar (because he looked cool), I can't remember but it was your typically wide-eyed newbie badly painted Ultramarines. Anyways, game store said they were doing a 40k night run by a veteran player. 15 year old me was like awesome, so I show up. There's another kid there, he also is just starting out and has Ultramarines too. But wait, there's more. Guy running the game is like okay let's do a 2v1 game, you both versus me. He brings out Space Wolves; these were 2nd edition Space Wolves where your terminators could have a Cyclone Missile Launcher AND an Assault Cannon, and he has a lot of them. He also proceeds to bring out an Armorcast Warhound Titan; I'm like woah is that thing legal to use in the game, I haven't seen it mentioned anywhere in any of the books. He goes sure it's legal, it came with rules (and brings out the Armorcast rules).

Needless to say it was a slaughter and he trashed us both with basically no effort at all.

It was not a very good welcoming to the world of Warhammer 40,000, in fact after that I mostly stayed to playing my brother's Tyranids at home instead of going to the store.

Come to think of it, my first WHFB game around the same time wasn't that great either; not nearly that bad though, but I honestly can't remember a lot of it besides a lot of the players were not only stereotypical gamers (i.e. fat, bearded and smelly) but also were very much the "Oh look a newbie time to bring out the big guns" type of people, rather than be encouraging.

Honorable mention, in WHFB again, goes to a small "league" run by a game store (not the same one as above) where the owner's son fielded a Bretonnian lord on Emperor Dragon and two min units of archers that did nothing, and proceeded to steamroll everybody else in the league, resulting in most of them dropping out so I automatically ended up in the finals against him; I tried to fight him by bringing a Vampire Lord and hoping to get off Hand of Dust (which if I rolled well would have insta-killed him) but rolled one short and lost, but came in 2nd nonetheless. He then used his winnings to buy more MtG cards, which was weird because as the son of the store owner, and also working there, he could have basically gotten anything he wanted. I later heard that, many years later, he basically cheated in a magic tournament the shop had by changing the rules and not telling anyone (not sure how that actually worked, was just what I heard) and then using it to win.

I was long since banned from the store, for yet another "worst experience" story, unrelated to warhammer but I'll throw in as a bonus: At the time they were playing a game called Hackmaster, which was a parody of 1st edition AD&D. The son was, naturally, the most powerful character in the group, and would bully everyone else in-game (and maybe out of game) to be his manservants or he would kill them (in game). They would invite new players to join, give them a "free" magic item, and then proceed to either murder them and/or get them killed to take the item, and when they complained, basically insulted them (taking the joking "serious business" of Hackmaster and making it real) and running them out. One guy almost had a breakdown because he was deathly afraid that they had given his character a magical cursed sword that would betray him, and the son relished in that. Anyways, long story short I posted on the Hackmaster forums asking for some advice to make a character to basically weasel in and get stuff from him (the son was, at the time, a high school friend of mine. Interesting side note he was very smart, milked the system to only have classes on half days because he "worked" at his dad's store, and still dropped out of school senior year because it was "a waste of time"). Anyways, someone who was ran out came to the thread and said what they were doing. People, naturally, said how it was a donkey-cave move, and the company that made the game did an "investigation" and kicked the store out of the Hackmaster Retail Association (which I don't know what it actually entailed). Then the gak hit the fan; people (including the guy who almost had a breadkdown!) came to the thread to insult me, make death threats against me and my family for "ruining" their experience, etc. and I never went back to the store, and it later closed down.

Off the top of my head, taking Abaddon and an attached unit of Terminators, all coming in via deep strike. Only turning up on turn four, most of the rest of my force already wiped out (by nids) only to then have my newly arrived unit hit by a mawloc, losing all bar one of the Terminators and Abaddon taking a wound.
The same mawloc had wiped out a unit of chosen early on (naive me, didn't know)
Still a bit new to the game, but lessons learnt the hard way.
Never used Terminators, Abaddon or chosen since. Boring lists but more competitive games

Wayniac wrote:
Very first game when I started back in 2nd edition, around 1997 or so. I had basically just the starter box (so like two tactical squads) I think maybe a Rhino, maybe Marneus Calgar (because he looked cool), I can't remember but it was your typically wide-eyed newbie badly painted Ultramarines. Anyways, game store said they were doing a 40k night run by a veteran player. 15 year old me was like awesome, so I show up. There's another kid there, he also is just starting out and has Ultramarines too. But wait, there's more. Guy running the game is like okay let's do a 2v1 game, you both versus me. He brings out Space Wolves; these were 2nd edition Space Wolves where your terminators could have a Cyclone Missile Launcher AND an Assault Cannon, and he has a lot of them. He also proceeds to bring out an Armorcast Warhound Titan; I'm like woah is that thing legal to use in the game, I haven't seen it mentioned anywhere in any of the books. He goes sure it's legal, it came with rules (and brings out the Armorcast rules).

Needless to say it was a slaughter and he trashed us both with basically no effort at all.

It was not a very good welcoming to the world of Warhammer 40,000..

Somehow I sense that guy was a massive donkey-cave. I know there's the need to show the meta but... it's cheap and a dick move to bring a titan on an unexperienced player. I'd honestly backpedal at that.

Wow, a guy threw your metal model through a wall? He would have gotten something in return... arrested by cops for criminal damage to property with restitution requested, or a swift kick to the nuts.

That's just ridiculous. The first time I played my imperial knight I played against my buddy who used salamanders. I had saved for a while to buy one and spent days lovingly painting it. My friend got the first turn and drop podded a melta/combi melta sternguard squad just behind it. Needless to say it exploded and took out a large chunk of my dark angels... we had a laugh about it and I never used my imperial knight again. I never even had a thought of throwing his model through my wall, my only thought was I couldn't believe I spent well over $100 on a POS model that is fragile as hell.

Ah, and I remember that in that match I rolled a dice to run the unit when I was in the movement phase because I wasn't going to shoot. He said, after I moved them, that I had finished my movement phase and that it was my shooting phase. He was very anal about it, so I only got to move a D6 on my first turn for the rest of the army.

Big apoc game, like 100k on each side or something. It was the final game of a 6 month narrative. I was the only guy who bought max points but no titans, so I had no D weaponry, and very few ways to deal with titans. I just had gakloads of stuff.

My table partner didn't show up, and my teams warmaster threw me to the dogs, a sacrifice. Put me against the eldar guy with several superheavies, pretty much all the titans and whatever you can think of. His teammate was harlequins. He went from happy and "oh will will be fun, both sides will lose tons of stuff everything will die" to pouty depression when a wave serpent died. He raged, whined, and complained while I was being pulled back and fourth running around trying to move shoot and assault within the time limits. Not having a partner to help was horrible, but then having to deal with all the negativity was just insane.

It was about 12 hours of playing, our team lost, a good chunk of my models broke, one was backhanded and flew across the room. It has soured my entire opinion of the game, players and community. Now all I see are how whiny and entitled everyone is. There are so many local people who just moan about how their army isn't the best, they play nids or CSM and ts 24/7 complaining. I can't stand it anymore, I am super cynical and have to hold my hand and bite my tongue from responding in negative manners. I want to go back to enjoying the game.

I didn't unpack all my stuff for a week, it's been weeks since then and I still haven't done jack squat. which is a big deal considering I used to paint at least a little very night. I'm trying to get back into playing with some friends, smaller friendly games with good people.

I know I should have walked away from the game, but I didn't want to let the +20 other people playing in the apoc game down. I didn't want to be the dude who messed it all up. I know next year I will just sit it out. I looked forward to the event so much, and it was such a horrible horrible disaster for me.

I want to love my hobby as much as I used to again, but I know its going to take time to forget all the frustration and spite from that day. To remember how to ignore all the gak people post and say, and just have a good time with it.

Back in 2E, all I had was RT001 Space Marines, mostly because my (non-existent) money was sunk into what D&D I could get my hands on. Only played infrequently.

I went to the local "club" to play a game. Opponent played Chaos marines/daemons, with a leader (must have been a Sorceror) on a Juggernaut, bunch of Pink Horrors and some Beserkers. I got slapped silly as my marines got turned into Pink Horrors, the horrors I did kill only turned into Blue Horrors and the only missile launcher guy I had that could harm the juggernaut died in the first turn. I was so put off by the game that I didn't pick up playing again until 5th edition, and as soon as I heard of a Grey Knight army, I started collecting them.

Back in 5th I played in an ATC tourney with Necron Night Scythe/ A-Barge, Wraith spam list. I got paired off with a guy playing 5 Land Raiders and minimum guys in each.
The guys slow played me so that my Haywire Cryteks didn't get on the board til we were almost out of time.
He kept moving his LRs, checking sponson LOS and moving them back. Dude had only 5 units yet his turns took over 45mins each, while my turns took less than 15.
I got so made about it that I ended up looking like the A-hole. By the time I realized I needed a judge to come ove, the round was pretty much over with no way to prove what he was doing, I easily should have tabled this guy due to the match-up, but he slow-played for points denial.

He kept saying, "hey you clearly won this one, relax" yet his shenanigans prevented me from getting enough points for my team to advance farther.
This single game made me realize that the Night-Scythe spam lists could not build momentum fast enough and thus I never played the army again.

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 Galef wrote:
Back in 5th I played in an ATC tourney with Necron Night Scythe/ A-Barge, Wraith spam list. I got paired off with a guy playing 5 Land Raiders and minimum guys in each.
The guys slow played me so that my Haywire Cryteks didn't get on the board til we were almost out of time.
He kept moving his LRs, checking sponson LOS and moving them back. Dude had only 5 units yet his turns took over 45mins each, while my turns took less than 15.
I got so made about it that I ended up looking like the A-hole. By the time I realized I needed a judge to come ove, the round was pretty much over with no way to prove what he was doing, I easily should have tabled this guy due to the match-up, but he slow-played for points denial.

He kept saying, "hey you clearly won this one, relax" yet his shenanigans prevented me from getting enough points for my team to advance farther.
This single game made me realize that the Night-Scythe spam lists could not build momentum fast enough and thus I never played the army again.

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Now that's what I call being petty, VERY petty.

 gwarsh41 wrote:
Big apoc game, like 100k on each side or something. It was the final game of a 6 month narrative. I was the only guy who bought max points but no titans, so I had no D weaponry, and very few ways to deal with titans. I just had gakloads of stuff.

My table partner didn't show up, and my teams warmaster threw me to the dogs, a sacrifice. Put me against the eldar guy with several superheavies, pretty much all the titans and whatever you can think of. His teammate was harlequins. He went from happy and "oh will will be fun, both sides will lose tons of stuff everything will die" to pouty depression when a wave serpent died. He raged, whined, and complained while I was being pulled back and fourth running around trying to move shoot and assault within the time limits. Not having a partner to help was horrible, but then having to deal with all the negativity was just insane.

It was about 12 hours of playing, our team lost, a good chunk of my models broke, one was backhanded and flew across the room. It has soured my entire opinion of the game, players and community. Now all I see are how whiny and entitled everyone is. There are so many local people who just moan about how their army isn't the best, they play nids or CSM and ts 24/7 complaining. I can't stand it anymore, I am super cynical and have to hold my hand and bite my tongue from responding in negative manners. I want to go back to enjoying the game.

I didn't unpack all my stuff for a week, it's been weeks since then and I still haven't done jack squat. which is a big deal considering I used to paint at least a little very night. I'm trying to get back into playing with some friends, smaller friendly games with good people.

I know I should have walked away from the game, but I didn't want to let the +20 other people playing in the apoc game down. I didn't want to be the dude who messed it all up. I know next year I will just sit it out. I looked forward to the event so much, and it was such a horrible horrible disaster for me.

I want to love my hobby as much as I used to again, but I know its going to take time to forget all the frustration and spite from that day. To remember how to ignore all the gak people post and say, and just have a good time with it.

I know it may not be much of a salve at this point, but it will get better. The main thing to do is make mental notes as you play people, especially other regular members of your local gaming community. If someone is a donkey cave, or a chronic complainer, or whatever TFG behavior they choose to engage in, note it, finish the game, and resolve to never play them again (outside of tournaments or the like if you prefer, where you don't have a say in who you play).

I've had to have this conversation with several people over the ~15 or so years I've been playing 40k, and it goes something like this:
"I don't want to play you any more till you correct 'X' behavior. This game takes 2 hours or more on average to play and I can find other things I enjoy doing more than spending that time playing you, at least until you fix this issue." I'm always super friendly, and open about where I'm coming from when I tell someone this, and I always do it in private. No need embarrassing someone needlessly in front of a group.

Your mileage may vary, but I would pull back and do some smaller games versus people you know and trust to be good people to play against. Go back to a place you enjoy and find your spark again. Having personally run an Apoc game, they can be nightmarish to deal with. Sorry to hear nobody on the opposing side volunteered to come around and help you push minis. Had I been participating I would have jumped over and been a second set of hands to move models and roll dice with your direction so you weren't having to be pulled in so many directions.

Take it easy for now, and best of luck.

-Red__Thirst-

 Red__Thirst wrote:


I know it may not be much of a salve at this point, but it will get better. The main thing to do is make mental notes as you play people, especially other regular members of your local gaming community. If someone is a donkey cave, or a chronic complainer, or whatever TFG behavior they choose to engage in, note it, finish the game, and resolve to never play them again (outside of tournaments or the like if you prefer, where you don't have a say in who you play).

I've had to have this conversation with several people over the ~15 or so years I've been playing 40k, and it goes something like this:
"I don't want to play you any more till you correct 'X' behavior. This game takes 2 hours or more on average to play and I can find other things I enjoy doing more than spending that time playing you, at least until you fix this issue." I'm always super friendly, and open about where I'm coming from when I tell someone this, and I always do it in private. No need embarrassing someone needlessly in front of a group.

Your mileage may vary, but I would pull back and do some smaller games versus people you know and trust to be good people to play against. Go back to a place you enjoy and find your spark again. Having personally run an Apoc game, they can be nightmarish to deal with. Sorry to hear nobody on the opposing side volunteered to come around and help you push minis. Had I been participating I would have jumped over and been a second set of hands to move models and roll dice with your direction so you weren't having to be pulled in so many directions.

Take it easy for now, and best of luck.

-Red__Thirst-

The worst part is that I knew as soon as I saw the models on the table, I knew it would be a bad game. It had been over a year since I had played the dude. I have refused games flat out in the past, done whatever I have to not to play him and it seemed like he may have changed, but I found out he had not. I wonder if it would have been a bigger fallout to let so many people down as it was to suffer through it. I can't change it though, only move forward. I've started to make a small narrative with a friend, they are smaller, but will build up to normal and large size games. Hopefully when its done I will only have good memories and wont keep thinking about that bad day.
Thank you for the kind words and advice.

 gwarsh41 wrote:
Big apoc game, like 100k on each side or something. It was the final game of a 6 month narrative. I was the only guy who bought max points but no titans, so I had no D weaponry, and very few ways to deal with titans. I just had gakloads of stuff.

My table partner didn't show up, and my teams warmaster threw me to the dogs, a sacrifice. Put me against the eldar guy with several superheavies, pretty much all the titans and whatever you can think of. His teammate was harlequins. He went from happy and "oh will will be fun, both sides will lose tons of stuff everything will die" to pouty depression when a wave serpent died. He raged, whined, and complained while I was being pulled back and fourth running around trying to move shoot and assault within the time limits. Not having a partner to help was horrible, but then having to deal with all the negativity was just insane.

It was about 12 hours of playing, our team lost, a good chunk of my models broke, one was backhanded and flew across the room. It has soured my entire opinion of the game, players and community. Now all I see are how whiny and entitled everyone is. There are so many local people who just moan about how their army isn't the best, they play nids or CSM and ts 24/7 complaining. I can't stand it anymore, I am super cynical and have to hold my hand and bite my tongue from responding in negative manners. I want to go back to enjoying the game.

I didn't unpack all my stuff for a week, it's been weeks since then and I still haven't done jack squat. which is a big deal considering I used to paint at least a little very night. I'm trying to get back into playing with some friends, smaller friendly games with good people.

I know I should have walked away from the game, but I didn't want to let the +20 other people playing in the apoc game down. I didn't want to be the dude who messed it all up. I know next year I will just sit it out. I looked forward to the event so much, and it was such a horrible horrible disaster for me.

I want to love my hobby as much as I used to again, but I know its going to take time to forget all the frustration and spite from that day. To remember how to ignore all the gak people post and say, and just have a good time with it.

I have never had what I'd consider to be a positive experience when playing those massive games. Every time I hear about one being planned I'm like "nope!". I could handle a big battle with maybe up to 6 people, and I'd have to know they have their **** together.

My suggestion? Find a like minded individual and have a smaller game over nice terrain. Actually, sometimes the younger players are great for this. We have some young teenagers here that are clearly in it for the fluff and the sweet models, and it's a great excuse for me to bring less competitive lists built with stuff I don't normally bring. These kids aren't trying to powergame, and often have a better attitude than their more "mature" counterparts.

If I'm lucky I can show up to the club and get a choice between maxed WAAC Tau played by a moody twentysomething or all-jump-packs-all-the-time Blood Angel 30K (all painted!) list played by a grinning 13 year old. One of those games is going to be pulling teeth, and one of them is going to be a fun time.

Only ever played one fun Apocalypse game. That was at Games Day Toronto back when Necrons in 3rd edition were released. And it was fun because you were using like 2 units against another 2 units, and occasionally huge stuff would show up for 5 minutes and kill everything around it.

Oh man there are so many to choose from considering my dice seem to roll 90% either 1s,5s, or 6s games can be interesting. Some games the KFF doesn't fail and I win by a landslide. Others go so poorly that everyone else takes pity. Like when I went to my first tournament. I was playing orks and it was hammer and anvil deployment against artillery IG. I had the green tide and first turn I ran to the middle of the board. He moved some to get in range and such and ended about 10ish inches away with his main body and a few units 2 and 4 inches away. My turn I roll 2 inches for my movement through terrain. I ran 1 inch and then I assaulted because I had called the WAAAAGH.... I rolled double 2s but ok that's fine I can still make the 8 inch charge to the frontline after overwatch. I reroll the one dice and get a 1... So a 1 inch charge and then the pile in bunched the entire tide up and from that point on even with decent moves I was losing so many orks that I was still losing ground. The guy felt so bad too because he had truly wanted a nice glorious combat there and the dice certainly said no.

 gwarsh41 wrote:


The worst part is that I knew as soon as I saw the models on the table, I knew it would be a bad game. It had been over a year since I had played the dude. I have refused games flat out in the past, done whatever I have to not to play him and it seemed like he may have changed, but I found out he had not. I wonder if it would have been a bigger fallout to let so many people down as it was to suffer through it. I can't change it though, only move forward. I've started to make a small narrative with a friend, they are smaller, but will build up to normal and large size games. Hopefully when its done I will only have good memories and wont keep thinking about that bad day.
Thank you for the kind words and advice.

Sounds like you might should have a conversation with this eldar player. Sometimes, people need to be told what they're doing because the genuinely don't realize they're doing it. Other times, they do, and they're beyond expending any more effort to help them improve as people.

I think you did the right thing by toughing it out, though it had a more negative effect on you in the long run. In the future, though, there needs to be some very clearly defined ground rules regarding Apoc scaled games. I learned this lesson the hard way with several tournaments I ran, and then later, when I ran my lone apoc game, it was run with an Iron Fist, no shenanigans were tolerated and everyone was under the clear understanding that if they acted up, they'd get one warning, and then be told to leave. That included having a bad attitude or whining excessively over our toy soldiers and the results of dice rolling. Everyone knew this, and agreed to it, because it's supposed to be fun for everyone, win or lose. If everyone knows the ground rules, and consequences for breaking said ground rules, it makes life a lot easier. Hopefully that lesson I learned the hard way helps your future endeavors regarding larger games or group events.

Get back up on that bronco and keep riding, you'll have good games, especially if you're playing good people who love the game as much as you (and I, and many others here) do. Bad days happen, and good days happen too. The bad days help you appreciate the good ones.

Take it easy for now, and I hope your next game is a blast!

-Red__Thirst-

 Glitcha wrote:
My worst game was when I got my first Shock attack gun. Its was the old metal model. Weighs a good amount. First shoot of the game, I rolled double 6's. This was back when the model was just removed from play. I hit this guys landraider with terminators in it and commander in it. He lost both units. He was so upset. He picked up my big mek and throw him at a wall. Instead of him breaking, it put a hole in the wall. The shop owner was so pissed. Kicked us both out.

I came back the next day. I had to cut a hole in the wall to get my big mek back because he had fell down the wall. I then dry wall patched his wall and sanded it smooth. All the owner had to do is paint the wall. I was not welcome back in the store. The store is now closed.

Wow, I've never played with anyone who got so mad about following the damned rules, especially since there's a less than 1/36 chance of the SAG doing that (factor in being able to hit with it).

Was the model intact? I have a metal SAG and ghaz, and they seem solid enough to survive a trip through drywall, except for the bosspoles.

Did you ever have to play with or see this guy again?

Aside: Even though the land raider was removed from play, would the occupants also be removed from play, or would they make an emergency disembarkation or something? removed from play effects are rare nowadays, but I'm curious how that would be ruled today.

My experience isn't any where near as bad as most here, but recently I had a game set up for me by a friend at 1500 points.

I told him that I wanted to use only painted my painted models (Ultramarines) and that it was wildly low level in power. So I asked him to let my opponent know and to just bring something fun and at that level so the game would be interesting.

Then on the day he shows up with a very competitive top tier KDK army.

It was not only very obvious I had lost (not really worried about losing) but it was more the fact I was very excited to get a game in only to be met with a "net list" and not have an enjoyable game.

I don't have anything against competitive players but I know its not what I enjoy. I know I wont be playing with him again as I don't think he understood that it wasn't fun for both parties, what arguably is the most important part of playing the game right?

Every time I play against Tau.

In my 3rd game of 40k ever. My sister'd high school boyfriend joined us at a party with his eldar army. I played a foot slunging CSM army with units of bezerkers and CSMs. All my models were painted and i wanted to face Eldar for the first time.

His army was 100% long range. He proxied bottle caps for models he didnt own even though he had models he could have played with. The game was on a ping pong table, using pop cans and tissue boxes. Needless to say i had no terrain to hide in but all of his army of eldar bottlecaps were deployed on a 4" tall box that was hard to access.

The game played out and I was tabled before he moved or before any assaults were made.

WORST PART. . . at the end of the game when we were cleaning up, i saw that a hand full of his dice were all 5s. Another handful had four 6s on them. He said something on the lines of "how did those dice get mixed in with mine?"

End of the party i drove him home, his army in my trunk. I dropped him off and didnt return the army for two months. "How did that army get mixed in with mine?"

This post is probably going to sound racist, but it was probably when we did a team battle involving a hardcore zionist who was wearing a yamaka and brought a friend wearing a shirt saying, "I support the actions of Israel". That wasn't really as bad as his abusive attitude and how he's like, "DON'T TOUCH MY DICE!" if you accidentally nudge it a bit. We beat him in the end and I did get some ironic laughs out of the fact that he was forced to pair up with a Pakistani.

2nd story....

My sisters husband Paul, long after her ex bf I mentioned in the last story. Paul's worst game was with me.

His first and last game ever. Marines vs orks.

His ten man tactical marine squad was advancing to his enemy. At 8" away he placed a blast on a large unit of boys and threw a grenade. Between the two units he saw an arrow leading straight back and a roll of 12 caused the grenade to land in the center of his unit. His next roll was all 1s and 2s and most his unit was killed. I told him he can just rethrow the grenade and we can play on but he didnt want to use any modifier or cheat to help him out. His next roll caused his marines to fall back as well as him. He fell back to WOW and never played another GW game. That was almost 10 years ago.

My worst 40K experience....

There was this tiny LGS where I used to live. Only had 2 gaming tables, so they were sort of hotly contested, and it was tough to get a game. You basically had to sign up ahead of time and reserve table space. No problem so far, right?

So a buddy of mine was just getting into 40K, and playing Tyranids. He played at this particular LGS. I didn't, at the time. So we're talking about 'Nids, and he's lamenting how bad they are (this was late 4th edition). He loves the models, but he just can't win, the game won't ever let him get into assault, deployment and moving his models is impossible, etc etc etc....

So I ask him to play a game with me, to give the 'Nids a test drive, see where the problems are happening. He gets out this 3x8 foot play surface, and starts deploying all these termagants. I mean ALL these termagants. Like, at least 120+ termagants. And he's deploying them in concentric rings, with each base touching another, as though they're coming in from Deep Strike, right?

Then he's like "See, here's the problem... the units can't move past each other. Each one is like 8-9 inches wide. So i have to line them up one behind the other, and cross the board that way."

That's when I realize he's set up on the short edge and is preparing to march them longways across the 8' table.

I start talking to him about why is he doing that, etc.... he tells me that the guys at the LGS who teach all the new players have all these house rules, about how 2" coherency is only for Imperial models, and all Xeno & Chaos models need to be base-to-base. And about how the game is always played from short end to short end, and how you need at least 50% of your points to be spent in Troops, and on and on and on....

I set my buddy straight on the rules, and all of a sudden he's having fun and playing the game the way it was meant to be played.

I ask the LGS owner about it later on, and without batting an eye, he tells me "Oh yeah, those guys who play Guard come in every week. They don't like having to share the tables, so they just teach new guys the wrong rules on purpose, so they lose really hard and never come back. That way there's no competition for table space."

Turns out there were like 3 or 4 Imperial Guard players who tried to drive new players away so they could monopolize table space. They told all the new guys to set up at the short end of the table, with all their infantry base-to-base, and then each IG guy dropped like 5, 6 Basilisks on the table, destroyed the new guys, and sent them packing.

Worst 40K experience, knowing that tools like that were ever welcome back in that LGS.

 Ulf wrote:
My worst 40K experience....

There was this tiny LGS where I used to live. Only had 2 gaming tables, so they were sort of hotly contested, and it was tough to get a game. You basically had to sign up ahead of time and reserve table space. No problem so far, right?

So a buddy of mine was just getting into 40K, and playing Tyranids. He played at this particular LGS. I didn't, at the time. So we're talking about 'Nids, and he's lamenting how bad they are (this was late 4th edition). He loves the models, but he just can't win, the game won't ever let him get into assault, deployment and moving his models is impossible, etc etc etc....

So I ask him to play a game with me, to give the 'Nids a test drive, see where the problems are happening. He gets out this 3x8 foot play surface, and starts deploying all these termagants. I mean ALL these termagants. Like, at least 120+ termagants. And he's deploying them in concentric rings, with each base touching another, as though they're coming in from Deep Strike, right?

Then he's like "See, here's the problem... the units can't move past each other. Each one is like 8-9 inches wide. So i have to line them up one behind the other, and cross the board that way."

That's when I realize he's set up on the short edge and is preparing to march them longways across the 8' table.

I start talking to him about why is he doing that, etc.... he tells me that the guys at the LGS who teach all the new players have all these house rules, about how 2" coherency is only for Imperial models, and all Xeno & Chaos models need to be base-to-base. And about how the game is always played from short end to short end, and how you need at least 50% of your points to be spent in Troops, and on and on and on....

I set my buddy straight on the rules, and all of a sudden he's having fun and playing the game the way it was meant to be played.

I ask the LGS owner about it later on, and without batting an eye, he tells me "Oh yeah, those guys who play Guard come in every week. They don't like having to share the tables, so they just teach new guys the wrong rules on purpose, so they lose really hard and never come back. That way there's no competition for table space."

Turns out there were like 3 or 4 Imperial Guard players who tried to drive new players away so they could monopolize table space. They told all the new guys to set up at the short end of the table, with all their infantry base-to-base, and then each IG guy dropped like 5, 6 Basilisks on the table, destroyed the new guys, and sent them packing.

Worst 40K experience, knowing that tools like that were ever welcome back in that LGS.

That's just... WHY WAS THE OWNER OKAY WITH THAT? They're driving customers, money-spending customers, away!

 flukezor wrote:
My experience isn't any where near as bad as most here, but recently I had a game set up for me by a friend at 1500 points.

I told him that I wanted to use only painted my painted models (Ultramarines) and that it was wildly low level in power. So I asked him to let my opponent know and to just bring something fun and at that level so the game would be interesting.

Then on the day he shows up with a very competitive top tier KDK army.

It was not only very obvious I had lost (not really worried about losing) but it was more the fact I was very excited to get a game in only to be met with a "net list" and not have an enjoyable game.

I don't have anything against competitive players but I know its not what I enjoy. I know I wont be playing with him again as I don't think he understood that it wasn't fun for both parties, what arguably is the most important part of playing the game right?

Same thing happened to me. I had the marines from the black reach set and got them all painted and based wanting to try them out. My aunts friend has a gamer group and they practices for ternaments on the reg. His 5th ed Nids were ternament vets. He dropped in his brain bugs to block line of site of my marines, the brain bugs killed a large amount and the pods tenticals killed more. Next turn i deep struck terminators with warlord but the blast got them all. I didnt make a single save. His genestealers flanked right behind me and on turn 3 I was tabled. He had more gaunts then he started with and i couldn't kill anything else.

@JNA: He was more or less OK with the idea that he could sell beginners starter armies before they left. Plus I guess these Guard guys were regulars who spent a LOT of money there, judging by what they put on the table. But that's mostly speculation on my part. I never really frequented the store.

 Ulf wrote:
@JNA: He was more or less OK with the idea that he could sell beginners starter armies before they left. Plus I guess these Guard guys were regulars who spent a LOT of money there, judging by what they put on the table. But that's mostly speculation on my part. I never really frequented the store.

Wow... F those guys. If I was in the area, I'd muscle my way in and take the tables early with a larger group of friends and play nothing but apocalypse all day and all night.

One of my more uncomfortable moments came in 3rd edition during a mega-battle (pre Apoc). This was about a week after GW released new rules in white dwarf that buffed the greater demons. (in the 3.0 chaos book they were pretty weak).

One of the "main guys" popped up a Bloodthirster near our IG lines on turn 2. I had some rough riders run over and lance him down to one wound. He started to say I was cheating, How did I get them to move 9 inches (back then they were the only cavalry that could) and how did I put a Commissar on a horse, as that isn't an option.

I pointed out that the 3rd edition IG codex had a special rule that you could mount a commissar on a horse. He still didn't buy it. The next 6 hours was "fun".

My worst was my 2nd or 3rd Apoc match ever. back in the later days of 5th

It was going to be 3 IG (my armor, and another guys infantry, with another's mixed with more artillery) vs 3 Ork players.

First problem: I didn't own an Apoc book myself (I did own a Baneblade and Shadowsword though, I was young and foolish only knowing their stats from a glance through a book someone else owned and the internet). One of the Ork guys owned and brought an Apoc book.

Second Problem: All 3 orks guys show up with far more then everything I had combined. The other guy IG guys didn't ever show (I can't recall the reasons, but all I remember is they were legitimate reasons like family matters).


Well... They said play anyways (I was fine playing, I got to bring all I had at the time). I wanted to sent up the field long ways with me at the end with the horde of orks coming towards the defensive line of mine. They said no and switched out the super long board the other way so I was stretched out thin with things like 3 stompas literally a foot away from the front of my tanks (i.e nigh everything was nearly in melee range).

They proceeded to drop all these things I had no idea existed, for example, a "pulsa rocket" which did insane things that I later looked up and it couldn't actually do what it did in the battle (turns out it could do them, but they gave it increased range and ST).

Then they also shot my baneblade to pieces from the side stating said baneblade had armor 12 on the sides because it had additional sponsons. I told them it doesn't reduce armor because of the sponsons, removing sponsons increases it to 14 but you do not reduce armor by adding and additional set of sponsons.

The main Ork guy of the trio grabbed the Apoc book and pretended to look through it and flashed a page with a baneblade on it, and before I could read any of it he pretended to read off that it did that walking away from me as I tried to get the book from him to check it.

I knew these guys were throwing me for a loop just to be mean. I called the game early and I never saw them again in the store.

I saw one of them later but I avoided him like the filthy Ork he was. They cheated on purpose and withheld the rule books to prevent me from calling them out (that and it was 3 to 1 with a 20 year old vs 3 30 or 40 somethings).

It was disgusting.

I later got my own Apoc books and IA books to make sure that never happened again. .

 Engine of War wrote:
My worst was my 2nd or 3rd Apoc match ever. back in the later days of 5th

It was going to be 3 IG (my armor, and another guys infantry, with another's mixed with more artillery) vs 3 Ork players.

First problem: I didn't own an Apoc book myself (I did own a Baneblade and Shadowsword though, I was young and foolish only knowing their stats from a glance through a book someone else owned and the internet). One of the Ork guys owned and brought an Apoc book.

Second Problem: All 3 orks guys show up with far more then everything I had combined. The other guy IG guys didn't ever show (I can't recall the reasons, but all I remember is they were legitimate reasons like family matters).


Well... They said play anyways (I was fine playing, I got to bring all I had at the time). I wanted to sent up the field long ways with me at the end with the horde of orks coming towards the defensive line of mine. They said no and switched out the super long board the other way so I was stretched out thin with things like 3 stompas literally a foot away from the front of my tanks (i.e nigh everything was nearly in melee range).

They proceeded to drop all these things I had no idea existed, for example, a "pulsa rocket" which did insane things that I later looked up and it couldn't actually do what it did in the battle (turns out it could do them, but they gave it increased range and ST).

Then they also shot my baneblade to pieces from the side stating said baneblade had armor 12 on the sides because it had additional sponsons. I told them it doesn't reduce armor because of the sponsons, removing sponsons increases it to 14 but you do not reduce armor by adding and additional set of sponsons.

The main Ork guy of the trio grabbed the Apoc book and pretended to look through it and flashed a page with a baneblade on it, and before I could read any of it he pretended to read off that it did that walking away from me as I tried to get the book from him to check it.

I knew these guys were throwing me for a loop just to be mean. I called the game early and I never saw them again in the store.

I saw one of them later but I avoided him like the filthy Ork he was. They cheated on purpose and withheld the rule books to prevent me from calling them out (that and it was 3 to 1 with a 20 year old vs 3 30 or 40 somethings).

It was disgusting.

I later got my own Apoc books and IA books to make sure that never happened again. .

That's not being mean, that's being human garbage. 3 grown ups ganging on a guy who could well be one of their sons is disgusting, nevermind the whole incident with the rulebook, what kind of douchebag does that?

I've never had anything as bad as those stories. The worst are probably army mismatch due to poor balance. Like the last game i was about to face a new guy who wanted to bring IG. So, i got my footslogging orks off the shelf, SAG gun mek, Bubblechukkas...and he happened to have 2 wiverns in a 750 pt game. Needless to say all i had was a sag mek and a couple bubblechukkas in ruins by turn 3.

Not that i feel bad about it, just a bit time-wasted as he didn't even have a glimpse at tactics and stuff like that. Just a severe mismatch with "i win cause i have unit X and you happened to bring unit Y". Well, i intentionally downgraded my ork list to just footsloggas and fun units and he probably had a good time removing a bunch of orks per turn. Also, he didn't expect this cheap vehicles to be THAT good against infantry. So, can't even blame him.

 Ulf wrote:
@JNA: He was more or less OK with the idea that he could sell beginners starter armies before they left. Plus I guess these Guard guys were regulars who spent a LOT of money there, judging by what they put on the table. But that's mostly speculation on my part. I never really frequented the store.

I do seem to notice from a lot of these game store horror stories that the owners tend to turn a blind eye when it comes to people who spend a lot and let them get away practically with murder just because it's usually worth more to them to keep the jerk who spends a lot of money then somebody who doesn't.

there was another thread about flgs horror stories where someone that said how someone was being like extra creepy to them to the point of basically harassment and the owner refuse to do anything because the creepy dude spent more than that person and their spouse combined at the shop.

I have had a few (if you have read the Timmy thread then you will know what I am on about, but here are the high(low?)light games:

My opponent and I where having a 2K game. He wanted to bring his homebrewed character, a chapter master, and I said sure. The Chapter Master later turned out to be a Primarch with about half the stats and soloed half my army within two turns.

Next game, many months later and we are playing 1.5K again. He starts deploying and I watch as more and more stuff is piled on to the board. Eventually, when he starts bringing out this home-brewed unit of special Assault Marines (S5, W2, DS, Shred, Fury, etc) I reach for my super heavy. He promptly puts them away. I should have been suspicious, but I wasnt. The game is horrific, though I get lucky and manage to deal with his Libby conclave early on. Then I pop his Razorback and out comes the Primarch Vulkan. I stared at this aghast. Eventually I managed to pull a win, but I found out afterwards that he had been around 1000+ points over.

Another game, same opponent. He had been whining about my tanks, calling them 'OP' and 'Cheese' and in the end I agreed to do a friendly fun and fluffy mission (his words) in an underground city where the streets where too narrow to let tanks in. So we set up for a mostly Infantry + Walker game and he brings out his stuff. He has 30K Nightlords allied with 40K charadons, complete with Primarch Curze and he Charadon terminator character, an Ironclad squadron, the works. I get utterly hammered and have since refused any other games like this.

Same opponent. By this point I had noticed that he always managed to get invisibility and an other power he wanted when rolling for them (he did it when I was unpacking). So, we are doing a 2K Maelstrom game (he rarely plays anything else) and I have my Thunderer, a Macro Cannon, 2 units of Stormies, an Inquisitor with Servo Skulls, some veterans and 5 Terminators with a termy libby and 5 scouts. He has Charadons with three Vindicators, Chronus in a Terminus ultra, a 3 man Libby conclave, 5 Vanguards with a chaptermaster with jump pack, shield eternal, power weapons, etc, 10th company task force and two las preds. Oh, and a Whirlwind. His libby's get Invisibility and that power that lets you move terrain. The first thing he does is to pile a ruin in front of my bunker and turn his vindicators invisible. And that is how the game continues, with my bunker being buried in ruins whilst he rampages about the battlefield. He than complained when I managed to get invisibility off on my bunker....
I lost and later on found that he had been 600 points over the limit. When another player confronted him about it he claimed we had been playing 2.5K.

Oh, and in one game where he demanded that I did not bring my LoW (A Stormlord) he brought a Typhon Siege Tank.

This same person is, mind you, the person who brought DG flamer spam for a beginners game for a Genestealer Cult player. And who also claims that: Leman Russ tanks are OP, Baneblade chassis are OP and shouldnt be allowed, Macro Cannons are too powerful and I should not bring them against him because he has no counters, Master of Ordnances are OP (they should only have one barrage according to him), IG orders are OP and that we should do timed turns because it takes me too long to do mine despite his insistence at playing massive games and my turns taking less than his.
Oh, and he will never play less than 1500, barring the odd 1250 game, because he claims that it is impossible to build good lists at that level.

Why do you even play against such people.

He seems to have an awful amount of $ to throw at figures. I agree with the poster above. Why is there even examples 3 and 4?

 Ifurita wrote:
He seems to have an awful amount of $ to throw at figures. I agree with the poster above. Why is there even examples 3 and 4?

After discovering he fudges points so hard, why did anyone allow him to actually just set things up without an actual written up list?

Several apocalypse stories here. I would never play Apoc with strangers or a pick up game. The few I have played were super fun, but they were against good friends of mine.

I've been fortunate in that I've only played mainly against friends, so we avoid thelse types of stories.

The only thing I can add is back in 2002/4 (honestly cannot recall exact year) when me (orks) my brother (tyranids) and my cousin (chaos) were playing one of my brothers school friends (blood angels).

He had been playing a few years, despite his young age and so we looked to him for rules advice.

We played with no terrain on a carpet floor as this was like our 2nd game ever. He combats us turn one with death company and Mephiston and then proceeds to jump from squad to squad after killing each one, claiming that he could sweeping advance into another combat. Now I know this was possible in one edition, so he may have been legit on this point.

That aside, none of our attacks back could attack/wound his immortal death squad (because reasons) and they just rolled over all of us for 40mins.

I can't recall the exact details as it was so long ago, but I remember it being a pretty poor experience.

Probably my first game.

It was a local escalation league and all I owned to use was a Farseer and the Eldar Battleforce. This was with a 5th ed codex at during 6th edition.

I had Farseer, 1 squad of Guardians, 1 5 man squad of Dire Avengers, a Wave Serpent, and a War Walker.

My opponent was playing Guard. Command Squad, 2 small units of Guard, and a Leman Russ. The only thing of his that died was a Plasma Gunner, who blew himself up with a Get's Hot. Leman Russes should not be brought in a 500 pt game. I don't think I played another game for like 6 months after that. It was just so unfun and totally demoralizing for a first game.

I've since gotten very used to losing just about every game of every thing I play. I'm a very good first opponent for learner games, since dice games hate me no matter how I try

I can't recall any stories even half as bad as most on this list, but one game in particular stands out in recent memory. It was a tournament and I played against a friend of mine who plays BA. I ran guards and it was the third game of a four game tournament. We had both lost the two previous games but neither minded much. Then this game happened and I just utterly destroyed him. It made me feel terrible because he'd lost his two other games so badly and then I came along to kick him while down. He did some mistakes but mostly got screwed over by the deployment, short side in this mission. Guards vs BA on long tables, of course he would lose. To add insult to injury my only AA gun brought down his 250p flyer by getting a a lucky intercept. The guy's to nice to get mad but I could see him getting down about it and I felt like crap. It was the "40k isn't fun" thing and I didn't want that because the guy is great.

Playing against a friend of mine; he gets stroppy if things go against him, which ruins the fun of the game. If he starts losing badly he'll ragequit as well.

So, whenever I face him - I weaken my lists and make fluffy decisions rather than the tactically sound decisions simply in order to let him have an advantage (he doesn't know I do this) so that we can have a fun game.

Last time, my Company Commander lucked out and killed his beatstick HQ in CQC and he ragequits (even with my army collapsing under his LOW bombardment). One thing didn't go his way and that was GG.

 Nerak wrote:
I can't recall any stories even half as bad as most on this list, but one game in particular stands out in recent memory. It was a tournament and I played against a friend of mine who plays BA. I ran guards and it was the third game of a four game tournament. We had both lost the two previous games but neither minded much. Then this game happened and I just utterly destroyed him. It made me feel terrible because he'd lost his two other games so badly and then I came along to kick him while down. He did some mistakes but mostly got screwed over by the deployment, short side in this mission. Guards vs BA on long tables, of course he would lose. To add insult to injury my only AA gun brought down his 250p flyer by getting a a lucky intercept. The guy's to nice to get mad but I could see him getting down about it and I felt like crap. It was the "40k isn't fun" thing and I didn't want that because the guy is great.

Dice will be dice. I do have sympathy for him, though-while normally it's not that bad to just laugh off the bad stuff (Typhus died to a DROP POD. IN CLOSE COMBAT!) after you've already lost a few games, and in a tournament, I can imagine that that really sucks.

The Big mek with SAG is fine. He was a little bent. I had pinned on the spiny bit and he was assembled with industrial grade glue. I use this to put together my metal minis as it holds really good.

Jathom wrote:
Probably my first game.

It was a local escalation league and all I owned to use was a Farseer and the Eldar Battleforce. This was with a 5th ed codex at during 6th edition.

I had Farseer, 1 squad of Guardians, 1 5 man squad of Dire Avengers, a Wave Serpent, and a War Walker.

My opponent was playing Guard. Command Squad, 2 small units of Guard, and a Leman Russ. The only thing of his that died was a Plasma Gunner, who blew himself up with a Get's Hot. Leman Russes should not be brought in a 500 pt game. I don't think I played another game for like 6 months after that. It was just so unfun and totally demoralizing for a first game.

I've since gotten very used to losing just about every game of every thing I play. I'm a very good first opponent for learner games, since dice games hate me no matter how I try

Ehm, to be honest you DID have the stuff to deal with him: stock up on brightlances. I'm sorry but it seems to me it was more: I didn't think at all, rather than a leman russ' being OP (which isn't) at low points level.

Lord Kragan wrote:

Ehm, to be honest you DID have the stuff to deal with him: stock up on brightlances. I'm sorry but it seems to me it was more: I didn't think at all, rather than a leman russ' being OP (which isn't) at low points level.

It was back than if you didn't have some decent dedicated at.

 kronk wrote:
Several apocalypse stories here. I would never play Apoc with strangers or a pick up game. The few I have played were super fun, but they were against good friends of mine.

I noticed that too. But thankfully, all the other Apoc games I've had were awesome, (except that one I had to leave super early because of my idiot brother). slug matches between two giant IG armies (with GK in there too) and more. That one time didn't deter me. Only made me avoid people like that.

I have another good one, this one about games I was actually a part of.

So my buddy and I (a different guy from my last story) move out to an area where there's an established 40K & WHFB scene. We eventually find our way into the group, and start playing. Nice guys; all reasonable adult human beings who have jobs, know where their showers are, and can put together complete sentences when they speak. Their armies were all really nice, too; well painted, lots of cool conversions, all kinds of good stuff.

But they had this one super weird tendency (tradition? ritual?) when they played games; they always insisted on knowing what the other guy was playing, before selecting armies or building their lists. By comparison, my buddy and I came from a more competitive background, and believed in playing 'all comers' lists, to keep our game sharp, and play as if we were in a tournament environment.

So the guys in this gaming meta would literally show up with no list written and no army selected, and ask you what you'd brought. Then they would tailor a list to face you, to maximize their chances of a win. Which meant between 60 and 90 minutes of additional prep time for even a small, casual game.

Which I guess is not the worst thing in the world (despite being really really odd), but when we started refusing to tell them what we were bringing, they got real bent out of shape, accused us of not playing fair, and then whining to high heaven if/when they lost a game. What my friend and I started doing was printing out our army lists and putting them on the table, face-down, and saying "I'm taking this". So there was no way we were doing anything underhanded.

And these dudes threw a tantrum like I've rarely seen.... LOL.

"How am I supposed to know what to take if you won't show me your list!?!"

"What the h*ll is the matter with you guys?!? That's NOT FAIR!!!"

"How do I know if I should bring anti-tank weapons if I don't know what you're playing?!? You're trying to CHEAT!!!"


...and on and on and on like that.

It got to the point (shortly before we left this group) that we just started straight-up lying to them. But they were obvious lies. Like, for instance I would show up to 40K night, they'd ask what I was playing, and my response would be something like "I brought my Flames of War British tonight." or "My Escher gang." or "Goblins of No-Dan-Kar" or "My dwarf Blood Bowl team".

Never failed to rile them up. LOL It weas equal parts sad and amusing. But it made for weirdly tense, awful games full of passive-aggressive whining and complaining.

Before anyone asks the obvious.... what did they do when playing against each other? They (swear to god) would flip a coin or roll dice to determine who would pick first, and then that person would just more or less lose every single game.

 Ulf wrote:
I have another good one, this one about games I was actually a part of.

So my buddy and I (a different guy from my last story) move out to an area where there's an established 40K & WHFB scene. We eventually find our way into the group, and start playing. Nice guys; all reasonable adult human beings who have jobs, know where their showers are, and can put together complete sentences when they speak. Their armies were all really nice, too; well painted, lots of cool conversions, all kinds of good stuff.

But they had this one super weird tendency (tradition? ritual?) when they played games; they always insisted on knowing what the other guy was playing, before selecting armies or building their lists. By comparison, my buddy and I came from a more competitive background, and believed in playing 'all comers' lists, to keep our game sharp, and play as if we were in a tournament environment.

So the guys in this gaming meta would literally show up with no list written and no army selected, and ask you what you'd brought. Then they would tailor a list to face you, to maximize their chances of a win. Which meant between 60 and 90 minutes of additional prep time for even a small, casual game.

Which I guess is not the worst thing in the world (despite being really really odd), but when we started refusing to tell them what we were bringing, they got real bent out of shape, accused us of not playing fair, and then whining to high heaven if/when they lost a game. What my friend and I started doing was printing out our army lists and putting them on the table, face-down, and saying "I'm taking this". So there was no way we were doing anything underhanded.

And these dudes threw a tantrum like I've rarely seen.... LOL.

"How am I supposed to know what to take if you won't show me your list!?!"

"What the h*ll is the matter with you guys?!? That's NOT FAIR!!!"

"How do I know if I should bring anti-tank weapons if I don't know what you're playing?!? You're trying to CHEAT!!!"


...and on and on and on like that.

It got to the point (shortly before we left this group) that we just started straight-up lying to them. But they were obvious lies. Like, for instance I would show up to 40K night, they'd ask what I was playing, and my response would be something like "I brought my Flames of War British tonight." or "My Escher gang." or "Goblins of No-Dan-Kar" or "My dwarf Blood Bowl team".

Never failed to rile them up. LOL It weas equal parts sad and amusing. But it made for weirdly tense, awful games full of passive-aggressive whining and complaining.

Before anyone asks the obvious.... what did they do when playing against each other? They (swear to god) would flip a coin or roll dice to determine who would pick first, and then that person would just more or less lose every single game.

TLR that LGS was populated by morons.
Which makes me remember that infamous GW I was in and the mental dissonance the players had:

1) ALL guard players spammed russes, always brining pask and wyverns. They all spammed daemonology to get free bloodletters. It was always the spam of this units: tanks, letters and wyverns. They consisted in 50-60% of their army if not more while the rest varied between melta vets in chimeras or... plasma vets in chimeras. Oh once I found an AP2 manticore. Despite the summoning of daemons he called me traitor whenever I played against him, oblivious to the hipocrisy inherent to it when it came down to his army.
2) There was a chaos space marine who thought that thousand sons were competitive and so were land raiders. This was when 7th edition had churned out codex: space marines already. Trying to point out tha they, while fluffy, weren't THAT great, earned me his scorn and said I was a shittty chaos player.

4) There was that donkey-cave whom I fought first time ever. I swear to god: when we were in a campaign there was one guy who accused me of cheating because I brought noise marines and no troops (because those were my troops, I brought a slaaneshi lord and I have explained it TWICE to the opponent). He insisted that I ought to be rescinded the TIE's point and make it a win for him (and since I was away for a couple days, it ended up being that way, even showing them the truth didn't matter). Cue third match of the campaign, I'm playing with a girl and he's monitoring all the movements, correcting hers and not giving a damn about mine (but being snidely about my mistakes afterwards)... mind you this was a competitive (it wasn't meant to, but it had devolved to) scenario, and he was telling her what to do. Worse was when I explained them that jinking gave a cover save and you rolled that save AFTER pen rolls. They didn't understand and called me (again) a cheat, saying that that "interpretation" of the rules favoured me, even though the book said it clearly: you get a 4+ cover save. For feth's sake, the guy operated under the 4th ed rulebook to a large degree.
He was utterly anal about like saying that my chaos lord couldn't get infiltrator via the warlord trait nor that he couldn't join those squads with infiltrator). Last straw was when I, very politedly, asked wether or not I could be allowed to run a skitarii as dark mechanicus allies, dropping the doctrina imperatives (to represent their disconnection with the omnissaiah) but getting pumped to battle brothers for the chaos space marines, and designed a very cool and fun mission (get to the knight, blah blah, it actually could favor him more than me). The guy snarled than me and was all like: this is a fething tournament... even though we had called it a NARRATIVE campaign all along.

To be honest? That store apparently hosted the dregs of the city, those that had been expulsed out of the other ones (for very apparent reasons). Shame, though, as the manager was an angel!

I have zero problems with asking or being asked what army (as in, faction) is being used before starting a game or making a list, but I've never heard of people demanding to know your army list before making their own. That's crazy.

The odd thing about it was that it seemed to be something they'd developed over time, that was just a normal part of their routine. They were real friendly about it up-fromt, they all did it and accepted it.

It was only when they were challenged on it, or somebody refused to do it, that they got so weirdly upset.

ZebioLizard2 wrote:

 Ifurita wrote:
He seems to have an awful amount of $ to throw at figures. I agree with the poster above. Why is there even examples 3 and 4?

After discovering he fudges points so hard, why did anyone allow him to actually just set things up without an actual written up list?

Ifurita wrote:He seems to have an awful amount of $ to throw at figures. I agree with the poster above. Why is there even examples 3 and 4?

Bank of mum....

koooaei wrote:Why do you even play against such people.

To all of the above^ Initially I did not realise and thought I was making mistakes. Oh boy, as soon as I found out things changed. He is now expected to bring a fully written out list, and the one time he didnt (the time after he claimed we where playing 2.5K to a friend) he wanted a 3K game. I turned up with 6K's worth of stuff, including a Baneblade borrowed from said friend and flattened him. He whined and muttered all through the game that I was cheating by borrowing a model and that I was not allowed two SH vehicles (I actually was playing fully bound).
Since then we have made a very good point of checking his lists and crushing him whenever he tries to get noughty.

Picture this,

It's 9am on a sunny December morning in 2001. and a young Z-Ray has walked for an hour to the next town, his school backpack filled with Ork speed freaks. (the only army he has and the one he's been playing for the last year.)
Normally our hero would have to wait until the "regulars" went off to lunch to get a table but not this time, this time "Player-A" had organised a game and promised to save a table. (the manager would let his friends in to claim the tables while he got ready to open.)

He had already set up the table, nothing but rings of GW jungle plants.
I made a comment about the terrain being heavy on jungles...and nothing else.
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule, I can swap any terrain for jungles" (He'd bought the only copy the store got on release the week before)

I accept that and unpack my speed freaks and ask if he wants to roll to see who deploys first.
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule, I can set up in reserve to ambush from the jungle"
...OK...so I set up my entirely mechanized speed freaks on my table edge...against nothing.

I'm the only one with models on the board so I go to move my first Trukk...
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule, the circles are clearings everything else is jungle, you have to roll a dangerous terrain test."
...what?...let me see that...(by those rules my entire deployment zone was dangerous terrain.)
"Can't, I left the book at home, but it's a rule."
at this point it's 9:30 and the other non-regulars have already claimed the next games on the tables so if I quit I wouldn't get another game and still had hour long walk home, so I decide to have a sense of humor and see how bad this could get.

...It gets bad...every one of my vehicles is immobilized on the starting line, but still, his entire army is in reserve if he comes in peace-meal I have a chance to overwhelm him with numbers.
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule, all my reserves come out first turn anywhere in a jungle"
...

Suddenly I'm surrounded, entire army is just 1 inch away from mine.
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule, all my squads have two heavy flamers and three demo charges."
after the barrage of demo charges and tidal wave of flame I have...a mega-armored Warboss left and his army is only 1 inch away, time for some payback
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule, at the end of my turn any of my units in a jungle can go back into ambush"
all his units disappear from the table.
My Warboss as frustrated as I am is left to stomp around the jungle alone for a turn.

His army returns, but, for reasons known only to him he set up way back this time...and his sentinels have lascannons now instead of the heavy flamers he denies using the previous turn.
He walks his sentinels into a clearing and shoots at my Warboss.
I calmly (on the outside at least) inform him that I'm more than 6 inches inside a jungle and can't be seen.
"No both your Warboss and my Sentinels are taller than the trees." is his reply and that's when I notice that these aren't the stores jungle trees, he brought his own...he made them just tall enough to hide a guardsman.
...cover save?...
"I'm using Codex: Catachans, they have a special rule..."

In other words, he wanted to be as petty as possible. Shitbags like that deserve no respect, honestly. Next time I'd have told him: if you have no codex catachan then this is bogstandard guard, capito?
But was ANY of it true or he made gak up?

After looking at the online copy I'm sickened at the filthy manneuvers he pulled, specially considering the fact that the designers themselves told the reader to hand it to their opponents just so they knew about it a priori and they had a fighting chance.

it was 16 years and 4 editions ago so I can't really remember

I think they had a limited ambush from jungles rule
and they could take a heavy flamer as a their heavy weapon choice or a demo charge (which should have scattered)
and I believe there was a special scenario mission with the reversed jungle outline in the book as well (or in White Dwarf)
It was the only time I played him of course.

Amusingly my best game of 40K was not too long after that and has some eerie similarities to that game.

My speed freaks vs a Guard infantry gun line...on a much fairer table
My first turn I rush my Trukks forwards, My Warbosses battlewagon on the far right flank.
His Guard filled his deployment zone edge to edge and blasted every one of my vehicles out from under me.
My Orks are now foot slogging it across the board (3rd ed so no sprinting) getting blasted away until the only unit that makes it into combat is...my Mega-Armoured Warboss at the extreme right of his army.
My opponent, instead of going for the guaranteed win by withdrawing and shooting, puts his faith in the power weapons of his officers and commissars and stands his ground.
Turn after turn of combat ensues with my Warboss krumping his way through 1500pts of guardsmen (game should have ended well before on turns but we wanted to take this too the end)
eventually all that's left are my Warboss and an insanely brave heavy weapons squad with three lascannons on the other side of a small stream...and it's my turn
...I fail the difficult terrain test and can't make it into combat by 2 inches, the warboss goes down to three point blank lascanon bolts.


Many years later I was selling a painted 1500pt marine army and someone said they were interested and asked me to bring it to the store. It was Player-A the cattachan man, but he only wanted to buy the beaky heads (just the heads, not even the whole marine)
I refused.
However, apparently I'd done a bad job gluing some of my marines together. Because when I got home I found some heads had fallen off and gotten...lost.

Never saw him again, thankfully.

So I started 40k on an Eldar Battleforce with the 6th ed Codex, I spent my week painting furiously (If terribly) to get them table-top ready. I call a friend who plays 40k (he's the one who got me into it and helped me choose an army) and ask if we can have a game this weekend, he has family business so I decide I might try a pickup game. So I ask around if anyone would do a 500 point game - Ultramarines player says okay. So I pull out my Waveserpent, Dire Avengers, Guardians, Farseer and single Warwalker - He says to skip the roll and just deploy while he sorts out his army from his bag (He had bought a few thousand points and needed to find the right stuff). Naive new me says okay and deploys. I put my Waveserpent as far forward as possible so I can get my Dire Avengers in range, my warwalker hangs back and I put my Guardians on an objective. While I was busy deploying he pulls out his army - a Librarian (ML1), a Scout Squad with Sniper Rifles and Camo Cloaks, an 8 man Tactical Squad with a Flamer and Combi-Flamer, and a Land Raider. A LANDRAIDER. I've only heard stories of how powerful they are and the only thing in my army that can even hurt it is the twin-linked Brightlance on my Waveserpent.
Turn 1: He steals the Initiative (lucky roll) and goes to town. Blows up my Waveserpent first thing, the Dire Avengers and Farseer are sitting ducks for his snipers, only the Farseer Survives. My Guardians are still out of range but I move them off the objective and into a bit of cover, my Warwalker kills a few scouts because it cant hurt the Landraider, - I already knew I'd lost but I kept playing.
Turn 2: The Tactical Squad gets out of the Landriader, he casts Presience on the Tacticals and drops two Flamer templates on my Guardians. No survivors. Landraider kills my Warwalker just by looking at it. Farseer (no Dire Avengers remain) is killed by snipers.
He took no losses and walked over me.

Much later in my gaming life I was given a Landraider for Christmas, I only collected Eldar but had been thinking about Blood Angels so I thought why not and bought a Battleforce to go with it. Once they were all ready I called someone to ask for a game, I say I want to try out my Blood Angels and that I don't have many so ~750 points, he says sure, but no Landraider because it's too strong for a small game - he then bought a Monolith. Do I need to explain?

 Z-Ray wrote:
it was 16 years and 4 editions ago so I can't really remember

I think they had a limited ambush from jungles rule
and they could take a heavy flamer as a their heavy weapon choice or a demo charge (which should have scattered)
and I believe there was a special scenario mission with the reversed jungle outline in the book as well (or in White Dwarf)
It was the only time I played him of course.

Looking in my own catachan codex all that was true was the 1" deployment....

You have to hope your table has jungle or woodland.... ambush locations have to be drawn on a crudely drawn map into 1' squares with the location already written down... same as booby traps. He "has" to let you read the rules beforehand so you know which units that can scan for ambushing units and booby traps. Hell the rules clearly state you have to let your opponent read these rules before using them. Even then only catachan devils, snipers and patrols get to ambush....

Also it must be a pure deathworld veterans army to use the ambush rules. You add some units into a standard Guard army, but the lists sentinels can only use heavy flamers.

That being said the one time we actually used booby traps and the ambush rule we house rules it to make it easier.... and a lot of the book in terms of the rules are incredibly badly written. Basically the guys was just a cheating scumbag!

Basically the guys was just a cheating scumbag!

That much was abundantly clear, it was just so blatant and excessive that it was almost surreal.
I had never played him before and never did again.

and I was no stranger to cheaters, one of the regulars played marines (using the salamanders list from Codex: Armageddon)
and he was chronic for front to back measurement, misreading dice in his favor (and the quick pick up of successes) and every game with him was the rhino shell game, seriously, in over a dozen games the rhino containing the command squad was always the last to die.
The only thing that made me angry was years later when I saw that salamanders had Int 3 instead of 4 and for all those games my Orks would have been striking first during WAAAGH! rather than simultaneously.

The Catachans game was my worst 40k experience,
my worst gaming experience was very different.

It's a decade later at a different store, a more mature Z-Ray is asked by a friend to help run a doubles tournament for Wings of War (think X-Wing with bi-planes if you don't know the game)
this friend is a school teacher so the tournament is all 13 year olds from his school...and one guy from out of town and his girlfriend.

We have an odd number so I end up paired with the last school boy as well as being an arbitrator.
eight hours later it's the finals, me and the school boy vs the out of towner (his girlfriend had long quit playing and he is flying both planes)

The out of towner puts his planes parallel and performs the same maneuver with both, however they weren't exactly parallel and around turn four his planes had drifted together and they collide. He argues that his intent was clearly to keep them flying in formation and the collision shouldn't have happened.

It goes to the teacher to judge...and he passes the buck back to me to decide, in a game I'm playing in.
I've just spent eight hours telling thirty 13 year olds that they have to play the maneuver they planned and accept the consequences and I say it again.
the out of towner draws damage...one plane explodes and the other is seriously damaged.
I win the tournament...on a bad call from the ref...which was me.

once I had some rest I felt terrible, but of course the guy was from out of town so I couldn't even apologize.
Six years later and I still wonder if there is a thread like this one somewhere where a guy is complaining about a Wings of War tournament.

I'm pretty sure that the Jungle Table rules stated that the entire table was difficult terrain and that any forest templates become impassible terrain.

Thus everything takes difficult terrain tests and can only see things 6 inches away.

His short tree shrubs?... blocked twice their height in those days.

Martel732 wrote:
Every time I play against Tau.

People like you ruin my day, I cannot play tau (my main army) because people at my lgs and my local Gw don't like the army so I am stuck playing an army I'm not 100% on (dark angels) because the people I usually play don't like tau, don't get me wrong if I was taking broken stuff I would understand but I'm not they just don't like the army and I have to use a different one if I want to play 40k

 overlord inspiron wrote:

Martel732 wrote:
Every time I play against Tau.

People like you ruin my day, I cannot play tau (my main army) because people at my lgs and my local Gw don't like the army so I am stuck playing an army I'm not 100% on (dark angels) because the people I usually play don't like tau, don't get me wrong if I was taking broken stuff I would understand but I'm not they just don't like the army and I have to use a different one if I want to play 40k

GW made the battle against Tau such an uphill battle for the have not codices that it's laughable. It's not your fault, but it's not exactly my fault either. The flowchart for Tau for the have not codices it to get shot to death no matter what we do.

Martel732 wrote:

 overlord inspiron wrote:

Martel732 wrote:
Every time I play against Tau.

People like you ruin my day, I cannot play tau (my main army) because people at my lgs and my local Gw don't like the army so I am stuck playing an army I'm not 100% on (dark angels) because the people I usually play don't like tau, don't get me wrong if I was taking broken stuff I would understand but I'm not they just don't like the army and I have to use a different one if I want to play 40k

GW made the battle against Tau such an uphill battle for the have not codices that it's laughable. It's not your fault, but it's not exactly my fault either. The flowchart for Tau for the have not codices it to get shot to death no matter what we do.

Fair point, however I shouldn't be forced to play a different army because I will be accused of a power gamer or TFG for playing an army I like it really irks me because they forget I have been playing than for years the lists I take are ok but nothing spectacular this past edition has been the darkest time In my 40k 'career' I have so much passion for the hobby but can't enjoy it without the ridicule, so while the have not codices may think they have all the problems and in some aspects they do however those codices shouldn't be on top because most of the people who play them have hounded every other player who doesn't out of the hobby.

P.S apologies if it looked like I was targeting you, I wasnt I just have that phrase so much, while everyone is entitled to their opinion I feel like a lot of people hate tau because other people do a d to me it feels unjustified

Tau have a hefty number of blatantly unfair models and mechanics that requires access to even MORE blatantly unfair models and mechanics to compete with. The haves can use invisibility to get around Tau shooting, but the have nots just die.

Martel732 wrote:
Tau have a hefty number of blatantly unfair models and mechanics that requires access to even MORE blatantly unfair models and mechanics to compete with. The haves can use invisibility to get around Tau shooting, but the have nots just die.

Why can't the have nots have invisibility and there are many unfair models besides just the tau codex, also if you don't play them right the army just tanks

 overlord inspiron wrote:

Martel732 wrote:
Tau have a hefty number of blatantly unfair models and mechanics that requires access to even MORE blatantly unfair models and mechanics to compete with. The haves can use invisibility to get around Tau shooting, but the have nots just die.

Why can't the have nots have invisibility and there are many unfair models besides just the tau codex, also if you don't play them right the army just tanks

Orks, Tyranids, BA, etc can't roll on the telepathy table.

Scatterbikes are unfair, but if I drop pod a unit next to them, I get to light them up. Against Tau, you kill me on my turn so I can't even hurt you.

I think it's safe to say that there are very few unfair models or mechanics in the have not codices. Flyrants are a thing, but Orks and BA and the like have got nothing.

Orks have strong fw. Kustom Stompas, gun wagons, Zzad bikes...none of which made it into the codex ofc.

Martel732 wrote:

 overlord inspiron wrote:

Martel732 wrote:
Tau have a hefty number of blatantly unfair models and mechanics that requires access to even MORE blatantly unfair models and mechanics to compete with. The haves can use invisibility to get around Tau shooting, but the have nots just die.

Why can't the have nots have invisibility and there are many unfair models besides just the tau codex, also if you don't play them right the army just tanks

Orks, Tyranids, BA, etc can't roll on the telepathy table.

Scatterbikes are unfair, but if I drop pod a unit next to them, I get to light them up. Against Tau, you kill me on my turn so I can't even hurt you.

I think it's safe to say that there are very few unfair models or mechanics in the have not codices. Flyrants are a thing, but Orks and BA and the like have got nothing.

Works and ba are still better than Da at least they get psykers

 koooaei wrote:
Orks have strong fw. Kustom Stompas, gun wagons, Zzad bikes...none of which made it into the codex ofc.

To be fair some of the stuff in the 5th edition codex barely made it into the new one (Looted Wagon sorta) and even a few of those got lost in the mix (RIP Wazdakka and Old Zogwort ). As for my worst gaming experience it wasn't really a case of a bad player or unlucky game but actually being sick.

Start a 2000 point game as normal playing my Orks and turn 1 is going decently enough. Top of turn 2 my eye area starts to hurt and by the bottom of turn 2 I have a full blown migraine. I'm trying to keep myself going but I am becoming far less focused on the game and more on just trying to manage the pain. By the end of turn 3 I just concede the game stating that I wasn't feeling well and quickly packed up. Got my box-o-orks in the car then proceeded to throw up in the parking lot. That gave me enough relief from the pain to drive home and go through my usual take medicine, hot bath, try to sleep in a cold dark room treatment method for these things. Not the first or last time I've gotten a migraine in the middle of a game (its a chronic thing I have to deal with) but its basically the only time I've had to end the game because of one.

I've had a few bad experiences I'm not sure which I would consider the worst.

Armageddon 3 campaign (of which there is a very old pic of in the gallery... before I grew facial hair lol) I was allied with 2 space marine players and was using my Space Wolves (the ol' HQ every 750pts).
I was up again an old school Necron army and Chaos. The Chaos player was a rather large fellow and the original DakkaDakka was small with very low ceilings. With at least 30+ people in the room he was suffering from the heat.
He had travelled all the way from NY to play and was clearly tired and cranky and the heat wasn't helping. He was incredibly argumentative and he and I were butting heads at every turn. Luckily his partner was one of the friendliest players at Dakka and was able to take me aside and calm me down. That was just a really rough game but we won in the end.

I also had a terrible game against one of those "i painted them as nazi" guard players. He set up all this terrain placements as a circular forest with a bunker in the middle and parked all his tanks in the forests for cover.
I knew I had lost before I placed a model. But I'm no quitter! And I promptly lost.

I also was once asked to play against a SoB player who wanted to try out a "new and fun" list. It turned out to be MSU in meltabacks with melta, melta, multimelta, melta and some melta. I was tabled by turn 3.

Finally, the game that made me quit 40k for 3 editions... New cover rules made true LoS a thing. My FLGS had made it's forest templates with the intention of being able to move a smaller tank under the branches for ease of play.
I didn't realize this meant that the forest templates were basically rough terrain patches as the trees didn't block any line of sight. First turn the Necron army blasted my entire BA army off the table. I haven't played against Necrons since.

Sad that there still exist those jerkholes who feel that totally crushing a newbie into the ground is an entertaining experience. It is a wonder any of those who face this ever continue with the game. That early mention of the jerk who pulled out a warhound titan on newbs was just ridiculous. That guy needed to be smacked by his peers for such behavior.

Also sad that one bad game against a jerk with a given army leads people to not wanting to ever play that army again. I thankfully have a good group of lower power level players to play regularly with. I don't have to worry about the usual obnoxiousness seen by other people regularly. Our single Tau player has one Riptide and that is all. I am the only eldar player. I have a ghost warriors force, but still use the previous codex before they became D weapon spam, and there is no worry of scatter bikes in our group either.

Most of my issues in games have been due to personalities of opponents. I used to hunt down those jerk players in the local metas to crush them in games the way they would crush new players. Always fun watching their faces as their optimized uber force is wiped off the table to a man because they have no tactics other than intimidation which don't work as well on experienced and capable players.

Martel732 wrote:

 overlord inspiron wrote:

Martel732 wrote:
Every time I play against Tau.

People like you ruin my day, I cannot play tau (my main army) because people at my lgs and my local Gw don't like the army so I am stuck playing an army I'm not 100% on (dark angels) because the people I usually play don't like tau, don't get me wrong if I was taking broken stuff I would understand but I'm not they just don't like the army and I have to use a different one if I want to play 40k

GW made the battle against Tau such an uphill battle for the have not codices that it's laughable. It's not your fault, but it's not exactly my fault either. The flowchart for Tau for the have not codices it to get shot to death no matter what we do.

Got to agree with Martel here, Tau are a nightmare army to face. There strengths lie in shooting, so logic dictates that you ditch the slugging war and get straight into melee but:
-So, you want to get into melee? Okay then, try slugging through 3 to 4 turns worth of BS 5 Ignores Cover S 5+ shooting.
-Okay, so that didnt work, lets try transports next..... And cue the S 5+ shooting once more as most transports in the game are shredded by HP stripping glances.
-Well, how about we use an armoured thrust and beat the gak out of them with heavy armour? Oh look, Tau have special formations that let them pimpslap your rear armour.
-Tau player didnt bring said formation? Great, now lets just try to make it through the hordes of JSJ Fusion Blaster suits, railguns and Gundam scale artillery platforms.
-Okay, so that did not work out, lets try an alternate form of delivery - Deep Striking! Okay, so I drop this in here and, wait, you get how many Interceptor shots?!
-Outflanking! Okay then, that didnt work out....
-How about we actually try and slug it out? *Cue several turns of the tau player out ranging and out gunning most opponents*.
-You made it close? Watch as his suits run away a bit, blast you, and then run away some more.
-You finally, either by some miracle, fluke, formation bonus, cheesey special rule or just plain luck got a unit or two within charging range. The tau player overwatches. Cue his entire army (or a significant proportion thereof) shooting up each of your units in turn, oh and because of Tau special rules they are usually doing it at BS 5 Ignores Cover.
-You manage to make it into close combat. But the Tau have Hit and Run.

Long story short, the tau is a shooty army that is also very good at countering its weaknesses and very difficult to engage without Mary Sue grade formations and characters.

 flukezor wrote:
My experience isn't any where near as bad as most here, but recently I had a game set up for me by a friend at 1500 points.

I told him that I wanted to use only painted my painted models (Ultramarines) and that it was wildly low level in power. So I asked him to let my opponent know and to just bring something fun and at that level so the game would be interesting.

Then on the day he shows up with a very competitive top tier KDK army.

It was not only very obvious I had lost (not really worried about losing) but it was more the fact I was very excited to get a game in only to be met with a "net list" and not have an enjoyable game.

I don't have anything against competitive players but I know its not what I enjoy. I know I wont be playing with him again as I don't think he understood that it wasn't fun for both parties, what arguably is the most important part of playing the game right?

Yep, I learned that this week myself. I decided I wanted to try out the new GSC, just bring whatever I have with random upgrades for fun, and I ended up against an Ultramarine Gladius shoved into 1500 points. Anti-tank weapons? Oh, he had 2 pods full of meltas, exactly enough to destroy my 3 vehicles, and the rest were bolters and flamers. I was hosed off the board by turn 3.

 master of ordinance wrote:

Martel732 wrote:

 overlord inspiron wrote:

Martel732 wrote:
Every time I play against Tau.

People like you ruin my day, I cannot play tau (my main army) because people at my lgs and my local Gw don't like the army so I am stuck playing an army I'm not 100% on (dark angels) because the people I usually play don't like tau, don't get me wrong if I was taking broken stuff I would understand but I'm not they just don't like the army and I have to use a different one if I want to play 40k

GW made the battle against Tau such an uphill battle for the have not codices that it's laughable. It's not your fault, but it's not exactly my fault either. The flowchart for Tau for the have not codices it to get shot to death no matter what we do.

Got to agree with Martel here, Tau are a nightmare army to face. There strengths lie in shooting, so logic dictates that you ditch the slugging war and get straight into melee but:
-So, you want to get into melee? Okay then, try slugging through 3 to 4 turns worth of BS 5 Ignores Cover S 5+ shooting.
-Okay, so that didnt work, lets try transports next..... And cue the S 5+ shooting once more as most transports in the game are shredded by HP stripping glances.
-Well, how about we use an armoured thrust and beat the gak out of them with heavy armour? Oh look, Tau have special formations that let them pimpslap your rear armour.
-Tau player didnt bring said formation? Great, now lets just try to make it through the hordes of JSJ Fusion Blaster suits, railguns and Gundam scale artillery platforms.
-Okay, so that did not work out, lets try an alternate form of delivery - Deep Striking! Okay, so I drop this in here and, wait, you get how many Interceptor shots?!
-Outflanking! Okay then, that didnt work out....
-How about we actually try and slug it out? *Cue several turns of the tau player out ranging and out gunning most opponents*.
-You made it close? Watch as his suits run away a bit, blast you, and then run away some more.
-You finally, either by some miracle, fluke, formation bonus, cheesey special rule or just plain luck got a unit or two within charging range. The tau player overwatches. Cue his entire army (or a significant proportion thereof) shooting up each of your units in turn, oh and because of Tau special rules they are usually doing it at BS 5 Ignores Cover.
-You manage to make it into close combat. But the Tau have Hit and Run.

Long story short, the tau is a shooty army that is also very good at countering its weaknesses and very difficult to engage without Mary Sue grade formations and characters.

Based on my experience you have to entice the player to destroy something that looks good but isn't or make your good units very subtle not 100% garuenteed but good enough, that being said I have managed to weather the firestorm that may be because raven wing are toughness 5 but when I played than I couldn't deal with multiple high toughness bodies

Worst 40k-

Earlier this year, after learning that my bad attitude towards BA was weakening my playstyle and decided to stop going soft on people. So, first game with those personnal weaknesses removed...

Lost by nearly twenty points to zero.

Then BSOD'd.

Worst in general-

Yu-Gi-Oh, '06-'07, trying out a deck using VWXYZ..

Back before I stopped competitive gsming. For the uninitated, try mentioning competitive VWXYZ on a Yu-Gi-Oh forum and watch people erupt into laughter.

Dark Hole was temporarily unbanned for the last day (can anyone get me a timeframe?)

Then, this guy insists on looking at cards, reads every card very.... slowly..., but I'm a fast reader so maybe lack of empathy, though I'm sure he was reading slowly.

Decides he won't trade after that, offers to buy cards for very low price...

Uses very noobish (read: anime-based) cards. Uses Dark Magician with very little support, thus using Dark Magicians as beatsticks when his tade binder betrays that he has stronger cards...

Without the themed support cards, he relies on every possible stalling card... without a mill or burn deck, this game isn't exactly fast.

Then it happens! After getting out Dark Magician/Dark Magician Girl combo (a spell card allowing him this was the second Dark Magican support card I'd seen).

For the uninitiated, life points start at eight thousand. There's no way two monsters with a combined total of 4,500 points can be a guaranteed win.

But I Dark Hole them and he continues to complain about how cheap Dark Hole is for the rest of the game - he previously thought it was banned, until it was pointed out the posted ban list was for next six-month period's information (which started next week).

Using a staple card in a very underpowered deck, and him not being clear on the ban list somehow made me an abhorrent person.

(Also, Yu-Gi-Oh games are played best-of-three, so one use of Dark Hole, um...

To top things off, after my last game that week was against him, my very first in the next week's tournament was against him.

A few years back a bunch of us went to a tournament at a local convention that was sponsored by a local game store a little over an hour away..
The guys running the tournament was members of the local store gaming group with matching T-shirts and all..

We get there and find out there was special mission rules with required unit types; some of us had to rewrite our armies
and lucky we brought extra models.. with no notice given online; no Facebook posting, email or anything.. and we registered
for the event..

There was five of us that traveled over and four people from the surrounding area, then four players from the store game group.
That made the teams where uneven, only the players in my group got a bye game... and of course it counted as lower points

First round was a area guy that played the list of the month army hand tabled me.. It was the deadly dark eldar list a few editions
back.. this did not bother me because he wasn't a jerk about it.. and I don't have to win a game to make my life seem like living...

The second game was against a local gaming group guy...
His army list was chicken scratch on note book paper with codes that military deciphers would have trouble with..
the whole army was primed black and he didn't bring his space wolf codex (no one had one either)
Almost the whole game was spent having to call over the judge.. (Store gamer matching shirts) and he would just allow it..
I couldn't tell heads or tails what his army was, he was doing crazy rules like landing drop pods on top of ruined buildings..
with him stating you did not say what kind of terrain that was before the game... so its safe to land there...

And he tabled another guy from our group doing the same things in the third round..
Our guy ended up quitting and wanted to try to kick his butt after the tournament he was so mad..

My third game was against a guy I normally play that I traveled there with.. It was a fun game, just like every game
we played in the past... just wish I could have just played a normal game against a player I didn't know.. I am not a
serious tournament player enjoy gaming,winning is nice but you learn from losing too..

Amazing all three winning places was the local game group and we had one of our guys that is a seasoned adepticon player
with a master painted army that won all of his games that didn't place... After complaining to the store owner.. they gave him third..

Prizes was a few hundred dollars of stuff and all we had to pay was admission to the convention.

Now the local 40k / AoS game scene is the same hand full of guys with matching shirts that scam new players and the store still puts up good
prizes to try to draw in new players... I guess its a good way to get free stuff by killing your community.

Oh..found out later on the drive back looking at the Space wolf codex we bought at the store and going over his list we knew,
the guy was over points in base models alone.. so no telling how many points he really had..

Went to my "friendly" FLGS at great cost for Armada and met the worst scum of the earth player. I think he was a sociopath and if not at minimum biggest creepiest douche in history because of how he treated people and invaded my damn personal space. Talking to all my friends about how they would have handled him and they say they would have all punched him in the face. Thankfully I like to be more diplomatic and scrub my damn brain afterwards and never trust a human being again. Lesson learned. Anyways that is a story for another time and topic a long story with a lot of investigation.

When I was waiting between games with the donkey-cave I talked to some 40k players. One was a nid player and was excited about GSC. I was talking to him about his army telling him I liked his paint job (it was alright) and even gave him a few tips for the GSC which he didn't understand why it was so good. Anyways I hit it off with the people for a minute or so and then I mention I play Tau. The Tyranid player just goes stone faced and looks away from me "My Nids don't like you. I don't like you." Him and the rest of his friends didn't want to talk to me after that.

This is my only experience with a 40k/gaming community. It's pretty clear I'm not wanted there just because of my army choice. It cost me a lot of time and money to get out there for that. What a waste of a day.

Suffice to say I'm going to be painting and collecting from now on. I've given up on playing games with creeps and donkey-caves or worse creepy donkey-caves.

Edit
I play a lot of competitive Overwatch at a very high skill level. Every time some idiot scrub donkey-cave turns someone down just because they don't like x or because they think y is overpowered pisses me off to no end. It's the same thing in 40k. I don't even bring my Stormsurg or Y'vahrah. Only one RIptide and its still "overpowered". I feel like I just want to Magneto all those players off the face of the hobby after being oppressed for so damn long. In overwatch competitive such babyish talk would get you scolded for being an idiot and keep you doomed to the low ranks. Ugh sickens me how people treat each other.

My last game against a Skyhammer Annihilation & Raptor Wing combo. Couldn't do jack. Had a LR, 3 x Grav Centurions and a Culexus. He brought everything in 2nd turn and proceeded to curb stomp me so hard, that, for the first time really, I was thinking about giving up. Simply because I knew that there was nothing I could do against this list, even with everything I had on the table. It didn't helped that my opponent, while being a friend of mine, is one of those unsufferable SM players, who always defend their codex and think that it is still not powerful enough...

I haven't had many negative experiences, but there are some outliers that come to mind.

•This one time, I played against Tau + IG with my Nids. I was tabled turn 2, due to going second, my Tervigon being enfeeble + Railgunned, my Flyrant dying turn one to a Cadre Fireblade + full squad of FWs plus another railgun and a Leman Russ Executioner (It couldn't get into the air turn 1, and I didn't know that at the time, so I deployed poorly)
With all of my large bugs and Zoanthrope dead, I conceded due to having no way of damaging the enemy tanks.

•Playing against Unbound tank IG with a Baneblade, on a 5x8 table... with no terrain. In retrospect, I asked for it when I agreed to that game.

•Catching abuse for playing Tau, up to the point of being accused of playing WAAC for bringing Suits to a learning game against Orks. I won by one point, very close game, but that accusation was a bit much.

•Apparently I'm actually a cyborg from the future. I don't know if that qualifies as "negative" or not.

•I was called a "prancing pixie" and more insults once by some Space Wolves player when he came in. He never came back.

 Verviedi wrote:
I haven't had many negative experiences, but there are some outliers that come to mind.

•This one time, I played against Tau + IG with my Nids. I was tabled turn 2, due to going second, my Tervigon being enfeeble + Railgunned, my Flyrant dying turn one to a Cadre Fireblade + full squad of FWs plus another railgun and a Leman Russ Executioner (It couldn't get into the air turn 1, and I didn't know that at the time, so I deployed poorly)
With all of my large bugs and Zoanthrope dead, I conceded due to having no way of damaging the enemy tanks.

•Playing against Unbound tank IG with a Baneblade, on a 5x8 table... with no terrain. In retrospect, I asked for it when I agreed to that game.

•Catching abuse for playing Tau, up to the point of being accused of playing WAAC for bringing Suits to a learning game against Orks. I won by one point, very close game, but that accusation was a bit much.

•Apparently I'm actually a cyborg from the future. I don't know if that qualifies as "negative" or not.

•I was called a "prancing pixie" and more insults once by some Space Wolves player when he came in. He never came back.

Want to hear a joke?
Being accused of playing WAAC/told you only play OP armies while playing CSM.

Not any real bad gaming experiences myself but I do feel for you

...What.
I don't believe it's possible to run an OP Codex: CSM force.

 Verviedi wrote:
...What.
I don't believe it's possible to run an OP Codex: CSM force.

I got called that once. Apparently noise marines are broken and I got called a WAAC for brining to groups of them while being generous with upgrades. The irony that he ran a min/maxed AM list and spammed malefic wasn't lost on me but very much on him.

That just sounds like the kind of player who believes anything that beats him is cheesy.

Lord Kragan wrote:

 Verviedi wrote:
...What.
I don't believe it's possible to run an OP Codex: CSM force.

I got called that once. Apparently noise marines are broken and I got called a WAAC for brining to groups of them while being generous with upgrades. The irony that he ran a min/maxed AM list and spammed malefic wasn't lost on me but very much on him.

I mean...to be decent as CSM means to throw masses of 1 or 2 specific units down and kit a HQ to like 200-300 points xD
Tau players saying "Oh no, I don't want to play you! You only play WAAC!"



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Would have been different had I allied with Daemons for a Screamerstar

GreenNinjaCactus wrote:

 Verviedi wrote:
I haven't had many negative experiences, but there are some outliers that come to mind.

•This one time, I played against Tau + IG with my Nids. I was tabled turn 2, due to going second, my Tervigon being enfeeble + Railgunned, my Flyrant dying turn one to a Cadre Fireblade + full squad of FWs plus another railgun and a Leman Russ Executioner (It couldn't get into the air turn 1, and I didn't know that at the time, so I deployed poorly)
With all of my large bugs and Zoanthrope dead, I conceded due to having no way of damaging the enemy tanks.

•Playing against Unbound tank IG with a Baneblade, on a 5x8 table... with no terrain. In retrospect, I asked for it when I agreed to that game.

•Catching abuse for playing Tau, up to the point of being accused of playing WAAC for bringing Suits to a learning game against Orks. I won by one point, very close game, but that accusation was a bit much.

•Apparently I'm actually a cyborg from the future. I don't know if that qualifies as "negative" or not.

•I was called a "prancing pixie" and more insults once by some Space Wolves player when he came in. He never came back.

Want to hear a joke?
Being accused of playing WAAC/told you only play OP armies while playing CSM.

Not any real bad gaming experiences myself but I do feel for you

My first experience told me they thought I was a WAAC before I even played a single game.

I've been told by one of the guys in my group that my CSM are OP pretty regularly. I hate being told CSM are OP because "Warp Talons all have lightning claws" and "AP3 Bolters".

Sometimes, the bad playing experience, or in this case just a mild miff doesn't come from the opponent (or at least, directly).

One time we had a 4 vs 4 team game in the local GW store. We were four men to a side, eight players in total. There were a couple of far younger players opposing me directly.
I took a bunch of Space Marines, and the other side consisted mainly of footslogging orks and tyranids. So I deployed my Terminators with stormbolters and an assault cannon way up front, 12" onto the table, a Devastator squad as far back as possible, and some troops here and there. When their troops moved into range, on my turn I shot them. Their remaining troops moved forward again, and I moved back some 4" or so, and shot them again. Their next turn they closed the gap, and I again moved backwards, and shot them. Also note, that this was in the time and edition where running wasn't an option, but a very special rule for very limited amounts of units.
Now, perhaps some of you might think I am "That Effing Guy", especially as there were younger players. I see this as a sound tactic. It worked wonderously, and I didn't have to use special rules shenannigans, or whatever. The players on the other side, however, complained to the store manager about how they couldn't get to me (even though I was nearing my table edge and had very few places to retreat towards by now). For some reason still unknown to any of us (other than having kids whining that the game isn't fun) the opposing side got two extra turns. Out fo nowhere. Something about "the Warp interferes".
The other players on my side were also quite surprised. Especially as they were already locked in close combat and saw all those other orks and tyranids get two turns worth of reinforcements run into those combats. They had been moving forward, actively seeking to engage the orks and tyranids (one Space Wolves player and I believe one other had Blood Angels with many assault squads, hoping to have faced Chaos Marines or some other MEQ). Understandably, two guys on our team packed, and left.



Such was not downright my worst experience (another story, another time, something about Rogue Trader era custom units), but it has been a very clear example of how GW staff can have a heavy hand in ruining fun just because somebody cannot cope with tactics (nor is able to see how that tactic comes to an end at the table edge).

Lo and behold! Story time:

Back to second edition, one of my "friend" of this era talked me into playing this cool game, in the same universe as Necromunda; you should play the alien race, they're like nasty bugs he said, you'll love it! I was 13 or 14 at the time.

You first need to get the propper idea of the setting before the worst game of my life:

We "owned" one "rulebook" (we as in not a single guy in the group owned it, it was a crude photocopy that we shared, we didn't have the templates or anything. Construction mesuring tapes from our fathers and the red plastic rulers from Necromunda was what we used. We played much of Necromunda back in those days as it was cheap and fun.

The group was composed of an ultramarine player, a chaos player, an eldar player and a dark angel player ,the last one being the guy who talked me into 40k. I had no idea what the rules were, I bought the nid codex, an Hive tyrant, a unit of termagants, two lictors, a box of genestealers, one biovore and 3 warriors. I picked the models i tought looked coolest. The friend who talked me into buying nids was a whinning egoistic powerplayer and rules manipulator. He was the one who "taught" me the game, to his advantage of course.

Needless to say, all my models were unpainted, badly assembled with a mix of hot glue and cheap crazy glue.

Enough said, soon came the first game.

I had near 1000 pts of models, but on the first game i got served a "Get your list to 2000 points" the dark angel player said "it will be more fun, you can equip your models with everything and use some old toy as proxy" So here I was with a ramshacle overequiped army including an old transformer to proxy for a carnifex. "Is it ok if I'm over by 5 points?" asked my opponent, and i was ok with it; I was so hyped for my very first game, all i wanted to do was to play!

The battlefield was a pity; a few egg cartons, boxes and other packaging on the carpet floor. We both deployed in the proper order, I tried to maximise all the cover as much as possible, keeping lictors in inflitration. He jammed as close a he could, a few squad of terminator with cyclone launchers, all the models facing different ways, and azrael, of course.

"You cannot depoly your lictors under 18" of my models since they look in every directions, as the infiltration rule" he said, so i got them jumping out of a cover way too far from him when the time came.

I rolled for the first turn and started slowly moving my models toward him, I barely fired anything, the one spore mine I used scattered out of the table. I moved almost everything out of sight behind boxes.

Then his turn came.

He did not move a single model.

"I'm gonna shoot and blow up your cover" he said, "you can do that?" i answered, "of course, this is warhammer 40k, far more deadly than Necromunda, beside these covers only count as wood" he decided promptly "It's easy to blow up"

I was very septical of this, but I didn't own a rulebook back then, and the copy was at another friends house.

So he blew up all my cover, then utterly destroyed my army with cyclone launchers.

Let's say I didn't liked 40K very much that day.

Worst part was, after a few games with the other players in the group and a few more models bought, before I could get a proper revenge with all the rules in hand, he quitted 40k and convinced the rest of the group to also stop playing because the game was too expensive.

I still remember every single details to this day, needless to say I haven't seen this guy in many many years; a good ending.

Fairly new to 40k so not a whole lot of games under my belt yet but I've spent every Saturday for a few months playing.

Any ways my worst experience wasn't really caused by anyone.
It was a six sided every man for himself game we got off the internet called triumph or treachery.
The game itself was fairly fun. Everyone brought 1000 points. I was playing Nurgle CSM and by turn 2 I was shot off the board except for 1 model. I was hiding my lone plague marine behind terrain and just hoping to survive until turn 5 because in this game mode you could still win if you had more "gold" than everyone at the end. So I literally spent 3 turns doing absolutely nothing only to be killed by a DA ravenwing squad running over to kill me and take my gold on the last turn.
If you have ever watched roughly 4K worth of points move around for 3 turns you know my pain.

Worst experience I had in 40k was actually getting into 40k

I loved my Chaos Space Marines, and at the end of it, had collected almost 40k points of them, but not before trying out Eldar, Daemons, Tau and even Regular Space Marines. I was so disappointed in Chaos in general I ventured from my original army and started broadening my collection in hopes of winning, even if barely, just to have a bit of fun outside of terribly balanced mechanics and the standard "Pay to win" army choices I had run into. Hell after dabbling into Forgeworld, I finally realized that playing 40k with competitive people, meant you all should simply play the competitive armies and never look back.

After starting the other armies, I slowly sold off my CSM and Daemons, knowing full well they would never get love and a proper Codex. I sold more and more over the last year and finally have rid myself of all my 40k models aside from the few I have kept because of my time put into Kitbashing them. I look at all these "Rules" that have come out for them, and don't regret for a second selling them off.

The worst experience in my last 10 years of this hobby was literally Collecting the thing I loved most, because some guy in a suite says "Chaos are the bad guys and anyone who plays them should spend more money in order to be on equal grounds as the other guys" So I ask, what is the point in spending money on a hobby that literally, at ever turn, kicks you while you're down? None.

I miss playing, I miss painting, but I don't miss being ostracized because of my chosen army.

Probably my worst 'experience' wasn't a single game but in two clubs.

So here in Boulder, the 40k selection is limited, or it was.

I was either stuck playing at this piece of crap run down half magic/half warhammer store, they had crap terrain (like soda cans and drink holders from mcdonalds) and usually this would be okay if the people were decent, but only about 3 of the 10 or so kids that went there were alright.

One combo of twins constantly whined about how overpowered everything is, another had an extremely poorly painted army that he really didn't care about but used to play net lists with (2+++ jinky ravenguard) and a daemon player who didn't understand the basics of the rules. The worst part was the 'Leader' of the club, a 19-20 year old who was sorta the oldest there so he kinda took charge. Mixed with an incredibly large ego (literally this guy denied the existence of the ferni paradox and didn't understand cellular respiration, which is okay if you don't market yourself as an incredibly talented and smart intellectual). Worst part, I don't want to drop a hard B word but he was extremely abusive to my brother and I simply because we took the hobby so seriously (He got away with this because I guess his 19 beats my 16)

The other store met on Thursdays (not ideal when I have school and the sort) but they had incredibly nice tables and terrain, however, there were about 4 'regulars' two being complete neckbeards (both playing post decurion tyranids and or CSM so they complained all the god damn time). An incredibly friendly Necron player and an awesome Dark Eldar player... But neither of them came to the store regularly so I was very shoehorned with games (as the two bearable players came about once a month so it was very annoying)

Eventually the Gamesworkshop in boulder opened up so now I play there, but it was a very crappy few months for wargaming back then.

~Mikey

Worst experience was when escalation had been rolled into 6th edition and our LGS was trying new things out seeing what worked and what didn't.
so naturally they had a no ban list tournament as a sort of fun one off event.

round one, double transcendent C'tan each with double hellstorm templates. Army was gone in a matter of minutes turn one.

The guy who brought them we nicknamed "swamp frog" for every reason you can imagine. After the event we spoke to him and said

"hey dude maybe dont be that guy next time, aight?"

he respoded by saying: "you think this is the worst i can bring?"

Running mass newbie game where kids would deliberately try to slow play so their opposing team wouldn't get their second turn, people would try throw extra squads on the table while your back was turned. Hell, but they seemed to enjoy it.

Went 0-4 at a GT. Round five I ran into the guy who wanted to 'not place last" at the event.

Honestly, I've never had a really bad experience with people. Luck, I guess. Some of the stories here are just horrifying, though. Makes me leery about trying to get my nephew into the hobby.

I have had some pretty bad experiences injuring myself with my own models, including giving myself a puncture wound with a metal spear that became infected. That was pretty unpleasant!

Maybe even the worst for me? Perhaps.

Oh, if we count modelling injuries, I once cut myself on the Citadel mould line remover. It removed my store manager's ability to say it was impossible to cut yourself on.

 Verviedi wrote:
Oh, if we count modelling injuries, I once cut myself on the Citadel mould line remover. It removed my store manager's ability to say it was impossible to cut yourself on.

Is this also counting the Apocalypse Template frisbee incident?

...I try not to think or talk about that.

Oh, fine. Storytime.
Fact. I am not always intelligent in real life. I'm sure multiple posters on this forum can back this up.
Second fact. The 15" apocalypse template is disk-shaped.

So, I picked it up, and immediately decided to step outside of the store to see if it was throwable as a frisbee. It was. It landed in the middle of a giant, thorny bush. About a meter in. I had to wade through that giant, thorny bush to get it back. My legs hurt for two days, despite the fact that I was wearing thick jeans. I quickly learned to never do that again.

 Verviedi wrote:
...I try not to think or talk about that.

Oh, fine. Storytime.
Fact. I am not always intelligent in real life. I'm sure multiple posters on this forum can back this up.
Second fact. The 15" apocalypse template is disk-shaped.

So, I picked it up, and immediately decided to step outside of the store to see if it was throwable as a frisbee. It was. It landed in the middle of a giant, thorny bush. About a meter in. I had to wade through that giant, thorny bush to get it back. My legs hurt for two days, despite the fact that I was wearing thick jeans. I quickly learned to never do that again.

Thank you for that story.

WHile i had a few beefs with some poeple and some games, it was mostly small things, like one dude had made a mistake on his list and had 3 extra units, but i knew the guy, so i knew it was a genuine mistake.

Another one bailed on me and called me a cheater, because at the time of 3Rd Ed Demons could DS and assault the same turn, so he packed his stuff.

The worst i can remember was in a Tourney back in 4th or 5th?

It was a team Tourney 1000pts each, so a buddy of mine and I decided to go with our respectif favorite armies, my World Eaters, his Thousand Sons.

I Had Kharn, 1 unit of Zerkers, 1 unit of CSM, 1 Termicid, A Raider, Rhinos, 3 Defilers( when they where 150pts each), a bikers squadron and something else, but i don't recall what it was...

He had Arhiman, lots of rubricea, Posseseds, a T DPrince, a pred a vindi some rhinos and some Spawns.

So everything goes pretty smoothly, we get nice points in our first 2 games, we played a Nid and Deldar pair, was an interesting game, we ended up with a comfortable marging of VP's.

Second game Vs an Eldar Deldar pair, game was a bit more tight, but still fun, we cracked some jokes with the guys, ended with a minor victory.

The 3rd game though went weird, we faced a Death Guard Necron pair, the DG was pretty classic, nothing my buddy and i din't expect, a Dprince of Nurgle, lots of Plagues a few rhinos some vindis and a dread.

The Cron guy had 4 Warriors units, 2 Lords with Orbs, and 2 Monoliths, with 3 destroyers.

The Cron guy had a really cool paintjob with nice and intriguing patterns.

So the game is going, why TS buddy as some difficulties with the DG guy, because he passes a lot, and i say a LOT of FnP rolls, but he manage to score VP's with the perculiar scenario conditions( had to get to an objective marker and hold it, it was some kind of computer that we needed to hack to get data, first turn you'll get 3 Vp's for it, second turn you'll get 2 Vp's, then each subsequent tunrs you'll get 1 Vp, i know its a bit weird but hey).

Unfortunatly on my side, the way he deployed his models, first turn he was on the objective and got the 3Vp's.

I proceed to transform his Warriors and lords into scrap metal, with little to no losses, my defilers managed to cripple/destroy his Monoliths, while Kharn and the Zerkers, just plow through the Crons, with their poor combat capabilities.

And here is the weird part.after the CC was finished, there was only his Lord with Orb and 3 Warriors left, he as to roll LD, he fails and flee, i get to run him down, destroy the fleeing models, so it should be it.

For some reason he don't take the models off the board and starts to roll WBB, now the Cron Dex still wasn't updated at the time, but their was a lot of FaQs, he tells me that since he has the Orb he can roll for the WBB, i said yes, at the end of the turn, but since they where fleeing and i sweep advanced they can't anymore they are taken off the table as casualty.

He then proceed to show me the FaQs he has on pdf on his PSP, the thing was so small you could barely read it, i tell him that as suspected he can't do that.

He then calls a judge, we where at the end of the day, the guy was clearly washed and had a few beers, so i hardly see how he managed to read anything on that dudes PSP, but he then says" yeah sure he can do that"...

I'm like okay, never mind he will get 2-3 of them back and i will roll them over again, no biggy.

...He manage to get 8 CRONS BACK UP!!!, then per the rules they join the closesd unit, so my 6 man Zerker squad and Kharn is suddently faced with 18 Crons and 2 Lords, he shots 36 times with his guns, i'm don to 1 Zerker and Kharn, whiel the same happens with his other units and my units.

I manage to assault and still Win, he flees and i run him down again, but because of that "Super Orb" he gets 15 models back up..., it was endless, in the end i had Kharn on his own with like 3 CSM and one Defiler left, when just moments ago i was steamrolling his army.

In the end all of his units where togheter into a super Cron unit of like 35 models, the rapid firing of their gauss guns was just£...urgh...

And thats how we ended up loosing, my other buddies from our club came to see what was going on i explain to them, and the few of them who was Ruleslawyers said that i was right, he shouldn't be able to do it.

The underliyng story is that our group was well knowed on the Belgian toruney scene, and the TO's who where supposedly friends with the Club Chief, din't want any of us winning because of some arguments they had months ago.

The other guys of our club are seasoned Tourney veterans with well oiled lists and they know how to play it, so they din't really run in any predicament, but me and my buddy weren't tourney specialist, so when an issue arised, and the Judge saw an opportunity, he purposfully drove us into the ground with his gakky judgement on the rules...

Well me and my mate still placed 8th, wich was a consolation for me since its my Patron sacred number, but whe could have placed 4th or even 3rd with our points.

Other consolation i had this day, was at the lottery, they hosted a lottery with various prizes, the top prize was a Shadowsword/Baneblade kit, i'm the one who got it and went home with it, so take that y'all fethers!

I never went in a tourney ever again, not only for that reason mind you, but it contributed.

 Slayer le boucher wrote:
Other consolation i had this day, was at the lottery, they hosted a lottery with various prizes, the top prize was a Shadowsword/Baneblade kit, i'm the one who got it and went home with it.

This reminds me of an overall great day for me involving a 40k Rogue Trader tourney.

It was at a Plymouth State College Game Day Event thingy. They had over 100 people playing DnD and their were art contests, Dance Dance Revolution Tourney, MtG games and all kinds of other events.

I had recently gotten a friend of mine into 40k and his first army was Necrons (3.5/4 ed)). I had trained him well and he turned out to be a good painter (fantastic nowadays) and he was extremely excited to play in his first Rogue Trader. The tourney was hosted by the Nadick MA GW.

Saddly for him, his first round was against a another Necron player (who had severe physical handicaps... not being rude, it just slows the game down and ran the clock down) who had it in his head that ANY necron unit could be teleported by any monolith. After arguing the point my friend was like "Fine well play it your way. My turn?" and proceeded to teleport all of his opponents necrons through his own blocked portals, destroying his army. Afterword he said "now do you see why it's only your own models?".

Back to my story, I had my first round against Dark Eldar whom I had never faced before. With cleaver placement and firing lanes I was able to take out his 2++ Lord on first turn and prevent all his Webway portals from deploying to close. My Second round was against Orks who ended up with Best Sportsmen which he rightly deserved. My final match was against... my friend.

Last turn of our game bottom of the inning... all he needed to do was resurrect his Lord and the game was his. Alas, he failed and I won. I ended up with Best Overall and my friend got Best Painted.

Meanwhile, on the otherside of the event I had completely forgotten that I had entered the art contests. The categories were Black an White and Color.

I won both with...

And...


Oddly enough the "prize" was a copy of "How to Draw Fantasy Heroes"

My worst experience was about ten years ago, at a GW store. My friend had driven me there, it was about an hour away.

Once there is apparently *insulted* a staff member by calling his Marines "Ultramarines" (they were ultramarine blue, with white chapter insignia). He challenged me to a battle. I had brought my Khorne CSM. A Daemon Prince, Khorne Terminators, Berzerkers, dreadnought, etc. I recall he had a chaplain on a bike, sniper scouts, veterans, a whirlwind and a vindicator.

We rolled for deployment, which he wins. He forces me to deploy on the side that has a large pit across half the edge, and a set of ruins in the corner that mean I'm effectively forced to deploy within a building, with only a small gap to move through (like, 2 inches wide). I'm not able to move through the ruins because they're impassable. He then proceeds to drop pinpoint accurate artillery fire onto my closely corralled force, because of course, he built the board and so knows the measurements exactly.

It took me a long time to regain any interest in playing after that.

Sudowoodo1 wrote:
My worst experience was about ten years ago, at a GW store. My friend had driven me there, it was about an hour away.

Once there is apparently *insulted* a staff member by calling his Marines "Ultramarines" (they were ultramarine blue, with white chapter insignia). He challenged me to a battle. I had brought my Khorne CSM. A Daemon Prince, Khorne Terminators, Berzerkers, dreadnought, etc. I recall he had a chaplain on a bike, sniper scouts, veterans, a whirlwind and a vindicator.

We rolled for deployment, which he wins. He forces me to deploy on the side that has a large pit across half the edge, and a set of ruins in the corner that mean I'm effectively forced to deploy within a building, with only a small gap to move through (like, 2 inches wide). I'm not able to move through the ruins because they're impassable. He then proceeds to drop pinpoint accurate artillery fire onto my closely corralled force, because of course, he built the board and so knows the measurements exactly.

It took me a long time to regain any interest in playing after that.

I'd have told him to feth off. I mean, what the feth? It's mind-boggling how many cases of GW personnel being asssholes appear in this thread.

My first game was rather unpleasant. Went up against an associate who ran crons. In a 500 pt game, I fielded upgraded termagants, a tyranid prime, and a couple hormagaunts, and maybe a carnifex because that was all I had. He brought an airforce. It was a tourney, and I had been playing for maybe a week or two, when I was encouraged to try this. I learned 2 inch spacing is not enough when your opponent fires chain lightning. In the end, I had one lone termagant survive 3 rounds of shooting perched in a jungle going to ground every turn. Then the game ended and about a week later, the tourney fell apart because 75% of the players dropped. I stayed. No prizes, but then again, no entry fee, so I couldn't complain. This is why I talk to my Nids and not most people.

Wouldn't it be awesome if they started talking back?

Worst gaming experience ever was the time a large overhead light fell on the table and smashed the miniatures.

The person I was playing had Blood Angels with a lot of jump packs. Just about every one of them separated from the model. His Dreads were metal, which meant every piece broke apart.

My CSM Land Raider was damaged beyond repair, and a good number of my troops were knocked off their bases.

The worst part was that the artificial ceiling was coming apart, and a ton of dust was kicked up after everything landed. We had to walk down to the hardware store to get masks so we were not choking on the air in there. The dust covered everything and it was a pain to clean the models afterwards.

 Verviedi wrote:
...I try not to think or talk about that.

Oh, fine. Storytime.
Fact. I am not always intelligent in real life. I'm sure multiple posters on this forum can back this up.
Second fact. The 15" apocalypse template is disk-shaped.

So, I picked it up, and immediately decided to step outside of the store to see if it was throwable as a frisbee. It was. It landed in the middle of a giant, thorny bush. About a meter in. I had to wade through that giant, thorny bush to get it back. My legs hurt for two days, despite the fact that I was wearing thick jeans. I quickly learned to never do that again.

Honestly I would have at least strongly considered doing the same.

I was young, gullible, willing to allow my opponent to show me the game...
It was 2nd ed. 40k, His Dark Angels beat my Harlequines largely because Ezekiel turned my Shadow Seer into a Toad... Turns out my opponent's magic card from Hero Quest or White Dwarf or the Beano wasn't a legit 40k Psychic Power. Like I said I was young and very trusting. And he was an ass.

Martel732 wrote:
Every time I play against Tau.

I feel this way about daemons...oh your re-rolling that save? Oh nothing dies? GREAT GAME.

Copied from the other thread into the more relevant one.

I think I'm ready to share my one and only "friendly" local game store story. I was invited out to play Armada by a guy who moved to town recently to marry his girlfriend he met on the internet. He adds me on facebook and I only take a quick glance at his facebook page. No images of him stand out just internet memes and stuff I only glance and say I'll get a good look at him in the store.

He claims to be a newbie during all of this who has only recently started the game. After we establish contact through the flgs community facebook page we start setting armada battle terms.

It's been months since I've played the game so I tell him I'm a little rusty. I say I want a 300 point game (forgetting 400 is standard). He messages me saying he went over with 9 points over and asks me if its okay. I say sure its a friendly game only if I can go over too. He got mad at first but I think he misunderstood me and I say only up to the 9 over he is at and calms down.

The next day he messages me and asks if its okay if we don't play with objectives since he is a newbie and it confuses him. I say sure but something is going off in my brain about how specific of a request this is. I know as a rebel player I often need to play to objectives depending on my list, but maybe he is geunely trying to learn. At the same time how can you learn if your not abiding the rules? I allow him this but have a bad feeling. I bring a back up list that's got some more potency than my nwbie friendly list.

My list was a Rebel Assault Frigate, Nebulon B, and the Mon Calamary Torpedo Frigate. A very light casual list. I also take some A-Wings and some upgrades here and there like the paragon and the enhanced armaments to try and use my side dice. It's decent but fluffy. Just in case I bring a Mon Calamari Cruiser which is the rebels Star Destroyer equivalent since my bad vibes were on full. I was not going to cheese it out. Also I only had Wave 2 ships and am vastly behind in upgrades and only collect rebel ships so some stuff was not available to me. Not that it mattered since I wasn't net listing. The Mon Cal Cruiser was my insurance since he said we might have time for two games and if I needed to up my list a little. I didn't bring the full breadth of cheesy upgrades for it though and was just going to use what I had in my casual list on it.

Two days before the battle I remember I want 400 points and ask if its cool. He says no and gets mad and taunts me a little over this. He also says one other person is coming and I have to fight with him in a 2 on 1 again a bad sign of him power gaming since two strangers who just meet for the first time ever are not going to coordinate well. On top of this he asks for no turn limit since he wants a pure blast them game.

The day before the game he shows me a picture of his case and he has almost two of every ship in the game Imperial and Rebel and all the new ships as well. And front and center is a great big Star Destroyer. I say to myself he won't use it. What kind of newbie is this? I don't upgrade my army and give him the benefit of the doubt despite getting weird vibes.

We meet and immediately something is really off about this guy. Most nerds I know are pretty reserved folks they don't talk much to outsiders and its really hard to get in with them and their cliques. Can't say I'm an exception or the old guy who turned up was an exception. The old dude clearly was a newbie and barely knew how to use a maneuvering tool. The other guy says he watches tournament videos. In my head I say this is weird since he claims to be a newbie now he claims to have watched the national finals and yes he brings a net list just for such an occasion.

My fears are founded when he plops down that ISD, an Imperial Raider with Moff Tarken in it and is clearly net listing the gak out of his army. My list was a casual list that HAD to play to objectives perfectly to stand a chance against the firepower of an ISD or needed perfect micro.

We are setting up the table and talking. He loves to talk about himself a lot. Most people don't spill their guts out and he is an intense starer but many people like him. My dad drove me up there and I see him lingering around a lot watching my opponent. I said we would be x amount of hours and told him when to be back to pick me up. <y dad leaves but comes back a few times within the hour to check on the weird as feth guy.

Anyways when my dad leaves the first time we talk a bit and introduce ourselves. Then he is searching for a word saying he dressed up as Darth Vader for kids in some ward of the hospital and can't remember the name. It was one of the most important aspects of his life and kept boasting about this and how much joy he brought them. I think this is cool at first but he rally really keeps boasting about this and for someone who did ti for most of his life can't seem to remember it's called the terminal ward.

I tell him "yes it's called a terminal ward" He looks at me with those fething weird eyes and stare and looks me down. He says this and I quote "I worked in the terminal ward and it emotionally devastated and destroyed my mind and soul. I've just never been the same." This is one of the first things he says about himself right after we meet him. I have extensive training in psychology but even without that I would hope this would set off alarm bells in most peoples heads at this point.

He also claims to have cancer and it kind of explains his sickly look. I give him one massive benefit of the doubt since I have no way to yet prove he is lying but I'm getting the feeling he is a compulsive liar and I start to formulate some plans to catch him in some lies. Politely to him I say its great he volunteered and I'm sorry to hear about his cancer ect.

He had a very subtle nervous tick this entire time and with his rather alarming stare its creepy and unnerving. Yet he has a sort of charm and has a few people he is acquainted with very faintly. I don't know how much they know of him but I suspect they have no idea about him.

We're about to play and the weird guy starts to talk. He says how he hates X-Wing and can't put it into words. So I ask if its the power creep and he says not really. Only a little. He hates how rigid it is. In armada he says he can take out any and all rules he wants and customize the game to the way he wants to play. He says customize it to the way he wants to play, but I get the sense he is using it to power game the system and make his own rules. We'll see how right I am soon in the farce of a first game. He makes one last backhanded comment "I don't like playing to objectives. i don't feel a game is a victory unless I kill everything and remove it form the table". Right off the bat this is the first big sign I'm at minimum dealing with a douche since eh games the system from the get go.

I put this out of my mind to focus on the game and I know I'm going to lost. So I plan with the cool old dude on my team. As I figured I didn't tell him everything about how the army was going to work. So I went for a bum rush and he went for a cautious approach.

He was a straight up cheating bastard. If I made a mistake from being rusty I let him know and he fixed the mistake to his damage or card effect ect. He knew every rule for his Imperials perfectly and also I caught him cheating with his firing arcs. He was measuring the arcs from the sides of the vessel and not like an arc. SO basically he could shoot his frontal guns almost completely behind him the way he was doing it which is ridiculous.

I point this out and he gets mad. I ask the newbie for support who is no help as he is a newbie and not sure who is right. This is actually his first game. To try and keep things friendly he makes a few "mistakes" and I catch him. I say ah this is a casual game I'll forgive ya and let him do his thing. I make a few mistakes and this is the line I get when I ask if I can just forgive them this round since I did it for him. He turns to me with anger n his face and his creepy eye stare "No. I don't do that kind of stuff for anyone. I don't let that happen." In my head I'm like then why did you accept mine if your such a rule stickler. So I caught him once more in his greed. At this point I amped up my attitude. No more mistakes. No more mercy.

He was getting rules blatantly wrong, he was rolling accuracies on his dace and he loaded his ship with as much blue as possible meaning every fething hit did tons of minimum damage. In the actual game rolling accuracies never does damage unless you have specific upgrade cards for specific effects and while he did have one of the cards it only affected blue dice and not every other dice int he game. So blatant cheating. I tell him this and look in the rules.

All game I call him on BS from the point of game face on and he looks in the rules. I am usually right but he still refuses to accept a lot of rulings and bitches when I look at the rules, but when he needs t look he gets all the time int he world. I try and look for the accuracies thing but he is impatient and its over so I resolved to let it slide until next game.

He never once fessed up to rule breaking unless caught. At this point I was starting to hide a few of my own advantages.

So he agrees to let me make a new list. And this time its 1v1. Cool old dude is not sure what happened and isn't sure who is right. I make a new list and bust out the much better list (but not the best I could have brought). It will have to do. Mon Calamri Cruiser with Ackbar and a few upgrades, rebel assault frigate, and the mon cal torpedo. Not ideal but I think I can make it work.

Cool old dude says he has to go soon but will watch until he goes. :( I'm stuck along with the creep. He comes back in boasting about how great the Imperials are. At this point I'm beginning to dissect his mind a lot and get in there and I'm afraid. I ask him about his collection and how big it is he says this "Yeah my wife says I have a large collection of minis and have been really invested in this game." I caught him in a lie since he said he was a newbie player who had never played. I had at that point caught him lying all night and was getting a very clear idea of what I was dealing with.

I can't find the rules in time to support my firing arc claims and accuracy die so I have to play at a big disadvantage again since the star destroyers arcs are nuts the way he is playing them and he was getting impatient. I look at his list. I'm also at a big disadvantage from accuracy damage since he auto damages me every turn when he shouldn't be and accuracy effect spams me at the same time. It's definitely going to be an uphill battle. He let me make mine first and then made a counter list and metagamed it. I knew he would and he fell into my trap. Without his precious net lists he would be nothing.

I deploy the Torpedo Frigate in his face and go right up in his face and make an actual error. Should have shot at his general when I had the chance and not the ISD and would have killed it and perhaps won still would a been hard, but I had to plan for contingencies. The second mistake I had made was putting the enhanced armaments on the rebel assault frigate. Last game he had the repair station this time I have it and its surrounded by asteroids. He is an aggressive arrogant person who thinks he is always right so I figure he will charge at me like a noob and his the asteroids and debris fields. My third and biggest mistake was putting my rebel assault frigate on the right too far away form the action where it didn't shoot once all game. If I had not made that mistake I would have beat his cheating ass. But I was rusty from not playing for six months or if I had my uber list I would have taken him down or if he had not been a cheating bastard.

He still didn't want to play to objectives (gee I wonder why).

The torpedo suicide runs him and does outstanding damage to him and he is getting mad. I see hi face change into this horrific face of anger and rage while i'm chill. He can't believe this is happening. Then it moves off the board and is gone. I even get a little cocky myself "Typical Imperial Doctrine". The next few turns proceed with me dishing out more damage than his vaunted ISD, transport, and talking can mitigate. If I had the gunnery teams here and more support cards it would have been over by turn 4. My Mon Cal has also taken a beating and my rebel frigate is a non factor since he is too far. I'm a few damage away from dying.

Cool Old Dude is still here and watching. I bro fist him and he laughs and say rebel tactics are prevailing. Then the freaking cavalry arrives his own acquaintances show up to play Armada too and they are rules veterans. Quite quickly they all take my side of the rules debates, but I'm in a bad spot due to my own tactical blunders. Still some of the damage had been done by the cheating and could not be so easily removed since it had been so long ago. My Mon Cal goes up a lot of wounds and shields and he is starting to shake and get angry and his tick is getting worse.

I let this line drop "I'm definitely not leaving the store without buying something today since I really need to update my army." This makes him mad and he look me in the eye with the same creepy stare.

With the fire arcs on my side me and ackbar pound the gak out of him. On turn 5 and 6 he rams through the debris fields and asteroids and takes him down to 1 health. His fighters came boba gett and other heros and take me out. He ISD was one wound from death and he was real worried. If my rebel frigate had survived the fighter swarm it would have gotten it and all his vaunted power and then I would have won if not for time limits being off. As it was he rigged all the games from the start.

He calms down and says that was all according to plan. I call him on his BS and said you didn't expect most of that to happen since you veered into the asteroids to run away from the Ackbar Cruiser. He was really scared he was going to lose. I tell him I didn't bring my fully good list since I can't afford too much and haven't had reason to want any since no one plays me anymore.

He says I have shown him new cheese. Cool Old Dude stuck around for the whole thing and didn't seem to happy to see the donkey-cave had been fething with him all game. I'm waiting for my ride and treating this more like an interesting social experiment. He keeps creepily offering to give me and/or the old dude a ride home and we obviously don't want to be murdered so decline.

He keeps hanging around me and looking over my shoulder keeping a real good eye on me. I know he wants to see what I'm buying so he can power game next game which will never come. He says bye like 8 times and never leaves. Finally on the last time he says bye and I make sure he leaves the store and see the door shut. I wait 10 minutes and make sure he doesn't come back into the store.

I go up to buy the new Liberty Mon Cal Cruiser in stock. I go up to the counter and I hope to god I'm wrong. I'm getting out my debit card and I vaguely hear the store door open. Then he is right fething behind me at the counter. He is taller than me looking right over my shoulder... "That's a very nice Liberty class cruiser your buying. Best thing you could add to your army really..." Same creepy as feth look and smile on his face. I turn around pissed off a little and give him the dirty eye to get him to back up. I hide my pin code as well since he might have also been there to look at that. He had also grabbed a pop to buy on the pretense of wanting something.

I know right fething now something is seriously wrong with this creeper and intend to investigate a lot of his claims when I get back home. He leaves the store again and I hope to god he didn't slink back in to creep me again. I tell my dad about this and as we talk about this over the next little while I begin to notice he has the behavior patterns of a sociopath. I hope to god I'm not right. I tell my dad who is experienced with the real worst of society and while he doesn't know all the scientific terms he says something about the man was off as soon as he seen him. He says he also looked like a hard core cocaine addict.

I check the guys facebook profile and it says he has only been here for a few months allegedly he moved here to marry his girlfriend. I go back to last years posts and no photos of anyone or announcements. No pictures of any girlfriends, friends, or certainly a wife or wedding planning details.

The only shred of truth the guy told me all night that I can verify is he dressed up as Darth Vader last year, but he wasn't with sick kid he was with his coke buddies according to my dad at least from their drugged out picture of them with guns and knives and one in a clown costume from last year I have to agree he is extremely creepy as feth.

Instantly unfriend him, leave all the FLGS groups I'm in since he could see me there, block his ass, and tell everyone I know about him to watch out for him. No one at the gameshelf knows much about the guy either and he rarely shows up or talks much.

I don't treat these a a loss. I don't even treat these farces as a game. He is one fethed up person who creeps me out. The way he tried to almost hug me from behind at the counter and look over my shoulder was the creepiest moment of my life so far by far.

Anyone got some bad stories to top this. There's more tiny details I'm forgetting more lies and rule breaking but suffice to say I think I've given it enough justice. So anyone got a more fethed up story? >

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He also kept trying to ask where me and the cool old dude lived. I didn't tell him much but if I had known what I had from the start I would not have even said that.

My worst experience is when I stayed up for 30ish hours to get my army painted before a Flames of War doubles tournament. I kept falling a sleep, did terrible and felt bad for the guys I was going against for having to deal with me.

That's downright disturbing. How can someone be so... so disconnected to the others' reactions.

When I was younger I lived in the middle of nowhere so there was only 1 GW for miles, and started going there (I played fantasy back then) there was a particular games workshop employee in NSW who was known for his... anger issues? He was known for his outbirsts, screaming at customers, punching holes in walls, throwing models etc etc there were multiple occasions especially if he lost games to cheesy lists where he would scream at customers untill they left the store never to return again (for obvious reasons). I was fairly young (about 14 to 15) and always polite and positive kid. One day the store was empty and he asked if I wanted a game, I said sure. I played dark elves and he played dwarfs and I was fairly new to the game. Midway through the game he encounters some abyssmal rolls, loses his favourite character and proceeds to throw my sorceress at the wall, screams at me and then walks out the shop, I'm there alone for a good 10 minutes standing there alone untill I decide to pack up and leave, picking up the pieces of my favourite model.

To no surprise I shelfed my barely started dark elf army and never came back after that. Now 8 years later I picked up 40k (had played with a few of my friends armies during those 8 years) now I play daemons and CSM and am having a lot of fun at my local GW. But have zero inclination to play fantasy, I was only 13 and I had a middle age man go ape over some bad dice rolls. Not particularly pleasant but a little bit funny now that I look back at it as a tantrum rather than a mental breakdown.

 Gamgee wrote:
*a whole gak-ton of really creepy stuff*

Sweet feth my good sir, that person sounds down right disturbing. I hope you where not driven away from all the FLGS/clubs in the area.

The same day I went to this flgs a little before the opponent showed up I was talking to a Tyranids player and his friends and hitting it off. We were talking about the new GSC and I was complimenting his paint job on his regular Nids and mentioning how my friend also plays nids. Then I mentioned I play Tau and then he says "My Tyranids don't like you. I don't like Tau." Then he and the rest of them wouldn't talk to me anymore.

Suffice to say I'm not keen on going back to this "friendly" flgs to play games and it's the only one that is close to me like an hour across the city. It costs a lot of money for me to get in to the town and I'm not rich so it took a lot of planning and cash to get into town for this one day and my first day ever. I do know the owners of the store and they seem like the only nice humans in there and they give me discounts on a lot of stuff since I'm such a frequent customer. If it wasn't for that I probably would start shopping online more.

There are only two other flgs in my town and even further drives. One of them the owner hates my guts. I went there when I was younger and he seen that I was a kid and had no idea what kind of money I had or anything. I was looking at the newest edition of 40k Core Rules. It might have even been the collectors edition (I was a 40k noob at the time) but was interested in getting started. I asked him why the book was so expensive in a kind of joking way. Then he looks at my clothes and my dad who is a rough outdoors men type and not the richest looking guy and says "You need to be a rich person to be able to buy this." I don't think it occurred to him that I had enough money to buy it on me and was just trying to start up a conversation. So I left the store that very instant me and my dad. I went back there a few years after again to try and get an anime dvd and he was just as rude again. I don't know what he has against me but my friend gets along with him great apparently.

I've never been to the third and final FLGS since it's been so far out of my way.

Holy feth, Gamgee. I'm glad I don't live in Canada, now.

 Verviedi wrote:
Holy feth, Gamgee. I'm glad I don't live in Canada, now.

- Said no Canadian ever. As if his experience is isolated to the small town of Canada.

I have only ever played against friends and family. I usually try to setup games during a day when both parties are off if we decide to go to a store to play. That way we can play early and I don't have to deal with people(read: children, regardless of age) touching my models or me for that matter, asking me strange personal questions etc. I think this is why I only have one cringey story.

This happened at a GW. I have some disabilities and can't drive, my wife drives me most places. I started a new project and didn't have some of the paints I needed so I asked her to take me to the store. When we get there she drops me off at the door and goes to park the car. When I get in there is probably 8-10 people in the store, 4/6 tables each with lots of dice rolling, banter, laughter and good times. I walk in, staff greets me as usual without asking me if I need help or models. I literally only buy paint at GW stores and he knows it. A minute goes by with me trying to remember exactly which purple I needed, was it genestealer or xereus, when my lady walks in with the list I had made (always make a list) and says "hon you left this on the seat." I thank her and go back to browsing, she stays at my side. I suddenly realize two things, the store is dead quiet and someone is standing behind me. This giant neckbeard, to be fair we are both short, is now "browsing" the paints over our heads. I turn to see who is standing essentially on my cane and see his eyes not on the paint rack but squarely on my wife's chest. I'm no bro but I don't let this go on.

"Hey dude! What army do you play?"
neckbeard "Huh, what?"
"Yeah I saw you playing when I came in, what are you playing."
*wife has moved on to another part of the store unaware of what is actually taking place*
"Tau"
*he is getting noticeably more sweaty and fidgety at this point*
"Oh man that's great! *loud* what do you think of the new dex, what's your take on combined fire?"
"I uh *begins to babble a little bit about bs bonuses* hey I gotta get back to my game."
"Oh are you sure!? you seemed to be buying paint a minute ago and now we're having a conversation, you sure you know what you're doing? I know what you're doing..."*forced laugh*
*he dips back to the table, I buy my paints, we leave and I never tell her what went on besides a seemingly friendly conversation*

Fast forward a year+-, wife has been reading Necron BL books and for the first time in 10 years of being together she wants to try 40k. The one caveat, she only wants to play at home. I guess she probably feels the eyes more than I could ever pick up on.

skycapt44 wrote:

 Verviedi wrote:
Holy feth, Gamgee. I'm glad I don't live in Canada, now.

- Said no Canadian ever. As if his experience is isolated to the small town of Canada.

I think just like in America certain areas can be challenging.
I have a ton of in-laws up in Sudbury which is a mining town.
With a fair bit of logging.
Most of them are "Northern Canadian French" with a fair bit of native blood mixed in.
Rough and tumble does not begin to describe it.
They are terribly short but seem just as wide in the shoulder.
They are INCREDIBLY fun in an almost terrifying way.
Geeks and tabletop gaming can be looked at as terribly strange in those conditions.
Heck, one uncle does battle with beavers: the darn things keep felling trees across his access road to his "camp".
The same one keeps trout as pets in his stocked pond and keeps shooting at Blue herons trying to eat them and forgetting about the trailer and his family getting peppered with the shot...
Another uncle killed a black bear with a log because it was pawing at his lunch (he had witnesses).
When asked why he said "If you were felling trees and working all day you would be hungry too, the bear was lucky I did not eat it right there.". No doubt.
When reality is stranger than fiction, you do not really need the escape of the tabletop hobby.
I am in a much more "civilized" area where the hobby shop can be driven to in 10 minutes or I can take a bus.
Good stories though, I avoid the scary people and bad store owners just don't see my money any more.



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die toten hosen wrote:
"hey dude maybe dont be that guy next time, aight?"
he respoded by saying: "you think this is the worst i can bring?"

OH! was drinking coffee... it is up my nose!
Why did that make me laugh so hard?
It burns!
That is so insanely true!
In his mind, he thought he was being nice.... hehehe.

Truth be told I don't want to judge my fellow Canadians and statistics say one thing, but my own life experience says another. Canada or at least my city is getting worse and fast. I'm not sure if moving will have much point or if it will be like this wherever I go. There are some good people here and there but it's getting harder and harder not to find the bad folk.
I traveled all the way west and up into the north of Canada and what I seen and had happen to me does not convince me Canada is all that great of a country.

I won't say anymore since it's getting too far off topic, but Canada is not the place you want to move. Especially not if your a native american.

Worst gaming experiance I had.
So, last game in a tournament, im coming off a 3 win streak. And these where hard faught wins. So im feeling good, my opponents where nice,
So this last guy, My fething god, he was addicted to his Phone. I was running White Scars Batco, Lotsa Grav. So, he hid his DuneCrawlers, I immobilized one. he tried to pivot it so its gun can hit, Nope, its not turret mounted. He gets pissy and says "So my gun is stuck pointing at a wall?" im like yeah.I also get TONS of re-rolls, but he isnt paying attention so he keeps asking "Why are you scouting, why are you rerolling, why this, why that" and so forth" It finaly came to a head when I had to call a JUDGE over to tell him how hurting a Super heavy works. So his knight blows up, but he doesnt have a blast for it, so it Nukes his models and he doesnt understand how D works he is arguing with me about what models hits other models and i rage quit. a 50/50 split is fine. I didnt pack up my models for like 30 minute until I knew he was gone

 GoliothOnline wrote:
Worst experience I had in 40k was actually getting into 40k

I loved my Chaos Space Marines, and at the end of it, had collected almost 40k points of them, but not before trying out Eldar, Daemons, Tau and even Regular Space Marines. I was so disappointed in Chaos in general I ventured from my original army and started broadening my collection in hopes of winning, even if barely, just to have a bit of fun outside of terribly balanced mechanics and the standard "Pay to win" army choices I had run into. Hell after dabbling into Forgeworld, I finally realized that playing 40k with competitive people, meant you all should simply play the competitive armies and never look back.

After starting the other armies, I slowly sold off my CSM and Daemons, knowing full well they would never get love and a proper Codex. I sold more and more over the last year and finally have rid myself of all my 40k models aside from the few I have kept because of my time put into Kitbashing them. I look at all these "Rules" that have come out for them, and don't regret for a second selling them off.

The worst experience in my last 10 years of this hobby was literally Collecting the thing I loved most, because some guy in a suite says "Chaos are the bad guys and anyone who plays them should spend more money in order to be on equal grounds as the other guys" So I ask, what is the point in spending money on a hobby that literally, at ever turn, kicks you while you're down? None.

I miss playing, I miss painting, but I don't miss being ostracized because of my chosen army.

That really really makes me hurt inside, ever talked about your gaming group about using fanmade codex?, in my group shooty tyranid just to get by is not acceptable (unless you like em that way), so we all agreed for fanmade tyranid, we also agreed using old rules if they were better and made more sense, and talking over codex changes for the sake of units/armies being viable/loveable aslong as its within the relm of fair and awsome. But i guess the damage is done allready since you have sold off much of your stuff :(

skycapt44 wrote:

 Verviedi wrote:
Holy feth, Gamgee. I'm glad I don't live in Canada, now.

- Said no Canadian ever. As if his experience is isolated to the small town of Canada.

I am afraid the taint of that creepy bastard has affected your whole nation.
I'm not being serious, with both this post or the previous one, of course.

My worst gaming experience (while it cannot compare to some of these other stories) still gives me nightmares, not because it was horrible for me, but because it was absolutely horrible for my opponent.

Our FLGS had an informal tradition of letting an experienced players take newbies under their wing and teach them how to play through one on one matches. The experienced player would be able to calibrate the power of their army to make sure that every game was challenging but possible to encourage them to expand their selection and learn better strategies. This would help prevent cases where a newbie gets crushed because their opponent brings their A (or even B) game against someone that is not ready and helps protect against newbie hunting predators
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After playing in the store for a little over a year, the manager suggested that I help teach a new player that had just bought and assembled a few units of orksover a few weeks and was excited to learn the game. Excited by the prospect of being able to help a new player into the game, I whipped up a list that was a copy of his list minus a few upgrades so we were both running two ten man ork boyz and a nobz squad and I talked him through the basics of deploying and how the game goes. After we started playing though, things started to go very wrong as he seemingly could not roll a single success. He whiffed shooting, rolled ones for running and charging, and failed every leadership test sent his way. I couldn't fudge the rolls like our group does sometimes for new players in DnD because half the point of this first game was to teach him what all the dice rolls meant. Against one of the regular players, this game would gone down in legend to be joked about for months, but to the new player I could see the happiness draining out of his face. I called it turn three with most of his force dead or run off the board, tried to explain that he had just had a run of really bad luck, and offered to start a new game. He declined, made some excuse about him needing to get home soon despite having arrived for an afternoon of gaming and playing for only forty minutes, and left never to return.

The thought that I had provided the worst gaming experience for someone and had driven someone away from the hobby was and still is crushing. No one at the store blamed me for the game because, bar cheating and ruining the point of a learning the rules game, there is nothing that I could have done. I still wonder if he is out there regretting trying a game against someone who obviously was seeking on preying on new players and cursing my name.

Reading all these accounts of people's worst games being with newbie hunters certainly doesn't help this particular fear.

 zeragrin wrote:
I have only ever played against friends and family. I usually try to setup games during a day when both parties are off if we decide to go to a store to play. That way we can play early and I don't have to deal with people(read: children, regardless of age) touching my models or me for that matter, asking me strange personal questions etc. I think this is why I only have one cringey story.

This happened at a GW. I have some disabilities and can't drive, my wife drives me most places. I started a new project and didn't have some of the paints I needed so I asked her to take me to the store. When we get there she drops me off at the door and goes to park the car. When I get in there is probably 8-10 people in the store, 4/6 tables each with lots of dice rolling, banter, laughter and good times. I walk in, staff greets me as usual without asking me if I need help or models. I literally only buy paint at GW stores and he knows it. A minute goes by with me trying to remember exactly which purple I needed, was it genestealer or xereus, when my lady walks in with the list I had made (always make a list) and says "hon you left this on the seat." I thank her and go back to browsing, she stays at my side. I suddenly realize two things, the store is dead quiet and someone is standing behind me. This giant neckbeard, to be fair we are both short, is now "browsing" the paints over our heads. I turn to see who is standing essentially on my cane and see his eyes not on the paint rack but squarely on my wife's chest. I'm no bro but I don't let this go on.

"Hey dude! What army do you play?"
neckbeard "Huh, what?"
"Yeah I saw you playing when I came in, what are you playing."
*wife has moved on to another part of the store unaware of what is actually taking place*
"Tau"
*he is getting noticeably more sweaty and fidgety at this point*
"Oh man that's great! *loud* what do you think of the new dex, what's your take on combined fire?"
"I uh *begins to babble a little bit about bs bonuses* hey I gotta get back to my game."
"Oh are you sure!? you seemed to be buying paint a minute ago and now we're having a conversation, you sure you know what you're doing? I know what you're doing..."*forced laugh*
*he dips back to the table, I buy my paints, we leave and I never tell her what went on besides a seemingly friendly conversation*

Fast forward a year+-, wife has been reading Necron BL books and for the first time in 10 years of being together she wants to try 40k. The one caveat, she only wants to play at home. I guess she probably feels the eyes more than I could ever pick up on.

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

Because they do, only that there are people who don't, simple as that. Seriously, where you that desperate to strawman people?

 ZergSmasher wrote:

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

Exalted. I only wish I could exalt it more!

Its crazy, i had my girlfriend around most hobby areas, we both never noticed anything here in Denmark. be it casual, tournaments, painting challenges or whatever.

I did meet a loudmouth ork player shouting WAAAARGH at the top of his lungs, playing against a tau player, afterwards we played an awsome game (wolves vs ork) suddenly he just said "you are a fething lucky guy and i envy you for it!" Best freinds ever since ^^

 Brutallica wrote:
Its crazy, i had my girlfriend around most hobby areas, we both never noticed anything here in Denmark. be it casual, tournaments, painting challenges or whatever.

I did meet a loudmouth ork player shouting WAAAARGH at the top of his lungs, playing against a tau player, afterwards we played an awsome game (wolves vs ork) suddenly he just said "you are a fething lucky guy and i envy you for it!" Best freinds ever since ^^

Orks against Tau is an uphill battle so if your going to try and beat them you might as well beat them in enthusiasm.

 Vankraken wrote:

 Brutallica wrote:
Its crazy, i had my girlfriend around most hobby areas, we both never noticed anything here in Denmark. be it casual, tournaments, painting challenges or whatever.

I did meet a loudmouth ork player shouting WAAAARGH at the top of his lungs, playing against a tau player, afterwards we played an awsome game (wolves vs ork) suddenly he just said "you are a fething lucky guy and i envy you for it!" Best freinds ever since ^^

Orks against Tau is an uphill battle so if your going to try and beat them you might as well beat them in enthusiasm.

I actually love playing orks vs tau just because I love that rush if I manage to get into melee. Plus, with Tau, there's a definite objective that can allow me to win, which is to break their line. By comparison some of the other "power" armies are just "okay I can kill this ridiculous thing over here but then I still have to deal with this unit way over there and let's not forget the other five units I have no way of dealing with."

ZergSmasher wrote:

 zeragrin wrote:
I have only ever played against friends and family. I usually try to setup games during a day when both parties are off if we decide to go to a store to play. That way we can play early and I don't have to deal with people(read: children, regardless of age) touching my models or me for that matter, asking me strange personal questions etc. I think this is why I only have one cringey story.

This happened at a GW. I have some disabilities and can't drive, my wife drives me most places. I started a new project and didn't have some of the paints I needed so I asked her to take me to the store. When we get there she drops me off at the door and goes to park the car. When I get in there is probably 8-10 people in the store, 4/6 tables each with lots of dice rolling, banter, laughter and good times. I walk in, staff greets me as usual without asking me if I need help or models. I literally only buy paint at GW stores and he knows it. A minute goes by with me trying to remember exactly which purple I needed, was it genestealer or xereus, when my lady walks in with the list I had made (always make a list) and says "hon you left this on the seat." I thank her and go back to browsing, she stays at my side. I suddenly realize two things, the store is dead quiet and someone is standing behind me. This giant neckbeard, to be fair we are both short, is now "browsing" the paints over our heads. I turn to see who is standing essentially on my cane and see his eyes not on the paint rack but squarely on my wife's chest. I'm no bro but I don't let this go on.

"Hey dude! What army do you play?"
neckbeard "Huh, what?"
"Yeah I saw you playing when I came in, what are you playing."
*wife has moved on to another part of the store unaware of what is actually taking place*
"Tau"
*he is getting noticeably more sweaty and fidgety at this point*
"Oh man that's great! *loud* what do you think of the new dex, what's your take on combined fire?"
"I uh *begins to babble a little bit about bs bonuses* hey I gotta get back to my game."
"Oh are you sure!? you seemed to be buying paint a minute ago and now we're having a conversation, you sure you know what you're doing? I know what you're doing..."*forced laugh*
*he dips back to the table, I buy my paints, we leave and I never tell her what went on besides a seemingly friendly conversation*

Fast forward a year+-, wife has been reading Necron BL books and for the first time in 10 years of being together she wants to try 40k. The one caveat, she only wants to play at home. I guess she probably feels the eyes more than I could ever pick up on.

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

master of ordinance wrote:

 ZergSmasher wrote:

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

Exalted. I only wish I could exalt it more!

Honestly its just how things are, but it doesn't really mean much half of the time.

Come on, we all did it, checking out a girl/guy, thinking she's/he's cute, have funny hair, etc.

Where the line must be drawned is when someone start to stare intently like a leecherious beast to the point where it becomes incomfortable.

i usually "scan" people, from head to toe, a glance, just to see how they look like and maybe learn a thing or two about them with their body language or cloths/accessories, its always a good starter fora conversation if you notice the Iron Maiden keychain that hangs of their trousers or some other details if you plan to eventually socialize.

If not its just mere details that get lost in my memories.

But yeah if the guy comes breathing in your neck to have a better view at your girl Valley, then there is definatly a problem, and your reaction sir was the best, make him as much uncomfortable as he does and they will back off.

Easy. First game with Chaos friend's Heldrake with Baleflamer (I think that's what it's called). RIP Space Marines . (I had no Anti-air thing at that point). I'm still scared of it. But he stopped using it when he got Khorne Lord of Skulls done. And allied with a Renegade Knight. Can't wait for his Stormsurge + 3 Broadside Combo!

 the Signless wrote:
The thought that I had provided the worst gaming experience for someone and had driven someone away from the hobby was and still is crushing. No one at the store blamed me for the game because, bar cheating and ruining the point of a learning the rules game, there is nothing that I could have done. I still wonder if he is out there regretting trying a game against someone who obviously was seeking on preying on new players and cursing my name.

You know I had not thought that not only can so much randomization "hurt" a tactically sound plan in gaming, but also if you actually want to "tone down" your winning.
A more tactical game you can intentionally lose in a heartbeat.
You are right, your hands were tied short of cheating to try to slow the express train of rolling over that kid unintentionally.
Sorry to hear, I too like to encourage the new players.

Reading all these accounts of people's worst games being with newbie hunters certainly doesn't help this particular fear.

Unfortunately there are those who are social predators and enjoy games like 40k which do not have "tight" rules.

You guys reminded me of a strange not quite "worst" evening but it was certainly a black mark for gaming:

I knew this guy Lee and he liked playing a variety of games and we struck up a friendship for a time.
I noticed a bunch of little odd things that happened showing to me his heart was not quite in the right place.
I remember him asking "Do you think I play mainly for fun or to win?" I said "About 50/50." "Hmmm not good, I am afraid I will lose my edge."
Back then he decided he was going to buy the entire new Epic Tyranid army on the new release "because people do not know their rules".
My role was to lose with him, I figured out later.
Played against him at the hobby shop with his new army with my Chaos.
After various rude bits from him I decided to play the best army/game I could.
Beat him very well.
We were down-town and he asked me if I wanted to play Laser-Tag (he had an account there, me, very occasional).
I think he figured he would win BUT I am a country guy who grew up with pellet guns and rifles (he hardly had the interest to know my background)... pretty much destroyed him.
Then he challenged me to air hockey (he played it all the time after Lasertag): my brother and I had one in the parent's basement and played all the time (again, if he bothered to ask a bit he could have found this out easily: he never asked if I had played it before).... destroyed him again.

I must highlight every time he went to pick a new game to play he talked big on how good he was... I demonstrated.

The luck of him choosing to challenge me things on was so funny, my competency skills are fairly narrow: he hit them all.

I pretty much saw smoke coming out of his ears and he grit his teeth and asked how I got to be "OK" at these things.
Never heard a word from this guy ever again.
I hate to say my life improved without him in it.

I think the worst gaming experience I have had was buying my $120+ Stormsurge, building it the same day, playing a game against Eldar, then having it die to scatterbikes on turn one. Just dead, didn't even get to move or shoot it.

Worst one for me is my first "big game" and one of my only 4 games played, first 3 were just 2/3 squads of infantry to get used to some of the rules...

So a nice 1250 game one evening, I'm slowly getting troops out the carry case and all I hear is "Well that's my army done" look up to see 3 Imperial Knights opposite me... At this point I accept I've lost, so might as well try and have some fun and set myself the target of taking down one of them at least...

So I'm all set up ready to get thoroughly creamed, and in two turns the game is over, I'm literally removing my units by the handful against these 3 and I could not wound a single one of them, it sucked.

I could not fault my opponent in the slightest though, he was such a nice guy and tried to let a few rules slide so I would have a chance but it changed nothing.

I quickly packed my stuff away and went back to my car (it was time to go home anyway I was starving) but got back to my car and was sat there like, well time to sell all of this stuff and move on... Which is a very strange feeling for me because I never care about losing, I enjoy losing more as I can learn more from this better, but have got myself over the wanting to sell but now I have no desire to play again haha

On the plus side this now means more time to get my painting better and my army of pinkcrons shall have more numbers!

KalexKurosaki wrote:
Worst one for me is my first "big game" and one of my only 4 games played, first 3 were just 2/3 squads of infantry to get used to some of the rules...

So a nice 1250 game one evening, I'm slowly getting troops out the carry case and all I hear is "Well that's my army done" look up to see 3 Imperial Knights opposite me... At this point I accept I've lost, so might as well try and have some fun and set myself the target of taking down one of them at least...

So I'm all set up ready to get thoroughly creamed, and in two turns the game is over, I'm literally removing my units by the handful against these 3 and I could not wound a single one of them, it sucked.

I could not fault my opponent in the slightest though, he was such a nice guy and tried to let a few rules slide so I would have a chance but it changed nothing.

I quickly packed my stuff away and went back to my car (it was time to go home anyway I was starving) but got back to my car and was sat there like, well time to sell all of this stuff and move on... Which is a very strange feeling for me because I never care about losing, I enjoy losing more as I can learn more from this better, but have got myself over the wanting to sell but now I have no desire to play again haha

On the plus side this now means more time to get my painting better and my army of pinkcrons shall have more numbers!

Nice or not, I feel like dropping 3 Knights onto an opponent with no heads up is a pretty jerk move.

Well it was a last minute set up and it was his first game in 8 years IIRC, I mean even if I had known in advance I'd probably still played, but yeah has definitely knocked me back abit and have lost interest in the game now

Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

 AnomanderRake wrote:
Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

Absolutely. But I think part of that is A) 40k's crappy rules and B) the nature of power gamers to be attracted to systems that can be exploited.

 jreilly89 wrote:

 AnomanderRake wrote:
Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

Absolutely. But I think part of that is A) 40k's crappy rules and B) the nature of power gamers to be attracted to systems that can be exploited.

After a lifetime study of forums and Metacritic if that's true the inevitable conclusion is that everything's crap. People just seem to like whining more than gushing.

(Yes, I realize the inherent hypocrisy inherent in whining about how much people like whining.)

 AnomanderRake wrote:

 jreilly89 wrote:

 AnomanderRake wrote:
Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

Absolutely. But I think part of that is A) 40k's crappy rules and B) the nature of power gamers to be attracted to systems that can be exploited.

After a lifetime study of forums and Metacritic if that's true the inevitable conclusion is that everything's crap. People just seem to like whining more than gushing.

(Yes, I realize the inherent hypocrisy inherent in whining about how much people like whining.)

I think it's easier to find things you hate than to find a perfect game. Plus, it's easier to talk about a game's faults than it's praises.

Talking about a thing at all is praising it. People who aren't interested in something don't talk about it.

I'd also posit that hearing other people's bad experiences helps people who've had similar bad experiences identify with and maybe come back to a community they may have felt distanced from. This topic is more than a vent its cathartic.

I also feel the community support evident here is one reason Dakka Dakka stands out as one of the greatest online gaming communities I've ever been part of.

So, yeah, thanks everyone.

KalexKurosaki wrote:
Worst one for me is my first "big game" and one of my only 4 games played, first 3 were just 2/3 squads of infantry to get used to some of the rules...

So a nice 1250 game one evening, I'm slowly getting troops out the carry case and all I hear is "Well that's my army done" look up to see 3 Imperial Knights opposite me... At this point I accept I've lost, so might as well try and have some fun and set myself the target of taking down one of them at least...

So I'm all set up ready to get thoroughly creamed, and in two turns the game is over, I'm literally removing my units by the handful against these 3 and I could not wound a single one of them, it sucked.

I could not fault my opponent in the slightest though, he was such a nice guy and tried to let a few rules slide so I would have a chance but it changed nothing.

I quickly packed my stuff away and went back to my car (it was time to go home anyway I was starving) but got back to my car and was sat there like, well time to sell all of this stuff and move on... Which is a very strange feeling for me because I never care about losing, I enjoy losing more as I can learn more from this better, but have got myself over the wanting to sell but now I have no desire to play again haha!

Dropping 3 Knights isn't a nice guy thing to do. I had a game vs 4 wraith knights (at a competitive tournament, so fair enough) and I'm entirely put off of playing any GW games at tournaments in general; I only went to that one because my club was hosting it.
I'm having some trouble staying interested in 40k, for "supposed to be casual gaming" AoS is more fun and does it better and well, Infinity is all the Sci-Fi minus the over the top rules and fluff.

In a pick up game, against someone new/returning to the hobby and new to you, yeah. 3 knights was a dick move.

You're a more patient man/woman than I would have been.

In my experience; the worst thing in any game is anything unstoppable. When you couldn't win no matter what you did. This is why even approximate balance is so important

I had a single unit of thunderwolf cavalry run through 2000 points of daemons. Just one unit, the other one just sat on an objective. It just sent anything I tried back to the warp. Terrible experience and not even cheese.

Uhh, I think the absolute worst experience I had playing against random people at the local club was over a decade ago in 3rd edition when my opponent in a very tiny tournament tried to tell me my Space Marine Sergeant with Terminator Honors couldn't have a Power Fist. I was like 14 years old, he was an adult, and I had very serious yet undiagnosed social anxiety problems so I kinda floundered for a way to explain to him that the precise placement of the word "only" in the sentence describing the Power Fist's restrictions in the Armory meant that Terminators could take it but also didn't restrict models in power armor from also taking it.

He wasn't a jerk about it, I think it was honestly just a translation problem since grammar and word placement are different in English and Quebec French, and he had an accent that clearly pegged him as a native French-speaker.

That situation ended amicably because he agreed to let me use it anyways and I just dropped the issue.

My days of 40k gaming at a local gaming club were not filled with jerks. The usual crowd was mostly a group of friends who I knew from school. I was probably the worst-mannered of the bunch, actually, due to my psychiatric problems causing severe hygiene issues (GUO would apply to the stench and cleanliness I brought into the club) and my lack of ever having read the main rulebook resulting in things like my first encounter with an Ork army with Burnaz making me think all flamers could be used as power weapons in melee.

Every time I enter a game room and **that** smell is in the air. You know the smell I mean. Every single time it's my worst gaming moment ever.

 BBAP wrote:
Every time I enter a game room and **that** smell is in the air. You know the smell I mean. Every single time it's my worst gaming moment ever.

As a former maker of such odors, I must apologize.

Oh, and if you're wondering how GUOs can tolerate their own stench, I can tell you from personal experience that after the first 2-3 weeks they don't even notice it anymore.

It's also worth noting that that is effectively the natural odor of humans that we would all be dealing with had we not invented hygiene. Apparently one of the major reasons our ancestors were not hunted into extinction by predators before we started inventing technology to make up for our pathetic bodies is that we smelled and tasted so bad that predators found us completely unappetizing and avoided us for the most part.

Probably my least enjoyable experience is when I came into a GW store for a quick game and this guy wanted to play. I agreed, as Grey Knights aren't something I fight often and I decided to be a good sport.

He was...somewhere on the autism spectrum. Or he was just slow. I honestly couldn't tell. Wargamers are wargamers and I don't judge, but I do judge cheating. This guy was loud and read rules wrong. I tried to correct him but it just went ignored. I am 100% sure he made up stuff from his codex, but I couldn't check because he wouldn't let me see his codex and got loud when I thought he was cheating. I honestly don't even know if he was cheating or if he just couldn't comprehend the rulings. I just decided to let him have his fun and have my army get its face stomped in.

I wish I could've dropped out because playing through that game for an hour was.....frustrating. I really do not like people who won't let you see the codex because they're insulted that you think they're cheating. I just want to know the ruling because I don't own the book and it would be nice to know for future games, its never personal.

 Pouncey wrote:
It's also worth noting that that is effectively the natural odor of humans that we would all be dealing with had we not invented hygiene.

There's a reason we "invented" hygiene. Allowing filth to collect on your body is unhealthy. If you have some ailment that makes washing yourself or your clothes difficult that's one thing, but if you're making excuses for not washing yourself or your clothes because you don't feel you need to then, y'know... no. That's just obnoxious.

 BBAP wrote:

 Pouncey wrote:
It's also worth noting that that is effectively the natural odor of humans that we would all be dealing with had we not invented hygiene.

There's a reason we "invented" hygiene. Allowing filth to collect on your body is unhealthy. If you have some ailment that makes washing yourself or your clothes difficult that's one thing, but if you're making excuses for not washing yourself or your clothes because you don't feel you need to then, y'know... no. That's just obnoxious.

Yes, I am aware of the importance of proper hygiene beyond simply suppressing odor.

I was referring to the period in human pre-history when we did not have things like soap and baths, and were likely unwilling to pollute our drinking water by bathing in it. The sentence you quoted was the preamble for the sentence afterward.

Also one of the symptoms of schizophrenia is very poor personal hygiene. I used to have a delusion where I believed the scene from Ghostbusters 2 with the bathtub and pink goo would happen in real life, every time I took a shower, and every time I survived I considered it lucky. Schizophrenia occurs in roughly 1 in every 100 humans and poor hygiene is not a symptom unique to schizophrenia, so it is not beyond the realm of possibility that many or even most GUOs have actual medical issues that make proper hygiene impossible.

Lack of self care is a symptom of various mental illnesses. I will tolerate odour if there's a legitimate reason for it. If you're turning up somewhere reeking of caries and mould purely because you spent too much time watching catgirl anime to take a shower or wash your clothes then I judge you, and reserve the right to pressure-wash your Dorito-stank out of the room.

 BBAP wrote:
Lack of self care is a symptom of various mental illnesses. I will tolerate odour if there's a legitimate reason for it. If you're turning up somewhere reeking of caries and mould purely because you spent too much time watching catgirl anime to take a shower or wash your clothes then I judge you, and reserve the right to pressure-wash your Dorito-stank out of the room.

Do you actually know the people at your local gaming club well enough to know who's mentally ill and who simply can't be bothered?

 BBAP wrote:
Lack of self care is a symptom of various mental illnesses. I will tolerate odour if there's a legitimate reason for it. If you're turning up somewhere reeking of caries and mould purely because you spent too much time watching catgirl anime to take a shower or wash your clothes then I judge you, and reserve the right to pressure-wash your Dorito-stank out of the room.

Keep a tub of Vick's vapor rub in your bag, little under the nose and your good to go.

 Chute82 wrote:


Keep a tub of Vick's vapor rub in your bag, little under the nose and your good to go.

That's actually a good tip I hadn't thought about, ty.

 Pouncey wrote:
Do you actually know the people at your local gaming club well enough to know who's mentally ill and who simply can't be bothered?

I don't need someone's full mental health disclosure to tell the difference between someone who has a genuine issue and someone who's just a grotty slob.

 Chute82 wrote:
Keep a tub of Vick's vapor rub in your bag, little under the nose and your good to go.

10 internets for you, good sir! Although some of the places I've been to it'd be more like a nosebag full of neat menthol.

 BBAP wrote:

 Pouncey wrote:
Do you actually know the people at your local gaming club well enough to know who's mentally ill and who simply can't be bothered?

I don't need someone's full mental health disclosure to tell the difference between someone who has a genuine issue and someone who's just a grotty slob.

I doubt your claim.

My own mom can't even discern my elevated anxiety levels in a crowded room when I'm sitting right next to her.

I'm with BBAP on this one. I'm sure there are a handful of people with some doctor-diagnosed excuse for not bathing. That number likely pales in comparison to those who are just lazy slobs. Mental anxiety or not, there is still the ability to wear clean clothes, apply deodorant/anti-perspirant, apply cologne/body spray etc.

There have been times I've been forced out of a gaming hall or gaming room due to stench - and I can barely smell things. Let's not start down the path of "well they must all have a secret justification...".

 Pouncey wrote:
I doubt your claim.

I'm not saying I can diagnose someone's specific problem just by being in the same room as them. I'm saying I can tell the difference between a person who may have some genuine mental health issue and a narcissistic neckbeard trog who feels no particular compunction to wash his swamp-crevice despite the reek.

 Elbows wrote:
I'm with BBAP on this one. I'm sure there are a handful of people with some doctor-diagnosed excuse for not bathing. That number likely pales in comparison to those who are just lazy slobs. Mental anxiety or not, there is still the ability to wear clean clothes, apply deodorant/anti-perspirant, apply cologne/body spray etc.

There have been times I've been forced out of a gaming hall or gaming room due to stench - and I can barely smell things. Let's not start down the path of "well they must all have a secret justification...".

Actually, doctors try to get their patients to improve their hygiene habits during the recovery process. My status as a GUO only lasted as long as it did because I went undiagnosed for two or more years and schizophrenia meds take a long time to take effect, making recovery a slow process that takes years and often includes relapses.

It's more of a reason than an excuse.

I'm not saying I can diagnose someone's specific problem just by being in the same room as them. I'm saying I can tell the difference between a person who may have some genuine mental health issue and a narcissistic neckbeard trog who feels no particular compunction to wash his swamp-crevice despite the reek.

Maybe you're right. I'm probably over-reacting.

I do find it difficult to imagine a reason why a person with no relevant mental illness would choose to let their hygiene lapse like that though. After I recovered sufficiently, I couldn't bear to let the filth build up and would shower once every day or two (I do not have a physically active life, so skipping a day didn't offend anyone).

 Don Savik wrote:
I really do not like people who won't let you see the codex because they're insulted that you think they're cheating.

You should tell them they are cheating, then immediately start packing your stuff up.

I'm cheating because i'm insulted you think i'm cheating.

Why not just show the rules in the dex instead of getting all insulted about it? Feel free to be insulted from the vantage of the higher ground after your brand new beardy power creeping codex vindicates your abuse of its loop-holes.

'm with BBAP on this one. I'm sure there are a handful of people with some doctor-diagnosed excuse for not bathing. That number likely pales in comparison to those who are just lazy slobs. Mental anxiety or not, there is still the ability to wear clean clothes, apply deodorant/anti-perspirant, apply cologne/body spray etc.

There have been times I've been forced out of a gaming hall or gaming room due to stench - and I can barely smell things. Let's not start down the path of "well they must all have a secret justification...".

Sometimes I almost miss the cigarette ban on such occasions.....
At least the smell was masked for a while

Long time lurker but the opportunity to have a whinge caused me to register...

First time playing 7ed having been away for a couple of years, a few weeks ago. Rock up at my FLGS for a friendly game with my CSM army, no heldrake, burning brand or anything that was considered Op 2 years ago. Just a warband and the terminator annihilation formation.

Guy has a look at my list and says that he will give me a game, knows it's been a while and will take a low powered list. Which turns out to be 5 drop pods with grav Marines, tigurius, grav centurions in a drop pod, 3 flyers and a knight. I haven't any anti air at all. He then deploys the knight in reserve, roles on telepathy (for invisibility looking back, although he didn't get it) wins the deployment roll off and chooses to go second. I knew I was onto a loser but thought I would see what happened.
I grabbed a few objectives turn 1, but turn 2 on comes the knight (I succeeded with all my reserve rolls in my turn so I had nothing to counter it with) and the flyers and proceed to remove most of my army in one shooting phase, mopping the rest up in the next couple of turns.

I hope it made him feel happy but I'm not going to play him again. Have had a few fun games with other guys since, even won one of them. And he clearly has a rep because when he called up last week and the owner picked up and asked if anyone wanted a game, all he said when I asked him if it was this guy was 'you've played him then!' I just don't get the mentality, it's meant to be fun, right?!

Gashead1105 wrote:
Long time lurker but the opportunity to have a whinge caused me to register...

First time playing 7ed having been away for a couple of years, a few weeks ago. Rock up at my FLGS for a friendly game with my CSM army, no heldrake, burning brand or anything that was considered Op 2 years ago. Just a warband and the terminator annihilation formation.

Guy has a look at my list and says that he will give me a game, knows it's been a while and will take a low powered list. Which turns out to be 5 drop pods with grav Marines, tigurius, grav centurions in a drop pod, 3 flyers and a knight. I haven't any anti air at all. He then deploys the knight in reserve, roles on telepathy (for invisibility looking back, although he didn't get it) wins the deployment roll off and chooses to go second. I knew I was onto a loser but thought I would see what happened.
I grabbed a few objectives turn 1, but turn 2 on comes the knight (I succeeded with all my reserve rolls in my turn so I had nothing to counter it with) and the flyers and proceed to remove most of my army in one shooting phase, mopping the rest up in the next couple of turns.

I hope it made him feel happy but I'm not going to play him again. Have had a few fun games with other guys since, even won one of them. And he clearly has a rep because when he called up last week and the owner picked up and asked if anyone wanted a game, all he said when I asked him if it was this guy was 'you've played him then!' I just don't get the mentality, it's meant to be fun, right?!

For some people, roflstomping newbs is fun.

In WoW people like that are called "gankers" and they do it because they are too unskilled at the game to actually defeat a proper opponent. When someone brings a max-level character to defend the newbs, gankers run and do not make any attempt whatsoever to engage the character who is their equal. At one point I even walked away from the keyboard for a good ten minutes and came back to find my character was completely unharmed. These people are cowards and the PvP community considers them to be scum.

Ironically my only bad experiences were because of winning, not losing. Back in 3rd ed when I was a kid I played at the local GW's Thursday games night with all the other beginners. It was the highlight of my week. I played with my CSM army that won more games than it lost but still not more than about a 2:1 ratio. Meanwhile I was working on my second army which would be eldar, and it wasn't built up on units I liked the look of like my chaos marines, it was all collected with a specific 1000 point list in mind that involved banshees in a falcon, an avatar, two wraithlords, dark reapers, a vyper... no theme in mind, just an anti space marine list.

It never lost, and never even came close to losing. It was fun for a little while but gradually it dawned on me how inappropriate the army was for the level we were playing at. After a couple of months of boring games that weren't fun for anyone I stopped playing with it and went back to my chaos marines. It felt good losing games again

 Don Savik wrote:
This guy was loud and read rules wrong.

Ha! I get doubly suspicious when faced with the "loud and confident" "reading" of rules.

I couldn't check because he wouldn't let me see his codex and got loud when I thought he was cheating.

Some people learn better by what they read rather than hear.
I usually say I need to read the rules to remember them.

I honestly don't even know if he was cheating or if he just couldn't comprehend the rulings.
I just decided to let him have his fun and have my army get its face stomped in.

It could be a case of "rose coloured glasses" where a few key words skipped here or there make all the difference.

I wish I could've dropped out because playing through that game for an hour was.....frustrating. I really do not like people who won't let you see the codex because they're insulted that you think they're cheating. I just want to know the ruling because I don't own the book and it would be nice to know for future games, its never personal.

Unfortunately, 6th and 7th edition I have found almost impossible to collect all the rules for all armies, I used to in prior editions.
Players will have to be used to others not knowing their army rules and to demonstrate them from the codex or whatever literature they come from.
We also want to avoid paraphrasing the rules since RAW is a whole different animal.

Usually, people should not mind pointing out the rule in the book unless they have something to hide...

Fairly early 7th edition whfb.

Winning a string of games against my friend's Always Strikes First high elves supported by Terror Bombing dragon lord with my unarmoured and skittish Beasts of Chaos.

He quit playing WHFB because he felt he just couldn't win.

I try to play a little more 'narratively' these days. I don't want people to ragequit a hobby they otherwise enjoy.

 Pouncey wrote:

Gashead1105 wrote:
Long time lurker but the opportunity to have a whinge caused me to register...

First time playing 7ed having been away for a couple of years, a few weeks ago. Rock up at my FLGS for a friendly game with my CSM army, no heldrake, burning brand or anything that was considered Op 2 years ago. Just a warband and the terminator annihilation formation.

Guy has a look at my list and says that he will give me a game, knows it's been a while and will take a low powered list. Which turns out to be 5 drop pods with grav Marines, tigurius, grav centurions in a drop pod, 3 flyers and a knight. I haven't any anti air at all. He then deploys the knight in reserve, roles on telepathy (for invisibility looking back, although he didn't get it) wins the deployment roll off and chooses to go second. I knew I was onto a loser but thought I would see what happened.
I grabbed a few objectives turn 1, but turn 2 on comes the knight (I succeeded with all my reserve rolls in my turn so I had nothing to counter it with) and the flyers and proceed to remove most of my army in one shooting phase, mopping the rest up in the next couple of turns.

I hope it made him feel happy but I'm not going to play him again. Have had a few fun games with other guys since, even won one of them. And he clearly has a rep because when he called up last week and the owner picked up and asked if anyone wanted a game, all he said when I asked him if it was this guy was 'you've played him then!' I just don't get the mentality, it's meant to be fun, right?!

For some people, roflstomping newbs is fun.

In WoW people like that are called "gankers" and they do it because they are too unskilled at the game to actually defeat a proper opponent. When someone brings a max-level character to defend the newbs, gankers run and do not make any attempt whatsoever to engage the character who is their equal. At one point I even walked away from the keyboard for a good ten minutes and came back to find my character was completely unharmed. These people are cowards and the PvP community considers them to be scum.

Not a perfect metaphor but pretty close.

I won't defend it, but I do have some understanding of the rationale behind the roflstomp approach, having very nearly strayed into it without realising:

There comes a point when competition playing and more specifically, practicing with your army and refining it to the sharpest edge possible becomes the automatic approach to the game.

If your community *supports* a fairly high power level then your own baseline of 'normal' will be skewed, simply due to the amount of time you can invest in focusing on your army. In turn it can take away from developing an understanding of the non-optimum options in other armies, to the point you can only go on reputation instead of personal experience.

Now there are folks who get their giggles from causing harm to people, and some of them play 40k, that's never going to change - but not all of them are smashing people for that reason. When I realised what I was doing and corrected it, the hobby opened up big time.

As an aside I found a rule of thumb for this is 'maximum one actually scary thing per year of play time'. Keeps your army interesting for you, and tenable for them.

To the topic @ hand, worst I can remember was midway through 4th when I was starting out with my marines. The Tournament level player was already smashing me, but was also getting advised directly by 3-4 of the high end players at the same time to the point there really wasn't any point in playing any further as whatever I did was highlighted, criticized and countered by committee.

I once got accused of being a GUO... only ever happened once. Someone walking past making a backhanded comment.

I'm quite weird, I generally don't have much body odor but on rare occasions I just can't stop sweating under my pits. It's not bad enough to get medication nor to cause extreme sweat marks, but it stinks. However I can normally tell in advance and it's given me a weird habit before showing before leaving the house. On this occasion I had showered, applied anti-perspirant and deodorant and put on clean clothes (neat and not scruffy) about an hour before the comment.

You can obviously see who hasn't washed well in our circles, but I do find if anyone smells anything off in the slightest people can be also less forgiving.

Had a few stand out. This one was one that made me almost pack up and leave.
I played sisters of Battle and one of my opponents was a rules lawyer. Told me I couldn't use the command trait "inspiring presence" I just rolled for St. Celestine. Reasoning was the entry says uses "HIS" leadership. Guy was completely serious. Told him he was full of Gak. I packed up off the table and went to play a friend and had fun. I dont think I was in the wrong there. Never played that guy before
Next one is longer. TL: DR Dark Eldar player whines, curses, and yells the whole game. My old gamestore in 2010

 Chute82 wrote:

 BBAP wrote:
Lack of self care is a symptom of various mental illnesses. I will tolerate odour if there's a legitimate reason for it. If you're turning up somewhere reeking of caries and mould purely because you spent too much time watching catgirl anime to take a shower or wash your clothes then I judge you, and reserve the right to pressure-wash your Dorito-stank out of the room.

Keep a tub of Vick's vapor rub in your bag, little under the nose and your good to go.

They tell med. students this, too (supposed to cover deathstink. It doesn't.).

These threads have the same problem SoB focused threads have, they both get super distracted talking about some oddly specific nitpick. SoB it's boobplates, Worst gaming experience it's BO pros and cons

ERJAK wrote:
These threads have the same problem SoB focused threads have, they both get super distracted talking about some oddly specific nitpick. SoB it's boobplates, Worst gaming experience it's BO pros and cons

Consider how bad the inside of that boobplate must smell after battle.

I haven't had a horrible gaming experience yet, but I hate playing against unpainted minis or minis that have one color just slopped on them. I'm not the best painter by far but I can do table top worthy. Played in a tourney today with 8 players. 2 painted armies only. Not the worst experience but a lame one nonetheless.