"OP!" he says, "That other store is holding a tournament this weekend, nothing huge or fancy, just 1750, but they've got a signup sheet out and it's got nearly 18 players on it, you gonna be able to play?"

Oh yes, it is fucking on now. It is on like goddamned fucking Donkey Kong. The last time this happened, two of my friends and I rolled over there and stomped fucking face hard enough to take the top three spots, and best of all, all of the the prize support.

This time however, a gauntlet has been thrown down. Smack has been talked about how we shouldn’t have ever won, that we played bullshit armies and in bullshit fashion, they said that if we bothered coming down there, that this time, this time we would be humiliated, and not by people cheating.

Now, after the last time we went there and punched their shit in, we obviously told stories at our store of how much ass we kicked, how good we did, and of how it ended. Because of that, another of our buddies, who is a fucking awesome person, but not the best player in the world, (yet is an excellent painter) decided that he wanted to tag along and see what he could do against them.

So, let me tell you about how it went down this time.

>Now, a bit of background. About me, I've been playing 40k since 2nd edition,

Don't care, you're an idiot who hasn't discovered other games and continues to let GW rape you up the ass day in and day out.

Your opinions and insight on any matter are null and void.

>>15237793
And you are a cocksucking faggot, but hey, neither of us are perfect.

The dramatis persona involved in this excapade.

Me. I brought my core 1500 IG gunline with an additional 250 points added on. 2 squadrons each with 2 regular Leman Russ, 1 squadron of 2 Demolishers. 2 Chimera riding squads of melta+demo vets, 1 platoon that exists mostly to shoehorn 2 squads with autocannons, and 2 HW squads of autocannons, a PHQ with 4 flamers, and a company HQ with a banner and 3 flamers.

Rob. My buddy who typically brings along an IG list full of manticores and other strange stuff like rough riders decided to drop the IG for this tournament since we each decided to bring out a different army than one another. He brought out Space Wolves. 3 squads of Missile launcher Long Fangs, Ragnar, a wolf priest, 3 Rhino's, 1 squad of 5 scouts, and loads of Gray Hunters.

Al. Al typically loves two armies. Either he loves his IG and his HW teams of doom, or he loves the fuck out of his Black Templars, which by the way, are all painted red, and look strangely like Blood Angels. But he also has a fairly sizeable Nid force, and today, that is what he brought. A Tervigon, a Swarmlord with 2 guard, 3 more Tervigons, 3 squads of Gaunts and Venomthropes everywhere to give him cover saves.

>>15237809
hurry up and finish your riveting tale!

>>15237793

>Likes different things
>Opinion is invalid

Aspie detected

>>15237793
Wow, your hate of GW leads you to new anti-social heights.

Jack. Well, Jack has his Necrons, and while he likes his Necrons, he's figured out that they aren't exactly the best of armies for a tournament. So, rather than saddle himself with the horrid phase out rule, Jack borrowed Al's IG army, and Al helped build him an army. 1 CHQ, 4 flamers, 2 platoons, each with 3 squads with Lascannons, a power weapon sarge, a PHQ with 3 flamers, 1 Commissar with a power weapon, and 5 heavy weapons teams of autocannons. Yes, that is indeed 30 autocannons. To compliment this he brought on a Marbo and a Yarrick.

Joel. Now, as I said, Joel isn't the best of players, but he is actively trying to make himself a better player, he's watching, listening to advice, and learning as best he can when he fights people. I'm considered one of the best players locally, and I've done damned well in national tournaments before including at the Ard Boys nationals. The last time we played, with me having helped him build his army list, and advising him on how to play, he beat me handily. This time, he took some of the advice and applied it as best he could. He brought an army of Blood Angels. Astorath with an honor guard, 3 jumping priests with power weapons, 3 full 10 man assault squads with twin melta and fists, an 8 man assault squad with 1 melta and fist, and a single Baal Predator.

Now, it's 10 AM, and lord knows, I am not now, nor have I ever been a pleasant person in the morning. In fact, to be brutally honest, I am a downright surly and hateful son of a bitch in the morning, which is why working on 2nd shift is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Even my wife says so.

>>15237809
Sounds like you have an attitude problem, you should have that looked at.

Twenty bucks says you are just posting some made up shit online, wanting to be the center of attention, why else bother with a trip?

But it's 10am, and this tournament starts at 11, so I had to wake up, have my coffee, and smoke three cigarettes before our group gathered at our normal FLGS. From there we all, under agreement with the owner, grabbed a T-shirt that says TEAM FLGS on it and head on over to the other store in a convoy, my big ass truck leading the way. We pull up in the parking lot with 15 minutes to spare, and we commence to pile out of our vehicles and make our way into the store one at a time. I walked in first carrying my army with me and smiling my most hateful smirk. The moment I'm fully in the store, it goes dead silent as people start to get an inkling of what's about to happen. Next Rob walks in, grinning from ear to ear, followed by Al, Joel, and finally, Jack, and yes, Jack is wearing one of our TEAM FLGS shirts.

Our armies set carefully to one side, we walk up to the counter, each hand over our $20, and start taking in the competition as we are getting stares of hate from everyone filling the store. Now, our batch of 5 players pushes those present from 19 to 24, the perfect number for this tournament as it fills up all of the available tables that were already prepared, so we didn't have to wait while the staff made up more tables for us to play on.

Because we rolled in together, despite the animosity between the stores, they were gracious enough to not place us against one another in the first turn. That changed in turns two and three, but in turn one it worked out that each of us got to tangle with people from their store.

Wow, op, you sure are a whiny cockmunch. 40k is just a game, no store is "evil" and you're a douche for not being a good sport when you play friedly games.

>>15237827
Dude, let the guy post. Stop being such a dick.

Joel is tangling with an Orkie battlewagon meganob army, Al is facing off with a SoB army played by a douchebag with an attitude problem, Jack is facing a nob biker army, and Rob is tangling with a gray knights army played by a new guy that is playing in his first tournament with an un optimized list.

Now, Rob's a nice guy, but his list is not a nice list. He's got the missile spam, the assault spam, and the dreaded Ragnar. His opponent may not have been very experienced, but he knew that as soon as Rob could do it, he was going to be in his face with everything he had. He hid his Storm Raven, Rifleman, Termies, Knights in a Rhino and Land Raider in a wall against the back and just waited for Rob to come to him. It was the right move, the smart move, but it didn't work. Rob's first turn of shooting with those missiles shredded his Rhino, Rifleman, and stripped the Storm Raven of all it's weapons. And Rob hadn't even gotten into close combat yet. But the kid was a gamer, and he didn't give up, when Rob made a mistake and got Ragnar's bunch just a bit too close to the Gray Knights, those same Knights leapt forward and assaulted with his remaining termies and knights. Now, Counter attack is a painful thing to behold, especially when it's from Ragnar Blackmane, and those Terminators were the first enemies to feel his wrath in close combat this tournament, but not the last.

>>15237827

You're on /tg/, mate. You should know never to let the truth get in the way of a good story.

>>15237827
Not to mention clearly having written all this out before hand, or is that copy pasta I smell?

A quick trip to the archives finds an identical thread from 4 months ago. Op is a lying faggot.

>>15237774
>Yeah, I'm one of those older players you see who is for the most part a friendly guy who tries to take care of other, newer players when he meets them.
>Yeah, I'm one of those older players you see who is for the most part an overbearing waistband who irritates other, newer players when he meets them.

But please continue, the first story was great.

When the dust was settled, Rob had tabled the guy and hadn't taken much in the way of casualties. However, he also didn't have but 2 of the bonus points.

Al? He's got Sisters of Battle across the table from him, and his opponent is one of the guys that none of us really like, so Al goes to work as hard and fast as he can with his army. He starts shitting out more Gaunts and running forward as hard as he can. His opponent however starts bitching the moment turn 1 is done. "I can't beat this list, it's cheese and unfair." He went so far as to complain to the owner of the store that the army was unfair simply because he didn't know how to fight it or how to win. He never finished turn 1 because of how much of a fit he threw. Seriously, he got so pissed that Al had moved more than half way across the table by the end of turn 1 that even without a single casualty on either side, he picked his army up, put it on his side board and refused to play. Now, Al's normally a level headed guy, but this dickshit was serious douchebag material.

"Quit acting like a faggot and play." says Al.
"Fuck you cheater, we were warned about you and your friends." says the douchebag. "I'm not fucking playing this list, and you can't make me."

Al raises an eyebrow and looks at the store owner who is standing beside their table with this really strange look on his face. He seriously didn't know how to react to one of his players refusing to play after the first half of turn 1 was over.

They argued, they begged, cajoled and pleaded, and finally they gave up. Al threw his hands up in the air and started to pick his army off the table when the guy came up with his stupidest line of the day.

"So it's a draw right?"

>>15237842
>No store is "evil".
I just waited 4 hours yesterday for my plague bearers to be unpacked at my local hobby store.
I then discovered that dispite the owner's assurances, they didn't even come in.
But worse was the owners attitude about it.
He didn't give a fuck, and he knew I was staying there waiting for the singular purpose of buying my plague bearers.
Yet this store is BETTER than my last.
Game stores can be evil.

>>15237849
>Joel is tangling with an Orkie battlewagon meganob army, Al is facing off with a SoB army played by a douchebag with an attitude problem
>douchebag with an attitude problem
Where have I heard that before...
>>15237827
Huh, looks like OP is trolling himself to give his thread a higher rating. Fake conflict much?

Also, the original story is from WInnipeg, Astro dipshits.

>>15237842
Read the first thread. "evil" may be an overstatement, but they're hardly a sympathetic group.

>>15237887
Or you just might be a dumbass for standing around in a store for four hours instead of taking your business elsewhere...

But I'm just spitballing here.

I swear I could hear Al's hand smacking himself in the fore head from across the room.

"Nope." said the owner. "Major victory for Al because you turned into a bitch and decided not to play."

The guy argued, as did Al. Al's position was that since the guy didn't play out turn 1 that he should be allowed to get the full 20 points, even if he couldn't get any of the bonus points because of the kill points mission. The owner pointed out that there was no way to know how the game would have played KP wise, and stuck with his decision. Al was still heated, but he took his 15 points. Dipshit however didn't get his 5 points, he was given a nice fat 0.

Joel however was having a very hard time of it with the meganobz guy. He went second and as I've said, isn't the best of players in the world despite being one of the nicest guys you will ever meet. The meganobz guy took advantage of this, he crushed Astorath and the Honor guard beneath the death roller on one of the battle wagons, he neglected to mention slow and purposful for his nobz, and honestly, he ate Joel for Lunch. The final results for Joel's game with the Meganob player was 21-1. Joel knew going into the tournament that he wasn't going to win, he was just playing to get better, and honestly, that game didn't help him at all. But unlike the SoB cocksucker, he didn't quit playing and cry.

Jack faced off with the Nob Bikers. You know those 30 Autocannons I mentioned? Yeah, they did their job and ate that hoard of Bikers, but Jack made one mistake. He killed that squad to the exclusion of all others, because honestly Nob Bikers take a lot of killing. They ended up with a tie, 3 to 3, as Jack sacrificed both of his blob squads and Yarrick holding off the rest of the army of Lootas, Boys, and faggotry. But Jack had killed the most expensive squad on the table, so instead of just 10, he rolled out with 11.

>>15237909
I placed an order in this store. Said it would come in on Friday, and I'm an idiot for trying to collect my order?

Now, I had to tangle with a guy who has 3 squads of 20 vanilla genestealers, 1 squad of gaunts, 2 squads of hive guard, a tervigon, and 1 brood of around 15ish gargoyles. Right from the start I knew what kind of game this was going to be. What kind you ask? The kind where deployment for the both of us takes an hour and 15 minutes. We argue about the sillyness of him trying to infiltrate his stealers within 12 inches, while I can still see them plain as day with my whole army. He argues that he RAI says he can, I argue that RAW says he can't. He bitches until we get a ruling, and it goes my way. So instead of 12 inches from me, 60 genestealers sit exactly 18 inches away from my army, and he has first turn.

"You mind rolling your run/fleet rolls when you do your movement to help speed up the game?" I asked him.

He looked at me with this look of shock and horror, like I had just dropped my pants and fucked his grandmother there on the game table right in front of him. I could tell when he started doing individual measurements for each model in his army that he was going to slow play, and I was right. 2.5 hours in a round, and it took us up to the 2 hour mark to finish turn 1. By that time, 1 of my squadrons of Leman Russ's were dead from a fleet roll of a 6 on a rushing mob of genestealers, but now it was my turn to deliver hell.

The vets rolled forward and opened up, the autocannons fired, tank shells thundered overhead, and when the dust from my first turn shooting had cleared two of the broods of gene stealers had been removed from the table, however the rest of his army was still waiting for me, and 1 squad of 20 stealers, along with his gaunts and gargoyles were right there ready to eat the face of my combined squad.

This must be what goes on inside Dashofpepper's head.

It took him 20 minutes to kill those 20 guardsmen because he insisted on moving everything first. He knew what he was doing. End of his phase of turn 2 and I was down 4 kill points to 2 as he got a lucky shot off that killed one of my vet squads's chimeras, and 8 of the 10 riders. The remaining 2 decided they had better places to be, and so beat feet.

I had 10 minutes to take my turn 2, the last turn of the game, and I was down two kills points, and my army wasn't in the perfect position to start the shooting. So I wasted precious seconds repositioning my tanks so I could actually hit what I needed to kill. The flamers opened up, burning genestealers, the autocannons fired, and yet again the tank shells fell. The final brood of genestealers and the brood of gargoyles started dropping like flies until no genestealers remained, and one gargoyle sat all by his lonesome, right in range of my 2nd vet squad, who hadn't had a chance to fire yet.

Right as I pick up my dice and start to call the shot that kills the genestealer, that fucking buzzer goes off.

"Time!" calls out the owner. "Dice down, that's the end."

My shout was loud enough to be heard over the entire store, and probably out into the parking lot.

>>15237927
Uhhh, yes. Did you provide a written commitment to the order, or any form of payment? NO?

Then you should have fucking left after the owner didn't open the shipment within the first five minutes, and bought from a supplier online who ships within 48 hours.

Dumbass.

1 goddamned gargoyle left out of that brood. 4 kill points to 3, and my opponent is grinning from ear to fucking ear. He's got that nasty smirk I typically wear when I get a chance to fuck someone I hate over, and now that I've been on the receiving end of it, it is a damned unpleasant site to see.

My opponent doesn't get a massacre, but he does manage to pull out 15 points to my 7.

And that gentlemen, ended round 1.

After the round ended our 5 grouped together to discuss our games, while the rest of the players grouped as a bunch as far away from us as possible. The store owner gamely tried to get us to mesh with one another, but the vitrol and hate filled glances being cast across the store put an end to that. However, over on the other side of the store four people were being congratulated. The genestealer fuck, the douchebag with the SoB, and the chucklefuck with the Meganobz. Those three had each managed to prevent some of us from getting a clean sweep points wise and planting us on the top of the bracket. The fourth person being congratulated?

The slimy greaseball Bob. He'd brought his descent of angels army again, and had kicked the shit out of a kid who had to be less than 14 who was playing an army obviously made up from two sets of marines out of black reach. He massacred the kid and then crowed about doing it. The poor kid was sitting kinda dejected and alone with his army as he looked at his armylist and was obviously trying to figure out what the hell had gone wrong.

>>15237947
Wow, sounds like you're mad that the rules apply to everyone including you.

Shut the fuck up and man the fuck up.

Man. I'm a pretty damn new player (>3 months playing regularly at a FLGS). If somebody rolled me that hard and then laughed about it, that would have destroyed this hobby for me.

>>15237935
>.By that time, 1 of my squadrons of Leman Russ's were dead from a fleet roll of a 6 on a rushing mob of genestealers, but now it was my turn to deliver hell.

It is impossible to place a model precisely 18.000..." away from a model and move it precisely 18.000..."

Even then deployment has to be 'further" than 18".

So much hate in this thread. For nothing.
>>15237947
I feel for you man, thats exactly the kind of player I hate, but if he was obviously extending out his turn with unnessisarrily long moves, couldn't you tell the judge/owner? That's a flagrant breach of tournament rules just about anywhere, unless he was quite honestly just a slow player.
That aside, everywhere I've played it's always been after time is called the last full turn is played out, I'm a bit surprised to see a "dice down" situation.

"His mom drops him off here on the weekends, kind like a cheap babysitter." Jack told me.

And honestly, that sucks, and I know it sucks, because that happened to me when I was a kid. Shit, it's how I got started playing Warhammer and 40K back in the day. I walked up to him and started trying to talk to the kid but he just kinda looked at me and then back to his army. I tried to talk to him, trying to be kind because hell, as I said, I understand where he's coming from. The minute I start talking to him however, up walks fat, smelly, fucking Bob.

"Come over here Tom, we'll help you with your army for the next round." says Bob, sounding almost fucking human despite the fact that he just dog stomped this kid into the ground. And I start to get a sense of what Bob has just pulled. Not only did he beat the kid, but he helped the kid make the army, and during their game he "Coached" him on how to play right into his hands. But the kid obviously looks up to Bob, I don't for the life of me know why, and he happily walks right over and stands in the middle of their crowd while they laugh and cut up.

And now, now my hatred of Bob has grown even bigger.
So, Round 2 starts, and who do I get? The 14 year old kid with his black reach army. Joel is tangling with the SoB guy who actually plays their game, and Rob is playing against my first opponent with the genestealer hoard. Al is tangling with the battlewagon player who got a very fun taste of why you don't try to deffrolla a tervigon, and Joel is shooting it out with a Vulkan terminator list.

>>15237960
Gtfo nigger. I want to hear the rest of this story.

>>15237991
OP, if this is true, you're a stupid fucker. You would have saved 1 KP and been up at least a KP for the win with the time saved.

My opponent has 2 squad of termies, 4 tac squads, 2 dreads and a captain.

Our game was full of him trying to kill Leman Russ's with missile launchers while I blew squad after squad apart with battle cannons. He at one point asked me why it was that his missiles weren't working out how Bob had told him they would. It was then that I started actually teaching him how to play correctly. After he started to get the idea that you can't kill AV14 very easily without either melta, lascannons, or close combat, he started shooting them at my vets, and ended up dismounting both of the squads.

It didn't help much, but it was more than he had gotten done against Bob. The game wasn't really much of a contest, but he's just learning to play the game and doesn't know much about the game yet. But during our game, I did manage to eek his story out of him. His mom works 2 jobs, one at the local university during the week, and one at a Best Buy on Saturdays. They aren't rich, but they get by, and since the kid was always into scifi and lotr, she and he ended up in the game store one week trying to find him a hobby that didn't involve just sitting around playing video games all day. So, they picked up two sets of the marines on Ebay, and he got started playing. The reason he plays here? It's within walking distance of their apartment, which makes plenty of sense to me.

>>15237842

>fuck you for not being a nice polite person like me you fucking faggot.

>>15238068
Epic.
I'm going to remember this line.

And that's about as far as Ive got written out so far. The rest I'll post as I go.

But just to clarify for a moment, yes, he was exactly 18 inches away, by that time I was just pissed about how long it had taken and said fuck it.

Also...
>>15237793
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>>15238037

Goddamn there are either a lot of trolls out tonight, or one hate filled bastard. I guess that's what the warm weather brings out eh?

seems like competition as usual is good for business

>>15238076

No OP, you are the trolls.

But please go on, I'm liking it so far

>>15238076
>set up anywhere on the table that is more than 18"
from any enemy unit, even in plain sight.
>more than 18"

It is impossible fore genestealers first turn to assault.

>>15237855
>A quick trip to the archives finds an identical thread from 4 months ago

Link it.

Now, to be honest, I have no clue how Jack's game with the SoB guy went. I didn't get to watch any of the other games played in round 2, so I only heard about it from them after the fact. I do know that Jack hammered the hell out of his transports with the autocannons, shot the shit out his seraphim, and lost a grand total of 20 guardsmen and 5 HW teams.

Oh, and Yarrick, but that's been a trend for Yarrick since the last tournament. Every time he comes out to a game, he goes away before the end of the game despite his terminatoresque "I'm back."

Joel... Well... to be honest, Joel's game against Vulkan didn't end so well. Lightning claw termies and storm shields on 2 squads of 10 termies + Vulkan can wreck anybodies day. Joel walked away from that game with 4 points, but he was happy to say afterwards that he was picking up a lot of the stuff that we have been trying to tell him for years about his play style.

>>15238111
shut the FUCK up
The first page of nearly every single rulebook of every single game I have ever bothered to care about includes the phrase "Rule number one is have fun"
You are not having fun, good sir.

>>15238147
>I'm retarded!

>>15238168
>I'm a troll!

>>15238199

>I'm making green!

>>15238199
>>15238168
>I'm enjoying this thread! Please go away!

>>15238212

<I didn't do it right!

Now Rob's wolf list vs the stealers list was a different game than mine. The stealers didn't get the first turn charge, and Rob's wolves actually got the first turn charge instead. At first it was just Ragnar and his hunters vs 20 Stealers. Then it was another 2 squads of wolves and another squad of stealers, then it was a squad of Gaunts since the other squad of stealers had been ripped apart by dense terrain corridors and multiple missiles. Then it was the priest and his hunters, and finally the hive guard and tervigon. By that time, the entire center of their table was filled with a single gigantic back and forth melee between everything on the table except for the wolf scouts.

Who appeared on the backfield and claimed one of the 5 objectives. The massive fight was taking place over three of the other objectives, and the only part that was going to matter was who ended up dying off first.

Sadly, that was Ragnar, then the priest, and finally most of the gray hunters as the stealer player finally started tearing marines apart with his MC. They managed 4 turns in their game, with the giant combat starting on turn 1, and ending on the top of turn 4 with everything Rob had shredded to pieces except for the scouts and 1 rhino. The stealer player however wasn't much better off, he only had 4 gaunts and 2 stealers left alive other than his hive guard and tervigon. But those gaunts and stealers were able to capture 3 objectives on the end of the turn and locked him up the win.

Bob however, I can happily report was anally violated by a guy with dark eldar. A guy who just laughed when Bob tried his descent of angels drop charges and showed Bob the error of his ways.

>>15238214
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>>15238168
>Implying implications

>>15238199
>meta implying.

Op...?

keep it coming man

Al however fought against the guy with meganobs, and toughness 6 MC's with 6 wounds don't get instagibbed when a deffrolla smacks into them, especially not when they have FNP running. Three big mobs of Meganobs ate the first two rows of gaunts that Al had, happily, his Tervigons were able to make more. And those scuttling gaunts he kept pooping out eventually wore down the meganobs enough so that when the swarmlord ate Gazkhul, it was all over except for the objectives.

Which Al held 4 of. With the wonderful hatched gaunts. The last objective was contested in the middle of his opponents backfield by the swarmlord who was busy eating his way through a pile of boys.

That was the end of round 2, and by then it was obvious that there was no chance in hell that I was going to play on the top table. I had a chance at third, maybe at second if the points for the top table were skewed heavily but the points difference between myself and the top two was a bit to much I thought.

But, I was happy when I saw that the top table was going to be Al's Tyranid hoard vs the Genestealer guy.

The Nob biker guy ended up playing against Rob, having lost his second game against their local IG player who had gone the simple route of ignoring the Nob Bikers, feeding them a blob squad and simply killed all his scoring units with Manticores.

I was wondering who my opponent was going to be when they started telling each player what table they were on.

Table 1, Al and the Genestealers. Table 3, Rob and Jack. Table 6 was Joel and the kid I played, and sitting on Table 2?

Myself and Bob.

>>15238126
I thought this was a sort of follow up to that thread.
either way I haven't read what's being posted before so quit being a bunch of nig-nogs

>>15237774
What a bunch of fucking drama queens.

The first problem was the "My Store" that attitude drives away new players from any store "friendly" you think you are.
Going into this tournament it was up to you guys to show you were there to have a good time. Instead you went with the goal to "Beat Face" and generally win and make sure everyone else there felt bad about it.

Now when the other store bans you guys, you can cry poor sportsmanship and cry about what an unfair poor playing group they all are and how they can't take the heat. But really, you took what could have been a FRIENDLY RIVALRY and ruined the mood of the tournament. You didn't care if anyone else felt welcome like you would have if it was "your stores" tournament.

Case in point you friend didn't bring his Necrons. What kind of WAAC loser player instead of bringing his own army instead brings an army he never played just so he might win.
That tyranid player was right to conceed the game. Your friend Al was obviously not going to be someone fun to play and should have lost all his points for poor sportsmanship.
So what if other people at their store have the same standoff-ish attitude you guys came in with the intent to humiliate and show off. Nobody would want that kind of player in any tournament. Not the promotor/owner, and certainly not the other players.
Maybe you thought you were just being competitive but you became the worst kind of player. Seriously, lose the "They hate me because I'm too good" attitude.

If you get anything from all of this you should ask yourself:

How can I not be such a douche in the future?

Now, Al had pulled off right at 39 points. The Genestealer guy had 35. I was sitting decently with 31 and Bob had weaseled his way into 33 points. Right below us in points were the Vulkan guy and Rob, both of who were sitting around 28 or so. Everyone else really didn't have a shot of breaking into the top 3, but they were still playing.

Now, I'm going to talk about Joel's game with the kid that Bob and I had both fought. Like I've hammered over and over again, Joel is one of the nicest guys I've ever met in my life, he opens doors for people, he smiles all the time and generally he's just a really friendly guy.

Now, the kid hasn't exactly had much of a productive day. He's sitting at 0 points, and Joel had a bit more than that, but not by much. But since the kid had been handled badly by Bob's Blood Angels, Joel decided to actually walk the kid through how his army worked and helped guide him along in the game.

He did exactly what I did for him a while back, and while yes, he handicapped himself into losing the game, he helped the kid understand the game a lot better than I did, helped him see mistakes as he made them, and showed him how best to capitalize on errors of his opponent.

Yes, Joel lost that game, but he lost it with a smile on his face and for the first time all day I saw the kid smiling to.

>>15238370
Ignore this fag Op, your a real Bro.

>>15238370
5/10

You put in some real effort into it.

>>15238370
Summerfag who tries to ruin /tg/ storytime. Keep rollin' OP.

>>15238400
>>15238411
Not just trolling. Seriously how can guys like this not see what douche bags they are.

"I'm soooo good, that I can't get along with others"

>>15238433
0/10 that time, its like your not putting any effort in it at all this time.

>>15238370

I'm going to take a break for a moment and answer this.

Ya know what. You are right. We did go in with the idea of winning the tournament. We also went to their tournament with the idea of taking the top places in their tournament. Why did we do this?

Because the place is filled, not with elitist jackasses, douches, cheaters, whiners, and general fuckholes, but... oh... wait. Try reading the first thread to get an idea of why a smidge of the dislike exists between the two player bases.

Also, the tyranid player didn't quit, the Sister player quit. And really, if you go to a tournament without at least planning to be competitive and attempt winning, then you may as well be playing casually. And casual play is awesome, fun as hell, and leads to a great gaming environment.

This however was a tournament, insults had been thrown by THEIR players at us, CHEATING had been done, and honestly the fact that they called us out and stated that they were going to beat us as hard as they could made more bad blood.

So honestly, you can get off your judgmental pillar and either enjoy the thread, or leave, Either way I don't care, because you, much like me and everyone else in this thread, is just another anonymous faceless poster on the internet.

>>15238433
>>15238370

>waaaaaa stop enjoying things

>>15238453
Yah, i did sound a bit harsh. Go on, you tell a good story.

>>15238453
awww op, you responded to him, now the troll will never leave.

>>15238393
I'm going to go ahead and screencap this post so I can show it to one of my gaming buddies. His only taste of wahhammah was watching a bunch of tourneyfags play (if you count bitching about every little thing playing) and I think he ought to know there are some decent players in the hobby.

>>15238471
Dude, not trolling. Although I went a bit extreme, this drama is just bad for the game. There has to be a better way.

Waiting on OP. c'mon bro. I'm lovin' this story and I can't wait until you finish. Seriously. I have to get up early for a D&D game tomorrow.

The final mission was Spearhead deployment, two objectives in each deployment zone. Al's opponent drew first turn and deployed in his zone. As the tournament had gone along, his play and deployment had gotten a lot faster, so he will get kudos from me on that at least.

Now, the board they were playing on was rather flat and open other than for two small hills and some trees in the non deployment corners. But there was a straight and open shot between Al's stuff and the Stealer's stuff.

Al put his objective right at the very back of his zone, sat one of his troop Tervigons on top of it, put the other 3 Tervigons in the back backed up with the Venoms. Between them were small channels that were wide enough for the spawned gaunts to move up.

The rest of his forces he deployed like an onion. Just past the Tervigons and Venoms was the swarmlord and guard, then semicircles of gaunts. And Al had first turn, and pooped out more gaunts, and moved forward less than 6 inches in total as he turtled in the corner holding his objective with ablative meatshield layers of gaunts making it nearly impossible to get to him.

After the third turn the genestealer player was actively complaining that Al wasn't playing in the spirit of the game. He got the owner to come over and look at the map.

"He's not coming after me, he's just sitting there and making me kill layer after layer of gaunts!" he whined.

"I don't have to take your objective." said Al with a smile. "All I have to do is force a draw, and you don't win."

The other guy complained more, until the owner put his foot down.

"You don't get to tell other people how to play the game when you don't like it. Play the game and let the dice decide who's going to win." he said. I know he said it, because I was on the table right beside them when this happened.

And they played it through to the end. As each layer of gaunts died to the genestealers, another moved up to take their place. Steadily the stealers were eaten up until at the end of turn 4 there were no more stealers, no more gargoyles, and that guy was left with his Tervigon that had stopped up on turn 2, two packs of gaunts, and his hive guard.


And that, after he had ground the other guy's army to mush, was when Al finally moved forward with his gaunts.

It started out quickly, and when the other guy realized that he had obligingly fed his army into a meat grinder and left his own objective wide open for Al to take he shook Al's hand and they called it. Al walked out with 60 points and his opponent stayed with 35.

>>15238537
You know, the owner actually sounds like a decent guy overall.

I have to say OP, Even though most of the evil stores denizens are kind of dicks, The owner sounds pretty ok.

>>15238537
Hmmm.... I suppose, if I were that other player, I'd be pissed about that kind of strategy, but when you're in the lead and trying to go for more could end up costing you the win, it is probably the best move. Besides, it may have been tough for that guy to win, but it wasn't like your friend had set up a literal no-win situation. I think the only real reason to object to that kind of behavior is in a king-maker situation, where the defender can't win, but can keep the other player from getting ahead. That is a dick move and poorsportsmanship in the extreme. This particular instance, however, is sound strategy for the situation he was in.

Such is life in traditional games, because the ambiguous nature of them everyone will get extremely butt hurt over little details making friendly competition or even co-operation possible. Just like when you were a kid playing lightsabers and argued when your arm got cut off, you continue the tradition.

Total bro competitive gaming communities include:
Fighting Games
Quake/Arena Shooters

Captha: fact horisi

>>15237895
WAIT WAIT WAIT...
WAIT.

Fellow Winnipegers? on my /tg/?
And an awesome story that takes place there? Holy shit I must know the details. Which store is the cool one I need a place to play.

Now. Rob and Jack were playing on the other table beside me, and while Al and the Genestealer's table was barren when it came to terrain, their table had an overabundance.

You ever see pictures or video of how Stalingrad looked when the Nazi's first got there? Huge buildings, narrow roads, and lots of blind corners?

That's pretty much how their table looked. There really wasn't any good place for Jack to set up a fire base, honestly, he mostly just tried to hold onto his own objective and go for denying Rob the victory. Never let it be said that we don't play just as viciously against our own players in tournament settings.

We all joke around, got to BBQ's, hang out and are damned good friends, but each of us have competitive streaks and push ourselves to win, especially against one another.

Now Jack had a total of 30 Autocannons sitting there just waiting for Rob to come and oblige him in walking down one of the three approaches that he had to take to get to him.

Rob didn't deploy anything except for one lone pack of Gray Hunters who he left sitting on his own objective. Everything else went into reserve, and on turn 2, after Jack had done a little repositioning, EVERYTHING showed up.

Now, the nice thing about Spearhead deployment is the fact that you get to deploy your reserves along the whole length of the table, instead of in that horrible triangle of doom that everyone hates.

The wolf scouts were the first ones to deploy, right behind Jack's autocannon teams. The rest of his gray hunters deployed at the end of a narrow road, and ran down the street in four long thin lines, with Ragnar and the Wolf Priest out in front leading them.

The scouts multicharged their way into three autocannon teams and killed enough of them to win combat handily.

Sadly for Jack, the two remaining autocannon teams left in the combat rolled snake eyes, so he couldn't just turn and bring autocannon doom down onto the scouts.

>>15238220

>Bob however, I can happily report was anally violated by a guy with dark eldar. A guy who just laughed when Bob tried his descent of angels drop charges and showed Bob the error of his ways.

DE player here. Just made the largest shit-eating grin the world has ever seen.

Enjoying the story, ignore the haters.

>>15238603

Sorry brother. Not in Winnipeg, or Canadia at all for that matter. Closer to Indiana.

>>15238577

The owner caters to his crowd. He's generally a good guy, and the two of us have known one another for years. He's a lot more into Warhammer Fantasy than 40k, but his player base is more into 40k and Warmahoards than Fantasy.

He's a good guy for the most part. Just when his crowd is acting like dicks, he can do the same. I think however that after the last tournament, where he really found out the level of dickery that some of his players were going to he wised up.

For example. Dave, the super awesome cool guy with Chaos Marines who cheated to the tune of more than 1000 points over the legal tournament limit?

Banned. When he left, some of the other dicks left, but not nearly enough of them.

>>15238647
Haha he got Banned? Awesome

Now Jack still had 6 squads of Autocannons, and 2 large blobs with lascannons in them, and even though he couldn't kill the scouts he could sure as shit try his best to kill the wolves that were howling up the road towards him.

So he sat still, and started firing for all he was worth.

He however had made just one mistake. The autocannon teams were the anchors of his line, and because of this, after the first two teams were fired, everything else, lascannons included, were firing through them, and granting those wolves cover saves against the lascannons.

Jack's desperate gunners bled their ammunition dry in that desperate firefight. They shot, and shot, and shot, and shot some more.

But autocannons are only AP4, and the wolves had power armor. Going by the law of averages, even with their saves, Rob should have lost nearly half his force running into that intense field of fire.

Instead he lost 5 marines.

And Ragnar Blackmane.

>>15238630
You make me sad.

Now, losing Ragnar was quite the blow to the Rob's space wolves.

However, the wolf scouts pulled the two blocks of autocannons that would have blocked them from getting through to the first of the blobs away after they had finally killed off the last two autocannon teams they were fighting.

Then it was time for 36 enraged space wolves to do what they do best.

The first blobsquad died to a man when twenty wolves hit them. Yarrick himself took it in the neck when a powerfist crushed his head. And yet again, Yarrick did not get back up. However, Yarrick did manage to kill the wolf priest in return.

The other blob squad only got hit with 16 wolves. It had 31 men, counting the commissar. It had 4 power weapons. It killed 4 space wolves total. That combat ended with 12 space wolves locked in combat with 3 sergeants and a commissar who was looking very worried about his health. So worried in fact that he had to shoot a sergeant just to feel better.

The scouts killed the autocannon teams, and when they died, it left 31 angry wolves right in the middle of where two large blobs of guardsmen and lots of autocannons had once sat. 31 wolves against 5 autocannon teams, 2 phq, and 1chq.

Those poor guardsmen didn't stand a chance.

rolled 5 = 5

MOAR!

At that moment Marbo decided to show up and help Jack out. He showed up at the rear, beside Rob's single objective marker, and he threw a demo charge.

Unlike last time Marbo showed up, this time Marbo didn't decide to throw the pin at the enemy. He threw the demo charge. And he hit and killed 8 gray hunters.

And lo, there was much rejoicing on Jack's part. Until the remaining two gray hunters passed their leadership check and turned to look at Marbo with hunger in their eyes, and bits of their friends covering their bodies.

The autocannons fired, as did the phq and chq. 6 more wolves died, but it wasn't enough. And the combat with the sergeants and commissar ended when the wolves they were fighting put them to the sword.

That signalled the end for Jack. The wolves charged all across the table. The three HQ's all died, as did three of the remaining autocannon squads. Marbo killed one of the two gray hunters before eating a power fist to the face, and the final two autocannon squads died when the long fangs, who hadn't had line of sight all game finally opened up and killed them all.

Rob tabled Jack and held both objectives. Now Rob had 52 and was seated squarely in 2nd place.

THE OP HAS ABANDONED US

SQUAD MORAL BROKEN

still reading op, keep it coming

>>15238758
Random internet troll here to show his approval for storytime.

Have you ever had Marbo blow himself and just himself up with the demo charge? I have. It's hilarious. Then again, I play Orks. Finding new ways to have your own boyz killed in a hilarious way is why we play the game.

Will continue to read your story.

>>15238803
Regroup, we're nearly to the edge of the battlefield!

Now Bob and I both hate one another. He's fat, he smells funny (like moldy mcdonalds fries and B.O.), he's a cheater who screws other players as hard as he can, as often as he can, and he's someone that I have never gotten along with in all the years I've been playing locally.

Now, on the reverse of that coin, Bob hates me because I'm not one to ever let a sleeping dog lie. I heckle, I needle, I harass, and I am violently profane, especially to him. He makes fun of the fact that my hairline starts somewhere around the top of my head, and I make fun of him for never having gotten laid.

It's a sad truth but if ever there were someone who was on fire that I would not piss on to put them out, it is indeed Bob.

But Bob knows better than to try his drop shenanigans with me I called him on it the last time, and I will happily do so again.

So instead of deep striking everything, he made a rookie mistake. He sat all his jump troops on the table in his corner, hiding as best he could, and prepared to charge his way across the table at me with the Sanguinor leading the charge.

It was exactly what I wanted him to do. I lined the 6 Leman Russ's up as close to the edge of my zone as I could, and I sat my guardsmen up on my objective. My two chimeras were set up ready to lurch around to the sides to race towards his zone once he had started his bum rush.

Then he seized the initiative and it was game on. First came the Sanguinor, then came the Sanguinary Guard, and behind them came 60 assault marines. They jumped forward, and they ran after that, and none of them were quite in charge range, but it was obvious to me that I may have misjudged his range.

He rolled spectacularly with his run rolls, not a single one of them was less than a 4, and he was right up in my face.

Isn't this on a suptg thread?

>>15238811

Sorry Sarg, I used all my 1s up rolling armor saves on my TH/SS terminators =/

double 6s are imminent.

>>15238821

The first one is. Check >>15237774 for the link to the first story.

Then my Russ's moved back, and instead of my chimeras running for the sides, they tank shocked forward carefully.

Now, Bob doesn't use meltaguns, he just goes with powerfists in his assault squads. So, I angled my chimeras carefully so to avoid them, and to herd his angels into a densely packed mess of marines.

Now, typically I shoot in a low to high method. Lowest strength that will work for the job steadily building from lasgun to demolisher cannon.

Not this time. This time I wanted to get as many possible targets under the pie plates as possible. So I started with the demolishers firing on the Sang Guard. The first shot deviated and landed smack on top of one of the chimeras, and yeah, it exploded it. Luckily for the guardsmen inside only 3 of them died in that explosion, and the remaining 7 of them had a new purpose in life.

To kill that fucking tank gunner.

Right after the second demolisher cannon fired.

And deviated.

And hit the second chimera.

And blew it right the fuck up as well.

>>15238839

...Jeezum crow. That's just horrifying.

Now, I'm sitting there staring at my demolishers in horror as Bob, fucking jackass smelly Bob is laughing and hollering for people to watch the mess I was making of my own army with my shooting. I hadn't killed a single one of his mini's yet, and without his firing a shot, I was already down two tanks, 3 vets out of one squad, and 6 vets out of the other squad.

But that was when things actually got a bit brighter for me. Sure my only AP2 tank shells had been wasted, and I really needed to kill the marines in front of me, but now the veterans, who passed their LD tests, were able to shoot.

And they had demo charges.

His laughter turned to a loud "WHAT THE FUCK?" when my 4 man vet squad turned their 3 meltaguns and 1 democharge onto the Sanguinor, and killed him. But, it wasn't the demo charge, nor was it the triple melta that killed the Sanguinor.

It was the sarge shooting him in the face with his las pistol.

>>15238859

Minor error there. 5 vets left in the smaller squad, not 4.

>>15238839

>I sense heretical treachery!

>>15238859
"We blew up our own tanks so it would be a fair fight."

>>15238859

EXECUTION STYLE!

F5 LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER

The sanguinor is down, but there is still the rest of the marines, and the Sang Guard to deal with. The block of 7 vets toss their demo charge, and finally, my charge hit. And yes, it blowed up nice and big, and between that and the 3 meltaguns, the Sanguinary Guard ceased to be a factor in the game.

However, that still left me with 60 assault marines to contend with.

I still had 4 vanilla russ's left, so I went with what I knew, and I started shooting more. The first shot deviated off their target and landed on a second squad of marines where it killed 7 marines, and the second shot wiped 8 marines out of one of his squads.

The second set of russ's were bang on target, and one squad of marines ceased to exist at all. Then the two autocannon teams started firing, and out of their 12 shots 4 marines died from another squad. But then it came down to the lasguns, and they didn't have range.

But! There was a glimmer of hope! Not much of a hope, but a hope! He only had 2 intact squads left, and if I could pound them hard enough next turn I could pull this off.

Turns out, I didn't have to worry.

The squad of 2 marines? Broken.

The squad of 3 marines? Broken.

The squad of 4 marines that the autocannons had made a mess of? Fucking Broken.

And all of them were close enough to my mangled vet squads that no matter what happened, next turn they were going to have to run again.

Waiting OP.

GOGOGOGO

Also:

>>15238393

>He did exactly what I did for him a while back, and while yes, he handicapped himself into losing the game, he helped the kid understand the game a lot better than I did, helped him see mistakes as he made them, and showed him how best to capitalize on errors of his opponent.

Always do this for new players. Had one last week during which That Guy turned up and started commenting "your list isnt very good" OMFG who takes those" "why did you do THAT?" "you forgot combat drugs" "why didnt you take a shadow field" "lol you suck" etc.

Lost, but the kids smile (and the telling of victory to mummy) is ALWAYS worth it.

Now I understand people preferences, but please realise:

- I run Mandrakes because outflanking gives me a unique option that many a person forgets about
- Harlequins have always been awesome, the new ones are IMO the best models GW has ever produced and I shall continue to use them in every game
-I only have one Raider because I only have 1 squad of Wyches
-All my warriors are on foot because it gives my opponent something to shoot at apart from what I care about
-Everything else is either in reserve/WWP or Deep Strikes because:

THATS HOW I FUCKING ROLL.

>mfw when I roll a retarded amount of 4+'s and The Webway Portal Rape Train arrives

I liked the first thread better OP, because it was more interpersonal and less crunchy, but that's probably because I don't play WH40K, so I don't understand the crunchy bits.

Still, F5.
Good storytelling regardless.

So, it's Bob's turn, and honestly, his army is in a shambles. He's lost the Sanguinor, the Sang Guard, 1 whole squad of marines, and 3 more squads are running for the hills because of the scary scary guardsmen who are plotting to murder the hell out of the demolishers after the game is over.

The first jump squad to flee rolls a total of 4, and jumps into terrain. Where the sergeant promptly dies from twisting his ankle on the crater where my chimera used to be, and 5 vets still are. And, would you look at that, he's exactly in the spot I need him to be to block me from being charged by either of his full squads. The other two make it further back, and will get to regroup unless I can kill them off.

The two remaining assault squads rush forward and multicharge my Russ's. All three squadrons at the same time. One squadron utterly ceases to exist as the power fists wreck their shit, but the other 4 tanks are still in good shape, except for 1 demolisher without a turret, and the other demolisher who can't shoot.

But that's all he managed to pull off. Which meant that the game was mine to win.

The larger vet squad moved through the cover as the russ's moved backwards out of contact with the marines. The time had come to get back to my normal shooting style. Lasguns first, 2 dead marine total. Flamers, 2 more marines. Autocannons, 3 marines. And then the veterans with their melta guns finished off the last 3 in that squad.

Then it became time for the tanks to do their thing. And they did it well. The two unhurt Russ's killed that final squad of marines well, especially since they both deviated either 1 or 2 inches and were still sitting smack dab on top of the marines they needed to kill.

>>15238975

Honestly, I liked the first thread better also.

But then again, this one is coming with me being very tired, and I didn't focus on the other games as much as I could have when they were playing.

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD,
REFRESH FOR THE REFRESH THRONE!

Oooh, goody, I enjoyed the last one as much as a Bromont story.

It sounds like your Demolisher's were commanded by Commissar Dan

The marines that were running for the hills however kept running, because I had nothing left to shoot at them except my 5 man vet squad, to melta'd 1 marine to death.

And that's when the 5 remaining marines on the table fled back again, and landed in his own deployment zone.

Where they rallied on his turn, and went to ground on his objective, which was behind a hill that I could not get to before the game ended.

He held his objective, and I held mine. Tie game, even though we both knew that I had stomped a mudhole in him and his army. Points tally came up, and we both had 10. But I also had killed his most expensive unit, the Sanguinary Guard, so there was 1. His HQ's death was another 1, and having more scoring units than he did was another 1.

13 points total put me at 44 and Bob at 43.

He cried, he weaseled, he declared that he had killed my most expensive unit when he blew up the two Russ's he had killed.

Then I showed him that the Demolishers costed more, and he began to sulk when he realized he was stuck in 4th, with our crew once again taking 1st, 2nd, and 3rd.

>>15239069

POST TOURNY FALL OUT GOGOGO

And the last time this happened, they threw a fit at us, this time however, only two people threw a fit.

The sisters of battle guy, and Bob. And nobody paid much attention to Bob. The sisters of battle guy however, everyone paid attention to as he threw the biggest tantrum that I have ever seen from a grown man. He called us cheaters, he said that we all played unfair armies and was about to start cussing us for all he was worth when the 14 year old kid chimed in.

"Jesus, you sound like a little girl. You lost. You all lost. Get over it, I loose all the time, and none of you see me acting like you are. Grow up."

At that, the sisters player shut up, gathered his army, and stormed off angry. Shortly afterwards followed by Bob, and a couple of their regulars.

Which left the store mostly deserted except for our crew, some of the newer players, the owner and the kid.

And when the prize support was handed out, Al spent his $100 on more Tyranids, Rob gave his $75 to Jack to help him fill up his army some more, and I handed my $50 to the kid with the black reach marines, and Joel helped him pick out what he wanted to get.

And the owner, who at times can be a dick, gave the kid another $25 bucks in product for getting the sisters player to shut the fuck up.

Now, the owner was cool, some of the players were huge jerks, but other than stomping over their jackassery and taking their prize support again, I honestly have to say that the highlight of the day was Joel helping the kid learn to play.

It was the nicest thing I've seen anyone do in a long time.

>>15239084
You guys made that kid's day. Good on you.

>>15239084
I love happy endings.

>>15239084
Dawwww.
Adorable ending again.

Next time you can show up with the kid, and take the top five slots.

>>15239084
Fuck yeah, happy ending!

>>15239084

Shame none of you played the DE guy.

Bet he was a bro.

>>15239111

Can't really. The kid lives less than a mile from that store, and the store we play at is about 12 miles away. But I do think that he'll have more fun now that he has a set of devastators and a couple of tanks to play with.

Jack tho, has turned out to be a total bro, and I am very glad he's playing over at our store now.

>>15239126

Yeah, I kinda wanted to play him, but he took a minor victory, and a draw with Bob. He ended up playing the sisters player and stomping a mudhole in him. I think he came in 6th or 7th.

Joel however was happy with his last place finish.

Now, in 3 weeks we've got a tournament at our store going on. 2000 points, using last years Ard Boys missions from the second round. A few of their players have already said they plan on showing up at our store and doing to us what we've done to them twice.

Will it happen?

I dunno if they will. Our environment is a lot different than theirs is to be honest. We play a more friendly game, but a lot more hardcore tournament wise.

I'm not sure if I'm going to get to play in it however, there's a pretty good chance I'll be running it since the owner may be celebrating his anniversary that week.

Charming read like the last one, OP. Happy endings are always nice.

>>15239171

I'm not going to lie, I play tournaments to get my hardcore play on. I don't need, or really want more miniatures. I've got my armies as I like them, and if they change my army books, I'll get more mini's then, but for the time being I'm perfectly happy not buying a damned thing.

Except some forge world stuff, I really want the MkII Assault squad.

God damn what is this?

First thread
>/tg/ hangs on OP's every post, wanting to hear his exciting tale.
Second thread
>"Bawww this is made up bullshit you're a whiner what a faggot GW sux."

I didn't know we got Summer in /tg/. At least not this bad.

>>15239194

Gotta admit, it was awfully summer in here tonight.

People like that kid really get to me.

I don't play 40k, but I always felt bad coming across the younger/more casual players like that when I was in tournaments for other games.

I guess that's also part of the reason draft tourneys are so much more fun. No worrying about the metagame and being super competitive; everyone is on the same level.

>>15239134
So what I heard is "someone is going to drive the kid's ass out to our store so he can participate in our tourney with his new toys."

>>15239194
You're not the only one. That sticky wasn't kidding.

>>15239210

Believe me, I'd love to have the kid come around and play. We've got two store armies for that express purpose, however Mom doesn't know us, and isn't really sure that she wants him to be around us.

Apparently people like Bob have told her stories about how horrible a bunch of people we are. Hopefully how Joel acted can change that.

Anyhow folks, I'm going to get some sleep. Ya'll be careful now. I'll do up a tournament report again when we hold our tournament in three weeks. Hopefully that one will be a bit less crunch, and more flavorful.

>>15239257
We like pictures!

>>15239194
I was here for most of the first and all of this one, and I liked the first thread a lot better. I thought the battles were narrated better, for one thing, but mostly this was just a less dramatic event due to being a repeat.

First one was better. Haters kind of spoiled some of the fun for this one, but what are you going to do, I am excited to see what we'll get in 3 weeks.

Damn. I was one of the first anons to bump the first thread, and this time I only found it when it was all over:(

Great story. Can't wait for the next one; whether you run it or participate, I know it'll be great.

Love these two stories. Sounds almost like movie material.

This story actually resonates with a lot of gamers out there I think. As long as I've been involved with warhammer, there've always been rivalries between clubs, stores and just people in general. This story sounds a little over the top and too good to be true to me, but some moments in there are almost exact copies of stuff I've seen happen in real tournaments.

These stories really show that even though warhammer gaming communities can sometimes produce real douchebags, they can also create awesome friendships and moments of epicness when those douchebags are not only confronted but defeated by players who know how to play the game for real.

Anyway, just wanting to say thanks for the threads and keep 'em coming man!

Keep it coming! I hope that you guys are near where I am, I'd love to game with you someday. I'm right by the Chicago Battle Bunker in Oak Brook and I want to start going to this other game store out in Arlington Heights.

>>15239469
The most boggling aspect of the thread is the claims of repost/copypasta despite the link the to archived thread in the first post.