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Gonna +1 the CCG crowed. Went to the club 2 weeks ago, and was strangely packed (The room we use is a large function room above a conservative club, so plenty of room normally) with wargamers, mostly fantasy and warmahordes. And by packed I mean packed, i was lucky to get a small table going for a mini DW game in the corner, and if the historical games had come they wouldn't have gotten in, let alone gotten a table.

The CCG donkeycaves though? On the stage with 3 large tables (coming to around 8x4 feet minimum)...for about 6 of them. They were just sprawled on the tables and were barely playing that I could tell, just socializing. I mean the guy who organizes everything there doesn't seem the confrontational sort, but still.

Humans ... I seriously dislike most humans. Kids, adults, teens, elderly, cripples, Mensa members ... I dislike almost everyone I meet on a day to day basis. The vast majority of them are self-centered, and self-serving .... Papa Nurgle forbid that they do something for someone else without some sort of compensation.

I don't want to treat little 8 year old Johnny like a short adult and try and convince him that he should be a little more calm in the store ... I want to punt kick him 60 yards for being a heathen. Teenagers .... is it bad to want to use my CQC training on them and twist them up like a pretzel when they respond to everything with a not well thought out smart remark? I have been a smartass all my life, but I am GOOD at it, as well as knowing when to STFU when dealing with someone is my elder.

Sorry ... rant over.

I dont like CCG crowd much either, they are given free reign in my FLGS to play when they wish. I remember one MTG guy taking from my dice bag for counters, didnt even ask me before, but while.
I love CCG, but the randomness for me kills me, i want to know what im getting.

Dice chuckers, people that like to throw there dice in such a way that 50% land off the table or hit models (usually mine)

When my dice do hit by accident i always say sorry or if i know the guy
"Um, that is a str 10 auto hit the ignores all saves"

I Have a local group of 40k gamers i play with, one being my brother (ace101 on dakka), he isn't too bad about rule Nazi-ing, but it gets in the way of fun-ness sometimes. He fervently plays the game by the rules while I argue rules by logic : why take off the guys in the front when they weren't hit by the template? *DOES NOT COMPUTE. That is tolerable, but i have a friend in particular, Great guy, but when it comes to forty k... just ugh. He gives tau a bad name. he is a WAAC player and constantly questions rules I know by heart when he does not know them himself. On Good days, fun to play, but on bad days not so much. He once delayed a game a good thirty minutes just by arguing a rule, that is either worded badly, or confusing. What is even more annoying is that he plays a super competitive tau army, talk about suit spam. if you are going into a game, BETTER BRING ENOUGH COVER. aagh. that feels much better.

/rant

 hotsauceman1 wrote:
When my dice do hit by accident i always say sorry or if i know the guy
"Um, that is a str 10 auto hit the ignores all saves"

Nope that was a lasgun focused by a termi eye lense to lascannon power lol

Last Saturday, there was this kid at the Bunker who looked (and pretty much smelled) like Ned Stark's dirty, grimy tomboy daughter from Game of Thrones. What was worse is that when I backed away, the smell seemed to chase me for a moment and that's when it really stunk.

 Breotan wrote:
Last Saturday, there was this kid at the Bunker who looked (and pretty much smelled) like Ned Stark's dirty, grimy tomboy daughter from Game of Thrones. What was worse is that when I backed away, the smell seemed to chase me for a moment and that's when it really stunk.

the ever dreaded stalking stench..

 Breotan wrote:
Last Saturday, there was this kid at the Bunker who looked (and pretty much smelled) like Ned Stark's dirty, grimy tomboy daughter from Game of Thrones. What was worse is that when I backed away, the smell seemed to chase me for a moment and that's when it really stunk.

It's when you backed up, the eddy of air you created pulled the stench towards you. I've found the easiest way to combat the stench is to bring in a can of Febreeze and spray it whenever I'm offended, get's the point across.


As for the M:tG guys, they fall under my WAAC dislike. I tried to start playing a few years back at the behest of my wargaming buddies (they played in their youth and freaked out when i'd told them I'd never played). Ended up in a small friendly game at the same FLGS we played 40k/Warmachine at, what a mistake. I didn't win one game and at least twice I was told that my deck sucked and I should try a different game. No offers of "Hey man, what I would do with your deck..." or friendly banter afterwards, I was treated like a leper. So thus ended my brief foray into CCGs, which was a shame too given that I was really getting into the strategy of deck building, but meh.


Had a guy who ran with our Warmachine group when it first started, one of the local Press Gangers. It was two guys who ran the intro games, brothers, and the WAAC one was ok at first, didn't mind answering questions, taking three hours for a game (etc.). But after about a month, he started with the "Man, that was stupid." or "Wow, you're taking that 'caster, did you even read the book?" and various other crap. Eventually it took him calling my Warmachine doubles partner an idiot (misread some rule, I've quite forgotten now), and the subsequent threats of bodily harm to get this guy to STFU. I never got that, I still don't.

Yet another time, back when Heroclix were popular during their first release (I know, I know, I'm sorry 40k gods) a few of us got into it pretty heavily. One month, the FLGS we played at announced a mini-tourny, something we'd been talking about starting ourselves for awhile. So, we all jumped in, met some new guys who'd been playing at the comic-book shop nearby, and had a blast over about a week of play. I ended up in the top four, and had earned a first round-buy in for having been there since the beginning. The last day of the tournament, I backed out because none of my friends were playing (didn't feel right, meh). But this loud, fat, and stupidly obnoxious guy shows up talking about how he's going to beat everyone's ass. To his credit he did beat everyone, using one character and gratuitous amounts of whining and raging about unfair powers (yadda yadda yadda). The tournament organizer is frustrated at this point, but he tells the guy that he doesn't have the wins to complete the tournament, whereas I had in addition to my first round buy-in. The guy EXPLODES, throws his figures in the trash calls everyone and so on and storms out.

I'm with OIIIIIIO, people in general just suck.

 Breotan wrote:
Last Saturday, there was this kid at the Bunker who looked (and pretty much smelled) like Ned Stark's dirty, grimy tomboy daughter from Game of Thrones. What was worse is that when I backed away, the smell seemed to chase me for a moment and that's when it really stunk.

I guess that's why the Bunker has all those boxes of baking soda parked under the tables.

Bronies.

The "extra incher": He who bends any measurement/movement/shooting to lengths that make impossible shots possible and then turns red/flustered when you point out it's impossible for him to have covered as much ground as he did.

The "adviser": I do play MTG, I actually got into Warhammer because I liked the people in my FLGS who played it more than the MTG crowd as a whole. One rule from MTG that I WISH people would enforce in 40k is the "if you give gameplay advice during a game, you get DQed/asked to leave." Now, don't get me wrong; I'm fine with, and encourage people to remind others when they forget a rule/do it wrong (if they're actually right), However, the guys who go "dude, don't shoot them, shoot at that squad" etc. is just frustrating. A 1vs1 tournament isn't and shouldn't be a team sport :/

/Rantsorwhatever2013

 Trondheim wrote:
Non norwegian players and such, learn Norwegian or cease to frequent the places I game, that and oafs who dl not bath.

Yet if an American says the same thing about people speaking English (in America) we get chastised...

People in suits, They make me uncomfortable and feel like a child.

 hotsauceman1 wrote:
People in suits, They make me uncomfortable and feel like a child.

Show me where the bad man touched you ...

The dude watching a game, standing on the side of the table as if he's one of the generals. Dude, move out the way! I need to move my models.

We made a solution to the dice throwing, Every model you hit with a dice that isnt yours, makes you lose one guy in one of YOUR units. After that was house ruled, people were a lot more accurate and conservative about their rolls. mistakes happen, but this was more for the players that do it a few to many times a game.

Some random guy walking up and proceeding to rummage through my model case without asking while I'm in the middle of a game. So now I'm trying to concentrate on my game and making sure he's not stealing something.

The guy that interpreted's the rules always in his favor, withholds info, makes up rules, etcetera!

I can accept anything game-related on the table. Books, dice, roster sheets, counters, you name it. Anything else however, get OFF! Water bottles, coffee mugs, cellphones, everything!

List tailors...

For example: getting ready for a tourny. Play a couple prep games. One person with the same list the entire couple of weeks saying, "Yup I couldnt imagine playing anything else, this is the worlds best list...".

Shows up on game day with a list tooled out to beat you army and no one elses...

Taurinus Manus wrote:
The stinky kid. . . Hey pal, you smell like Limburger cheese. And wash your hair.

To add to that, our local game store (actually, I'd call it a comic book store) has 2 annoying kids who insist on loudly chattering in a high-pitched girlie voice. One of them, I'm told, is his actual voice but it's still annoying.

I also hate when guys bring small children who insist on jamming sharp objects into your scenery pieces. That really makes me want to club some baby seals.

The baby bringers.

Like this last week, a guy shows up with his wife/gf, who brings the 1 yr old. At one point the baby was screaming for 10-15 minutes. The mothers solution was to give it dice to throw around (with the last one almost hitting some of my models). Then it wanders in front of someone carrying down all of their cases (so they couldn't see it) and the mother snatches it in a pissy mood at the person who just walked in. Finally when the kid is finally calming down, she leaves with it.

Everyone had a headache at the end of the day that day. Let her watch the kid at home, we don't have to deal with that .

 Ironwill13791 wrote:
The baby bringers.

Like this last week, a guy shows up with his wife/gf, who brings the 1 yr old. At one point the baby was screaming for 10-15 minutes. The mothers solution was to give it dice to throw around (with the last one almost hitting some of my models). Then it wanders in front of someone carrying down all of their cases (so they couldn't see it) and the mother snatches it in a pissy mood at the person who just walked in. Finally when the kid is finally calming down, she leaves with it.

Everyone had a headache at the end of the day that day. Let her watch the kid at home, we don't have to deal with that .

That does seem incredibly annoying. She doesn't seem to understand that letting the child run around is very much a privilege, not a right; if it became a real problem, I'd ask for the manager to have a friendly chat with the guy and ask whether he could keep his partner in a more child-friendly environment.

 BlapBlapBlap wrote:

 Ironwill13791 wrote:
The baby bringers.

Like this last week, a guy shows up with his wife/gf, who brings the 1 yr old. At one point the baby was screaming for 10-15 minutes. The mothers solution was to give it dice to throw around (with the last one almost hitting some of my models). Then it wanders in front of someone carrying down all of their cases (so they couldn't see it) and the mother snatches it in a pissy mood at the person who just walked in. Finally when the kid is finally calming down, she leaves with it.

Everyone had a headache at the end of the day that day. Let her watch the kid at home, we don't have to deal with that .

That does seem incredibly annoying. She doesn't seem to understand that letting the child run around is very much a privilege, not a right; if it became a real problem, I'd ask for the manager to have a friendly chat with the guy and ask whether he could keep his partner in a more child-friendly environment.

Yeah. This week-end I will be having a talk with the manager about something to be done about it. As the TO I feel a responsibility to protect the interests of my players and store, and the future of the club.

After so many years, I have become less and less tolerant of having the patience to paint all the generic troopers in an army (which sucks, as I only field painted models). I love characters and unique units, but the umpteenthth Space Marine or that 10th Eldar Guardian/Dire Avenger is a real bear to fight through, when you know they get taken off the table the fastest.

I just get tired of seeing the same detail pass under my brush on every model.

Most of these have been covered but I do love a wee rant, so behold in no actual order.

1. 'Spectator Sport' - When your table becomes crowded or surrounded by lots of people watching. I don't mind a few friends but when it becomes hard to move around/play I get irratible quickly.

2. 'The Know It All' - Kind of explains itself, that guy who sits and watches your game and tells you everything you are doing wrong or how he would have done better etc.

3 'The Art Critic' - The one who spends his time at your table pointing out all your modelling/painting mistakes, worst part is most of these people haven't painted their own models.

4. 'The Referee' - That guy who sits at your table and starts quoting every rule and every little thing thats going on, again even worse when its someone who barely knows all the rules themselves.

5. 'The Handyman' - That guy who starts picking up your models/terrain without actually asking and generally ends up breaking it or covering it in whatever gunk/cheetos is on his fingers.

6. 'Snake Eyes' - That guy who starts picking up your dice or dice out of the dice box while you are playing. I know some of these people think they are helping but I'd like to think that me and my opponent are capable of picking up and understanding our dice.

7. Pink Glitter Dice - One of my friends is insistent on using a set of chessex dice which are pink and glittery with white indents. In any light these dice are pretty much unreadable, yet he insists on using them and only them.

I could think up a lot more but thats enough of a rant for now

Had a group of snots appear at my first FoW game today. Little bastards succeeded in breaking the barrels off of both my opponents King Tigers. They commented on how crappy the construction was, stating that their figures just bend.

Wait around for their parents to show, told them about the d-baggery and asked for them to replace the models. One set of parents got indignant and the dad made a move to be a tough guy, which was cute. The other set apologized profusely and bought the two new kits, plus some random infantry as more of a 'sorry'.

Some people's kids, I swear.

 Frankenberry wrote:
Had a group of snots appear at my first FoW game today. Little bastards succeeded in breaking the barrels off of both my opponents King Tigers. They commented on how crappy the construction was, stating that their figures just bend.

Wait around for their parents to show, told them about the d-baggery and asked for them to replace the models. One set of parents got indignant and the dad made a move to be a tough guy, which was cute. The other set apologized profusely and bought the two new kits, plus some random infantry as more of a 'sorry'.

Some people's kids, I swear.

I give a hat's off to the parents who compensated him (hoping the kid got punished later). Of course the indignant ones are what I think is wrong with the world; they just let their kids do what they want and make moves, towards people affected by the brats, like they are the victims. Your kid isn't an angel; it is a rat and you have to deal with it.
/rant