Oh yes! There are certain clubs I've been to where this was very, very much the case.'So what was the biggest mistake you ever made at a "club" game?'
Turning up, I only made that mistake once.
:-[
'So what was the biggest mistake you ever made at a "club" game?'
Turning up, I only made that mistake once.
:-[
but no, he reached for his rule book, and sat there for 30 minutes thumbing through for some arcane rule....game timed out...no result.He never would have made it to 30 minutes in our group. What a poorly run tournament! Yikes.
You definitely did not have a good club to visit.
stabbed my palm. The sudden pain make me jerk my hand... with the base still stuck into it. Well, it flew a couple of meters, hit the stand of the Prussian CinC, which fell from the table; then, drops of blood spread all over the table... A complete disaster!
I rather regret using the steel weapons at this point.
I don't, they're excellent for making people appreciate the toys. A casual grope (ooh, err missus... :o) followed by a squawk of surprised agony, usually results in the victim being very careful with the little blighters, from then on.:-*
I don't, they're excellent for making people appreciate the toys. A casual grope (ooh, err missus... :o) followed by a squawk of surprised agony, usually results in the victim being very careful with the little blighters, from then on.
While not a 'club' game, it's in a similar vein.
I wrote and sell an Old West game which I frequently run at conventions. I showed up, set up my table, set out my mat...set out my town, shuffled my cards and...that was it. What's missing? Nothing much just...FRIGGIN' MINIATURES. So, 5 hours away from home I'm sitting ready to host a non-existing game. Luckily some buddies of mine who lived locally were able to source a random mix of cowboys, civil war miniatures and even some undead miniatures for me to salvage the game...
As my buddy succinctly put it, "That's a mistake you make once.".
Assuming people wouldn’t turn up with tournament lists
Assuming people wouldn’t turn up with tournament lists
Not a club game, but at an early-90s Salute and along with two mates, I played the South London Warlords' 'UFO Interceptor' game. This was based on the Gerry Anderson 'UFO' TV series and the objective was to intercept and destroy umpire-run incoming UFOs. Any that got past us would then land on the neighbouring game and disgorge alien ground-troops for the assault on Earth.
The three of us each took an interceptor and things started to go wrong on Turn 1, when two interceptors flew into each other, resulting in bad damage for both. Missiles were launched at the UFOs. These were on a pre-set time delay, so would fly for a set number of turns before exploding. These completely missed the UFOs, but one interceptor took the blast from his wingman's missile, resulting in a fiery death!
Having escaped the barrage of missiles unscathed, the UFOs headed for Earth as the interceptors hit reheat to chase after them and close to engage with guns. One interceptor overcooked its engine and flew straight into Earth's orbital defence platform, destroying it utterly...
The last interceptor closed to gun-range and completely missed the UFO, but succeeded in overshooting the target and burning up in the Earth's atmosphere...
On the next table, howls of dismay were heard as a massive wave of aliens landed and overwhelmed Earth's last defenders...
When the umpires had finished laughing they told us that it was the funniest display of air defence ineptitude they had ever witnessed and urged us not to join the RAF... Well that was awkward, as our team consisted of a serving fast-jet pilot, fast-jet navigator and fighter controller... :D
It's the ending that makes it, really. lol
Slightly off topic but, saw an advert for 'Duxford Spitfire Sunday'. Me and my mate turned up all excited...lol lol lol lol
to find the airfield swamped with tiny, old sports cars.:'(
Slightly off topic but, saw an advert for 'Duxford Spitfire Sunday'. Me and my mate turned up all excited...
to find the airfield swamped with tiny, old sports cars.:'(
I turned up to a demo day and found that I had forgotten my mats. I managed to borrow one, but that still left half the playing space as bare table top, and it was a horrible tabletop. Fortunately, the hall had big windows, with big curtains...
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I sincerely hope the opponent swiftly saw the opportunity to point at your forces and say in their best cod German accent, "Ziss meanz curtains for you!"