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Good on Dave's part! D-bag bf got his just desserts!

Benamint wrote:Good on Dave's part! D-bag bf got his just desserts!

Hear hear!! Now, did Dave get the girl?

I remember this one time while I was in the store.

This kid who was extremely wealthy (Freaking Lake County kids have everything) had 300 grey knights, and a ton of ultramarines. Thunderhawks, warhounds, land raiders, everything that a space marine player would want. And would never actually need. Was bragging about how he had so many points. Being the good natured kid I was I just looked at it shook my head and I left the store, knowing that other people wanted to use those tables. He took up 3 tables to build his army thing. And then this other kid (younger than me) walked up to the table and said "that ain't store appropriate." He flipped the table... The guy's models smashed against the ground. Now the store manager looked at this in shock and said "Who wants to help me build this?"

Asherian Command wrote:I remember this one time while I was in the store.

This kid who was extremely wealthy (Freaking Lake County kids have everything) had 300 grey knights, and a ton of ultramarines. Thunderhawks, warhounds, land raiders, everything that a space marine player would want. And would never actually need. Was bragging about how he had so many points. Being the good natured kid I was I just looked at it shook my head and I left the store, knowing that other people wanted to use those tables. He took up 3 tables to build his army thing. And then this other kid (younger than me) walked up to the table and said "that ain't store appropriate." He flipped the table... The guy's models smashed against the ground. Now the store manager looked at this in shock and said "Who wants to help me build this?"

...What. Really? Holy cow.

Samus_aran115 wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:I remember this one time while I was in the store.

This kid who was extremely wealthy (Freaking Lake County kids have everything) had 300 grey knights, and a ton of ultramarines. Thunderhawks, warhounds, land raiders, everything that a space marine player would want. And would never actually need. Was bragging about how he had so many points. Being the good natured kid I was I just looked at it shook my head and I left the store, knowing that other people wanted to use those tables. He took up 3 tables to build his army thing. And then this other kid (younger than me) walked up to the table and said "that ain't store appropriate." He flipped the table... The guy's models smashed against the ground. Now the store manager looked at this in shock and said "Who wants to help me build this?"

...What. Really? Holy cow.

Yeah. I think the kid deserved it. He was poor sport. first game i had against him, i popped open his land raider. he raged quit. It was one hell of a lucky shot my multimelta guy must of been laughing his arse off.

I have worst stories.

I was at my FLGS, and we were having a game night. Now I loved them but after this one I stopped coming to my FLGS. So this douche canoe decided to make a list with three land raiders. Now this wasn't too big of a problem... But it was 2,000 points. Each one of them was allowed to have a squad inside. Now what was inside of these lovelys.... Was something horrible.... two stern guards in one. With all combi meltas and melta guns. And he had several scout squads which were extremely cheap. This list fethed with me. As it was vechile spam with razorbacks with plasma-las.

My army as always was a footslogger. And his army was specifically aiming for that. I had no chance.
But what really made me mad was that everyone had a vechile list. Except for me and another guy. But the other guy... Had the best list. 3rd Ed Chaos Space Marines. And our Manager allowed this. Abosutle cheese. But lovely as hell. He wreaked everyone else till he faced the land raider guy. My friend with the 3rd chaos space marines lost. But only lost due to one bad roll. (his daemon prince killed himself.)

I refused from then on to face vechile players. Then I went in with my fully teched out army of razorbacks and beat the kid at his own game except with my flavor added too it. Instead of sternguard I had dreadnoughts. And a master of the forge... And 6 dreadnoughts.... in Drop pods.... in annihaltion game. Revenge is so oh so sweet.

I have two others but i want to read other people's stories.

That's not really a horror story. That's just you beating someone.

timetowaste85 wrote:

Benamint wrote:Good on Dave's part! D-bag bf got his just desserts!

Hear hear!! Now, did Dave get the girl?

+ a bazillion. Seriously, a bazillion. When you say "Dave", do you really mean "Clark Kent"?

spyguyyoda wrote:

timetowaste85 wrote:

Benamint wrote:Good on Dave's part! D-bag bf got his just desserts!

Hear hear!! Now, did Dave get the girl?

+ a bazillion. Seriously, a bazillion. When you say "Dave", do you really mean "Clark Kent"?

Seriously.... I dunno some of these stories make me kinda mad or sick. Here I am a CRJS major and I need a clean record to get into the force. If I witnessed a girl getting slapped or my gf got groped (as said in an earlier post) I think I'd have to change career paths.... Cause I'd definetly have to do something..... unkind to such people.... I have utmost respect for women and it really ticks me off to hear about ladies being slapped around. That's when an actual man needs to step in and adjust the offender's ideas on such a topic

I would have quit the game and call in a domestic disturbance to the police.

hotsauceman1 wrote:I would have quit the game and call in a domestic disturbance to the police.

Or put on your smoothest Berry White impression and say,

"Hey baby, why you hanging with this looser? Come over here and I'll treat you right everyday of every week of every year."

Ma55ter_fett wrote:

hotsauceman1 wrote:I would have quit the game and call in a domestic disturbance to the police.

Or put on your smoothest Berry White impression and say,

"Hey baby, why you hanging with this looser? Come over here and I'll treat you right everyday of every week of every year."

Fett, I gotta tell you, I watch your signature picture about 5 times through, every time you post. It's...wonderful...

Am I the only one who feels guilty while reading the "otherside of the counter stories"? I go through them seeing if I have done any of the stuff they complain about, and I end up having done most of it. Whole new list of things not to do.

This thread is starting to disgust me. Every time I think that my opinion of humanity has hit a low, somehow, i discover that i was merely resting on a precarious ledge on my long fall down, before it gave out and spilled me onto a lower ledge still... I'm starting to think not only do we need licenses for parenting, but licenses for the right to live.

The fact that the chick Dave (see bottom of page five of this thread) went to protect didn't call or cry out when she was hit is merely an indication that it really wasn't the first time, and wasn't going to be the last time either. I hope that that gak stain on the backside of society failed his armor save, and his reanimation protocol. Permanently.

poda_t wrote:This thread is starting to disgust me. Every time I think that my opinion of humanity has hit a low, somehow, i discover that i was merely resting on a precarious ledge on my long fall down, before it gave out and spilled me onto a lower ledge still... I'm starting to think not only do we need licenses for parenting, but licenses for the right to live.

The fact that the chick Dave (see bottom of page five of this thread) went to protect didn't call or cry out when she was hit is merely an indication that it really wasn't the first time, and wasn't going to be the last time either. I hope that that gak stain on the backside of society failed his armor save, and his reanimation protocol. Permanently.

I've been saying this for years...and everyone accuses me of being a type of Neo-Nazi. I feel all people should attend a parenting class and receive a satisfactory score by a certain time in their life or be rendered sterile-if you can't take care of kids, you shouldn't have them. And should you have a child before taking this class, since we know teen pregnancy is common, you must immediately take the course and if failed, the child must be put up for adoption for a good home. Everyone says it's wrong and shouldn't be controlled-if it was controlled, we'd have less abused/abandoned children and most would grow up with respect for society, because the parents would be forced into knowing how to correctly raise their children. Whether they follow is not a guarantee, but at least they are forced to have the tools available to them. I can't believe desiring it for the right reasons meets so much hatred...and Dave's opponent would be an example of someone sterilized in my vision-if not non-existent, depending on his parents ability. I prepare for the flames against me for this...but keep in mind, I only say it for the right reasons, for the benefits of kids to not deal with crappy parents who don't deserve them.

It's not just that but the wealthy people. They feel like they own everything and that everything is allowed to them (this thread seems to only confirm my point) Meanwhile our family broke our backs carving ourselves space out after immigrating to canada. Not an easy task for 40 ear olds with 3 kids. Especially when said parents have a communist education (which aparantly makes them sub-human snot...). Fortunately things went well for us and I get all kinds of stares for the stuff i try to save and salvage. Hell, if i can make a pair of jeans last 6-12 months longer, I will patch the hell out of them. Also, why I hate that everything in stores these days comes conveniently pre-ripped, so you only really have to wear it for 3 months instead of 3 years before its destroyed.
/end random rant

Lol, I read to story wrong and thought Dave was the guy who hit his GF.
I thought
"why the heck is everyone agreeing with the abuser?
And i am familiar with the entitlement thing.
I have a good life and i work my butt off to make sure i keep it. I got alot of breaks in life and i take advantage of them ALL because those arent free(except the grants, those are)

Yeah, that whole experience reminded me of the golden life rule: "There are only two kinds of people in the world, donkey-caves and good guys."

As it happened Dave only got the guy a couple times in his ratty-looking face but I think he got his point across. As for the couple? I only ever saw her after that. She'd come in for the occasional Warmachine game with Dave in tow. I never asked if they'd actual become an item, only because they were always together...so, in the interest of a happy ending, we'll say Dave got the girl.

As for the guy? I heard he pulled a nerd rage at a shop a town over from me, and I heard this 34th hand so it could be crap. But apparently, he flipped out during a game, broke some stuff and after the assembled gamers roflstomped him, he ended up getting arrested.

I'm firmly convinced karma was all over this guy like gak on velcro.

spyguyyoda wrote:

timetowaste85 wrote:

Benamint wrote:Good on Dave's part! D-bag bf got his just desserts!

Hear hear!! Now, did Dave get the girl?

+ a bazillion. Seriously, a bazillion. When you say "Dave", do you really mean "Orsus Zoktavir"?

Fixed that for you.

Dave should've been playing Khador. Everyone knows the Butcher of Khardov will END you if you lay a hand on a woman.

poda_t wrote:This thread is starting to disgust me. Every time I think that my opinion of humanity has hit a low, somehow, i discover that i was merely resting on a precarious ledge on my long fall down, before it gave out and spilled me onto a lower ledge still... I'm starting to think not only do we need licenses for parenting, but licenses for the right to live.

The fact that the chick Dave (see bottom of page five of this thread) went to protect didn't call or cry out when she was hit is merely an indication that it really wasn't the first time, and wasn't going to be the last time either. I hope that that gak stain on the backside of society failed his armor save, and his reanimation protocol. Permanently.

Wait you mean massed starvation, multiple wars, genocide, and Lady Gaga didn't do it for you, but stories about shennigans in GW did?

I have a story similar to the Dave one (kinda)

There was a match I was in guy and girl playing a match of warhammer fantasy, his Daemons against her Empire (and on a side note, she was really good). It was a large game with reinforcements, and he was bragging the whole time when his Keeper of the Secrets got on the board nothing would stop it.

When he pulled the Forge World model out she basically turned her entire cannon battery on it and slaughtered it in one turn, causing a good bit of laughing as a result from us spectators.

You could almost see him turning an unplesant shade of purple in rage before he stepped round, pretending to be looking over one combat. He then reached out and lunged at the girl, who was standing next to our local redshit, who proceeded to step in.

Now I can't say the guy's name as I can't spell it (He's Polish), but he's about seven foot tall, has bulging muscles and used to be a semi-professional wrestler.

Within moments he had the guy on the floor , held down with his arms behind his back, ordering us to pack up the guy's army while he held hiim down, before dragging him out of the store and half pushing, half throwing him onto the street before blacklisting the guy.

He's definitely the most badass Red Shirt I've ever seen, even if he can be really scary

Asherian Command wrote:

Samus_aran115 wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:I remember this one time while I was in the store.

This kid who was extremely wealthy (Freaking Lake County kids have everything) had 300 grey knights, and a ton of ultramarines. Thunderhawks, warhounds, land raiders, everything that a space marine player would want. And would never actually need. Was bragging about how he had so many points. Being the good natured kid I was I just looked at it shook my head and I left the store, knowing that other people wanted to use those tables. He took up 3 tables to build his army thing. And then this other kid (younger than me) walked up to the table and said "that ain't store appropriate." He flipped the table... The guy's models smashed against the ground. Now the store manager looked at this in shock and said "Who wants to help me build this?"

...What. Really? Holy cow.

Yeah. I think the kid deserved it. He was poor sport. first game i had against him, i popped open his land raider. he raged quit. It was one hell of a lucky shot my multimelta guy must of been laughing his arse off.

While the kid with a ton of stuff may have been a horrible person, I don't personally feel that excuses breaking his stuff. Don't play him, ask him to free up a couple tables, as the manager to intercede if the kid refuses, but don't break stuff for no reason.

Maybe he'd be nicer if someone would play the game properly with him? I remember some kids at game stores who assumed the ruels were both "Kill'em all" as the only scenario, and that anything you could put on the table was valid (no point limits, essentially) which led to some bad behavior.

Balance wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:

Samus_aran115 wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:I remember this one time while I was in the store.

This kid who was extremely wealthy (Freaking Lake County kids have everything) had 300 grey knights, and a ton of ultramarines. Thunderhawks, warhounds, land raiders, everything that a space marine player would want. And would never actually need. Was bragging about how he had so many points. Being the good natured kid I was I just looked at it shook my head and I left the store, knowing that other people wanted to use those tables. He took up 3 tables to build his army thing. And then this other kid (younger than me) walked up to the table and said "that ain't store appropriate." He flipped the table... The guy's models smashed against the ground. Now the store manager looked at this in shock and said "Who wants to help me build this?"

...What. Really? Holy cow.

Yeah. I think the kid deserved it. He was poor sport. first game i had against him, i popped open his land raider. he raged quit. It was one hell of a lucky shot my multimelta guy must of been laughing his arse off.

While the kid with a ton of stuff may have been a horrible person, I don't personally feel that excuses breaking his stuff. Don't play him, ask him to free up a couple tables, as the manager to intercede if the kid refuses, but don't break stuff for no reason.

Maybe he'd be nicer if someone would play the game properly with him? I remember some kids at game stores who assumed the ruels were both "Kill'em all" as the only scenario, and that anything you could put on the table was valid (no point limits, essentially) which led to some bad behavior.

I think you misunderstand (that or I do). The kid who OWNED the models flipped the table when he found out he couldn't use his shiny, expensive toys in a legitimate game, not the kid who told him they weren't valid. Then he stormed out and the manager decided to keep the stuff put together in a case. I'm sure he'd return them if the kid came back...but if the kid never returned, I'd call it a donation. But yeah, the kid sounded like a schmuck.

Ah, if the kid wrecked his owns tuff that's a diferent story. SOme pronoun issues in Ahserian's post: I assumed that Rich Kid had hi stuff out on three tables, and Other Younger Kid flipped them... And left the poor store manager looking at having to help clean up or replace the broken stuff somehow.

Yeah, the writing is a bit off-I had to read it two or three times to get the jist of it, but I did a student teaching stint in grad school as a 7th grade English teacher-I was eventually able to sort it out

timetowaste85 wrote:I think you misunderstand (that or I do). The kid who OWNED the models flipped the table when he found out he couldn't use his shiny, expensive toys in a legitimate game, not the kid who told him they weren't valid. Then he stormed out and the manager decided to keep the stuff put together in a case. I'm sure he'd return them if the kid came back...but if the kid never returned, I'd call it a donation. But yeah, the kid sounded like a schmuck.

It still doesn't make sense. So one kid comes back and says 'you can't use that' so he throws the table and breaks thousands of dollars of models? Yeah... Citation needed.

pretre wrote:

timetowaste85 wrote:I think you misunderstand (that or I do). The kid who OWNED the models flipped the table when he found out he couldn't use his shiny, expensive toys in a legitimate game, not the kid who told him they weren't valid. Then he stormed out and the manager decided to keep the stuff put together in a case. I'm sure he'd return them if the kid came back...but if the kid never returned, I'd call it a donation. But yeah, the kid sounded like a schmuck.

It still doesn't make sense. So one kid comes back and says 'you can't use that' so he throws the table and breaks thousands of dollars of models? Yeah... Citation needed.

Well, remember from the story-the kid had no appreciation/understanding of value-just had a bunch of toys that his parents probably bought him, and he thought nothing of it. I'd say it's plausible for a rich kid with no understanding of the value of a dollar to go 'Hulk-smash' on his own stuff.

timetowaste85 wrote:

pretre wrote:It still doesn't make sense. So one kid comes back and says 'you can't use that' so he throws the table and breaks thousands of dollars of models? Yeah... Citation needed.

Well, remember from the story-the kid had no appreciation/understanding of value-just had a bunch of toys that his parents probably bought him, and he thought nothing of it. I'd say it's plausible for a rich kid with no understanding of the value of a dollar to go 'Hulk-smash' on his own stuff.

Maybe I am too much of an optimist, but even a rich spoiled kid isn't stupid. Not to mention that even if he had no concept of a dollar, unless he has his butler assemble all of them, he is going to have a concept of time spent. That many models take a LONG time to assemble. No one is just going to toss a table that took them hundreds of hours to build.

If we were talking an AOBR set or something, yeah. "300 grey knights, and a ton of ultramarines. Thunderhawks, warhounds, land raiders, everything that a space marine player would want. " No one puts that much crap together and tosses it. Is it possible? Sure, but extremely unlikely.

Not to pick on AC, but combined with the confusing way the narrative is told, I'm gonna go with 'tall tale'.

Balance wrote:Ah, if the kid wrecked his owns tuff that's a diferent story. SOme pronoun issues in Ahserian's post: I assumed that Rich Kid had hi stuff out on three tables, and Other Younger Kid flipped them... And left the poor store manager looking at having to help clean up or replace the broken stuff somehow.

That is exactly how it read to me too.

That story. What an entitled punk.
I remember when i had to trek throuh 15 miles of snow both ways just to get paint that would freeze on its way back. and when models where made for ya and you just had a picture, chisel and a plastic block. Kids these days are so luck.

To be fair, I've known plenty of brattish kids that are like that.

I forget the exact circumstances or why, but this one kid I knew, his parents would get him anything he wanted was told he couldn't go somewhere or do something till later on or the next day, but he wanted whatever it was there and then, so he through a hissy fit, flung his shiny new playstation across the room smashing it.
So the kids parents bought him a new one.

Then there's the neurotic ones, who get told they're doing it wrong / can't do that / can't succeed and throw a fit, discarding whatever it was.
Knew a girl (about 13-14) who played yugioh, put together a fire deck, she put loads of restrictions on how it was gonna be, had to be THESE cards, in THIS way, drawing heavily from the show as inspiration, spent months and a lot of money putting this deck together how she wanted it and it's full of rare and shiny cards.
She gets told it's not gonna work - but she's got X monsters with over 3000 atk it must be awesome!
So she gets her ass handed to her 5 games in a row over an afternoon, first time using it since she finished putting it together.
So she screams about how awful she is, how she sucks, how everyone else cheats and uses overpowered cards and is horrible / mean even though we've spent a significant amount of time trying to help her and tought her to paly, and throws her deck out the window - storming off never to be seen again.

Never undersestimate the idiocy of the average spoilt brat.