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yes, you can't leave models out when you have cats. Although I will occasional put some unpainted old plastic marines out on the table for my younger cat to play with. he's figured out how to throw them at my older cat. He's also a very good shot.

I have had the following happen

Kid picks up a Death wing termie in the middle of a game I was playing , Mother calls for him to come on kid turns and knocks off 15-17 termies off table... and runs off with out a word...

only 2 were damaged... fixed with some glue... but the game was over then.

Apoc game on floor of a large garage... guy steps down on top of yet another Death wing Termie... fixed with glue....

Apoc game guy not paying any attention backs up in to my Marauder Destroyer and knocks it off its pole in to a FW chaos reaver, 2 Gargants and 2 stompas...
The Marauder breaks a part to the last piece. It was quickly fixed by my friend with hot glue , and only a a tip of a Autocannon was damaged. All the other super heavies were A-ok...

Me Being Dumb took off one of the main weapons on my Reaver, totally not thinking about how heavy the other one was on the other side...
Needless to say it catapulted the entire upper off the waist and legs. It only took 3-4 hours of Pinning and paint touch ups to fix , lesson learned.

For the love... Just read this thread front to back.

Havn't had any real problems at my local GW.

1.) Did see a kid start a 'dead pile' on the under table storage platform (knee high board) wit the stores Genestealers during an instructional Mega-Battle.

Then he proceeded to put his Napoleon Dynamite moon booted foot atop the pile to try to reach across the table...

I heard three distinct crunches, and the quiet grumblings of a red-shirt as he secured them for repair.

2.) My dad ran a Dark Ages minis game at a local con. Brought out a huge collection because he hadn't done any gaming in a long time, and these were home-written rules he was really proud of.

Unfortunately he won't run it ever again since a middle aged player managed to drop, crush, or otherwise mishandle nearly every unit he was using in game.

Horse riders broken off, wire spears torn off, paint chips, floor drops... The works. I know he said something to they guy in each turn - the other players were apologetic (and they didnt even know the offender!).

I'm amazed at the level of patience he displayed.

3.) I was the kid who convinced his babysitter that 'Dad lets me paint miniatures all the time!' at age 5. Fortunately I kept to plain lead and didn't go over existing paintjobs...

MinMax wrote:

Canonness Rory wrote:I was watching 2 guys play, one with a nob bikers list, the other a mono-nurgle list. The nurgle figs were nothing special, but the nob bikers guy had the forgeworld warboss and 10 custom-made bikers, all beautifully painted and based wonderfully.

Some 17 year old kid walks over, hits on me for a couple minutes,

Boys will be boys.

Canonness Rory wrote: then, when one of the nob bikers finally die, he asks to look at it. Nothing wrong so far.

He looks it over, and then breaks one of the arms off. On purpose. To see if he had used super-glue or plastic glue.

Augh, no! That's horrible!

On purpose?!

He said it was on purpose, because he wanted to see what glue he used.

he was about to get kicked in the face until he got kicked out.
Thankfully he had used super glue, and thus it was a fairly easy repair, though if you know where to look you can still see the damage.

"hey good lookin... you know I got a some intense muscles... lemme show you *snap*... see that? broke its arm off like that... mhmm"

Oh god it makes sense.....

Canonness Rory wrote:

MinMax wrote:

Canonness Rory wrote:I was watching 2 guys play, one with a nob bikers list, the other a mono-nurgle list. The nurgle figs were nothing special, but the nob bikers guy had the forgeworld warboss and 10 custom-made bikers, all beautifully painted and based wonderfully.

Some 17 year old kid walks over, hits on me for a couple minutes,

Boys will be boys.

Canonness Rory wrote: then, when one of the nob bikers finally die, he asks to look at it. Nothing wrong so far.

He looks it over, and then breaks one of the arms off. On purpose. To see if he had used super-glue or plastic glue.

Augh, no! That's horrible!

On purpose?!

He said it was on purpose, because he wanted to see what glue he used.

he was about to get kicked in the face until he got kicked out.
Thankfully he had used super glue, and thus it was a fairly easy repair, though if you know where to look you can still see the damage.

Maybe its obsessive compulsive disorder , ( like i get the urge to poke display foods in asia , 80% of them are display models , 20% ended up been real )

Well, as we have cat stories, i have a few things, my painting alcove is just a small closet in my house that my wife lets me keep my minis and paint, I'm still working on her to try and get her into the game she likes 'Nids at least to paint so i may get her a starter kit. But anyway we have this cat that fell down the flight of stairs when it was a kitten so subsequently it can't find the litter box all the time, so i wake up about once a month to mini's needing to be cleaned, my bits are now sealed, my minis will never be out unless I am working on them directly and they are under an upturned plastic bin to dry. The same cat has broken the magnet off of a dread (don't ask how) the multi-melta off of a LRC and and snapped a feww bases off, all where/are fixable, but still it is fracking anoying to go and pick up your beloved Black Templars Chaplain and get cat piss all over your fingers.

Aye cats can suck, one afternoon I found out that my cat had taken a leak in my lego bin the last time I had it out. About 3 months later I had an uncontrollable urge to build something out of it and got the scent of stale cat pee.

back on topic now,

I was working the night shift at work and I'm lucky enough to have a job where they let me paint all night. One night I had left to do a walkabout at my building (im a security guard) and when I got back I found an employee admiring my models which I had finsihed painting about 15 minutes before, th had smeared the not quite dry paint and alot of it transfered to his hands, I wasnt pissed or anyhting, but i had a good laugh when I exclaimed "Caught you black handed" (i play iron hands black body silver trim). He looked at his fingers and then the model and turned quite red.

The worst things I have ever seen with the "model molesters"...
The last year I went to a wargames exhibition here in Madrid with my Imperial Guard army. The exhibition was very near of a school and was full of children. The result was horrible! Anyone picked up one of my leman russ and put it in his backpack. I didn't see it at the moment and I never see the leman russ again...
Two imperial guards and a mortar dissappeared too and some models were broken...also a child turns his orange fanta over my soldiers! (by accident).

My wargaming association will organize a new exhibition in the next months...we will have security guards to watch around the gaming tables.

chaplaincliff wrote: fracking anoying to go and pick up your beloved Black Templars Chaplain and get cat piss all over your fingers.

Woah, some of these stories make me want to find some of these kids (and their parents) and teach them a lesson.

I have only ever had two bad things happen to me, once when two jerk-sticks on the other side of the gaming area were throwing a tennis ball at each other they lost control and accidentally hurled the ball across the room, it bounced along my table collecting 4 crisis suits and sent them flying, my commander snapped clean off at his heels, all that was left of him on the table were his two feet, oh yea and that was the first time I went to the club.

Another tale that happened a lot more recently; a long time member of my club walked over to my monolith, picked it up by its stem which needless to say promptly snapped and sent the entire model clattering to the table busting up the paint and snapping off lots of fiddly bits (guns etc...) when this useless oaf realized what he had done he promptly turned away and tried to pretend like he hadn't done anything at all (despite both me and my opponent seeing him do it), so I walked around to face him and just said very slowly, What. The. F@#!. to which he replied 'huh' and walked away with out so much as apologizing. I was disgusted and have never spoken to him since.

In Warhammer we need a three strike policy, you break three models belonging to others and you forfeit the right to two hands.

That story is awful. what a TFG.

Random dropping of Mini's is tolerable.

Purposeful snapping of arms to test the glue???!?!

No Trial
No Jury.
Double-tap to the noggin..

Whoop Whoop 100th post!

Talking of cats, I was far from amused with mine (my housemates to be fair, but given the fact he is away so much it is mine by default) this weekend.

I have an old Quality Street tin, left over from a couple of Christmas' ago, which I use to keep sand in when I am covering my miniatures bases. I went to base up some IG and found a massive poo in it.

The cat got kicked out for the night with no dinner. Furry Git.

I'm afraid that on one occasion I was the molester. Years ago at Games Day Baltimore, back when it was a two day event and we used to book a conference room at the hotel across the street for all-night gaming. Anyways, guy had his converted Hive Tyrant using Spawn (Todd McFarlane Spawn, not GW) bits that he was entering into Golden Daemon, and I managed to drop it. He spent the rest of the morning putting it back together.

Sadly I was the molester last night. A friend drove myself and another friend back to the dorms. I was in the back seat, my friend in the front. Now he keeps his minis in a shoebox with some foam. He got out and held the door open for me because it was going to close. I got out, tripped on the seatbelt while doing so, and smashed my hand into his box of mini, which flew, somehow ended up in my hand, then launched from my hand, crashing to the pavement. Needless to say I was devastated and thoroughly apologized while picking them up, offering bitz and money for anything he need as we both play eldar. In the end he said he would probably tally up what he had and sell it to me half price seeing as he was thinking f selling to me anyway. Felt really bad for it though.

H.B.M.C. wrote:I thought I didn't have this problem and no one every 'picked up' my models, but then I remembered that as someone who sometimes provides entire armies for people to use, hardly a gaming day or weekend goes by where someone doesn't break something of mine.

It's gotten to the point where it's become a running gag for a few of my friends - they're always breaking my stuff.

Its true, I have - though to be fair, its either Oblits (like the other day - I only touched the top, and a chainblade came off) or daemonettes glued with greenstuff. Don't think i've bitzed anything of yours otherwise.


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H.B.M.C. wrote:I thought I didn't have this problem and no one every 'picked up' my models, but then I remembered that as someone who sometimes provides entire armies for people to use, hardly a gaming day or weekend goes by where someone doesn't break something of mine.

It's gotten to the point where it's become a running gag for a few of my friends - they're always breaking my stuff.

Its true, I have - though to be fair, its either Oblits (like the other day - I only touched the top, and a chainblade came off) or daemonettes glued with greenstuff. Don't think i've bitzed anything of yours otherwise.

After reading this thread from the first post to last, (and a brief break to try and get my heartbeat under hummingbird speed, it must be a modeler thing ,) i have decided to share one of my stories.

This happened back when i lived in England, around three to four years ago, my rage has still not faded.

A friend and i had headed down to the local Games-Workshop, he with his Imperial Fists, myself with my Iron Warriors, our intent was to get a game on one of the amazing urban tables and continue our tale of Legion-based rivalry, we greeted the staff and other regulars with hellos and nods, and waited on the sidelines for our desired table to become available, (Eldar and Tyranids were just finishing up)

Shortly after the Eldar player looks up at the Tyranid player and they've packed up we move in and begin to set up our own labors of love some people call mere models, he was proud of his Captain, myself with my possessed.

Now, i'm a Fluff nut, and all my lists and models are made with background in mind, and my demonic fueled marines were painstakingly made from random vehicle accessory kits, Iron Hand and -Warrior marines, Necrons(!)and green-stuff. (Iron Warriors possessed are described as being mainly cybernetic) impressive to look at, but as fragile as a tissue crash helmet.

Now, the battle was well underway when a kid from a nearby table comes wandering over and asks to examine our proud favorites just as we were gearing them up for an assault.

In the split second it had taken for the question to enter my ears and be procced by my brain, he had already picked up my possessed champion by the shoulders, snorted dismissively, and had thrown it back onto the table with a cry of "These are lame!"

The fallen champion exploded, but not before taking my friend's captain to repair junction by ripping off his storm-bolter arm.

Bloodshed was only avoided by the quick actions of the store manager.

...That story made me sad. And mad. -_-'

Gosh, every angry DEATH TO YOU CHILD! DARE YOU BREAK MY MODEL AGAIN I RIP JOR HEART OUT WITH MAH BEAR HANDS! RAAAAAWR! has been avoided by store managers... at my local gw the redshirts/store manger do NOTHING about little kids breaking stuff...

There is one little child who is extremely annoying and tends to touch things that are not his (he has no models as I recall, but is there every week, usually from open to close.) I remmember distinctivly during an apocalypse game he came up and broke a piece off a friends brand new Forge World Necron Pylon!!!! and it wasnt a part that needed to be glued on originally... he held back his anger and took it up with redshirts/manager and they do basically nothing as far as Im concerned!

And the little child is extremely annoying... while playing games he constantly asks the most pointless questions... is that a dragon? "no, its a giant turtle, and if you dare touch it I will rip your jaw out and pluck each of your eyes ouch while I slowly twist your knees backwards" Ok so I would never actually do that but thats pretty much what he asks and what I feel like saying... multiple times every week

EDIT: oh and after he broke the pylon, he put it on the table right under where it was on the model and walked away... the owner of the pylon watching him the ENTIRE time... so hes trying to act like he did nothing was rather pointless... Although I must say the red shirts do find the child rather annoying, and usually dont allow him to be on the "BUY OUR STUFF" side of the store unless hes buying stuff as he tends to interupt red shirts in mid convesasion with other people.... sigh

Albatross wrote:My partner is a Primary-school teacher - if a kid falls and cuts his/her knee, she can't even put a plaster on it in case she's sued or accused of sexual assault, school policy!

wow, i've heard of the socialized medicine cutting corners but this is ridiculous! putting spackle on a wound to help it heal?!? preposterous! (yes, i'm one of the minority of americans who speaks another language and knows that plaster is an across the pond term for a bandaid but i couldn't resist)

squilverine wrote:I have an old Quality Street tin, left over from a couple of Christmas' ago, which I use to keep sand in when I am covering my miniatures bases. I went to base up some IG and found a massive poo in it.

The cat got kicked out for the night with no dinner. Furry Git.

have you renamed your cat Fluffy, herald of nurgle?

i've been mostly lucky with my models as i've probably broken more of them while playing than strangers have (including one IG sentinel who broke both his hips while simply standing, untouched, on the table). i guess i've been lucky to stop most of the grubby paws with a moderately raised voice warning (and a 6'4" 280lb frame).

*insert random pointless nerd rage*

Havent had a problem in a while. The manager at the local GW has gotten good at spoting the model molesters and kicking them out of the store before they can break anything.

I even managed to get through last weekends lucky 13th game without a single broken model.

Although I did have a kid wanting to destroy my grey knight grand master after it killed his heriophaunt on the first turn before it even got to attack. I guess you can say my models molested the bio titan.

I NEVER touch anyone else's models. Even if I am playing them I will often ask during a game if its ok to move/touch them.

I had someone hide one of my models from me because he didn’t want to face it in combat. It was my harlequin army and the guy hid my solitaire on me. I noticed because my eyes managed to scan the shelf it was placed. I picked up the model and told him it wasn’t cool and proceeded to game.

I was Playing 2 weeks ago in a Apoc game and I faced the same problem. A 14 year old kid grabbed my stompa off the table and dropped it. When he dropped it shattered and I was pissed. I didn't curse, but I was upset!

I hide one guys models all the time at the LGS. Ill normally pick up one of his plasma gunners from his stormtrooper unit and hide it on the bottom floor of a building or something. Middle of a game, im that sneaky. I also, while he was playing, managed to stick all his D6s inside chimeras (back doors not glued). He didnt notice until he needed to roll for something.
Marbo beware.

Wow... reading this, im glad theres no one really bad at model handling at our club. A couple of the guys at our school club need to learn to ask(*cough* edan *cough*) , but no ones molested any models - yet. One of the guys does look like he's just dumped his marines in blood red though (termies and command squad excepted, they were painted by ben and joe, so thier cool.) But thank god for (most) store owners and redshirts. But i use so much glue that if one of my models was dropped, it would (probably) stay in one piece.XD

I drop my own minis all the time, so I never even ask to pick up anyone elses. I would be to embarassing when I drop them. That said though I often have to move the display modles at my local GW, to clear space on a gaming table. - My special "trick", (which I have done twice now ) is to carefully load them on to a tray, carefully move the tray under the gaming table, then when they are about 6" from the floor I somehow manage to spill the 30 gobbos or dwarfs or whatever onto the floor. Then I have to spend the next couple of minutes crawling round under the table, putting them back, trying not to kneel on any, and hoping no one noticed!


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Albatross wrote:My partner is a Primary-school teacher - if a kid falls and cuts his/her knee, she can't even put a plaster on it in case she's sued or accused of sexual assault, school policy!

It probably is school policy, but possibly for a different reason. The glues in the plasters may cause an allergic reaction. ( I think that's what I was told)

I just saw this one last night..
During a Apocalypse game at our local Con, The game was set up on four large folding tables at one end there was a large support coulmn for the building with a two foot gap between the column and the table end , the players had placed all of their gaming cases in the floor and using that end of the board to house the empty trays that would soon fill with the dead.
During the game a young teenage on looker and his friend was admiring the table, He went to the end with all the cases, One of our best painters in the group had a foam tray on the table with his dead and models he didn't want to put out due to showcase level of detail, without asking the guy started pulling the figures out and really man handling them. The painter guy immediately noticed what the kid was doing, Went down and said "please don't touch our stuff without asking, or I will slap your hands" Jokingly with a little of force behind it.. The kid stopped touching the stuff and watched the game again... A minute later instead of walking around the cases and around the support beam, he waded threw the cases like Godzilla in a city knocking one of the cases over that had Necron destroyers on top of it... Six of them hit the floor and five broke.. The owner started to walk over and the kid saw what he did and just walked off..
We are now thinking of velvet ropes around the table and our stuff with a sign " if you are not a player please keep six feet from the table. "

During tournaments at my LGS you are not allowed to linger and watch unless you are a regular player. I think velvet ropes would be a good idea.