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This is going to lead to me talking to the store about this and if I don't gain authority in such situations, then he can do all the work himself and I will just judge cf-vanguard. I had a complete breakdown of what happened , but I didn't want to face repercussions back at the store for writing it out online. Oh well, maybe I can get some good advice.

Oh thats simple, don't be a TO with that guy. Problem / solution.

I'm at Forgeworld open day 2011. Long trip up, so headphones were a godsend. I'd left them hanging from my top when I went in. I pass the Ork-Eldar megabattle, lean over the table to get a good look at something cool on the table. I hear something go crack.

Not only had my headphones broken an Ork vehicle on display, but they had knocked over several other models. In one swing.
Fortunately the damage wasn't too bad, but suffice to say my headphones went out of sight very quickly. I stood the models up again before quickly moving on. To this day, I still don't know if anyone saw.

 liquidjoshi wrote:
I'm at Forgeworld open day 2011. Long trip up, so headphones were a godsend. I'd left them hanging from my top when I went in. I pass the Ork-Eldar megabattle, lean over the table to get a good look at something cool on the table. I hear something go crack.

Not only had my headphones broken an Ork vehicle on display, but they had knocked over several other models. In one swing.
Fortunately the damage wasn't too bad, but suffice to say my headphones went out of sight very quickly. I stood the models up again before quickly moving on. To this day, I still don't know if anyone saw.

OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.

 pretre wrote:

OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.

Except backwards

was once at my GW (there's no where else to play near me, don't judge me D and playin good ole' WHFB with my lovely all cavalry and magic chaos warriors, and got INCREDIBLY lucky with a magic spell. My opponent was fairly young-ish, and as his deathstar-esque unit of vampire blood dragon knights with lord ensemble was removed, his eyes started to water.
I have never felt that bad in my life since.

 KommissarKiln wrote:

 pretre wrote:

OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.

Except backwards

At least it was an Ork vehicle... might have looked deliberate

 Elemental wrote:
Went to a tournament last February. Of course, they're a bit noisy anyway, but I also had an ill-timed ear problem that made everything sound like I was underwater, so I had to ask people what they said a lot of times. This started to feel uncomfortable, especially with an opponent with a strong accent, who had problems understanding me as well. The worst part was spending about two minutes trying to explain to said opponent "Wait, the penalty I thought applied to that model didn't, so I've actually killed that beast." He eventually gave me it, and I was sure it was legit, but I was left with a nagging worry that from his point of view, I'd been TFG, hectoring him to get an advantage.

 Easy E wrote:
Well, I did say we had different gaming styles. My preferred style is pantless.

Was it a sneaky way of pre-measuring? I read something in an old White Dwarf about gamers who would memorise the length of their forearms and find lots of excuses to lean across the table. And if there's one body part whose size the average man will have memorised.....

Hah! The distance between my thumb and pinkie finger when my fingers are splayed is 8". I'd use that to premeasure a M4 figure in 40k 2nd edition's run or charge range

Well i once walked into GW store and didnt buy anything.

Still not as bad as the time i did buy something and mentioned the price hike...... Bad move....

 master of ordinance wrote:
Still not as bad as the time i did buy something and mentioned the price hike...... Bad move....

Ooh, that you shouldn't have done.

Had to play against a very overweight guy who had crescent shaped sweat marks under each of his man boobs.

I don't know whatever GW store you go into you get a load of really really weird people. I often think to myself, do I really fit in here? The answer is no so I rarely go to one. I only really play 40k at tournaments and with friends on our boards.


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 Phobos wrote:
This one time when I was at a game shop minding my own business all of a sudden a gang of thugs busted in and tried to rob the store and hijack the models! I stayed cool and stared him down with my wolf stare, while I drew my Glock 7 ( it costs more than you make in a month). I quickly aimed at them and fired a barrage of high explosive armor piercing baby killing depleted uranium shells ( illegal in 87 countries ), with each shot being a perfect headshot right between the eyes.

It was about this time that some creepy guy in the back of the store decided to say not nice things to a female Gaming there. Overhearing this, I quickly activated White Knight mode and rushed across the store where used my skill as the last surviving Grandmaster of the ancient Chinese art of Dim Sum to beat him into unconsciousness using only my pinkies.

Now the police cars were showing up and wanting to know what was going on with the dead thugs and the unconscious creepy guy. I produced my identification that show that I was the captain of a secret government force known as " the secret squirrels " answerable only to the president directly. The police cleaned up the bodies and my and contacts made sure that the story was never reported in the media.

The management at the store was so grateful for my actions that they offered to give me any models I want for free. I paid for them anyways at full retail price because I'm a multi billionaire and I like to support my FLGS.

sounds like a toned down version of SheSpits "true post".


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My most awkward moment was playing against a 16 ish kid in fantasy. His storm vermin were poised to charge my small unit of chosen with my sorcerer in. I then promptly cast infernal gateway and rolled a lovely double 6. Goodbye 30 metal models (the whole unit must have cost almost £80). He then started crying and screaming and eventually announced to me that he was going to retake his move. Naturally I'm not going to have a huge argument with some young kid in the middle of a store so I let him. I ended up loosing.

I left with a snarky comment "hope that helped". He avoids me now.

 azreal13 wrote:

 plastictrees wrote:

Haight wrote:
He also insists on telling you all about the highlights of his past games, games for the most part i don't play and am not interested in (again, something pointed out regularly).

This is the best. Especially when it's someone you don't know telling you about something they did in D&D or Vampire. What am I listening to here? You're telling me about something you and some other people I don't know pretended to do at some point?


Naturally that's when I choke slam them through the wall and engage my rocket boots to get back to my wicked cool life as a spec-ops assassin assassin (I specialise in killing assassins).

Ha!

I have been looking for you! I knew you'd slip up eventually! For I am an assassin assassin assassin!!!!!!11!


No, seriously, we have a guy like that at our local club, because I'm fairly knowledgable, in his mind it means I know all the things about all the games.

I feel bad, but I just let him talk, as he has a speech impediment, and it would take waay too long to ask him to explain, even if i were interested.

Don't get me wrong, i'm all for a little shop talk... i used to play warmachine hyper-competitively, and did well in that scene by placing in a couple of national scale tourneys. I like hearing current players talk shop, and i get to pull the "back in my day...!" routine // old man, get off my lawn voice.

But when someone tells me about something they did in anime tactics for the twentieth time, and i say "I'm not an anime fan past tri-gun and GITS, as in, i have zero interest in it, and i don't play that game", it just kills me.

To say nothing of how he turn one roasted some newb in magic (i play magic only in that i picked it up again to introduce my son to gaming, who is 6, and have fun playing him. We play only preconstructed decks with occassional cards slipped in that either of us think are cool).

I have a really high pressure job, and a family... i'm lucky if i get 2 nights at the shop a month, usually its 0-1. I don't want to spend a minute of that listening to prattle about games i know nothing about.


-- Haight


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 gunslingerpro wrote:
Had a player basically concede a game after turn two on a scenario board at Templecon. We were about thirty minutes into it and he was really kind of getting battered. I wasn't about to make him stay in a game he wasn't having any fun in, and there was no win by caster kill option (per the table scenario).

He pulls his bag out to pack up, then starts to play again, deciding to use every tactic in his power to drag out a game he had conceded, and then gotten indignant about, to four hours in length.

It got awkward when people playing next to us (which had roatated multiple times because of how long our game was) kept asking how it was going

Several years ago, i had someone quit a game of hardcore on me at templecon. I had taken a loss in round 2 (this was in the days that it didn't go to top 4 after 4 rounds), and was thus going for either executioner, or mage hunter. I killed a heavy beast with Ecaine and the rest of the list, and still had my feat left, and the warlock was easily in threat range, and had no where to hide. I also had some nigh on guaranteed KD on the warlock. Kid tried to walk from the game, so i called a judge, and the judge decided that if he packs up his toys and goes home, i get VP for everything on the table.

The kid was sorta shamed into staying, but my clock had been chewed enough, i took every lasts second i could to farm VP off him before i killed his bitch ass.

That was kinda weird, it's one of the only competitive times in all my years of playing warmachine where i was specifically out to curbstomp the gak out of someone for being a bad sport.

The guy had the balls to turn his back on me when i extended my hand to him after the game.

This might seem like poor form ; if you don't play hardcore, you might not get what a HUGE potential disadvantage losing a couple minutes in hardcore format in warmachine is, particularly when you're in contention for a caster kill or going for VP count for executioner. It can kill you.

On the plus side, still won executioner that year, despite the nastiness.

-- Haight

Just had another one today, where I witnessed a guy playing WHFB with a regular at my store. The regular's a skaven/chaos marines player, and is very unlucky 99% of the time. This combined to the really random mechanics of both armies lead him to crushing defeats for a while now, his sadness being quite touching me.
In his game, Mr regular/skaven player manages to land his dreaded 13th spell (first time I've seen him manage it) on the other player's high elf unit, thus destroying it. The high lef player went on whining for half an hour how this was broken as hell and was utterly disgusted his banner of the dragon-world didn't stop it. In his rant he went on to threatening to go to GW's HQ to "kick thier teeth out".
Quite an appalling behaviour for a grown-up man

 paulson games wrote:
Had to play against a very overweight guy who had crescent shaped sweat marks under each of his man boobs.

Oh the horror, that you had to be in the foul presence of a fat person

I mean seriously people, if someone has genuinely poor personal hygiene and stinks up the place, fine, that's an issue, but the judgement you see around here sometimes is ridiculous.

Many Moons ago in the year of 2001 I was playing a WHFB team game, 2 per side with 4k total.

At some point in the game I cause a unit to flee and my pursuit took me into a clipping scenario. Now my unit would clearly beat down whatever I clipped. (Something like Chaos Knights into an Empire Mortar or some nonsense)

1 of the 2 on the other side went into a rage about base contact, or sliding the tray or some crap. At this point I'm like... wtf man... so I say, "Let's just dice for it. You can pick Odds or evens. Winner makes the call."

No big deal, I really don't care if I win or lose, I just want o have fun with some friends, which he was (and also a coworker). So he goes into another rage about this or that, blah, blah.... There's about 10 of us playing on different tables and no one could figure out what his problem was.

So I told him if he didn't shut up and let it go I would climb across the table and stab him with a miniature. Then moved my unit back out of contact and told him I failed my pursuit roll.

I'm not sure what was more awkward, the fact I threatened to stab someone with a mini or his sheepish silence for the rest of the night while the rest of us enjoyed our games.

Worst experience I ever had was during a Magic tournament, after the cut to Top 8 I was seeded 2nd and playing seed 1. He was the local TFG. I politely asked him if he chose to shuffle my deck, I would only allow pile shuffling. It is within the rules to specify how an opponent handles your cards. He said nothing, looked me dead in the eyes, and bridge shuffled my $1000 deck. He looked surprised and made a huge scene about how i was cheating and in collusion with the TO when I had a judge eject him...

I can stand being yelled at and called all kinds of names, but I draw the line at mistreating cards/minis that have significant emotional and financial value.

My most awkward moment was when my best mates brother came around to watch us have a game. I have always been a little defensive about people handling miniatures without asking, particularly someone that isn't familiar with the hobby and how fragile they can be.

I asked him to be careful with the models so I was pretty angry when he dropped an old school DE Talos (the metal kind) onto the concrete floor of the gaming area.

I sucked it up though as he was my mates brother, I placed it back on the table and we continued playing. However, my mate had some serious work to do when later that same game, the same Talos was sent flying when the same brother got a tad excited and backhanded it off the table again. I strongly suggested to him that his brother not come around again.

I was once playing my first or second game at a GW and I played a guy with necrons. I was looking down at my rulebook for the wound chart, I looked up and he had a finger in his nose knuckle deep. This guy also happened to be like 25 or 26, awkward as hell and I refused to let him touch any of my models after that...even though it may of been too late heh

I called a guy out once for shuffling around the marks he had on his csm units during a game. He had 5 more or less identical units (all purcahsed off ebay not painted by him) and he just dictated which had the icon of which (old csm dex). Throughout the game which were nurgle and which were khorne kept moving around and I had to remind him several times of what he had said it was. Anyway he got upset after a while and started being more insistent at which point I called him out on shady biz and said I was done playing. Later I found out he had cheated and been removed from the previous years ard' boyz.

Was vacationing in Madrid and knew I had lots of time to set, so I made a point of tracking down the local GW store to get a game in. See if they did things the same way we did at my LFGS (more popular than the 2 local GW stores combined at the time).

My Spanish wasn't great, but I could read and certainly get the basics across no problem. Plus the Demonhunters Codex had just come out and I wanted to pick up a copy and the new models to bring back. Back in ose days there was still a lag in release dates between US and ROTW.

Find the store no problem. Right on a main street, Nd wondered how I had missed it earlier in the week. Casually peek in the window just to scope out the place. Bunch of munchkins, some teens, and a few adults all gathered around one table. Looks nice and ripe for a 40k game. Nothing better than people standing around with cases watching a game. So I head on in.

ALL noise and conversation immediately stops and eyes glance at me. Um, ok. So I walk around the game going on (WHFB), and find the 40k wall. Forgetting everything else I snatch up the DH codex and start flipping through. After a few pages I notice it's still pretty quiet, and the game sounds haven't come back. They're still staring at me. Umm, whatever. I start flipping through the blisters on the wall full of new models . That's when I notice GW employee#1 standing over my shoulder eyeballing me as I shake blisters and try to disciples weapons on Inquisitors. he stayed that way for the entire time I was near ANY product. I decide to go over and watch some of the game . They start easing case under the table, or closing open cases, but make no attempts to strike up gamer conversation or make eye contact.

Thats when I catch sight of the Manager behind the counter. She is literally staring daggers into me. I got he feeling she had been doing it the entire time. At this point I'm thinking I really don't want to catch a game here, I just want out. Needless to say, I didn't buy a codex or any new release models, and didn't get a game in. The GW guy actually followed me to the door, and stayed there until I was out of sight.

When I told friends when I got back to the US they encouraged me to call up GW and complain. I just let it go. I did give GW stores a wide berth for a while afterwards though. Now I just search out FLGS when I visit places. And have met a lot of Koop peeps, and been invited back for games galore. Even got caught up chatting at a shop in Mexico City and hung out for 3 hours after closing. They'd never met another real live Chaos player before.

Heybiff

As most gamers are social misfits, at one tournament a guy my buddy was playing kept having to "adjust himself" during the game. He did it so often that a number of people noticed. Then he started to do a better job by reaching in to his shorts. Everyone there acted like nothing happened, this went on for most of the day... Nice guy..just really odd ...didn't want to shake his hand or let him touch our figures..

Years before a group of us where at a convention eating lunch, a guy appoched my buddy eating a personal pan pizza and bread sticks.
He wispered something and my buddy gave him a single bread stick and the guy wondered off.. Asking what was up.. He said it was a guy from the previous round and had spent all his money on admission.. He was starving, no money and was begging food ..

 Yodhrin wrote:

 paulson games wrote:
Had to play against a very overweight guy who had crescent shaped sweat marks under each of his man boobs.

Oh the horror, that you had to be in the foul presence of a fat person

I mean seriously people, if someone has genuinely poor personal hygiene and stinks up the place, fine, that's an issue, but the judgement you see around here sometimes is ridiculous.

You have never gotten cut but shrapnel from a exploding plastic chair in a FLGS in which th super fat and sweaty gamer was sitting in. The force of the explosion I think ripped the fabric of space/time because my dice rolling has sucked balls ever since the "incident".

 Yodhrin wrote:

 paulson games wrote:
Had to play against a very overweight guy who had crescent shaped sweat marks under each of his man boobs.

Oh the horror, that you had to be in the foul presence of a fat person

I mean seriously people, if someone has genuinely poor personal hygiene and stinks up the place, fine, that's an issue, but the judgement you see around here sometimes is ridiculous.

I hold nothing against the fat guys (as I count myself as one). However what was unsettling about this experience was that due to his epic levels of sweat on a white shirt he was staging impromptu wet t-shirt contest with man boob. It's a little gross to be playing an opponent that has their nipples and underboob showing clear though his saturated shirt.


On a seperate visit I also had an unpleasent experience where one of the kids in the store got sick and puked right into my miniatures case that I'd just finished packing up to leave. I had to rinse all the minis off in the sink one at a time. The only upside is the manager gave me a new case so I'd have somewhere clean to put them.

 Genoside07 wrote:
As most gamers are social misfits, at one tournament a guy my buddy was playing kept having to "adjust himself" during the game. He did it so often that a number of people noticed. Then he started to do a better job by reaching in to his shorts. Everyone there acted like nothing happened, this went on for most of the day... Nice guy..just really odd ...didn't want to shake his hand or let him touch our figures..

Years before a group of us where at a convention eating lunch, a guy appoched my buddy eating a personal pan pizza and bread sticks.
He wispered something and my buddy gave him a single bread stick and the guy wondered off.. Asking what was up.. He said it was a guy from the previous round and had spent all his money on admission.. He was starving, no money and was begging food ..

I have been in that situation, (being broke) many times... so I pack a lunch, feel safer, I am always concerned about being poisoned

heybiff wrote:
Was vacationing in Madrid and knew I had lots of time to set, so I made a point of tracking down the local GW store to get a game in. See if they did things the same way we did at my LFGS (more popular than the 2 local GW stores combined at the time).

My Spanish wasn't great, but I could read and certainly get the basics across no problem. Plus the Demonhunters Codex had just come out and I wanted to pick up a copy and the new models to bring back. Back in ose days there was still a lag in release dates between US and ROTW.

Find the store no problem. Right on a main street, Nd wondered how I had missed it earlier in the week. Casually peek in the window just to scope out the place. Bunch of munchkins, some teens, and a few adults all gathered around one table. Looks nice and ripe for a 40k game. Nothing better than people standing around with cases watching a game. So I head on in.

ALL noise and conversation immediately stops and eyes glance at me. Um, ok. So I walk around the game going on (WHFB), and find the 40k wall. Forgetting everything else I snatch up the DH codex and start flipping through. After a few pages I notice it's still pretty quiet, and the game sounds haven't come back. They're still staring at me. Umm, whatever. I start flipping through the blisters on the wall full of new models . That's when I notice GW employee#1 standing over my shoulder eyeballing me as I shake blisters and try to disciples weapons on Inquisitors. he stayed that way for the entire time I was near ANY product. I decide to go over and watch some of the game . They start easing case under the table, or closing open cases, but make no attempts to strike up gamer conversation or make eye contact.

Thats when I catch sight of the Manager behind the counter. She is literally staring daggers into me. I got he feeling she had been doing it the entire time. At this point I'm thinking I really don't want to catch a game here, I just want out. Needless to say, I didn't buy a codex or any new release models, and didn't get a game in. The GW guy actually followed me to the door, and stayed there until I was out of sight.

When I told friends when I got back to the US they encouraged me to call up GW and complain. I just let it go. I did give GW stores a wide berth for a while afterwards though. Now I just search out FLGS when I visit places. And have met a lot of Koop peeps, and been invited back for games galore. Even got caught up chatting at a shop in Mexico City and hung out for 3 hours after closing. They'd never met another real live Chaos player before.

Heybiff

Perhaps you carried the sign of El Diablo?

And another one I forgot to mention, was when my waac friend (he's a nice guy, but kinda a dick when it comes to competitiveness) got thoroughly beaten by the old eldar codex. In 6th. Against Grey Knights. He got a teeeeensy bit irritated.

 monders wrote:
I just really wanted to join in.

- Don't we all...




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 notprop wrote:

PredaKhaine wrote:
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I pointed him in the direction of the manager, then shouted the manager over and he bought the codex and left.

A while afterwords I had the thought - Does this mean that I, in my free time, of my own free will, dress like a GW employee?

That's not awkward that's reality biting.

You weren't asking your opponent "so what are you working on at the moment?" were you?

It could have been a simple mistake [looks at Preda's clothes]........could have been....

I was thinking it was more awkward for the other guy. He did that - can you help me/I don't work here combo.
At the time I was trying to crush the legions of slaanesh CSM's, with my legion of....other slaanesh CSM'S.

But now you've got me thinking...

[Preda thinks back through the mists of time to...last saturday. Thinks - Black T shirt, Blue jeans...FETH.]


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Its still better than the time I went to play someone in a shop an hour away. We'd both driven for an hour as the shop was middle ground between us.
We got there, I took my coat off and we realised we were both wearing the same NIN t-shirt. An hour away is too far to go get changed.
When we explained this to the manager, I couldn't tell if he was laughing with us or whether he thought we'd worn matching clothes on purpose...

Well done, you have me grinning like a fool in a packed office!

 Yodhrin wrote:
Oh the horror, that you had to be in the foul presence of a fat person

I mean seriously people, if someone has genuinely poor personal hygiene and stinks up the place, fine, that's an issue, but the judgement you see around here sometimes is ridiculous.

Posts like these...

...are made by nerds that want to distance themselves from nerdhood. They'll go on internet and rip on people that share traits with the stereotypical nerd/geek/gamer, and say "Yeah yeah, I know, I kinda play with little toys, but I am a super slick handsome suave dude!"

It's possibly true to an extent. Many paople it seems a go to a store/clib just to play games, yes we can be socialble while were at it but more often than not gaming buddies will be opponents rather than a purely sociable friendship. Further, Allot if gaming these days is meeting up with people you 'know' from the Internet, so with a lack of actual familiarity will also lead to actually having a weird I know you but don't know you feel. Does that make sense?

I find meeting people quite a funny experience, I've met a quite a few Dakkanauts over the years and while I think I'm quite a nice personable chap what you see when you meet me doesn't make up with the happy to lucky puerile posting style I have.

I have had comments from people that assume I'm some younger bloke (cheers Alb!) and when what they actually get is a 6' 4" 20 stone chap nearing middle age (I have al sorts of nicknames that revolve around a certain Ogre!). It makes for some amusing meetings and others can look awkward because they have a 'is this dude here to rob me?' Look on their face when I just want to play toy soldiers and lark about like everyone else.

fishy bob wrote:

...are made by nerds that want to distance themselves from nerdhood. They'll go on internet and rip on people that share traits with the stereotypical nerd/geek/gamer, and say "Yeah yeah, I know, I kinda play with little toys, but I am a super slick handsome suave dude!"

The guy that won the Toy Soldier tournament last year could easily have been on the cover of GQ. That skilled, handsome, and thoroughly nice b*stard...

Thing is though, if you're going out in public I think you should at least shower, apply deoderant and brush your teeth. It's bad manners otherwise. You're sharing an intimiate space with someone. Seperated by four feet. That's it.

The smell of some dudes sweaty unwashed butt crack easily overpowers a (usually) small, (usually) warm gaming venue. I was stuck on a table behind a sweaty cracked bloke, and it was the worst 4 hours of my life.

Disclaimer: I'm not exactly going to win any Six Pack awards anytime soon, and I sweat like a b*stard (hairy, y'see...)

Peace and love...

Anyways, back on topic!

Two of my group are Rules Nerdz. They're best friends. They call each other on every single thing. A 2,500pt game can easily take 4or 5 hours as they back and forth. That was incredibly awkward for me when I first went round for a game... It's hilarious now, of course!