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Aduro wrote:We've got a guy at our FLGS who paints stuff to a simply STUNNING level of awesome. When he got bored of his Deathwing, he sold them to a local kid for I believe $500. I think it's consists of a Landraider, ~25 Terminators, plus a Dark Angle Pred and Devastator squad. The kid transports them all dumped into a small plastic container the size of a shoe box.

I think a part of my soul died w/ that story. Anything w/ "paints stuff to a simply STUNNING level of awesome" that gets treated like that just gets to me.

generalgrog wrote:A SUPERHOT woman walked into a FLGS, I was in, one time.

Let me guess, all of the dice rolling and rules debating came to a screeching halt.

A buddie's FW Flying Hive Tyrant fell/knocked off the table and hit the ground. All that broke were the little talon fingers on the wings and the pointy tongue. The world came to a screeching halt in the LGS.

brotherskeeper74 wrote:

Aduro wrote:We've got a guy at our FLGS who paints stuff to a simply STUNNING level of awesome. When he got bored of his Deathwing, he sold them to a local kid for I believe $500. I think it's consists of a Landraider, ~25 Terminators, plus a Dark Angle Pred and Devastator squad. The kid transports them all dumped into a small plastic container the size of a shoe box.

I think a part of my soul died w/ that story. Anything w/ "paints stuff to a simply STUNNING level of awesome" that gets treated like that just gets to me.

that's whythere should be an age limit on hobby gaming. like say 21.

brotherskeeper74 wrote:

generalgrog wrote:A SUPERHOT woman walked into a FLGS, I was in, one time.

Let me guess, all of the dice rolling and rules debating came to a screeching halt.

A buddie's FW Flying Hive Tyrant fell/knocked off the table and hit the ground. All that broke were the little talon fingers on the wings and the pointy tongue. The world came to a screeching halt in the LGS.

unlikely on the "SUPERHOT"...

Forgeworld stuff should come with an exam and a tracking device in it so that the proper authorities can be notified when scrubs don't take proper care of the stuff.

Kilkrazy wrote:I went to the local GW today to buy the new Nid codex and the staff were polite, friendly and helpful without being clingy or pushy.

No way! The same thing happened to me!

My only gaming what the is when I was playing a game of 40 K with a buddy he was measuring the distance to one of my units and dropped the tape measure right in the middle of a 10 man unit of 2nd edition marines I think we spent the better part of a hour looking for the all the pieces he felt so bad the next week he showed up for the game with a new box of marines for me and I was not even mad at him about it
The other what the moment was when I was working at Toys R Us when I was going to college I was filling the diapers which were located in the back when someone came up to me and asked if we sold toys no one believe me that this happened until It happened again but this time I had a witness.
Also not all 40 year olds are cheating when they sneak in old rules it is just after years of glue and paint inhaling your brain does not function on all cylinders

dumplingman wrote:no no no it was his own khan!
and he is generally a nice guy but it was heartbreaking.

I still wouldn't play that guy, I couldn't be sure of not ending up on the line of fire the next time something went awry.

Howlingmoon wrote:
unlikely on the "SUPERHOT"...
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True you don't have to be super hot. When I see the hobby store at a distance in the mall, they are all really noisy talking about their armies, and i just walk in, everyone quiets down and treat the game silly while playing. Rather awkward and they dont get "into character" playing a game with me. lol

We have this kid we call Max RAGE. He got the nick name
after consecutive losses, after which his temper went
more and more out of control.
The climax was reached when he took his High Elf lord on dragon and threw it against the wall.
I couldn't believe he did that, because there were never any problems with him.
Thankfully, he's much calmer these days.

My old Chaos Warhound from FW was constantly being knocked over by a very good friend of mine. To the point of me making the whole thing able to be broken down into core components so when it eventually met his elbow, the damage was minimal.

mondamoto wrote:
The other what the moment was when I was working at Toys R Us when I was going to college I was filling the diapers which were located in the back when someone came up to me and asked if we sold toys no one believe me that this happened until It happened again but this time I had a witness.

Pre-loaded for the consumer's convenience? Ew.

As for my story..

Local store, 10 years back.. one of my last games before kid came along and games got shelved for a while..

A Bring an Army, no points day, just to play.. one guy (college age) shows up .. noonish, brings out a day-glo eldar army.. is playing well. No rules issues.. (his opponent is in his.. idunno .. middle teens??) but the college kid starts playing really poorly.. getting emotional, weepy, hating his dice.. and being fairly LOUD about it.. and in the middle of about turn 2/3.. while sitting in his chair.. just slides to the ground. No models knocked, but we all were thinking he had some medical brain thing just happen. Visions of stroke, etc..

when some of the adults got to him (not me, I was standing and boggling as well).. the announcement was made that he had passed out.. drunk! When you got close, there was about a 2 foot aroma cloud of booze.. the teen who was the opponent thought the smell was "college aftershave".. lol.

He had had a container of something out in his car .. evidently just drank it all in one go... to help him with "nerves" as it was his first time at the store. Also his last, not to mention..

-Porkuslime

Somehow post hopped threads

I was in GW on a quiet day once and the shop doors were open. Two kids on scooters shot down the pavement outside and in through the door and rather theatrically fell on the floor and rolled around shouting. A member of staff walked over to see what the hell was going on but before he got close they leapt up and ran out the door and made off down the street on said scooters. It was just wierd.

I've been to a couple of Doctor Who conventions, and there's a few odd balls turn up occasionally. One year we actually dressed up and my wife went as the companion Zoe. Now she's not as small as the actress by any means, who was probably a UK size 6 or something, but this bloke starts talking to be and says she doesn't actually look a lot like Zoe and points out some skinny woman he knew and said "she's more like Zoe" to which I said "oh yes?" enquiring a bit more specific criticism. Well I think though his socially deprived daze he twigged at this point than he'd put both his feet in it and immediately tried to backpeddle saying "uh uh uh her hair is too long" and then did a disappearing act.

At the same even was a chap we all called "lightsabre man". To be fair he had something like aspergers and was a friendly enough bloke but caused many memorable moments. one year he brought along one of those light up lightsabres with sound effects and accidentally set it off when sitting down during the middle of a panel of interviewing Doctor Who stars. The same year he actually went up to the panel to show the actors/writers the lightsabre and was waving it around while asking the most bizarre questions. I don't recall many of his questions now, but one was "what was it like filming in black and white?", and "what was it like filming after the Apollo 11 moon landing?". He also made a huge rambling question to Blake's 7 star Paul Darrow in which he demanded to know what happened to the cast after the final episode which culminated with him shouting "...but we never saw what really happened, and we fans have been waiting nearly 30 years to know the truth!!"

As I said, he was a nice bloke but utterly mad.

My friends and I have actually caused a fair share of those moments. In middle school we start this odd game/skit where a silent, slow motion assassination attempt was thwarted.

One person, the assassin would sneak around in an over dramatized, menacing gait in slow motion. At the same time another person would mimic concerned observations of the situation and take off at a slow motion run to intercept the assassin. The assassin whips backs an imaginary coat and produces an imaginary gun that he then points at the target (often someone who as no idea what was going on). The assassin cocks the gun and aims it, but just has the trigger is pulled the hero leaps between the assassin and the shot and saves the target’s life. The hero falls the ground and the assassin mutters a silent curse and flees the scene in slow motion.

At first only the assassin and the hero were the players with the target and the surrounding people were the people with the “What just happened!?” expressions. But we did this a lot, and the cast grew. Sometimes there was more than one hero and the assassin had more than one bullet and a pile of bodies was left at the target’s feet. Also the target may have had experience with our shenanigans before and would make an over-dramatic gesture like falling to his knees in lamentation at the hero’s sacrifice, sometimes the hero will mouth his last worlds to the grieving target.

It got to the point that so many people were so accustomed to this skit that we would have more characters acting along than people unaware of what was occurring. People would play bystanders who would point out the assassination and mouth out the worlds “look out!” and “assassin!”. And a mob would pursue the villain as he fled away all and slow motion. Just imagine having a conversation with someone and they began moving in slow motion and silently screaming “Look Out!” while point at another person also moving in slow motion in an attempt to mime assassinate someone who is thwarted by the efforts of the hero.

We did this everywhere just not our FLGS, we were utterly shameless; playgrounds, parking lots, assemblies, malls, and so on. There was never any planning of orchestration, the skit started when someone started to slink around in slow motion and the first person to take up the role of the hero started a slow motion interception. As fun as this game was for my friends and myself I don’t recommend it in today’s climate.

squilverine wrote:One of the funiest things I ever saw was a woman who marched into my local GW demanding to see the manager. She proceeds to scream at him for selling her 10 year old a violent computer game, he tried to explain she must have the wrong shop, but she then accuses him of lying and says he saw her coming and hid the video games out the back. It wasn't until he took her outside and showed her the name of the shop and the name on the top of her reciept that she realised what a fool she had made of herself and stormed off looking rather red faced

The other was a guy who took a part time job in my local GW, whilst studying art at uni, he didn't know any of the games, and spent most of his time trying to convince new customers to go away and take up painting on canvass instead. He lasted about 5 days. The final straw was when he painted a batch of glade riders on pink and purple horses. When it came to handing back his uniform he launched into a bizarre tirede about the evils of wargaming and that we would all end up as drug addicts

Who the hell was this dude give me a name we have soooo many loons employed in our GW's lol almost like one a season.

I popped into the Birmingham store a couple weeks back and all the staff were in green tops, apart from one who was in bright blue!!!! Then I thought even weirder they had a clipboard and appeared to be able to write as well. Also - it was a FEMALE staff member.

covenant84, Inland Revenue audit?

Howard A Treesong wrote:

I've been to a couple of Doctor Who conventions, and there's a few odd balls turn up occasionally.

No way!!!!! Oddballs at a Dr. Who convention....... I refuse to believe it (sarcasm turned off now)

Howard A Treesong wrote:I've been to a couple of Doctor Who conventions...

I thought I recognised your name from the old Outpost Galifrey.

avantgarde wrote:So I was in GW and someone was using two Land Raiders filled with Terminators. I was like: no way anyone in a GW is using a semi-competitive list. They were horribly mix and matched (Redeemer and Godhammer) which is to be expected, but it still blew me away.

It's not often that I literally laugh out loud, but you sir did it. Thank you =)

There was a huge line of people in line at the GW store in the mall. My buddy was the only one on shift at the time so I offered to give him a hand answering questions and such. There was a kid (about 12 or so) who was really interested in the fantasy game. I showed him a couple things and explained the basics. He was so pumped up so I played a turn or two with him. He seemed like a nice kid and call me sentimental, but the glow on his face was priceless. I didnt see him again until a couple months later at the lgs. I guess his house was a couple blocks away so he rode his bike. He was walking around just watching games and asking questions. Being really polite about it and not wanting to inturupt anybody. We saw this kid every weekend at the store doing the same thing. Just watching and reading whatever codex somebody let him use. The whole time I only saw him ever buy one thing. An old SM bike (all metal) that somebody found in the back storage. After about 4 months one of the gamers did some investigating on the lad. We found out his family was on hard times. A couple of us went to his house while he was out (at school, I hope). We talked to his mom for a minute just to be sure she wasnt a crazy anti-game nut or something. After collecting from the regulars and a good bit form the store, we got him a SM megaforce with all the extras. Paint, brushes, an extra squad, various metal singles, codex, all the Black Library books we already read, and a button-down workshirt that said "(game store name) TOURNEMENT TEAM" with his name stitched on the front. We hid it all in the bcak with a "HAPPY GAMING MIKE" banner up and just went about our Saturday. He showed up and just sat and watched again. We finaly told him to go in the back and grab a soda, or whatever. The scream that came out of that back room was priceless. He just sat there staring at the table full of swag. We ended up ordering a couple pizzas and just kicking it as he flipped through his new army, wrapped in his new gamer shirt (it was a little big on a 12 year old. I dont think he minded though.). He didnt want to get a ride home because he thought his mom would get mad if he got in a car (good lad). We used a guys truck to tote it all down to his place. His mom was in tears. It was the sweetest thing ever. Hugging us and telling us "thank you". He was there the next week. Sitting so proud with HIS army (Ultramarines) in front of him.


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If that doesnt make you well up a little bit, you have no soul. Its been 11 years since we set him up with his first army. I stopped by the store my last time home. Im in the army, so I havent been back in years. There was a picture of him at last years Games Day in Baltimore. He was playing Ultramarines.

that
was
so
awesome...
proves we all have hearts after all...
assultmarine

Wow Cpt Gate, just wow.

+1 faith in humanity.

Thats so honorable you almost question the veracity. Temporary suspension of acidlike cynicism-engaged.

Good job boyo!

Cpt Gate wrote:There was a huge line of people in line at the GW store in the mall. My buddy was the only one on shift at the time so I offered to give him a hand answering questions and such. There was a kid (about 12 or so) who was really interested in the fantasy game. I showed him a couple things and explained the basics. He was so pumped up so I played a turn or two with him. He seemed like a nice kid and call me sentimental, but the glow on his face was priceless. I didnt see him again until a couple months later at the lgs. I guess his house was a couple blocks away so he rode his bike. He was walking around just watching games and asking questions. Being really polite about it and not wanting to inturupt anybody. We saw this kid every weekend at the store doing the same thing. Just watching and reading whatever codex somebody let him use. The whole time I only saw him ever buy one thing. An old SM bike (all metal) that somebody found in the back storage. After about 4 months one of the gamers did some investigating on the lad. We found out his family was on hard times. A couple of us went to his house while he was out (at school, I hope). We talked to his mom for a minute just to be sure she wasnt a crazy anti-game nut or something. After collecting from the regulars and a good bit form the store, we got him a SM megaforce with all the extras. Paint, brushes, an extra squad, various metal singles, codex, all the Black Library books we already read, and a button-down workshirt that said "(game store name) TOURNEMENT TEAM" with his name stitched on the front. We hid it all in the bcak with a "HAPPY GAMING MIKE" banner up and just went about our Saturday. He showed up and just sat and watched again. We finaly told him to go in the back and grab a soda, or whatever. The scream that came out of that back room was priceless. He just sat there staring at the table full of swag. We ended up ordering a couple pizzas and just kicking it as he flipped through his new army, wrapped in his new gamer shirt (it was a little big on a 12 year old. I dont think he minded though.). He didnt want to get a ride home because he thought his mom would get mad if he got in a car (good lad). We used a guys truck to tote it all down to his place. His mom was in tears. It was the sweetest thing ever. Hugging us and telling us "thank you". He was there the next week. Sitting so proud with HIS army (Ultramarines) in front of him.


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If that doesnt make you well up a little bit, you have no soul. Its been 11 years since we set him up with his first army. I stopped by the store my last time home. Im in the army, so I havent been back in years. There was a picture of him at last years Games Day in Baltimore. He was playing Ultramarines.

Thats just awsome. Really. Super cool becasue it probably kept the kid out of trouble. Hats off dude.

I salute you and those others.

Cpt Gate wrote:..Long story...

Ok, that was awesome.

Well Done Cpt Gate. Way to go the extra 10 miles!

*shrug* There were too many "crazy guy" stories. Thought I should cheer it up a little in here.

Howlingmoon wrote:
unlikely on the "SUPERHOT"...

Haha...

Here in the Northeast Atlanta area, there's a little FLGS that has a cafe in it (great idea with really good food). The store is right next door to a tanning bed salon.

Hot girls coming in for a pannini or deli sandwich are not an uncommon sight.

Frazzled wrote:Thats so honorable you almost question the veracity. Temporary suspension of acidlike cynicism-engaged.

Good job boyo!

I have done alot of really messed up things in my time, so this is one of the only "nice guy" stories I have. Should I tell the one about a group of us lighting gak on fire?

I just read it. I'm tearing up.
That's just amazing.