For video games besides accumulating a massive collection of PC games I’ve:
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[li]Collected every treasure, found every secret, killed every enemy on the hardest level of Wolfenstein 3D and so achieved a perfect score.[/li][li]Beat the Zelda second quest… without a walkthrough or FAQ (the pushing through walls thing had me stuck for a long time).[/li][li]Placed eighth in one of the annual Interactive Fiction writing contests; I wasn’t as polished as I could have been and my very high concept confused a lot of people. Still not bad for a first timer in a field of around thirty.[/li][/ul]
There’s a lot that’s been mentioned that I’ve done as well but I don’t want to take away from anyone else’s bragging rights. I’ve tried and failed to confine Qix that tightly many times though.
Now for the gaming moment I’m most proud of. I played in the national championships for Mechwarrior: The Dark Age miniature game a few years ago. I did very respectably in it but that’s not what I’m bragging about.
To play in the nationals you had to win a qualifier. These were local tournaments typically held at the local stores. A lot of people won spots but not everyone took the trip to play in the nationals. That might be my single greatest gaming accomplishment and I’ve had some odd ones.
You see I don’t play the min/max game that takes over collectible games where one card or piece or die or whatever is “better” than any others so it takes over and repeat forever. I like exploring the more interesting aspects of games, the odd ball tactics. So I wasn’t the dominant player in my local store; I was in it for fun while others were out to win.
The qualifier I won wasn’t at my local game store. It was at a major convention and sixty-four people were in it. It was unfamiliar ground with a referee who wouldn’t know me and might be friendly with some other players there. A full field of ultra competitive fanatics who were chomping at the bit for this. Oh, and one more thing. I was incredibly sick.
We drove to the convention a few days before and I had come down with a high fever after we got there. On the day of the tournament my voice didn’t last the first round. All I could do was make a raspy whisper. As my friends got eliminated (though I’m proud to say that two of them went into the last few rounds with me) they spent time trying to keep me on my feet. I must have looked like the grim specter of nerd death staring across the table.
I did have one thing going for me in that tournament. Like I mentioned I didn’t think like anyone else. I had devised but not used some particularly ugly tactics since if I used them then it wouldn’t be fun. If I had a nickel for every gamer I encountered that could mimic the accepted tactic but broke down in the face of the unexpected I would be able to finish off my game collection.
So there I was with an army that defied the normal conventions of the game and changing the nature of the battle by using rarely considered rules. It wasn’t all hunky dory; I did lose a round and was nearly eliminated from the tournament since the referee wasn’t paying attention to the win/loss count. After nine hours of the tournament I finally took out my last opponent and was allowed to collapse.
I was told after the fact that I really bothered many of the other players. Not because I was sick but because they didn’t know what to do when I performed lightning hit and runs surgically taking apart their force or when I denied them their ideal battlefield. Sixty-four men entered, I left despite being both sick and the crazy player and that is why it’s what I’ll brag about.