Hey,
On Dec 28, 12:30 am, Blackheart <blackheart666_2....RemoveThis@yahoo.com> wrote:
> the case was spilled breaking everything in it except
> for maybe 5 guys
FWIW, I can definitely relate, Blackie. Talk about eerie parallels!
IIRC, I've posted this elsewhere, but not on RGMW:
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The match -
Chainsword Sid's LatD vs
The Innocent Bystanders:
Ad - 1700pt of Darkies,
Chris - 1700pt of Bugs,
Kyle - 1000pt of Pansies,
Joel - 700pt of Space Hippies
The unlikely sequence of events -
I place a 4x8 board on the dining table as everyone readies their army
lists.
(It wasn't a Witchboard, just a piece of plywood with foam glued on
both sides.
So, the imminent Poltergeist activity is, as yet, unexplained . . . )
I peruse my own 5000pt LatD list to ensure I've overlooked nothing.
I open the hard plastic shotgun case which contains most of my PA
Infantry.
(It lies flat on a 32in high Formica counter in the adjacent kitchen
area.)
Yes, everything I need is there for the Troops Units I've chosen for
this gig.
The foreshadowing -
The lid, opened to just over 90 degrees, leans against Mr. Coffee, my
brewer.
We discuss terrain options at the table in the next room for about 5
minutes.
At this time I hear a soft, yet hair-raising sound from the kitchen
area.
I glance over my shoulder ...
Mr. Coffee has slid backward toward the wall! What? From the weight of
the lid?
I half-turn to see that the lid, as it too tipped backward, has lifted
the case -
I can see light reflected off the counter underneath it. Huh. How
odd.
The whole thing then, chillingly, slides to the edge of the counter
fully open.
"Whoah! What the ... ?" It teeters on the brink - balanced near the
hinge.
By now, I'd turned fully toward the kitchen, and the IBs all look
over, too.
The case tips even further as I manage a first "Nooo" step in its
direction.
The adrenaline-influenced recollections -
As if propelled by unseen hands, the bottom slides over the edge of
the counter.
For one frozen moment, the case momentarily gapes open a full 270
degrees.
100+ Marines, as if spring-loaded, are then ejected out onto the hard
tile floor.
A tiny crackle of snap-tick sounds heralds the liberation of @100
CCWs.
I'd managed a second step toward the kitchen when things got *worse*
-
The top, in defiance of Newtonian physics, lifts completely off the
countertop.
The case CLOSES IN MIDAIR before smashing down upon my wounded
Marines.
The veritable EXPLOSION of tiny limbs and bases is MARVELLOUS to
behold.
I swept the mess into a dustpan, and quickly drew up another list.
I really can't remember much about the epic MP battle that followed.
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Not trying to be a topper, just a 'There. Feel any better?' - type
post.
Pla - laughed a little hysterically - ya
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