Aha…I’m reminded of another one. I sent off my functional (though dusty) ColecoVision, complete with Cosmic Avenger, Zaxxon, Defender, and Donkey Kong cartridges, in the most recent Doper White Elephant exchange. I have received no indication if it arrived or will ever see the light of day again.
And I don’t even want to talk about the conveyor belt of humiliation that was my 6 months on Everquest.
I just remembered another one.
Setting: GURPS fantasy.
We were investigating a town of undead (who don’t know that they’re undead, oddly enough) at the center of which is the dungeon we have to recover something from. Nothing is living in this town, though, and as mentioned, the residents haven’t realized this. They go about their normal activities just like the living. (The curse on the town was related to what we had to recover in the dungeon.) The entrance to this dungeon is located in a small park. (And by small, I mean small. It pretty much is four trees making up the corners of a square with the entrance in the center.) Now, in retrospect, it should strike a casual observer odd that in a town where everything is dead, there are trees living by a noteworthy place. But not me. My roguish type fiddles with the mechanism to open the dungeon entrance, making sure it’s not trapped, but I completely missed the fact that the trap wasn’t in the entrance itself. The trap was the trees. They fire off a pollen that instantly renders me unconscious (as well as two others in the party that were behind me). The leaves then start falling, and the leaves do hit point drain at a level of 2 per round. Of the only two remaining PC’s, one was my ex-wife, who was a bit clueless, and the other was the GM’s girlfriend, who really didn’t care. So rather than trying to kill the trees, which would have been the logical thing, my ex tries to pull the party out, and almost gets knocked out herself. Finally, after the PC’s are dead, the GM has his NPC accompanying our party take out the trees.
But my next character was more fun to play then the roguish guy was anyway.
Ahh yes, the old genie bit. Always a favorite. The huge battle of wits between the GM and the players. We came up with some wishes that were more carefully worded than many Constitutions, and took over 5 minutes to read. But a Great GM can always find some little loophole and manage to make your life miserable with it.
I can talk about somebody else’s mistake. I was playing WOW on my rogue and was taking on a couple of mobs to get at a chest. While I’m fighting them, some jackass ten levels below me runs up and starts looting it. So I just vanished and watched them beat the crap out of him.
A small victory, but delicious all the same!
The biggest game blunder I’ve made lately was buying Sins of a Solar Empire…now I have zero time for anything else and I’m starting to dream about enemy fleets raiding my worlds…
-XT
While playing one of the Lara Croft games on my friends PS2, I managed to make her jump off a ledge to her death. While having a major brainfart I mistakenly save the game during her plunge…thus we could start allover since the saved game started in the midst of her death
I was lying in cover, about a klick outside of Namur, Belgium. The Germans wanted Namur badly, and had been hitting it all day. It was a biatch getting out of town, as German infantry and some panzers were everywhere.
But I managed to get out, carrying my rifle, an enfield, and 6 HEAT gernades. These are gernades that you put onto a launcher at the end of the rifle and then fire at an enemy tank. You have to be quite close and you have to hit the panzer in the right spot on a flat surface in order to knock it out.
I worked my way out…running from cover to cover.
Three times I was spotted. Twice I managed to kill the German soldiers and get out of Dodge before their friends came alookin. One time, a machine gun of some sort opened up on me at range but I managed to get under cover in time and crawl my way out.
Finally, I was in position to see the enemy attack. I called into friends about enemy positions and managed to get air support to do some serious damage to enemy positions. That was why I was here…to provide intelligence.
ALL OF A SUDDEN, I hear several panzers approaching from the Southeast! They grow louder and louder. Holy Crap! They are coming right to my position! Heavies to! They come past me and set up to fire on Namur. 2 Enemy infantry, which were riding on one of the panzers get off, dive into concealment and set up light machine guns…to cover their panzers.
I can’t resist. I wait until the panzers start opening up with their main guns and machine guns…making much noise. I then shoot the first enemy LMG, then the second.
I run to the nearest panzer…all 4 are right in a line making it easy to take them out 1 by 1 with my HEAT gernades. I run to the first one and try to put on my gernade launcher.
Nothing.
I try again.
Nothing.
The commander on the panzer sees me and alerts his comrades. They all start moving.
DAMN! What the hell?!?
I then try running for it to be mowed down by machine gun fire.
As I looked at my end mission screen…I was not a grenadier, but just a rifleman. Damn…such stupidity.