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Ok, I am going to flip my previous subject and now ask.....


What is the most humiliated YOU have been at a game table?



Mine was last month at a Tournament in Huntsville AL. A precourser to the Big Waaaaaagh in Memphis.

I had a Termie heavy Space Wolf army, that had fared well in the last RTT I was in, and since I hadn't really had time to paint new stuff since then (Just had Twins.....Ork and Marine players I'm thinking) I just decided to go ahead and use them.

Three rounds regular RTT style tourny right?

Well, first round I drew aspect heavy, Eldrad swinging, Prism totin eldar. Fun game, I'll say that out front...and the guy I was playing was very polite and pleasant as he wiped me out to all but three gray hunters.

Second round...I was excited, time to start anew and at least get me a victory point this tourny!!!!
Eldar...3 prisms....pathfinders....harlequins....and Eldrad.
this game didn't last very long.

the last game was against a great ork player who seemed to be having a day like I was, we both were down and grumpy....until the start of the game...then we had a great game like 40k should be played....fast and bloody.

The first two games though.....made me feel like I had learned how to play this game the day before the tourny.

The lesson I learned though was that when you loose 7 models a turn to a trip linked fire prism....its ok if you have 75 other blood claws running at them, but if you have 25 other models total in your army.....loosing a quarter to a third aint that fun.


oh, and I hate Eldrad

There ya go, have fun and let us know your pain.

My worst (And I LOVE sharing this, because it takes skill to be this bad) is actually a fantasy game.

I was playing with the newest incarnation of the Vampire Counts, shortly after their new book came out. I think it was my first game with the so-called "Overpowered" VC. Everyone was talking about how unbeatable they are.

Well, my epic failure just proved the validity of the army. I had a nice summoner list that I had come up with, mostly skeletons and Necromancers. I had my corpse carts and Van Hel's get me into combat by turn 2.
With Orcs. And not just any Orcs. Grimgor and his lads.

Yeah, instead of sitting back and summoning up huge armies of zombies and skeletons, I crashed my underpowered regiments right into his line AS FAST AS POSSIBLE.

By the end of turn 4 every unit I had brought or raised was gone (surprisingly, NOT because my general was dead, only 1 unit of summoned spirit hosts failed their LD test enough to take wounds!). Really there was nothing more to it than a bunch of nasty Orcs ripping through my lines like a blood-thirsty blender during Spring Break.

Horrid...

I nearly cried...

At Adepticon this year I played in the Tournament of Champions on Sunday instead of the GT. (I should of played in the GT). I played an all tank Eldar list and faced an Eldar list built on Eldrad and 4 MC's. I was crushing until the last turn when he shot down 2 prisms and I lost 2 table quarters and lost the mission. Second round I played against a Nidzilla list that had the T:7 5 W regenerating Carnies. I could not put a dent in them because he kept rolling his regens. Last turn he assaults my skimmers that are trying to play keep away with him. He knocks down 3 of them and I lose the game.
So I am thinking WTF, I can't remeber being 0-2 before, at least I can have fun in round 3 and hopefully get a win to en this event on a highnote. My opponent is a no show so I wait 20 minutes and I figure ok, I will report it, get the forfeit win and at least I did not go 0-3. I tell Jeff Chua that my opponent is a no show and I will happily take the win and all is well. Not so fast, Jeff says, "you paid for 3 games, you will get 3 games" and he springs into action. He finds his "ringer" army and says we will play. I say"ok" and he pulls out Ravenwing. I figure this is a bad matchup due to the mobility and his sheer number of heavy weapons. Boy was I right, not only is this a bad matchup but Jeff rolls like a madman. I proceed to get tabled on turn 5. What the Hell?!?! I got tabled by the ringer! Honestly, it was a very fun game and Jeff is a great opponent, but I got tabled by the ringer.

I was so bummed!

Not really humiliating or embarassing... but definitely a moment I wasn't too proud of.
I was still fairly new to 40K... Well, not so NEW... just inexperienced...

I was gaming at a buddy's house with a list I'd thrown together on the fly. We were playing 2500 points of 40K. I was playing a VERY Khorne bike heavy "undivided" list that I'd made a lot of changes to throughout the course of creating it.
Halfway through the game, I come to a realization... I changed my list on paper, but forgot to remove some models.

Bottom of turn 3, I realized something... I had 3 units of 5 bikes that should have been 4-man... and I removed that Lieutenant on bike from the list, too...
Oh... and I didn't take that 3rd unit of Berzerkers AT ALL.

Oops.


Eric

Alright, embarassing gaming story ...

PRELUDE: I had been fighting with the woman the day before this game, probably about gaming or money (or money spent on gaming)

I took my Eshin out against Studderingdave's 2nd gen slaan lizards list. I knew I was in for the most uphill battle, but I had readied myself for defeat and was playing for fun (you know, as much fun as fighting the "leman russ" machine gun slaan is). With some maneuvering I suddenly saw a glimmer of hope - 5 units had the charge on the slaan and his temple guard, 2 triad teams and 21 gutter runners! I thought to myself, holy crap, I could do this, I could actually kill the freaking toad and win this thing!

Then he told me he had the banner of "I cause fear." I failed 4 fear tests and 1 triad went in by themselves. Cue a handful of pretty (but cursed) Chessex dice flung across the room. I slapped the triad into position and angrily rolled some attaks, but meanwhile the woman called me and started telling me how VH1 just told her that Marky Mark was actually Mark Wahlberg and isn't that crazy? But honestly I was too angry at my tiny cowardly soldiers and ignored her, and she hung up on me. So the cell phone was smashed against the floor too

Thankfully I went outside and cooled off for a bit, then went back in and recollected my dice and phone bits. Then took a deep breath and rolled the triads' attaks for real, and surprisingly enough they beat the slaan block by themselves (it easily passed). The toad would go on to cleansing flair my dudes off the board, as over the remaining turns I could never get more than 1 unit to pass the fear test needed to charge in.

And that's where the phrase "throwy dice and smashy phone" come from around my parts

- Salvage

It was somewhere around 1994 or so that my group had been playing 40K for awhile, but between about 10 of us, we had never played outside our little group. A tournament came up in Colorado Springs, and a few of us figured we'd go. 4 of us total.

For all four of us, this was our rude introduction to 'cheese', and all of us, to a man, lost every game we played. The tournament organizer made sure that we didn't play each other at all, no matter how far all four of us were down on the ranking ladder.

For me, it was pretty eye-opening. I had been used to playing (and seeing) balanced forces that most competitive players would laugh at. Of course, at the time, that's what we were all used to, since the guys in our group just played to have fun.

I had never faced so many Wolf Guard terminators with heavy weapons in all my previous games combined, than I faced in my first game at that tournament. I think I MIGHT have killed 2-3 models total before being wiped-out to a man.

My second game wasn't much better, though I still got wiped-out, but took a lot of orks with me.

In my third game that day, I was determined not to lose every fig - and I didn't. My scatter laser platform and crew, once the rest of my army was gone by turn 4, ducked behind some rocks and my opponent could not get to them in time.

It was sobering and eye-opening to say the least. The 3 hour car-ride home was quiet and I think we were all feeling pretty much the same way - pretty humiliated. None of us had ever been completely blown-off the table like we were that day.

Needless to say, we didn't go to Co. Springs for anymore tournaments. And the best part is (to me), none of the 4 people who went down to the tournament used any of the force-building tactics or rules-lawyering that we saw.

JediRaptor wrote:Ok, I am going to flip my previous subject and now ask.....


What is the most humiliated YOU have been at a game table?n.

First game ever of FAntasy(5th edition rules).. I invited the chap over to my house for lunch too.

We set up the armies, he helps me figure out what the hell I am doing.

He has a dwarf army, I have an Orcs and Goblins army.

First turn goes to the dwarves.. He fires a cannon shot that bounces over the unit it is aiming at and lands smack dab on the head of my black orc bigboss. I fail all 3 saving throws and boom, the whole of my army runs off the table, except for the one unit of night goblins I have. they stay on the table..

He reaches across the table and says, "Want to set up and try another game?" I wanted to cry.. I would have too, if my wife hadn't been home.. lol

Hmm...that's pretty easy. At a big 3rd ed. tourney years ago, my Tyranids squared off vs. a Death Guard army. Turn 1 the guy (who clearly had little to no experience with the army) walked *toward* me. Ahem.

By turn 2 I had *every* bug of mine engaged in CC (I took almost no losses getting there), tying up every one of this units. What was better, virtually every unit I had was matched up vs. what I wanted them to hit. It was picture-perfect. By the end of my turn 2 movement phase, I thought "game over." All I had to do is roll some dice, right?

I got my a$$ handed to me like you wouldn't believe. His dice were off-the-charts good, and mine were abysmal. I understood the matchup -- Death Guard were tough, but I had enough S4, rending and MCs in that army. I knew exactly how that game *should* have gone, and after much (anguished) self-analysis I couldn't even come up with one thing I would have done differently. But the game went completely in the other direction. I overheard him talking later and think he might have said it was his first win playing 40K EVER.

I had some other strange games that tourney, but that was one of the freakiest games I ever played and definitely the most humbling. It never made me want to *cry*, mind you, but smashing my head into a wall was in play...

Boss_Salvage wrote: the woman called me and started telling me how VH1 just told her that Marky Mark was actually Mark Wahlberg and isn't that crazy?

Whoa.

That's creepy. I happened to be watching VH1 (read: No one changed the channel and I was busy painting) just last night they taught me, as well, that Marky Mark is indeed Mark Wahlberg! I had no idea!

Just thought it a creepy coincidence...

My 300 strong goblin army was a constant source of embarrasment for me. Like a block of 100 plus general and battle sandard bearer losing combat and fleeing from 8 high elf archers. I even had the charge! They flee, 90% of my army panics, game over.

The worst was during an Albion campaign me and a friend were playing at our gaming club, we were playing through all the missions in the booklet, I was the good side, he was bad with his vampire counts. It was about the fourth game in, I had wiped the floor with him in the first game (a 200pt skirmish rules game, where he had three warmachines with skeleton crews, I had 100 goblins...) then he won the next two. This was a crunch game.

t was a large amount of points, and we couldn't get it finished on time, so we left the armies on the table for the week untill we returned. At this point, I had two shamans and my good albion bloke in the stone circles (that doubled the power dice you got or summat) and his general's unit (that I had managed to stop him expanding) surrounded (front, rear and both flanks) by two big units of wolf riders, two massive goblin units, which in total contained two heroes and a lord, all ready to charge.

I naturally spent the week taking the piss out of his gak army, calling him rubbish and promising to be gentle when I handed his arse back to him.

Game night comes around. 1 unit of wolf riders failed their animosity test, as did my general's unit. The other two units proceded to fail fear tests. The game ended with me being massacred. I wasn't allowed to live that down for ages.

Stupid goblins.

Ps. VH1 just told me that Flavour Flav is actually a robot. Go figure.

I think mine was playing in a toury of 1850 pts with only 1500 points of models. Didnt realize that until the thrid game ....
First game was against a Space marine player ( I defeated him some how)
Second game I was tabled in turn three due a all sniper army

Thrid game I Lost three models the whole game and that poor black templar lost everything ( and he want to play my dark eldar all day too

AlexCage wrote:That's creepy. I happened to be watching VH1 (read: No one changed the channel and I was busy painting) just last night they taught me, as well, that Marky Mark is indeed Mark Wahlberg! I had no idea!

Hopefully you weren't filled with boiling rage as a result and pulped whatever poor mini you happened to have in your hand at the time

two_heads_talking wrote:He has a dwarf army, I have an Orcs and Goblins army ... and boom, the whole of my army runs off the table

Reminds me of when I tried to get back into fantasy back when 6th came out. Bought the BRB, built up 1000 points of night goblins (+ 8 boarboys) in a painful 2 weeks of cleaning moldlines and gluing those multipart buggers together, and put them across from my bro's dwarfs. My line moved up, with the boars snorting into the lead ... only for the pigs to be shot up, break back through my line and panic everything off the table. All of it.

As a result I hammered a die into dust as an example to its fellows, and still carry my hatred of stunties to this day.

- Salvage

Never been embarrassed because its just a game but late 3rd ed chaos was fun.

Superduper flying lord
2 x 5 las plas squads
9 Oblits (T5!)
3 Defilers
Bassy
...all in cover

Yeeaaahhh.

Well...the most humiliated I've ever been has been by my own behaviour... I have a good buddy I've played with for years, and back in the day we'd both get really emotional about a downturn in the game...

We've both grown up a lot, but it used to be hard to enjoy a game, because whoever was losing was pouting.

Playing other people and losing a lot taught me to be a better sport, though.

Two separate events, both awful but for different reasons.

1st: playng dark elves versus my friend's High Elves in Man O'War. My whole fleet, that's my whole fleet bar two death fortresses and a flyer are in my black ark which i stick on my base line.

1st magic phase of first turn he casts Cyclone? and blows the Ark and all it's contents off the table. killing the best part of 800pts of fleet. Needless to say the game was quick.

2nd: First game I ever played against necrons. Used a cult of speed. found this monolith thing looked quite dangerous so spent all of my heavy firepower at it, then tried to PK it to death.
I lost my entire army by turn 4.

I had killed 3 necron warriors.

all of whom passed their WBB rolls.

My first game of 5th edition vs. Eldar. It's Eldrad with some Wraith Guard, defenders with Uriel, and pathfinders. It's spearhead and whichever mission counts KPs. We start the game good and fine. Eldrad and the WratihGuard are moving up center field right at me. I trash them with fire- but wait. Their warlock gives them cover. He makes every single cover save. I try to Lash twice. No no no lash. Eldrad Mindwars my DP to death. I try to shoot again. No luck on him failing any cover saves. My sorc is mind warred to death. I get into a charge position against his defenders. I lay down Plasma cannons, HBs, pistols, double firing bolters and he... takes cover. Makes almost every single cover save. He loses maybe 2 models. While I've been taking heavy losses from pathfinder sniping and trying to keep Eldrad and friends at bay. I charge into his defenders. they all go first. Decimate my squad with some incredible rolls. I meekly swing back. My oblits just start to fire away at the pathfinders as my other CSM squad charges into the Wraith Guard along with my Plague Marines. They are destroyed everything of mine seems to die then whatever killed it is taken out by an oblit's plasma cannon. It's turn 6 (rolled the extra turn) and all he has is Eldrad and Pathfinders. I take out Eldrad thinking "WOOO! I might win!". Then we roll a turn 7 and my oblit's fire at his pathfinders and his pathfinders fire at my oblit's. We look it up on who wins. He has more VPs by a good number. Because he only ran 3 units and I ran 5. He was able to get 4 KPs while I was only able to get 2. When we found out he won I just looked down like someone said I had just won a new puppy but the puppy has cancer and the only thing it does is vomits and dies in a month. I just packed up my models and kind of sat there for a minute. Wtf KPs...

Stupid Eldrad

JediRaptor wrote:Stupid Eldrad

I agree. How do you beat that guy? Ignore him or just go after him at all costs?

Back in 3rd Ed, it was the mission where you started within 1 Troops Choice on the table - Recon or something - anyway. I was playing Tau, an army I had never lost to (or since for that matter). I was using Mechanised Guard.

We knew the mission beforehand, so decided to stack the deck in my favour as much as possible. I knew I could only have one troops choice... so I took a 55-man Platoon (w/6 Chimeras) as one of my Troops Choices, and an Armoured Fist as the other. Also took some Sentinels just to give me even more stuff starting on the table. Had a Callidus in there, Demolishers, Russes, etc.

So I have 55-men, 6 light tanks and 4 Sentinels sitting across from 2 units of Pathfidners and a squad of Firewarriors.

Should be a piece of cake right?


Apparently it was at that moment the dice came to a decision that numbers above 3 were not for me. I really couldn't roll above a 3 for the whole game. I missed 11 our of 12 autocannon shots in the first two turns. By the end of turn 3 all my Sentinels and half my Infantry platoon was gone. I failed a sighting test from my Callidus against his Stealth Suits. My Demolisher scattered 1" back onto itself, blowing it sky high.

It was horrible... I conceeded at the top of the 4th.

To this day my only loss against Tau...

BYE

I think the worst way you can embarrass yourself in this game is with your own behavior. I've got two.

1. playing a friendly game as I was JUST learning what the heck I was doing. Guy I was playing was super-nice. I made a stupid newb error that I shouldn't have, but I did anyway. Realized what I had done. Hit the table with my hand, hard, like a hormonal jerk-off kid. His unpinned wraithlord falls the feth apart on the table, every bit comes off. I was moritified.

2. several years an about 5 million dice later, I square off against a complete newb with Khorne army in a tourney. He's looking to learn the game, really nice guy. I had template heavy guard (bas, LR, demolisher, more). I look at the mission, deployment zones are opposing corners of the 4'x6'. FOr some reason, I was convinced that the deployment zones were in the shaded area BETWEEN where they actuially were. So we deployed essentially in the OPPOSITE opposite cormners, and due to the narrow deployment zones my defective little squirrel brain was convinced I was looking at, we were both squished in like sardines only friendlier. My dice were on, very little scatter, got first turn. First shot takes out his command squad in rhino, second takes out his land raider loaded with something nasty, ord 6's on both result rolls so it was ALL gone. And then it went downhill for him frmo there. Bottom of 2 he's tabled. THEN someone explained my feth up to me. I damn near BEGGED the TO to switch our scores and give him the win. I HATED myself for screwing that kid like that, even though it was a mistake.

Typeline wrote:Because he only ran 3 units and I ran 5. He was able to get 4 KPs while I was only able to get 2. When we found out he won I just looked down like someone said I had just won a new puppy but the puppy has cancer and the only thing it does is vomits and dies in a month. I just packed up my models and kind of sat there for a minute. Wtf KPs...

Wow, that sounds like a bloody game, on both ends!!

Just curious, though - why would it make you feel humiliated? It sounds like you should be proud! Your opponent, from the sounds of it, was giving you a severe beat-down, and in the end, it sounds like model-wise you evened things up, and lost with a respectable 4-2 score.

/salute to a game well-fought!

Boss_Salvage wrote:As a result I hammered a die into dust as an example to its fellows, and still carry my hatred of stunties to this day.

- Salvage

Much like Crowley does to keep his verdant house plants flourishing in Neil Gaiman's Good Omens! Love that book!

I don't smash my dice, but the "bad" ones get given away to someone else. I figure if they don't want to be with me, they can make someone else happy!


My first game of 40K back in the days of 2nd ed, I played a 2500 marine army (my own chapter based on BA) against my buddy's Orky horde. While it was a freshman game on both sides, I had read the wargear and rule books several times and had a good grasp of the rules. I took tac marines with ML's and plasma guns for template and sustained fire, a squad of termies to take out his mega armored nobz, and a few scout snipers. I won inits, he deployed his horde in full view, with 2 mobs of nobz outfitted with plasma cannons behind cover. I made a broken line to flank his horde when it inevitably over ran me - but it never did. He kept his nobz on the back line and alternated fire (at full strength, of course) at my marines while I tried to keep them in cover. He lost about 20 gretchin against the 30 marines he took, including half of the termies. I completely forgot that ork nobz could be equipped with any heavy weapons and plasma cannons were super cheap for orks... he still brings it up