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The game down the local GW where every girl that walked past the store and saw me playing couldn't help but come into the store and rub themselves up and down on me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

By the end of the game there must have been 20 women in there all swooning over me.

Of course I had to turn most of them down, I already had five women on the go at the time.

It was probably because word got out that the four times world body building champion was in GW.

Something about "tabling a twelve year old girl" just sounds wrong...

just... no

 XT-1984 wrote:
The game down the local GW where every girl that walked past the store and saw me playing couldn't help but come into the store and rub themselves up and down on me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

By the end of the game there must have been 20 women in there all swooning over me.

Of course I had to turn most of them down, I already had five women on the go at the time.

It was probably because word got out that the four times world body building champion was in GW.

And then you woke up.


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 Fifty wrote:
Something about "tabling a twelve year old girl" just sounds wrong...

Thanks for bringing us there. It was entirely necessary.

Guy screaming and yelling every time something didn't go his way. Silence until he settled back down again. Everyone just looked around at each other with that awkward look.

I think my most awkward, was playing at a random GW store for the first time. I was playing against someone I had never met, and he was a real git. Looked like a less charming version of a great unclean one. Aaanyway, he was a condescending git, for at least the first hour of the game, I had to endure such comment's as "But, why arent you playing sisters of battle, I mean, daemons are a bit too macho for you, right?" "You know how the movement phase works, right? Wouldn't expect you too, you know.." and "I'm gonna feel so bad tabling a chick."

This intermingled with the annoying, less than subtle attempts at creeper-flirting, almost put me off playing at the club entirely. That is, until I had him on the ropes by turn 3 of the game, through use of Epidemius and a total horde of nurglings (Which he assured me at the start of the game, were "total crap, but you probably picked them because they looked cute" -.-').

It felt seriously good, tabling him by turn 4, his face was totally priceless, and when he left (In quite the huff ) I got high fives all round from the actually genuinely nice rest of the crowd at that club.

Moral of the story: never judge an opponent on appearances

All of these posts are great, keep it going guys.

Another one of my awkward games would have to be when I started playing 40k I only had the battle for maccrage set and that was it. I hadnt flipped thought the rules book yet either so all bets were off. I ended up playing my friends IG army and he didnt know space marines at all so all bets were off.

To make a long story short it was 10-15 space marines with a flamer and a rocket, a land speeder and a razorback that i though I could move individually vs a leman russ demolisher, about 30 guardsmen, 3 sententials and a command squad......I got tabled about 3 times then ended up winning, no clue how but I did.

First tourney, I had three demo charges (IG) against a death wing all termie army.

All three of my demo charges scattered back into my squads and wiped them off the table. (Deep striking vets out of vendetta's)

We finished the game but I I knew he felt bad the entire game winning like that. (Even told me after)

Nothing worse then being on the winning side of a game where you know the dice handed you a victory.

There should be more chicks that game; it would make going to the club to game feel a lot better.

In my last game, it went 5 turns and all of my plasma cannons never scattered or got hot. On the flip side, my m. launcher very rarely hit anything (firing frag 1/2 the time) and only killed a single grey knight (krak overwatch). My opponents rage at the plasma death rain was very something to see.

 XT-1984 wrote:

By the end of the game there must have been 20 women in there all swooning over me.

Same thing happens to me when I roll out my artillery. Pretty common occurrence for IG players IIRC.

Most awkward game?
A friendly game at my FLGS. A new guy comes in, must be in his early 20's, not far off my age, so I agree to play. He proceeds to cheat at every opportunity. Moving silly distances (not like 6.5 or 7", I'm talking 12" or 18" for foot troops), claiming things were in LoS or range which were miles off. Or granting him self cover from the store shelf when I enter the shooting phase. It was awkward enough until he answered his phone (in the rather small store, where most people go outside) and proceeded to shout at the poor person on the other end how he wasn't ready to be picked up.

I decided to call the game on turn 3 and say I had no chance of winning.


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 Evileyes wrote:

Moral of the story: never judge an opponent on appearances

I thought the moral was "table people at every opportunity"

I think that the other people there are the ones that should be asshamed. People in wheelchairs who are active like that dont look for pity, as they get it often. They want you gave him, a good competitve game, and a nice time. Same what everyone else wants.

I didn't play it, but I witnessed a match between an exceptionally embarrassed looking teenager playing Eldar and maybe a ten year old BA player who during the course of the game alternated between crying, screaming, and throwing his minis everywhere.

As far as I could tell, they were on maybe turn 2 or 3, and nobody was in bad shape.

I am not envious of the redshirt who had to confront him. Also that Eldar player probably wished he was dead.

Yeaah, thats just terrible. I think everyone should be able to enjoy Warhammer overall. But people should know when not to let their children play.


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 XT-1984 wrote:
The game down the local GW where every girl that walked past the store and saw me playing couldn't help but come into the store and rub themselves up and down on me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

By the end of the game there must have been 20 women in there all swooning over me.

Of course I had to turn most of them down, I already had five women on the go at the time.

It was probably because word got out that the four times world body building champion was in GW.

Also, no offense... But why did you even post? Just no.

Mine was when I was about 25. You have to understand that when I was 25 I actually looked about 35. It just makes the story that much worse.

I was at my LGS and was, at the time, one of the better players. It was my friend's store and he needed help on certain game days so a lot of times I would end up going down just to hang out and help people with learning the game or sorting rules disputes, etc. Then, occasionally TFG would show up and, if he was obnoxious to the point that he was spoiling the atmosphere for everyone it was my job to thump him so hard and so unmercifully that he would either become instantly humble or just never come back (at this point I only vaguely remember being good at 40k lol).

So one day this guy walks in and is just "F' this, and F' that, and this store sucks and you suck and your army sucks and I'm the greatest, etc etc." So naturally I line him up and we play. My BA against what was just a really bad IG army. The list itself wasn't terrible, but it was a very unfortunate match up against what I had brought. By turn 3 he has almost nothing left and his bottom lip starts to tremble. I ask him if he's ok and he snatches up his stuff and just dumps it into the box he brought (you could actually see the pieces break when he chucked them in there) and storms out crying. Literally crying. We all just shrugged and went about our business.

An hour later my buddy pulls me into the office with a very irate woman. It was suddenly my job to explain to her why her son was forced out of the store in tears and had to call her to pick him up. I was like "Huh? The only person I played today was at least 19/20. I didn't play any kids today." Then I described him. Turns out, I had just obliterated the world's most physically developed 12 year old. He seriously looked 8/9 years older than he was. SOOOOOOOO awkward. lol

Arrived at the game store at around 1. Guys who i don't usually play are there at that time(i normally dont go there until 6) Nice guys, ask me how long i have been playing, I tell them about 3 months, one of them says "hey, are you that guy who keeps tabling the blood angels player" and after that point I tried to divert the topic away. Apparently, they really don't like the guy I have been playing with, which i feel bad about, considering he is homeschooled and might not get out much.(I'm not sure if he has mild asbergers or something, but he sometimes lines his dice up on the 6s, and he has alot of dice) So after I play a game with these guys, my friend comes into the store, and the the other guys finish their game and leave. I'm feeling bad about it, because he is a really nice guy, just has a few rough edges. He might seem less bad to me then they see him because I have more experience with people like that.(one of my best friends is a genius with asbergers and autism)

I really wasn't able to focus at all, and I ended up tabling this guy, AGAIN. I really need to start taking vespid.

A guy came into the club once having not played 6th ed, I offered to show him the ropes. Now im not familiar with the space marine codex, and after turn 2 I was wondering why I was getting beaten so hard by a guy who haddnt played for a few months. I asked to have a flick through his codex . Turned out he was feilding an illegal and incredibly tailored list. He had a thunderfire cannon, a vindicator, a whirlwind, a devistators squad with heavy bolters anf missile launchers and a predator. He seemed to think it was fair enough, and proceeded to annihilate my foot ork hoard wich I had perposefuly made soft so as not to put the new guy off.
To make it even more awkward he was one of those players that makes jokes at your expence and expects you to laugh at them and dosent even smile when you make one at him.
I probably wouldnt have minded if he wasnt such a donkey cave.

There is a FLGS I don't frequent very often if at all, and this story is one of the main reasons.
In my local area we actually have a decent amount of female players, I'd put it around 25%, so they aren't some rare thing guys around here ogle at. There is a store a little out of my way where I play only because a friend of mine lived very close and had no car so it was easier for us to play there. After a while I started going there to play other people, because they all seemed friendly. My friend who was a regular there would tell me snippets of stories about playing with a few girls from the group who were all friends and would hit on him all the time. I of course didn't believe him. Not because he is unattractive, or does handles himself poorly around members of the opposite gender, but because it sounded like he was just reading more into the situation than I thought he should be. Until...

I go in for a game, and see some of the girls from the above mentioned group. I make it clear to everyone there I am looking for a game, and one of the girls comes up and asks to play a 1500pt game with me. Sure, that's what I'm here for. There was no awkwardness to this point. I had seen them all there before, and even had conversations with them, so we weren't exactly strangers.
Before I go any further, I am in my mid 20s, and have been very happily married for a few years. A fact I make very clear. I wear a rather large Celtic wedding band, and I usually talk about my wife a lot with my friends who all know her. There three girls look like they are in their late teens, maybe early 20s. Sometimes I just find it hard to estimate a woman's age. Now the girls are attractive, albeit not quite as much as my friend I described earlier let on, Still attractive young women none the less.

We're setting up the board, making small talk, and when the first turn starts, the tone of conversation begins to change a bit. At first I'm playing it off like I'm reading too much into it, but it starts to get awkward by the beginning of turn two. See's playing with her hair more than usual, she's twisting things I say into suggestive or provocative things. Some of the things she said, and some of the body language she had were a little too obvious. I suddenly was forced to believe what my friend said before was true.

Around third turn, I clued in that it must have been a distraction tactic. Not because I'm unattractive and there is no way a girl should hit on me. I used to be an athlete, until I took a rugby player to the knee. But because my wedding ring is had to miss. I even mentioned my wife once or twice to try and tone down the behavior, but it made no difference. So a tactic it must have been. Her and her friends were good players, and could win without such tactics, so it wasn't really necessary. I mean no girl's undergarments require that amount of constant adjustment. I'll spare some of the details here, but it really was uncomfortable.

Reasoning out it was a tactic made it easier to ignore. Just like any other distraction tactic any opponent would use, the key to victory would be not to get lead into it. Around turn 5 the game was really close. If you over looked her inappropriate behavior, the game was a great one. Around this time, other people were finishing their games, and we had a couple observers. Two were her friends, and a few of the guys I had become friendly with during my time gaming there, and one guy I had never seen before. Her friend's started to behave the same way she did, it got pretty bad (and pretty cheesy) at this point. With renewed focus stirred by frustration, I managed to turn our 5th turn from a close fought battle to a sure win for me (ok the dice gods helped too).

This is where it got even worse. We ended up having a turn 6, and the whole thing turned from overly flirtatious to a giant guilt fest. The girl I was playing became very quiet and had a constant look on her face as though she was on the edge of tears. Her friends became nasty, saying things like I was picking on her, being mean, or going to make her cry. A few of the guys fed off this and joined in with some white knight chivalrous attitude. The mob mentality was palpable. I quickly finished the game, just barely not tabling her, but winning soundly none the less.

I reached out my hand for my customary good game hand shake, and she burst into tears. Her friends got VERY nasty, and started saying all kinds of rude things I will not repeat here. Some of the guys became borderline aggressive (except the guy I never saw before). They all but chased me out of the store. Over the next week I felt really bad. I kept playing the scenario over and over in my head. Was I harsh on her? She did seem to have really strong tactics, it was a well fought game. Did I mislead the young woman into thinking I was interested in some way? Did I unknowingly do any of those things I was accused of? I did my best to shrug it off, but it pestered me in the back of my mind all week.

The next week, my friend and I had planned to meet at the same store. We get there and start setting up, and those same girls walk in. They look all awkward around me, and slink over to have a private conversation with the owner. By the look on the one girls face, I could tell there was going to be trouble. I must have been particularly psychic that day, because once their conversation was over, the owner came over, and told me I had been rude and vulgar to the girls, and that behavior was not tolerated in his store, and I made them uncomfortable and, and, and... By the time he was done listing all the things I know I didn't do, he didn't even have to tell me that I was unwelcome there. Even my friend, who had known me for years bought into their sob story, and when we left further accosted me for my behavior and was doubting my side of the story. I felt even worse over the next week. Mostly because of the negative image I had been given unjustly.

The next weekend, I get a call from my friend. He was at the store, and said the girls weren't there and the owner had given me permission to play when they weren't there. I wasn't going to go, but my friend sincerely apologized for the way he had acted the week before, and even offered to buy me lunch when we were done. So I hesitantly got ready and went over. We started to have a good game. But I noticed I kept getting harsh stares from other patrons. Apparently the story of my game with the other girl had been retold and warped several times to the point my behavior bordered on the criminal. I just ignored it and tried to focus on having fun with my friend. That's when they walked in. We were in the middle of turn three, and they came through the door, looked at me and pulled an overly dramatic horrified act. The owner started my way, and frustration hit me. I started to tell my side of the story, a little louder than necessary (not quite yelling), to the owner and all who could hear. As I was finishing, I realized it would be hard to believe me over the word of those three near teary eyed girls. I mean if it was me watching this from another guy, I can't say I would for sure believe him either from an unbiased standpoint.

My shouldered sunk in defeat, I gave up and just about started to pack my models when I heard someone yell "wait!". I looked up to see the stranger from two weeks past. The guy I hadn't seen before who had watched my game. He walked in from, the back? He walked over to the owner and told him all about the actual events. The owner walked over to me, and quietly and embarrassingly apologized. He said "his brother" had been there the day in question, and told him I was telling the truth. Thank god the stranger was his brother, what luck for me!

I turned and went to go back to playing my game, with a big grin on my face akin to an innocent man going free from a courtroom after being cleared of a crime he did not commit. The girls took notice, and the girl I played threw a fit. The owner called them on it, and they just made more stuff up. Then another unrelated woman came out and said they pulled this on other guys at the club and she had seen them do it. Apparently I wasn't the first guy to be thrown out of there for something he didn't do. Hearing this, the owners face got all contorted as he clearly contemplated other situations similar to mine where he had made the wrong choice. He kicked them out, I didn't hear the whole thing, but they did put up quite a fuss.

I finished my game with my friend. He won, but it was still a good game. And free lunch was also great. I stopped going to that store to play still. The rumors had already spread. Everyone still treated me differently. I even heard a version of the story where I had apparently put my hand on the one girl's breast. The damage was done, and I didn't care enough to fix it after a while of trying to fight it. My friend ended up moving closer to another store anyway. We play at two other places. I have not seen those girls again, nor have I had any other real negative experiences (other than getting my but whooped) while playing with any of those stores female players.

Wow I just realized how long that story is typed out. Sorry for the long read.

If you TL;DR this, basically: beat a girl, she freaked out and tried to get me banned from the store, in the end justice prevails... mostly.

Oh i remember my most awkward game. A simple local tourney.
my WS vs his IG. His brothers and his father where there. He just whined the whole time, I just played his brother and he was a joy even though i lost. I ruined two guys my first turn(I love alpha stirking to cripple peoples abilities to counter). I was winning, any time a unit died he whined. It was no fun. The worst part? His dad was coming to MY defense, making it more awkward. I ended you just straight winning. The worse was when he thought he didn't past an Order test, but did, so he re rolled and failed, we moved on to other units but he realized he passed, but i enforced the "You have to take the re-roll" rule from the BRB.

 Soo'Vah'Cha wrote:
Naw, loyalty is the most important thing to me, a woman that would treat her current boyfriend like that is not one I would trust or invest any time in, (maybe its a soldier thing).

Besides the guy was not a bad dude, just think he had a girl that was to much car for him, saw him at the store a few times, but I never called her.

I'm with you there -- I feel like any relationship that starts from infidelity -- even if it's as simple as her giving you her number while she's still telling her boyfriend that everything is fine -- is going to end in infidelity.

As for my most awkward game, that was last Sunday. My 7-year-old has been really interested in 40k since I started working on models at the coffee table, so I told him I'd show him how to play. We set up Lego terrain on the 2.5'x3.5' coffee table, with a swampy area through the middle of the table made out of Dungeon Tiles (yeah, his first game had difficult terrain) -- all the while he's talking about how it would be cool if the terrain moved during the game (which, admittedly, it could be) and he didn't quite understand that it was supposed to remain stationary. Also, he wanted to use a Dungeon Tile boat to cross the difficult terrain. Eventually, I had to simply say, "Yeah, that would be awesome. It would work in a different game, too, but there aren't any rules for it in this one."

So, we set up, and we're both running 2 5-man Tac squads armed with nothing but Bolters -- I didn't want to start out with anything too complicated, deal with FoC, or anything outside of basic rules, and we get going. We're both ducking behind Lego walls, and within the first turn we're able to fire on each other -- He shoots at me (I went first, because I rolled higher, and his movement moved him into range) and immediately killed two guys. We go back and forth a few more turns, each time I fire on him and fail to get beyond his armor save, and each time he killed a few of my guys. On turn 3 or 4, he tables me, and I hadn't killed a single one of his guys.

My wife was sitting on the couch next to us just laughing as she watched him roll mostly 5s and 6s, and me roll 1s and 2s. That's not me being a sore loser and only noticing the negatives, either -- it became a joke by the end of turn two.

Most awkward because I thought I was going to have to go easy on him, and not get frustrated when he didn't get the rules, where in reality I got stomped on and literally laughed at.

 pwntallica wrote:
There is a FLGS I don't frequent very often if at all, and this story is one of the main reasons.
In my local area we actually have a decent amount of female players, I'd put it around 25%, so they aren't some rare thing guys around here ogle at. There is a store a little out of my way where I play only because a friend of mine lived very close and had no car so it was easier for us to play there. After a while I started going there to play other people, because they all seemed friendly. My friend who was a regular there would tell me snippets of stories about playing with a few girls from the group who were all friends and would hit on him all the time. I of course didn't believe him. Not because he is unattractive, or does handles himself poorly around members of the opposite gender, but because it sounded like he was just reading more into the situation than I thought he should be. Until...

I go in for a game, and see some of the girls from the above mentioned group. I make it clear to everyone there I am looking for a game, and one of the girls comes up and asks to play a 1500pt game with me. Sure, that's what I'm here for. There was no awkwardness to this point. I had seen them all there before, and even had conversations with them, so we weren't exactly strangers.
Before I go any further, I am in my mid 20s, and have been very happily married for a few years. A fact I make very clear. I wear a rather large Celtic wedding band, and I usually talk about my wife a lot with my friends who all know her. There three girls look like they are in their late teens, maybe early 20s. Sometimes I just find it hard to estimate a woman's age. Now the girls are attractive, albeit not quite as much as my friend I described earlier let on, Still attractive young women none the less.

We're setting up the board, making small talk, and when the first turn starts, the tone of conversation begins to change a bit. At first I'm playing it off like I'm reading too much into it, but it starts to get awkward by the beginning of turn two. See's playing with her hair more than usual, she's twisting things I say into suggestive or provocative things. Some of the things she said, and some of the body language she had were a little too obvious. I suddenly was forced to believe what my friend said before was true.

Around third turn, I clued in that it must have been a distraction tactic. Not because I'm unattractive and there is no way a girl should hit on me. I used to be an athlete, until I took a rugby player to the knee. But because my wedding ring is had to miss. I even mentioned my wife once or twice to try and tone down the behavior, but it made no difference. So a tactic it must have been. Her and her friends were good players, and could win without such tactics, so it wasn't really necessary. I mean no girl's undergarments require that amount of constant adjustment. I'll spare some of the details here, but it really was uncomfortable.

Reasoning out it was a tactic made it easier to ignore. Just like any other distraction tactic any opponent would use, the key to victory would be not to get lead into it. Around turn 5 the game was really close. If you over looked her inappropriate behavior, the game was a great one. Around this time, other people were finishing their games, and we had a couple observers. Two were her friends, and a few of the guys I had become friendly with during my time gaming there, and one guy I had never seen before. Her friend's started to behave the same way she did, it got pretty bad (and pretty cheesy) at this point. With renewed focus stirred by frustration, I managed to turn our 5th turn from a close fought battle to a sure win for me (ok the dice gods helped too).

This is where it got even worse. We ended up having a turn 6, and the whole thing turned from overly flirtatious to a giant guilt fest. The girl I was playing became very quiet and had a constant look on her face as though she was on the edge of tears. Her friends became nasty, saying things like I was picking on her, being mean, or going to make her cry. A few of the guys fed off this and joined in with some white knight chivalrous attitude. The mob mentality was palpable. I quickly finished the game, just barely not tabling her, but winning soundly none the less.

I reached out my hand for my customary good game hand shake, and she burst into tears. Her friends got VERY nasty, and started saying all kinds of rude things I will not repeat here. Some of the guys became borderline aggressive (except the guy I never saw before). They all but chased me out of the store. Over the next week I felt really bad. I kept playing the scenario over and over in my head. Was I harsh on her? She did seem to have really strong tactics, it was a well fought game. Did I mislead the young woman into thinking I was interested in some way? Did I unknowingly do any of those things I was accused of? I did my best to shrug it off, but it pestered me in the back of my mind all week.

The next week, my friend and I had planned to meet at the same store. We get there and start setting up, and those same girls walk in. They look all awkward around me, and slink over to have a private conversation with the owner. By the look on the one girls face, I could tell there was going to be trouble. I must have been particularly psychic that day, because once their conversation was over, the owner came over, and told me I had been rude and vulgar to the girls, and that behavior was not tolerated in his store, and I made them uncomfortable and, and, and... By the time he was done listing all the things I know I didn't do, he didn't even have to tell me that I was unwelcome there. Even my friend, who had known me for years bought into their sob story, and when we left further accosted me for my behavior and was doubting my side of the story. I felt even worse over the next week. Mostly because of the negative image I had been given unjustly.

The next weekend, I get a call from my friend. He was at the store, and said the girls weren't there and the owner had given me permission to play when they weren't there. I wasn't going to go, but my friend sincerely apologized for the way he had acted the week before, and even offered to buy me lunch when we were done. So I hesitantly got ready and went over. We started to have a good game. But I noticed I kept getting harsh stares from other patrons. Apparently the story of my game with the other girl had been retold and warped several times to the point my behavior bordered on the criminal. I just ignored it and tried to focus on having fun with my friend. That's when they walked in. We were in the middle of turn three, and they came through the door, looked at me and pulled an overly dramatic horrified act. The owner started my way, and frustration hit me. I started to tell my side of the story, a little louder than necessary (not quite yelling), to the owner and all who could hear. As I was finishing, I realized it would be hard to believe me over the word of those three near teary eyed girls. I mean if it was me watching this from another guy, I can't say I would for sure believe him either from an unbiased standpoint.

My shouldered sunk in defeat, I gave up and just about started to pack my models when I heard someone yell "wait!". I looked up to see the stranger from two weeks past. The guy I hadn't seen before who had watched my game. He walked in from, the back? He walked over to the owner and told him all about the actual events. The owner walked over to me, and quietly and embarrassingly apologized. He said "his brother" had been there the day in question, and told him I was telling the truth. Thank god the stranger was his brother, what luck for me!

I turned and went to go back to playing my game, with a big grin on my face akin to an innocent man going free from a courtroom after being cleared of a crime he did not commit. The girls took notice, and the girl I played threw a fit. The owner called them on it, and they just made more stuff up. Then another unrelated woman came out and said they pulled this on other guys at the club and she had seen them do it. Apparently I wasn't the first guy to be thrown out of there for something he didn't do. Hearing this, the owners face got all contorted as he clearly contemplated other situations similar to mine where he had made the wrong choice. He kicked them out, I didn't hear the whole thing, but they did put up quite a fuss.

I finished my game with my friend. He won, but it was still a good game. And free lunch was also great. I stopped going to that store to play still. The rumors had already spread. Everyone still treated me differently. I even heard a version of the story where I had apparently put my hand on the one girl's breast. The damage was done, and I didn't care enough to fix it after a while of trying to fight it. My friend ended up moving closer to another store anyway. We play at two other places. I have not seen those girls again, nor have I had any other real negative experiences (other than getting my but whooped) while playing with any of those stores female players.

Wow I just realized how long that story is typed out. Sorry for the long read.

If you TL;DR this, basically: beat a girl, she freaked out and tried to get me banned from the store, in the end justice prevails... mostly.

+1
See if it was me, depending on the army I was playing, I would of just crushed her. Like if I was playing my Nidz and I didn't use Trevi spam I would of laugh at tabling her.

Quick background on me: I'm in a R.O.P class studying Tactics to become a Field officer. I have become a Real fan of the German tactics in WW1, so being the Soulless officer that sends his troops to there death with out remorse I tend to treat my Allies like sandbags somethings. So on to the story. It was a doubles tournament 1.5k per teammate so it was 3k per side. I was playing DKoK and my partner was using a rainbow painted slaanesh chaos daemons (5th ed tourny at FLGS) also he was gay and this is important later on in the story. After 2 win we where off to the final round, for the final round we had to fight 3k of blobbed gun-line guard. Now this is where my cold efficient mind set in, so my Allie (lets call him bob) his Daemon army was set up to alpha strike and take out elite unites so he was more or less useless. I had a great Idea. and after whispering it to him he agreed. All he did that game was deepstrike in front of there gun line and provide me with cover. (Now I'm sure you guys are wondering why that maters...well remember I said I was playing DKoK what what are they know for? Thats right! ORDNANCE BATTERY! They make blobb's cry harder then flamers. the game was over by beginning of turn 4, we went first by the way. after the game we shook hands with the opponents, one of them said "I though I'v seen everything but I never guessed that a Skin head would play on the same team with a gay guy" I stood there in shock, I have never had anyone say that to me and Bob was just laughing away and trying to tell the guy In between breaths that I wasn't and Skin head and that we have been friend for a few years now. That story is still told every now and then at the FLGS I go to we all laugh about it but its still awkward the think that someone believing I was a Skin head.

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Thatguyhsagun wrote:
Ok this may be hard to believe but my first real game in 5th was the starter game at the GW store (long story short I started in 4th but my parents are separated so I game with my dad; this was with my mom) and lost. Mind you I was about 12 at the time, maybe a little younger and had yet to start my own army (borrowed my fathers-he has every single one) so I picked the good old boys in blue, got a little wonky and lo and behold my dread was ripped asunder by a power klaw, my marine squad shot up with rokkets, the termies died to a hail of fire combined with some bad cc saves. The dice gods were not happy (I got a LOT of 1's and 2's) and to make up for it I sacrificed a dozen dice in their name when I got home. The redshirt didn't know what to say but I was not disheartened, and proceeded to buy not only the SM codex but a battleforce and an AOBR box set from the guy, who looked rather surprised.

Same for me mate.

Rocked up to have a go at it for the first time. Black shirt (used to be red I suppose) goes Orks with mentality to lose using only the Boyz, Nobz and Warboss. I'm sitting blue with Terminators, Troops, Dreadnaught and Boss.

3 turns later I was tabled and he couldn't believe it. Went on to get a few hundred bucks worth of starting supplies and AOBR, I was more interested in the painting TBH. Getting there and now wanting to make a decent force to win lol. SMs didn't do it for me, here's hoping CSM go better.

 kinratha wrote:

 pwntallica wrote:
***see above for my very long original story***

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See if it was me, depending on the army I was playing, I would of just crushed her. Like if I was playing my Nidz and I didn't use Trevi spam I would of laugh at tabling her.

The point was, she was a good player with a solid army. It wasn't a matter of just crushing her. She played a good game despite her shenanigans. I did play the whole game to win, I just happened to pull clearly ahead on the 5th turn thanks to some good plays on my part, and a solid backing from the dice gods.

 kinratha wrote:
...its still awkward the think that someone believing I was a Skin head

I shave my head. Mostly because I had terrible receding hair lines by the age of 19, also I like to think I pull it off. Still, every so often people assume I am a skin head, or racist because I'm a bald white dude (kind of an oxymoron if you ask me).

Try being a bald white dude with stretched ears and tattoos. :p

Matney X wrote:
Try being a bald white dude with stretched ears and tattoos. :p

Well I have a few tattoos, but not stretched ears. One of my gaming buddies does though, and rocks a huge mohawk. I guess the two of us at a table must be quite the sight then

I had the mohawk 'til I was 19 and started going bald. Now I either shave it or look homeless. But enough of that... back to game talk.

 theman99808 wrote:
I was at out local gaming store on 40k night looking for a quick pick up game and after asking around I found a guy to play with....he was paralyzed from the waste down and struggled a little with his upper body movements. First im gonna say im not against anybody thats like that, I applaud him for still coming out and playing. Back on topic, we decided to play a 1k game because we both had to leave in a few hours. I played my deathwing and him his gray knights. After a few turns I had taken two of the objectives and killed his warlord only loosing two or three terminators from each of my three squads. To make a long story short I ended up tabling the guy, I normally get that triumphant feeling after that but this time I just felt like a git. By no means was he a bad player and was a great sportsman about it, his list for 1k was quite a power list too. After he left I was talking to some of the other guys at the shop and they asked me how my game went and I told them I tabled the guy and one looked at me and went "dude, he was in a wheel chair and you tabled him"

So that might have been my most awkward game ive played in, whats yours?

also ive seen during a tournament a 15 year old kid play a 12 year old and make the 12 year old cry.....at a toys for tots tournament.

Why should you feel awkard for winning a game against an opponent who played a power list, was a good player and was a good sportsman to boot? Just because he was in a wheelchair? That is dumb. So because someone is in a wheelchair you are supposed to not really play the game so that they win? Is winning a game of 40k because someone let you going to make up for you being stuck in a wheelchair? Hardly. I have a friend who is now a parapalegic and in a wheelchair or using a walker because of some idiot ramming into the back of his stopped car at full speed. His upper body strength is amazing and he would punch your lights out if you played that maudlin crap on him and let him win because he was in a wheel chair. That friend also has started competitive biking with a hand pedaling bike as well.

No need for you to have felt awkward winning that game in the least. As for the second example you gave, if you can't lose a game without throwing a temper tantrum or crying then you are not ready to play 40k in public. I know a few too many older players who also fail this test regularly.

My most awkward game was one where everything just went completely wrong for my opponent. At first it was funny, the first few mess ups. Never hitting. Never making an armor save. Always just too far away for charging. Then he started getting frustrated and careless and started breaking his models while moving stuff. He wasn't angry and banging things, just getting so frustrated his attention was straying. Small things at first and then a nice piece that was lost is bumped from the edge of the table and ruined on the floor. It just kept going like that for the whole game. The guy lost horribly, I lost pretty much nothing at all on the table, parts of his army were damaged or ruined. I just felt really bad. Started with people laughing at first and then by the end everyone around the game was cringing when the next bad thing would happen to the poor guy. :(

Skriker

I'm by no mean the worlds most serious gamer, in fact, I prefer to paint, but after getting past 2,000 worth of BA I figured I'd best learn to play.

Back before 6th came out, a friend of mine came round whilst I was painting and had a few models out on the dining table. Figuring the hobby could do with a new player, introduced him to 40k.

Fast forward 7 months, he decides to play Orks, and has Magpie syndrome.

He turns up with 4k worth of Orks, which he has not looked into tactics, not thought about using wagons as infantry shields, shooting at the target which could do most damage etc, etc. by turn 5 I had almost gunned him to death and then unleashed my CC squads, which "put him to the sword".

The game took a good 8 hours or so, counting cigarette breaks, food breaks etc.

I feel real awkward, his first game with his army, and now he ducks out of playing every time I challenge him!

 Evileyes wrote:
Moral of the story: never judge an opponent on appearances

The other moral is never judge the entirety of a gaming group based solely on the idiocy of the sexist douchebag who still thinks women are rare in the world. My guess is you were playing him because no one else would anymore and he saw a new player, and a "girl" to boot and was thinking easy win. Sorry, but I doubt he would have thought woman...

Unlike many other nerdy folks I've never lacked for female company in life in general or in gaming. Mind you I've not seen as many women into the full sized mini games and if they are it is usually more fantasy than sci-fi or historicals, but they are definitely out there. Never understood the patronizing attitude some male players show to women who show up to game. If they show up with a prepared army, the rules and their army book/codex it is HIGHLY likely that they have some clue about what they are there for in the first place and you will just look like an ass if you act like they got lost on their way to the Barbie doll aisle or something.

Skriker

 Skriker wrote:

 Evileyes wrote:
Moral of the story: never judge an opponent on appearances

The other moral is never judge the entirety of a gaming group based solely on the idiocy of the sexist douchebag who still thinks women are rare in the world. My guess is you were playing him because no one else would anymore and he saw a new player, and a "girl" to boot and was thinking easy win. Sorry, but I doubt he would have thought woman...

Unlike many other nerdy folks I've never lacked for female company in life in general or in gaming. Mind you I've not seen as many women into the full sized mini games and if they are it is usually more fantasy than sci-fi or historicals, but they are definitely out there. Never understood the patronizing attitude some male players show to women who show up to game. If they show up with a prepared army, the rules and their army book/codex it is HIGHLY likely that they have some clue about what they are there for in the first place and you will just look like an ass if you act like they got lost on their way to the Barbie doll aisle or something.

Skriker

Indeed, i'm fortunate enough now to play outside of a FLGS, the club I go to is full of very friendly folk, who are not at all like that guy, but I do tend to steer clear of GW stores because there is inevitably always a few guy's like that there.

I don't judge the community based on those idiots, but the community, does have a disproportionately large amount of those kind's of idiots, at least from my experience.

 Soo'Vah'Cha wrote:
Most awkward game ever..hmmm

Had to be when I was playing my Tau against a fellow at a FLGS, and his girlfriend was watching and giving moral support, she was kinda easy on the eyes and obviously did not really want to be there, but as the game went along I kept noticing her looking my way, and standing on my side of the table a lot.
She also was making unfavorable comparisons between our models, being pretty harsh on her BF's painted minis, and laughing when he was taking a beating. I actually felt bad for the fellow, even made it a point to compliment some of his better conversions and models, and disagree with his girlfriends opinions of them.

Really uncomfortable, and the guy even won the game, and his girl told him he got lucky!

And to add insult to injury a few minutes after he left, she came back in to "buy some dice" and offered me her phone number, seriously awkward game.

Minus the phone number part, I've had a pretty similar thing happen... although I didn't find it awkward.

I think this exchange sums it up fairly well:

Vesper Lynd: Am I going to have a problem with you, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: No, don't worry, you're not my type.
Vesper Lynd: Smart?
James Bond: Single.

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As for awkward situations... I didn't actually end up playing this game, but... well, you'll see. I will note that the last time I posted this story it derailed the thread, so try to keep it civil please.

I was playing a game of 40k with Crablezworth when a guy in the GW store asked if I wanted to play a game with him after. I was like "eh why not?" and didn't really worry too much about it, instead concentrating on the game I had in progress. However, it was a few minutes later that I noticed that the guy was wearing this shirt:

Suffice to say that I found that rather tasteless and figured that douche shirt = douche player and so I made up an excuse about why I couldn't play and just left the guy hanging. Say what you will about how easily I get offended (and I honestly do not get offended easily), but there is nothing funny about the deaths of almost 3000 people... and beyond that, putting the joke on a tacky t-shirt is even worse.