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Nah. No mileage in that

Much better to let him see me dismantle other opponents in the same way.

Hell, I laughed like a drain when a unit of frenzied, witch brewed Witch Elves with Mind Razor on them acted like a lawnmower going through my Ironguts. It's a game! Enjoy it!

A few years back my FLGS that was still over an hour away had a 40k tournament they sponsored at a local game convention .
The store was known for giving great prizes and goes a long way to financially support the local scene for any games they carry.
To start the Tournament Organizer and a number of players was part of a local game club that helps support the store and they all
wore matching personalized gaming club shirts to prove this fact.

The day started with eighteen players, The TO announced the missions; all with obscure house rules and they did not have
standard units causing us a number of us to need to change lists to match the now required units. This is the age of the internet, no mention
of this on the convention web site and all registrations had our email address.. but no prior mention.

First round my travel buddy and I was forced to play each other, remind you we had to register; so if two people lists the
same small town over an hour away, most likely they have played each other before.
There was clearly a few newbie players attending but most had nice painted armies with two copies of their list etc..ready to give tournaments a try.
Each of them were placed with a "club" members and each game the newbie player was utterly destroyed.

Then they had a member show up late, right before the second round making the player count to be odd; so a my buddy and I was stuck in bye the next rounds..

In second round I got placed with "club" member.. Mind you I am not a hardcore player but I know what I am doing on the board most of the time.
Problem was club member showed up with a single copy list on note book paper and chicken scratch writing, he used all primed black miniatures with "proxies"
Did I mention that he had no Space Wolf codex, yet was still spouting off rules.. he would look up weapon strengths, etc in the closest marine players book.
I feel all was allowed because the TO was wearing the same club shirt as the offender. Their defense was they don't want to alienate "newer" players..
So the new player had time and money to get custom club shirt but not enough to get his army codex??

During the game, I could tell he knew what he was doing.. but still did blatant cheating like not assigning units to drop pods (shell game) until after rolling what he needed
and the drop pods were allowed to land on top of ruined buildings. It was allowed because I didn't Identify what type of terrain the building was before the game..
He won the game because I gave up trying to argue with the guy "he knew the rules" and "that's how we play it" with the TO backing him
and complaining that I was bothering him so much.
Rated the guy as a "1" on the score card because I felt dirty after the game.. but it doesn't end there...

When the prized were handed out.. All went to the "club" members.. No real surprises there..First place was TFG guy that had the crap list and primed black army guy.
One player I knew from the shop; he always played very well and even placed a few times at Adepticon. Beautifully painted army; had top scores
and won every game there, but yet didn't place. . When questioned.. the TO said he miss read his card and offered to talk to the store owner about an alternate prize..
He declined the offer, that was the last game he played there before moving off from the area.

So at the end of the day; I had traveled over an hour to play one game with a guy that I had played a number of times and traveled there with.
then played a player that was clearly TFG.. and the third round was a bye turn..

We complained to the store owner and nothing was really done.. Sad truth is the owner is very good guy and just wants to support games with prizes.
That is a razors edge when dealing with something like this.. Clearly the "club" supports the store.. but when prizes are there, they become really greedy.
But after repeated debacles like this; many people I knew stopped attending any tournaments ran by the members of the "club". Most of us have now moved
off from the area.. but after seeing the store's Facebook pictures, I am sure its still the same group making sure the prizes go to them no matter what the cost.

It's just a good example to show how your local scene can become toxic and really stagnate the growth of the gaming community.

My worst experiences all stem from a few particular players in my local area that are WAAC in the extreme. They fancy themselves to be really good 40K players and keep trying to place at the national tournaments, even going so far as to get matching t-shirts and starting their own 40K club. In these games against these players, I am thoroughly trounced and beaten, but that's not the problem. Oh no, the being tabled doesn't bother me, nor the extreme disparity in victory and mission points at the end of the games. But their ATTITUDE and how they treat me and other non-WAAC players during and after the games.

I am constantly questioned about my units.

They bring super cheesy lists.

Their constant watching (or perhaps leering) of other player's moves.

I could also swear that a couple of them fudge their movements a bit to get that much close for range and charging.

After the game, they will criticize my list and tell me what I did wrong and what I should have done instead (especially with my choice of Chapter Tactics! I don't want to play White Scars, dagnabbit!).

At the last tournament I played (not just previous, but the FINAL one against these guys), I took what I considered to be my strongest army. Space Marine bike army with the beefed up Chapter Master, Iron Hands Chapter tactics, some Grav guns, and a Knight Crusader (with Land Speeders and a Vindicator, cause I don't like being cheesy). I ended 1-2 for the day, but getting 3rd place overall, and I didn't like it!
- First round I had a solid game against a Skyhammer Annihilation Force Ultramarines army, which was a good game (lost by a close margin on objectives). Good game, good loss.
- Second round, I tabled a guy who brought in a beautiful, completely custom converted Tau "Auxillary" army (all the infantry was conversions of Humans, Skaven, Lizardmen, and other races!) that was mostly Hammerheads, Breacher Squads, and some Crisis Suits. I felt BAD having beaten him so well, and I regretted playing such a list. I had never tabled another player before, and I really didn't like the feeling it gave me. Bad game, bad victory.
- Third round, since I had won so hard in the second round, I was paired against one of those WAAC TFGs, fielding a ridiculous super-friends list (before the FAQ killed the Chapter Tactics bonuses from stacking together) consisting a White Scars Librarius Conclave on Bikes, a small Blood Angels CAD with Sanguinary Priest on Bike and some Scouts and Servitors to hold objectives, and a huge blob of Thunderwolf characters and Fenrisian Wolves. I whittled them down in the end, but barely. I had my Knight Crusader left, and it was tied up in combat against the remnants of of the Wolf Star blob. I lost that game hard. A chore of a game to play, and not fun for me.
- Overall, I placed in 3rd because I had won that second game so hard, and I regretted it. I brought my best, and tabled a guy who didn't deserve it, and got thrashed against the WAAC player. My "best list" is overpowered for casual players, and unable to do anything against cheesy TFGs.

My worst gaming experiences are not actual experiences, it is PLAYERS, and certain, particular ones at that.

I know not everyone likes to play for narrative scenarios, and that bringing cheese is fun for other players. That's fine, great even. I just wish that I had figured that out about 3 or 4 years ago. (In case you are worried about the player I tabled, he feels no bad blood about it. He also no longer plays in the local tournaments anymore to my knowledge, and we participated together in several narrative and Kill Team events since then. )

TLDR; I don't like tournaments, and that's okay. Others players do, and that's okay.

Tournament at Game Preserve in Lafayette, IN.

Fairly straightforward affar, buy in, 1,000 pts. in 40K. So right off the bat I'm "randomly" matched up against my little brother. I win, and he's sour as it's a single elimination tourney. Next, I find out that there was an odd number of players, and I get to play a 2nd round 1 elimination game. Which happens to be my good friend that rode up there with me and my brother. After that, I stop an Eldar player and make it to the Semifinals against a guy who is using the store manager's personal army. I pop a Chaplain on bike with a multimelta and he fails his Rosarius save. The player disputes this as Instant Death and the manager "surprisingly" rules it as NOT causing Instant Death as the Chappie is on a bike. Meanwhile my brother, friend and a random guy at the tourney pull out the WD issue where they specifically address it. No dice, his tourney. So the Chaplain manages to stroll up and dust off my Scouts who were holding the objective. It wasn't even a roll that cost me the tourney, it was nepotism. Add insult to injury the OTHER finalist was a friend of both the manager AND the guy running the manager's army. They agreed to a no battle draw and split the prize credit at the store.

What edition of the game was this? That might be legit.

 cuda1179 wrote:
What edition of the game was this? That might be legit.

Instant death has only been around since 3rd ed. and has been the same in all subsequent editions regarding bikes.

Doesn't surprise me. I've been called several insulting things over the years by GW staff for attempting to play by the rules...

Ruin wrote:

 cuda1179 wrote:
What edition of the game was this? That might be legit.

Instant death has only been around since 3rd ed. and has been the same in all subsequent editions regarding bikes.

Doesn't surprise me. I've been called several insulting things over the years by GW staff for attempting to play by the rules...

Hmmmm, memory could be playing tricks on me but I think that GW has actually gone back and forth on whether or not the +1T from the bike affected Instant Death. Lost all my old FAQ files due to a computer meltdown so can't be sure.

But yeah, in the past I've had issues with GW staff regarding their lack of rules knowledge... Heh, one got pissed at me about it and tried to tell me that the District Manager had banned me from the store, so I pulled out my phone and called the DM (whose number I just happened to have stored in my phone...) and asked him. Then handed the phone to the employee so the DM could speak to him...

3rd Ed. And this was a FLGS, not a GW. Well, I guess I should say LGS.

Ruin wrote:

 cuda1179 wrote:
What edition of the game was this? That might be legit.

Instant death has only been around since 3rd ed. and has been the same in all subsequent editions regarding bikes.

Doesn't surprise me. I've been called several insulting things over the years by GW staff for attempting to play by the rules...

I distinctly recall that in 5th, bikes didn't affect ID. So, in 5th, a chaplain on a bike could be instantly killed by a str 8 weapon. I don't know about 3rd, but I definitely remember 6th changing that, and for the better.

 Just Tony wrote:
3rd Ed. And this was a FLGS, not a GW. Well, I guess I should say LGS.

You and I remember 3rd very differently.

Yeah, 5th definitely allowed a melta to ID a chappy on a bike. That was where I played 99% of my games, and that's one rule I don't have blurring from other editions.

 Kap'n Krump wrote:

Ruin wrote:

 cuda1179 wrote:
What edition of the game was this? That might be legit.

Instant death has only been around since 3rd ed. and has been the same in all subsequent editions regarding bikes.

Doesn't surprise me. I've been called several insulting things over the years by GW staff for attempting to play by the rules...

I distinctly recall that in 5th, bikes didn't affect ID. So, in 5th, a chaplain on a bike could be instantly killed by a str 8 weapon. I don't know about 3rd, but I definitely remember 6th changing that, and for the better.

Um, that's what I said.

 mrhappyface wrote:

 Just Tony wrote:
3rd Ed. And this was a FLGS, not a GW. Well, I guess I should say LGS.

You and I remember 3rd very differently.

How so? I still play it, just had a game Saturday before last.

 Just Tony wrote:

 mrhappyface wrote:

 Just Tony wrote:
3rd Ed. And this was a FLGS, not a GW. Well, I guess I should say LGS.

You and I remember 3rd very differently.

How so? I still play it, just had a game Saturday before last.

Ah, my mistake. Just read back and saw you were replying to "what edition was this?", thought you were simply saying your worst gaming experience was 3rd ed.

Oh, sweet Asuryan no! I mod over at classichammer.com and have qute a few posts including battle reports from 3rd over there. In my mind, that'd be the fastest way to "fix" current 40K. Edit the codices from 3rd and rerelease that edition with all the errata put in.

Worst player ever was my so called best friend who ruined Necromunda on purpose laughing at me as he did so. knowing im mentally ill and it would make me worse, dropped out of that much loved game. Wanted to go into 40k but did not do anything for 4 years, got me to paint his SM army for nothing and did not say thank you. Came round to collect it 3 years later and it went missing. The SM army I had I said was off Ebay/LFGS which was true...what happened to his lovingly painted army no one knows

Mine was in WHFB 7th ed. I think it was my last ever game of Fantasy.
I was in Portsmouth for a course or something and I took my dwarves into the GW there and the only option for a game was a mostly proxied VC army. Usually I dont mind proxies, in this case however....
it turned out to be a couple of token ghouls units and a huge Bloodknight Death star, laden with cheese, made out of random wolf models.
I ended up killing nearly all of it but of course I still lost, even some desperate rules lawyering on my part didn't help. It was by far my worst wargaming experience.

licclerich wrote:
Worst player ever was my so called best friend who ruined Necromunda on purpose laughing at me as he did so. knowing im mentally ill and it would make me worse, dropped out of that much loved game. Wanted to go into 40k but did not do anything for 4 years, got me to paint his SM army for nothing and did not say thank you. Came round to collect it 3 years later and it went missing. The SM army I had I said was off Ebay/LFGS which was true...what happened to his lovingly painted army no one knows

So, where'd you bury it?

The worst game I played was at Warhammer World.

My buddies and I had made a bet that I couldn't win with what was(At the time) considered the worst model in the game - Swooping Hawks.

I took a few Rangers for troops(Upgraded, of course, to get a 2+ cover save), but for the most part I had nothing but Swooping Hawks and, of course, Baharroth as my HQ.

This guy had been playing an Imperial Guard leafblower list - People who have been playing for a while know what this meant - Minimal Troops hiding behind an Aegis Defence line guarding tanks with giant templates that also are hiding behind said defence line. Basically, he was just rolling dice and removing units all Campaign weekend. He had tabled a buddy of mine on turn 2.

So I set up my Rangers - One to a level(Templates only hit people on the same level it was fired at), kept my Swooping Hawks in reserve and then every turn would drop down a giant pie-plate, S 4, AP 4 template and then swooped back up before he could fire back(You fired at the end of the movement phase with interceptor weapons).

This guy was getting madder and madder and madder. I killed his HQ, got first blood and his giant pie-plate templates were hitting one ranger(Maybe) when they fired.

He declared that Swooping Hawks were broken and cheesy and stormed out. It wasn't the worst because he or I were cheating - It was the worst because he was a win-at-all costs player who hated having the same thing done to him that he had done to numerous other players that weekend.

Ghorros wrote:
It was the worst because he was a win-at-all costs player who hated having the same thing done to him that he had done to numerous other players that weekend.

Are you sure that's a "worst" experience and not a "best"?

 kronk wrote:

Ghorros wrote:
It was the worst because he was a win-at-all costs player who hated having the same thing done to him that he had done to numerous other players that weekend.

Are you sure that's a "worst" experience and not a "best"?

Agreed! That sounds awesome, and well done trolling a player like that!!

While trolling a troll can be amusing for a while, it gets boring quickly.

My opponent trying to balance one of the old large, metal dreadnoughts precariously on the top of a piece of terrain. The dreadnought is unpainted and held together by blu-tac.

Underneath the shadow of the terrain, my infantry (who have at least a couple of hours conversion work on them each) look up at the tottering dreadnought fearfully.

Me: "Are you sure about that? Perfectly happy for you to put at the bottom, we both know where it's meant to be".

Him: "No its fine, need it for LoS."

It stays put for a moment. There is a moment where I hold my breath. But then in an agonising slow motion the dreadnought falls; it bounces a couple of times on the way down, shedding arms as it does, but the remaining mass bowling into the infantry at the bottom would make a mockery of even the thickest varnish. Old metal squats in exo-armour might have stood a chance, but resin and plastic with green-stuff gets smashed to pieces. A guy on the table next to me has a sharp intake of breath.

"Whoops!" He picks up the Dreadnought torso and places it back on the top of the terrain. "Those alright?" Even though he can see they are quite obviously smashed to bits.

"Right, on to the next unit then!" and continues his movement phase..

Owwwww......

 Pacific wrote:
My opponent trying to balance one of the old large, metal dreadnoughts precariously on the top of a piece of terrain. The dreadnought is unpainted and held together by blu-tac.

Underneath the shadow of the terrain, my infantry (who have at least a couple of hours conversion work on them each) look up at the tottering dreadnought fearfully.

Me: "Are you sure about that? Perfectly happy for you to put at the bottom, we both know where it's meant to be".

Him: "No its fine, need it for LoS."

It stays put for a moment. There is a moment where I hold my breath. But then in an agonising slow motion the dreadnought falls; it bounces a couple of times on the way down, shedding arms as it does, but the remaining mass bowling into the infantry at the bottom would make a mockery of even the thickest varnish. Old metal squats in exo-armour might have stood a chance, but resin and plastic with green-stuff gets smashed to pieces. A guy on the table next to me has a sharp intake of breath.

"Whoops!" He picks up the Dreadnought torso and places it back on the top of the terrain. "Those alright?" Even though he can see they are quite obviously smashed to bits.

"Right, on to the next unit then!" and continues his movement phase..

And then what happened??

*toss dreadnought into trashcan* "whoops!"

 Pacific wrote:
My opponent trying to balance one of the old large, metal dreadnoughts precariously on the top of a piece of terrain. The dreadnought is unpainted and held together by blu-tac.

Underneath the shadow of the terrain, my infantry (who have at least a couple of hours conversion work on them each) look up at the tottering dreadnought fearfully.

Me: "Are you sure about that? Perfectly happy for you to put at the bottom, we both know where it's meant to be".

Him: "No its fine, need it for LoS."

It stays put for a moment. There is a moment where I hold my breath. But then in an agonising slow motion the dreadnought falls; it bounces a couple of times on the way down, shedding arms as it does, but the remaining mass bowling into the infantry at the bottom would make a mockery of even the thickest varnish. Old metal squats in exo-armour might have stood a chance, but resin and plastic with green-stuff gets smashed to pieces. A guy on the table next to me has a sharp intake of breath.

"Whoops!" He picks up the Dreadnought torso and places it back on the top of the terrain. "Those alright?" Even though he can see they are quite obviously smashed to bits.

"Right, on to the next unit then!" and continues his movement phase..

Did your opponant at least offer you some blue tac to put your models back together with?

Mine was actually just recently.

Slowly getting back into the hobby (playing) but I've been hording/painting steady for like 20 years. Anyway, went to a FLGS and met a few chaps - mostly cool guys. One was much younger than everyone else - early 20's maybe? Young (ffs...now I feel old) - in comparison to us 30somethings with kids. Anyway... I brought a ton of stuff to play with. I asked "You want to shoot at a titan?" and we're all like "feth yeah! bring it out". So I did -- my (semi painted) Warhound was pulled from it's case and away we went.

I set it up, along with probably 10 pounds worth of metal Sisters of Battle (10 immolators, 3 exorcists...like 120 troops. Crazy), on a huge table. We're just going to dick around, pew pew, and otherwise chill. Younger dude decides he's going to pull out his army -- but stops.

"I need to see your papers"

I thought it was some inside "papers please" joke, but no...this kid wanted to see the cert that FW sends you. A cert sitting somewhere in a box from when I bought this fracking thing 10 years ago. I said "uhh... dude....sorry, I don't have it". It's not something I just carry around (and until that point, I didn't even think people gave a gak about. Along the same lines of decals)

He then accuses me of using recasts. Says he won't play against cheaters (with his basically strait out of the starter box sets of DA.
So yeah he...

Accuses me of using recasts...at a FLGS.

Accuses me of using recasts...with probably a grand worth of metal sisters on the table. (and I didn't even bring my forgeworld fliers...feth me that would have blown his mind. I'd be some sort of recasting king pin)

Accuses me of using a recast, when I drove to the shop in a fething Dodge Viper (99 GTS, if anyone cares ).




I thought he was having a laugh -- but nope... dead serious. He tried to appeal to the others, but they all kind of looked at him like a turd in the punch bowl. I wasn't mad, just taken aback by the stones of the lad. He really didn't have a grasp on how much some of that stuff costs - but I do (in a weird way) admire his attempt to thwart piracy. We all know, the secret to wealth management is to buy russian/chnnese fake army men so you can afford the sports cars. Or maybe my car was fake too

Annnyyway - Everyone else thought my titan was pretty slick, I had just finished the plasma gun and magnetized the arms/torso (20x3mm magnets - works awesome). Kiddo packed up his stuff in protest and slowly wandered off as another dude volunteered to get in on the pew pew. He left shortly after, I haven't seen him post on the local FB group either.

Fun game, titan got wrecked eventually and I decided to start a Deldar army later that night.




My story isn't as cool as others here, but it definitely was a memorable evening.

No no no.

That's 'biggest clumsiest boots an undefended kick the bollocks with a 90' run up' sin.

 Pacific wrote:
"Whoops!" He picks up the Dreadnought torso and places it back on the top of the terrain. "Those alright?" Even though he can see they are quite obviously smashed to bits.

"Right, on to the next unit then!" and continues his movement phase..

No jury would convict you.

(As long as they were wargamers)

One time I played against a Tau army in a fun 'tournament" at the local GW. I say "tournament" because it was more a series of games organised throughout the day, the only prize for winning the most games was bragging rights, because it's a GW they only give free prizes on the store birthday.
So turn 2 I use the warlord IG shenanigans to outflank a unit of vets with three flamers in a chimera with 2 heavy flamers right behind his ethereal (who he said very clearly at the start was the warlord) and proceed to murder the ethereal and most of the fire warrior squad he was attached to.
I say "Hey, that's a nice 3 points right there."
He says, "No it isn't." Something also worth mentioning is that he was maybe mid-20s and I was 14.
I then explain that it's 1 for the unit (as in the HQ slot an ethereal takes up), one for warlord, on for the extra VP that ethereals give when they die.
He denies that etherials are worth a VP for killing regardless of kill points or objectives. I don't have my tau codex to hand because I only brought my guard, so after maybe 5 or 10 minutes he relents and lets me leaf through his codex.
What do you know, I was right, and I should have hoped so, because it's the man reason I've never bought an ethereal (Cadre fireblade is the best cheap HQ).
So I say, "Ok, 3VPs it is."
He then denies that the ethereal is the warlord, he had another HQ unit, I don't remember which, maybe a fireblade.
He conveniently doesn't have his list written down, so after 5 minutes of arguing he says to me that he's running the same list as he did a few days ago he shouts out to the store manager, "Hey, Rich, didn't I run my fireblade (or crisis commander etc,etc) as my warlord a few days ago?"
The store manager replies that he thinks so but doesn't remember.
This 20 something looks at little young 14 year old me all smug, and I end up biting the bullet and decide it's been too long and I just say, "Sure, 2 Vps."
I won that game anyway, and half his army was grey, sooo... All's well that ends well.

Another game at the time felt worse but was more my fault. There were maybe 5 kids (12-15) including me. We decide to do a 2v3, 3000 points on a 4x4' board in 2 hours. Looking back it was incredibly stupid, we shouldn't have done it.
So me and my teammate have 1500 points each, there's this one kid with orks, a stompa and 1500 points total (and may have been autistic, I'm not sure), and his two friends, who I tell, explicitly, "To even out the points, both of you make 1500 points between yourselves to match your teammate's and each of ours."
They each bring 1500 instead of 750. So we have a total of 5 players (all full of early teenage angst and hormonal imbalance) playing 7500 points total, all crowded around a 4x4' board.
Even though we have 1500 points less and 2 minds to their 3, we start wrecking face. Cue the possibly autistic kid getting really angry about a whole host of things, and as I try and explain things, like why my fancy FW riptide (it was my first time ever using it, it had arrived from Den of Imagination two days before, and I didn't care that my army was already better than his, riptide or no) was killing huge swathes of models, I start getting angry. There's also the store manager and a bunch of older people in the room as well who eventually step in and tell us all it's time to pack up.

Yeah, not my finest hour (probably not my worst though: https://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/630456.page )