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    40 KB IRL random encounters Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:37 No.16949853  
    >go to local Co-Op
    >hear clanking
    >5 dudes in full plate armour buying booze
    >> Engineer Guy 11/17/11(Thu)17:39 No.16949866
    Did I tell you guys the story about the RL Tunnel Snakes? I can't remember.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:41 No.16949881
    Depending on your location, one of them may have been me.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:41 No.16949882
    nnever heard it.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:41 No.16949883
    Pray tell
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:44 No.16949893
    I am positive I heard someone say that phrase here like two or three weeks ago, but go ahead, please.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:44 No.16949894
    A drunk guy tried mugging me a few weeks back, but I managed to talk him out of it.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:45 No.16949897
    ITT: stories of daily life in aberystwyth
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:45 No.16949899
    I stepped outside for a cigarette and seriously five fucking snakes fell on top of me at the same time.

    I had a lovely chat with my snake-owning neighbor upstairs about the incident.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:46 No.16949901
    >in toronto subway
    >train stops
    >old Romany Lady starts walking down the train shotting at each person in weird language
    >pretty sure I got cursed.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:48 No.16949908
    >another time on TTC
    >middle of the day on saturday
    >riding bus
    >girl gets on wearing only police caution tape
    >gets off 4 stops later
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:48 No.16949911
    inb4 dem swedish musketeers
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:48 No.16949914
    >Walking down my street, going to go buy something
    >Turn corner
    >Bump into a huge group of cosplayers dressed as characters from some anime, their plastic katanas brushing against me.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:50 No.16949920
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    or exorcised/blessed.
    remember they're mostly Christian!
    Sticks to Snakes!
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:52 No.16949927
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    >Walking thorugh shopping centre
    >Turn the corner
    >See a midget pushing a wheelbarrow full of bread rolls
    >I smile at him
    >He turns to me and says "No croissants today, boss"
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:52 No.16949930
    possibly been a random encounter for some people
    >couple of years ago hanging out with some friends on bonfire night
    >find discarded shopping trolly
    >Decide to ride trolly down rather steep hill (theres about 4 of us in there)
    >I'm dressed in a gorilla costume screaming as we fly down this hill
    >crash at the bottom of the hill in front of some people
    > we scatter, I disappear into the woodlands
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:53 No.16949933
    >Walking around neighborhood
    >A bunch of teenagers in an old Toyota come around
    >'Hey man, how are you doing?'
    >'Do I know you?'
    >Suddenly 14 kids get out of the car
    >Huge group hug
    >Everyone back in the car
    >drive away
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:53 No.16949938
    LARPers need booze
    >> Engineer Guy 11/17/11(Thu)17:54 No.16949940
    So after about two days at a Fallout LARP, I decided I was really hungry for food other than pretzels and freeze-dried ice cream (Both of which I can get at a great price from a store near my house). After asking around, I discovered that there was a somewhat infamous diner nearby, where people of ill repute tended to gather. I decided to take my chances, and, with some other LARPers in tow, left to get a Reuben.

    We arrived at the diner soon enough, and parked opposite a dozen or so motorcycles, careful not to knock any of them over. Myself, two Vault Dwellers, and three Raiders entered the restaurant and sat down in a corner. The stares of the other patrons went unnoticed by the others, but I was well aware of the danger. The choppers out front clearly belonged to the leather-jacket wearing bikers sitting across from us, and I was certain that the skinny college kid in blue spandex would attract their ire.

    Soon enough, College Kid spotted the bikers. His eyes met with their apparent leader's, and, for a brief moment, the bikers fell silent. Then the college kid grinned, and looked away, coughing something about the bikers under his breath. To this day, I don't know what it was, but it set them off.

    All the bikers got up at once, and approached. Armed with only a plastic plasma rifle that fired beanbags, I knew I would be unable to defend the Vault Dweller from their wrath. So I stood idly by, and watched them pull him to his feet. Pushing College Boy against the wall, their leader spoke.

    "Tunnel Snakes Rule."

    With that, they left, paying for their food and riding away into the sunset.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:55 No.16949946
    >Watching a couple of my friends play a show at a local theater.
    >Man runs onstage, grabs a mic, and proceeds to do an awesome harmonica solo.
    >Friends are visibly confused, but keep rocking out.
    >Man finishes harmonica solo and leaves the building.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:56 No.16949948
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    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:58 No.16949962
    you lucky, lucky bastards.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)17:58 No.16949963
    I assume you mean ''sticks to stakes''?

    >>walking down street with bro
    >>bro is very hairy, has a fully grown and well-trimmed beard with flowing blonde hair
    >>he's 6''3 and kinda bearmode
    >>suddenly a wild hobo appears!
    >>''MIGHTY SON OF ODIN, DO YOU HAVE A DOLLAR FOR A COFFEE!!!!!!!???!!'' at the top of his lungs
    >>we laugh our asses off
    >>turns out he's a norwegian immigrant who's down on his luck- just got evicted, lost his job, etc.
    >>give him a fiver
    >>''blessings of the Great Tree upon you, brothers-in-arms!''
    >>he runs down an alleyway
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:01 No.16949973
    no, I meant Sticks to Snakes.

    Sticks to Snakes (Alteration) Reversible
    Clerical spell

    Level: 4
    Range: 3"
    Duration: 2 rounds/level
    Area of effect: 1 cubic "
    Components: V, S, M
    Casting Time: 7 segments
    Saving Throw: None

    - within the area of effect, the cleric can turn a number of sticks into snakes equal to their level.
    - magic items are not affected.
    - 5% chance/level that each snake is poisonous.
    - material component is a small piece of bark and several snake scales.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:02 No.16949977
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    My mom once did that with an accordion
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:03 No.16949982
    >friend asks me if I want to come with him to an rpg con
    >ask him if it really is as horrible as people told me
    >he says it's not
    >fat neckbeards everywhere
    >one particularly fat guy sits on a couch when we arrive
    >hasn't moved an inch when we leave 24h later!
    >the canteen sells chili con carne
    >it's winter so doors and windows are closed
    >no interesting games
    >join vampire session
    >no one does shit exept using their shitty powers and talking about why they are so awsome
    >my buddy and me solve every problem by stealing cars and breaking into tool stores
    >gm thanks us because the session was so awsome
    >join late night shadowrun session
    >it was horrible, that's all
    >be bored as hell
    >start a competition for the gayest warhammer army
    >elect some fat guy with a pink and pale golden dwarf army as absolute winner
    >participate in tombola
    >win the fucking 1st price which is a huge warhammer army box
    >everyone is jealous and threatens to kill us and loot the prize
    >feel emberassed for almost everyone there
    the second con I went to was ok though
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:06 No.16949997
    I nominate this for Best Thing.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:09 No.16950011
    That made my entire day
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:12 No.16950030
    >be walking on the street in DC
    >it's night and raining (as usual)
    >I'm in a suit and tie with long black trench coat
    >homeless dude jumps out from behind a dumpster in front of me
    >oh shit, I'm getting robbed
    >he salutes me and shouts "Hail Satan!" before rushing off into the alleyway
    I have no face for this.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:15 No.16950041
    Seems like the hobos have this sort of thing planned out in advance.
    >> --W-F-I-- 11/17/11(Thu)18:15 No.16950045
    I got into a Fight with a Darlek at a comic con once.

    >Walking around
    >Not today
    >Pushes Darlek Over

    and not one iota of technobabble was used.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:17 No.16950060
    >5 dudes in full plate armour buying booze

    ah, reenactors in their natural habitat, a pub, or the off-licence, getting beer.

    Sounds perfectly normal to me..
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:18 No.16950064
    >arrive at my towns train station
    >train comes from thw wrong side
    >midget crosses my way

    >arrive at my towns train station
    >old man is hectically planing a piece of wood with a wood plane
    >he is also screaming "KITTEN KITTEN KITTEN"
    >suddenly stands up and walks away in silence

    >arrive at my towns train station
    >train arrives and some dude get's off and enters
    >he was riding it from the outside

    >arrive at my towns train station
    >watch kids poking an old drunkard with sticks
    >he manages to chase them off and walkes past me
    >"arr, I'll nail yar testicles to the main mast!", he says

    something wrong with that station, man
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:19 No.16950073
    sounds like aberystwyth
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:22 No.16950086
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    Do you read Sutter Cane?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:25 No.16950101
    strangest thing i've seen in aber are the norman guys, and a bunch of people dyed blue.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:25 No.16950105
    >be at a friend's house party
    >go to toilet
    >open door
    >dude sits on the pot and juggles 4 toilet rolls
    oh wait ... that was actually me
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:28 No.16950124
    >hear a loud crash from outside at 2am
    >look out of the window into the yard (I live in student housing, there are 2-storey apartments in groups of four facing each other)
    >the door of the apartment block across from mine is swinging open
    >be about to call the police when a guy dressed in black comes running out
    >the guy who actually lives in that flat comes out hot on his heels and stands in the doorway
    >he's a big guy, at least 6'3, fairly built and has long hair and a beard, looks very Nordic
    >he yells "WHAT" at the fleeing burglar and steps out into the yard
    >in the light I can see he is completely naked and holding what appears to be a woodcutter's axe in each hand
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:33 No.16950166
    reminds me of something that happened to me

    I was repairing a friend's air rifle in the kitchen which faces my main door.
    Door breaks open and some masked dude stands in the hallway.
    He sees the gun in my lap and closes the door.

    Funny thing is you can't even kill a pidgeon with it, let alone that it wasn't even loaded.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:34 No.16950170
    >Waiting to cross the street somewhere downtown.
    >See some Asian kid walk by dressed as Simon from Gurren Lagan.
    >The Anime Con was about 4 months ago.
    >Someone waiting at the bus stop on the corner sees the kid.
    >He takes off at a dead sprint, tearing off his shirt as he runs at the kid.
    >He punches the kid right across the face.
    >Kid screams and starts flailing around on the ground, crying. Shirtless guy is screaming catchphrases at him.
    >Light changes. I cross the street.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:35 No.16950181
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    Cool story, bro.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:41 No.16950222
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    Reminds me of the time I led an entire rave dance party because I was dressed as Kamina.

    It was a conga line to be remembered.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:42 No.16950241
    >go to the movies in the city with parents when I was 10
    >when the movie was over, I threw my popcorn into a large trashcan, but accidentally spilled leftover popcorn on some girl
    >her boyfriend gives me a mean stare
    >get in car later at the parking lot
    >angry boyfriend chases behind my family on foot, I was the only one who noticed
    what the fuck was his problem
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:45 No.16950270
    Alright, I'll bite. My story is somewhat more /x/ worthy, but seing that /x/ is a shithole, here it is.

    >Be nine
    >Spending easter holidays at a mountain resort with parents
    >Meet another kid, he's a little snobbish (his parents were rich as fuck) but otherwise cool and fun to hang out with.
    >Shooting a ball at each other, wasting the afternoon away.
    >I shoot the ball a little too far
    >Ball slams on the door of another bungalow, oh shit.
    >The door opens and out comes a really old lady wearing a long black dress. She somehow had golden hair flowing down to her waist and she was wearing those fucking huge, black sunglasses (she was wearing sunglasses inside her room!)
    >She starts yelling some shit about how we should go kick the ball somewhere else, how we are spoiled brats etc and goes back inside muttering to herself.
    >We dismiss it as typical old lady behavior but decide to stop playing ball anyway (besides, that hag was really scary looking and we didn't want to get into trouble)
    >A minute or so later, we go by the pool, which is at the other side of the resort; the weather wasn't warm enough yet so it was empty (both of water and people)
    >We start chasing each other around the pool.
    >I trip on an iron tube jutting from the ground , in which they put umbrellas during summer, and slam full force onto the next one.

    Then you know, the usual shit, blurred vision, immense pain, not being able to breathe for some time but then...
    >I turn around
    >See the same fucking hag standing on the grassy ledge on the side of the main building, a place that no one would be able to get to especially an elderly person.
    >Try to call for help but I can't
    >I stretch my arm towards her
    >She smiles (and not a good smile either)
    >My parents and my friend's parents rush to help me.
    >I look back up, old lady is gone
    >3 fractured ribs, vacations ruined, old bitch completely burned in my mind.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:48 No.16950293
    Poor ghost lady. She probably thought she had a new friend to haunt the resort with, but you had to go and ruin it by not dying from your injuries.
    >> !UdzMmUq0Oc 11/17/11(Thu)18:51 No.16950313
    Wait, wait. I think your notation is off. Surely it effects 1 cubic foot, not 1 cubic inch, at a range of three feet?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:52 No.16950335

    Where about are you fellow Aberytwyth bro?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:54 No.16950345
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    DUDES! Listen. This thread is its own Universe! Can you imagine that! And in this universe all this random encounters is a FUCKING REAL THING as it happens all the time. E.G in Op's example the weird thing that happens in the Thread universe is normal while a story about a guy walking into a bar and to drinks beer is the weird encounter! GUYS IF YOU REALIZE THAT THIS THREAD WILL DIE! BECAUSE WE WILL ALL POST ACTUAL ENCOUNTERS! TURN THIS ON INTO IT SO THAT WE CAN FUCK THE OTHER UNIVERSE!
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:54 No.16950350
    So I was driving home, and who do I pull up beside but five clearly drunk guys in fullplate on motorcycles!
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:55 No.16950364
    I have no idea what you just typed.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:56 No.16950373
    Forgot an 's' my bad...
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:56 No.16950376
    is aberystwyth really like this? My grandparents live nearish there and I've been a few times, always seemed really dull.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:57 No.16950378
    >Be Brazilian
    >Cruising around Goias with dad on his car, the mother of all rains outside
    >Suddenly a wild yellow dot appears on the distance
    >As we approach, we see it's a girl riding a bike on a gigantic yellow raincoat
    >She doesn't speak portuguese, nevertheless a lift is offered and accepted
    >She's a belgian girl who just got out of law shool and decided to leave it all behind to join a travelling circus in motherfucking Bahia
    >we change our travel plans and took her there, helping that crazy diamond chase her dream!
    >And not a single rape happenned!
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:58 No.16950392

    I have yet to see anything he describes, but i've only been here a couple of months.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:58 No.16950393
    >driving to work
    >reach traffic lights and a convertable pulls up next to me
    >driven by a Revolution era Redcoat with a German Stormtrooper in the passenger seat and Roman Legionary in the back with a Teutonic Knight.
    >all head bobbing to "what is love"
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)18:59 No.16950405
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    >In Ampsterdam
    >Unlike friends, not there for the booze, drugs, and poon
    >Walking around admiring the town at night
    >Some high, drunk angry Indians come out an alleyway
    >They're going to fucking kill me
    >When shit start getting rough, *CLANG*
    >Some girl come out of fucking nowhere, smashes one in the head with a metal bat
    >Shoves another in the canal
    >When they turn towards her, she hits another one, then grabs me and pulls me off
    >She drags me full sprint across the city, running from angry Indians

    True fucking story, craziest night of my life. Saved my life she did, I reckon.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:01 No.16950419
    If that story ends there you are a bad person.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:02 No.16950428
    Gonna need some proof of that, chummer.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:03 No.16950435
    Yeah I remember that story
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:06 No.16950461
    They planned this shit.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:07 No.16950468
    come on bro, are you telling me the story ends there?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:07 No.16950469
    >Delivering packages for UPS.
    >Trying to get into an apartment complex, because we're not supposed to leave boxes at the outer door.
    >Buzz room, no answer. Buzz neighbor, no answer. Buzz the next neighbor.
    >No answer, but the door buzzes and unlocks.
    >Elevator out of order, delivering to the third floor.
    >No lights in the stairwell, have to navigate using the backlighting on my DIAD board while carrying a bulky box.
    >Distant sound of a phone ringing. And not an electronic ring, either. An old-style bell-sounding ring.
    >Get to the second floor. Hallway is pitch black. Start up the stairs.
    >Hear a door creak open behind me. Turn around to look and it slams shut.
    >Walk back downstairs.
    >Leave a failed delivery attempt notice on the front door.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:07 No.16950472
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    Ended with a kiss on the cheek in a bar. Never found out who she was, despite having her college info.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:08 No.16950478
    >stop car at stop sign
    >something's wrong
    >look again
    >it says "penis" not "stop"
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:09 No.16950489
    >Get on an elevator at a hotel to go to the lobby
    >About half-way to the lobby 5 Klingons get on
    >We have a nice little chat and all get off at the lobby
    >Later that night, going back up
    >2 Storm Troopers, William Wallace, Rei, and Nyan Cat enter the elevator
    >Nyan Cat girl gives me a pack of pop tarts

    To be fair it was a convention, so I'm not surprised, but it was still pretty nifty
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:10 No.16950497
    What flavor were the pop tarts?
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    Did you...
    Fight some more indians with her, if you know what I mean?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:11 No.16950508

    So what're you supposed to do at a 'penis' sign?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:12 No.16950515
    Well I know what you would do if it was a Penis X-ing sign, but.
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    God, I wish this was my story...
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:15 No.16950540

    > UPS delivery
    > not brush the door with a feather then go back to the truck

    I'm calling bullshit.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:19 No.16950565
    I'm pretty sure I encountered the Flying Dutchman once IRL.

    And I got chased by a barghest.

    I still have trouble believing it, despite it actually happening. Weird shit just seems to happen to me despite being a complete sceptic. Really really weird shit.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:19 No.16950567
    We're not allowed to do that at apartment complexes unless we can get in the front door and leave it in front of the specific apartment it was sent to. We're also not allowed to do it with packages that are obviously electronics, or in areas with a record of package theft occurring.

    In all other cases, yes, we can just leave it at the door, breathe heavily in the general direction of the doorbell, and start running back to the truck because I have 260 more deliveries to do in the next 4 hours.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:21 No.16950578
    Love these threads...
    > Drunk in downtown Seattle
    > Have brilliant idea to go to UW to see some friends
    > Stop in a pub on way there for more boozage
    > Walk into a reenactment of Henry the 8th, done in the style of 'A Clockwork Orange'
    > Spend entire rest of night drinking, and BSing with theatre crew about other period mashups
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:24 No.16950601
    wrong Henry.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:29 No.16950632
    >late summer, driving alone to summer cottage in Eastern Finland
    >it's 11:30pm, and finally getting dark
    >the road is surrounded by thick woodland, and I haven't seen another car for a while
    >suddenly, a moose and her calf appear from the woods and cross the road
    >I hit the brakes, and luckily the animals don't stop running
    >I watch them disappear to the left, and since my heart's beating like crazy I park the car nearby and light a cigarette
    >I'm starting to calm down, but after a minute I start to hear almost inaudible rustling in the woods
    >"oh shit are they back?"
    >an old man and a woman, both stark naked, sprint out from the exact same spot where the moose had disappeared
    >they pick up a bicycle that had been laying in a ditch and ride away swearing like there's no tomorrow, the woman desperately clinging to the man's back and trying not to fall off
    >I lean on my car and watch their pale asses fade into the darkness, finish my cigarette and continue my journey

    Such is life in the wild North.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:31 No.16950649
    No, I am quite sure. Henry the 8th, man with 6 wives, many mistresses, second of the house of Tudors succession to sit the throne, bit of a tosser? That Henry. Not the Shakespeare git.
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    >playing first game ever of HvZ with GF, get grouped with all these huge jocks,she comments about how she feels like a guardsmen next to a space marine, fully expect them to start hitting on her from the get go, they don't.
    > they see we've modded our guns to look like lasguns, they make fun of the flashlights (cause we put flashlights under the barrel)
    >down to just us, we're cornered in an area only way to go up, suddenly our squad leader yells "BROTHERS LIFT THE GUARDSMEN TO SAFETY TODAY WE DIE IN GLORY FIGHTING THE NURGLE DEMONS!" they then lift up my GF (who's holding the plot device) and me to a fire escape then they all yell "NOT ONE STEP BACK WE HOLD FOR THE EMPEROR!"

    we never saw those people again and when we asked around all we got was "we couldn't find enough people for you guys to join a full squad, so we made an exception for you and let you two be your own squad
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:36 No.16950687

    I remember there being more to this story, something about one of them getting thrown into court and threatened to be deported to Sweden, but getting out of it and he still protects the innocent with his rapier to this day.
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    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:40 No.16950717
    Except that it's fake. The guy came out a couple of days ago saying he made the whole thing up to impress some girlfriend or something.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:43 No.16950734
    I am not inclined to believe you.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:43 No.16950742
    Truly they are at the Emperor's side now.

    Ave Imperator.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:44 No.16950744
    I'm taking a Disbelieve action against you
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:44 No.16950749
    Even if that's true I prefer to live in a world where it is.

    So I don't care what you've said about these men. That story is True Science Fact.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:45 No.16950756
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    That's so beautiful...
    >> !UdzMmUq0Oc 11/17/11(Thu)19:47 No.16950772
    Entirely don't care. Would rather continue to believe it's true.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:47 No.16950776
    The story being true, not what you said.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:51 No.16950809
    well actually it's the first edition entry and they measured things in scaled inches.
    that 1" is something equivalent to 10 feet or yards, can't remember exactly. it's very... numbery.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:52 No.16950817
    BR BR BR
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)19:56 No.16950847
    A clown pumping gas.

    Something just felt off. Like a single daemon of Tzeentch just manifested for a couple of seconds.
    >> !UdzMmUq0Oc 11/17/11(Thu)20:03 No.16950899
    Ah, I see. I "missed" 1st ed, not being alive then.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)20:14 No.16950955
    I love these threads, and their /k/ equivalents. This one is mine from one of their many inawoods threads.

    >Be inawoods
    >Going to my mate's place, and lost
    >Seriously regretting not grabbing my phone or snack or whatever
    >Suddenly, a fucking massive dude dressed in hunter garb and holding a crossbow walks out of basically nowhere
    >While I'm in wonder as to how a dude that massive crept up on me, he leans down to me and says without breaking:
    >"Be vewy vewy quiet. I'm hunting wabbits."
    >Then he continues on, back into the woods

    I was too dumbfounded to even call out to him to help me find my way. Eventually, I found my way back to the road, and took the long way around.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)20:19 No.16950979
    >be in bali for a holiday with family
    >summer storm brews up at night
    >walking from resturant to hotel room (all on hotel grounds)
    >hear the most godawful crashing/breaking/snapping noise to my immediate rear
    >feel stuff on my legs
    >the next morning I walk through the path i took the previous night.

    that shit would have killed me if i was half a second slower.

    not sure if this is a proper random encounter, seemed random enough to me.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)20:26 No.16951023
    >living in Providence
    >Walk down to hole in the wall liquor store for some 40s
    >head back, smoking a cig and drinking from brown bag
    >Two larpers in full garb in parking lot
    >See me, run. embarrassed from being caught?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)20:27 No.16951027
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    If they were embarrassed then they weren't real larpers
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)20:56 No.16951234
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    >Be an insomniac and wanderlusty type
    >Wandering around neighborhood in Florida at night, got a flashlight and a boot knife
    >Discover some woods a good few blocks from my house
    >"Why not?" Start wandering through trees
    >Woods are much larger than I thought, get somewhat lost
    >See some light in the distance, start making my way toward it
    >Hear voices
    >They're not speaking english or spanish
    >Sounds like... Celtic?
    >Sneak mode engaged, come to the edge of a clearing
    >Around a dozen people dancing around a bonfire, half-singing, half-chanting
    >They're wearing animal pelts and face paint
    >Recognize one of the shorter ones as a girl I know, she's wearing a lynx pelt and red paint
    >Could have sworn we made eye contact for a split second
    >Creep away after a moment and try to get unlost

    To this day I don't know what happened. What little I saw of it didn't resemble anything from lore that I know.

    I had a crush on that girl, too. I still wonder if I'd have become on of them if we seriously got together.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:03 No.16951278
    Where in Florida was this Anon?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:03 No.16951285
    Good thing you left before they started summoning pale winged things from cracks in the Earth.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:07 No.16951315
    Winter Haven, over in Polk County. I don't live there anymore, otherwise I would give you the street I found the woods on.

    Or maybe not. I don't like the idea of one of them finding out that they were spotted.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:08 No.16951325
    Beware of foreign sailors, anon.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:08 No.16951326
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    Oh, is this now an IN DA WOODS thread?

    >Fort Polk, 1982,
    >My Family is stationed there, I'm around 10 years old
    >Fort Polk is SURROUNDED by woods, both government owned and public
    >Go walking around IN DA WOODS for the hell of it.
    >One day find a log cabin
    >in the middle of the woods
    >And the door is slightly open
    >look inside
    >Place is one small room, empty except for dead deer nailed everywhere.
    >Never go IN DA WOODS ever again

    I never told anyone about it. Honestly, it was just so fucking weird and terrifying I didn't want to experience it again by remembering it.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:09 No.16951336
    Ah. I know where Winterhaven is. I'm farther north than that. It was probably Ne-Pagans. We get a lot of those here.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:14 No.16951369
    That's the first thing that came to mind, but I'm not so sure.

    I know it was probably terrifying to experience, but I'm giggling like a moron right now.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:16 No.16951386
    he's going to find you one day

    find you and nail you to his ceiling
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:17 No.16951394
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:17 No.16951396
    Well if it was Gaelic or Celtic, you may have found some legit Druids. Hard to find the real thing any more, that must have been something.
    >> Braith117 11/17/11(Thu)21:18 No.16951405
    If that was in GA instead of Louisiana I'd say that might have been my house, lol.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:22 No.16951429
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    >I don't like the idea of one of them finding out that they were spotted.
    I forget, isn't that the premise of Mystery of the Druids? People disappear because they see something?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:24 No.16951447

    Well... It was good to know you anon...
    >> Bi-Polar Hernandez !KuKq0dYqkQ 11/17/11(Thu)21:25 No.16951455
    Goddamnit I am laughing way too hard at this
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:26 No.16951462
    He should've dated her when he had the chance, that would give him protection from them as one of their own.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:28 No.16951483

    but he would needed other kind of protection too
    >> Someone else. !!Qb2aRW+wCPO 11/17/11(Thu)21:28 No.16951484
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    I don't care about this thread except to say that I laughed like a crazy at that picture.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:30 No.16951502
    >Years ago, working as a nightshift Walmart stocker
    >Manager hates me, puts me on the aisle with all the soups and spaghettis and all that nonsense
    >Struggling to find a place to put everything before I run out of time
    >Tapped on the shoulder
    >Glance back and see an older gentleman with an eyepatch and olive drab beret
    >Points at a pallet jack that's still loaded down, asks me to move it
    >Move it for him
    >He immediately grabs a packet or three of ramen, smirks at them, and nods to me
    >Walks away

    It would have been nothing, had this Big Boss lookalike not been followed by a Young Revolver Ocelot clone an hour later.

    Night shift is weird.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:32 No.16951514
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    gotta love dem druids
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:33 No.16951525
    This is without fail the best thing I have read on this site since it came back up.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:33 No.16951531
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    i'm in fucking tears right now bro.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:36 No.16951546
    I really wish I had. She was awesome besides the whole "Secretly a druid" thing, and even then that's not so bad. The lady knew how to fire an artillery cannon.

    Sadly, I was a spineless ponce in my earlier years. Still one of my largest regrets, really.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:38 No.16951551
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    You missed out man. Pagan sex is best sex.

    My turn.
    >At work.
    >On break. Smoking cigar outside.
    >Hear gunshots, small caliber, probably someone getting some rabbits with a .22
    >Watch marked police car drive slowly down road.
    >Cop turns into parking lot, facing across road.
    >Other side of road is large chunk of woods.
    >Quite for a long time. Then the sound of one shot rings out from the woods.
    >Cop flies out of car, runs across road, and starts yelling into the left side of the woods with gun drawn.
    >spend 10 minutes watching a ghillie suit slow crawl out of the right side of the woods, edge around a small pond, and disappear into a residential area, while the cop continues to shout into the woods from the same position.
    >MFW the ghillie suit waves at me before disappearing.
    >MFW i realize single shot was to troll the cop into charging up to the woods, narrowing his field of vision.
    >MFW i try not to laugh.

    Godspeed /k/ommando, you escape to poach and troll another day.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:44 No.16951585
    >besides the whole "Secretly a druid" thing, and even then that's not so bad.
    Eh ? Isn't it slightly awesome ?

    You should have stayed there observing. Maybe you could have had a chance getting to know her again.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:45 No.16951593

    or see her banging with some other dude
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:46 No.16951599

    >see her banging an elk

    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:47 No.16951610
    That's okay. Hey, maybe it was beltane night ?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:47 No.16951611

    >>see her turning into a male bear and raping an elk

    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:48 No.16951617
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    I was cracked out of my mind on caffeine at the time and didn't really understand what was going on until the Ocelot-guy showed up and did pretty much the same thing.

    If not for the older guy playing it subtle, though, I'd have thought they were a pair of goofballs. The younger one got his ramen and did the hand gesture at the end of the aisle before disappearing into the early morning.

    Still not sure what to think of the event, though. I don't remember any kind of anime convention going on in the area.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:48 No.16951619
    >see her getting strap-on banged by a chick who's dressed like an elk

    fix'd that for YOU.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:49 No.16951622
    I've told my stories here before about the time I was hit buy a car and the pizza I was delivering was stolen as I hid under their car and the time I was mugged and the mugger ended up giving ME $4 but I was told several times my stories were a bit longwinded so I'll just let you guys imagine the scenarios.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:50 No.16951632
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    It is. I tend to understate.

    I still want to check up on her at some point, but she has absolutely no means of contact besides her phone number, which I've forgotten, and actually going to her door. It's like she lives in an underground military bunker. Or a camp in the middle of the woods, I suppose.

    Don't I know it. Never got that close to her but she seemed like the type that would fuck like a tiger.

    Dammit, /tg/, now I'm all wistful. I hope you're happy.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:52 No.16951643
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    > It's like she lives in an underground military bunker.

    MARRY HER!!!
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:53 No.16951648
    >working in wildlife sanctuary for college credit
    >feeding the raccoons
    >see group of about five or six fursuiters and people wearing animal tails walk by
    >never see them again

    It was pretty random at the time, but I later found out our wildlife sanctuary is like, actually fucking funded by the proceeds from some furry convention.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:54 No.16951659
    That's like NAMBLA sponsoring the YMCA
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:56 No.16951677
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    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:56 No.16951678
    Well they had to stop giving away candy from the back of vans, so it was the next logical step.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)21:58 No.16951685
    We have an old guy who dresses kind of like Harry Dresden. He has a cane with a silver skull, not a neat walking stick, but otherwise, it's basically the same outfit.

    You also sometimes run into things like the local engineering school's all terrain thingamajig, another old guy in our town who is like the Walkin Dude from the stand (but with a set of little drums he plays and does a strange little Cossack dance with).

    Oh, and Mennonites. They live in Modoc county, and come here to shop.It's weird, you are just walking around the Supermarket or whatever, and you round a corner and see some thin middle aged woman and her children in 19th century looking clothes and bonnets and such, pushing a shopping cart.

    (This is to say nothing of the oddness one can encounter with the local tribes. They are often relatively normal. But sometimes you see guys riding horses in buckskins or wearing some nutty hat that wouldn't look out of place on a colorful extra in a bad western, strutting around with antler handled knives in beaded sheathes, and wearing a lot of feathers and beads generally.)
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:02 No.16951714
    >another old guy in our town who is like the Walkin Dude from the stand
    Please don't tell me his initials are R.F.
    I'm paranoid enough as it is.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:04 No.16951728
    >eating at restaurant with my dad
    >on our way out some random surfer/skater guy follows us
    >as our truck is pulling out of the parking space skater guy runs up and punches the window
    >dad stops car, gets out
    >is at least a foot taller than surfer guy, who steps back, tears off his shirt and starts acting like Randy Marsh from that one little-league baseball episode of south park
    >dad tackles him and beats his face into the pavement in a matter of seconds
    >skater guy's friend breaks up the fight
    >awkward silence all the way home
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:06 No.16951737
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    Awesome dad is awesome. You should have said as much
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:08 No.16951751
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    >Dad was in the Navy, gone for months on end
    >I'm hanging out with him, having a beer, telling stories
    >Get really drunk, late at night
    >Laughing, he says "Son, do you realize how many half-brothers and sisters you have out there?"
    >Laughing I say "No, how many?"
    >Laughing he says "Atleast one in every port!"
    >We both laugh, I'm drunk off my ass
    >Still laughing he says "Man, you would not believe how hard it is to keep them a secret from your mother. I mean, you kids these days are really connected to the internet and it's gettin' easier for them to find me"
    >I'm giggling like a motherfucker
    >Black out on the couch
    >Wake up the next morning
    >Realize what we talked about last night

    My family... is a lot bigger than I thought it was...
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:09 No.16951762
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    My bedroom window is about 5 feet from a fairly busy road.

    >Hear "clop clop clop"
    >Horse-drawn buggy coming down the street
    >Girl dressed as Wendy, as in from the fast food place, in back


    Also captcha, what do you expect me to do with this picture of a sign?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:13 No.16951783
    >not jumping in and declaring your unwavering love
    >not joining just to bang the girl
    >not taking a photo
    >not mentioning it or implying it to the girl after
    And most important of all
    >Not jumping in, wearing a cross and saying how christ will smite pagans and calling for an inquisition
    confirmed for beta as fuck
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:13 No.16951786
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    Awesome dad stories, eh?

    >Me and Dad move to new town in southern Georgia
    >Dad makes new red-neck friends
    >They tell him "Hey, you and your son should come out to a little meetin' me and the fellas are having next weekend!"
    >Dad wants me to meet new kids, so he agrees
    >We go to meeting place, which is a man's house at the edge of the woods
    >We meet one man, but don't see anyone else. The man says the meeting is taking place further into the woods
    >We follow him to a clearing which has giant wooden cross in the middle. There are men in ghost-sheets everywhere
    >Me and my dad realize we're at a KKK rally
    >Our faces when
    >Dad whispers to me "...Son, play along and we might live to see tomorrow"
    >I say "...I'll follow your lead dad..."
    >We go through the next two hours weirded out as fuck. They chant, talk about the EVILS OF THE NEGRO, then burn the cross
    >Me and dad book as soon as the meeting is over
    >Quickly pack our shit up and are out of that town by next week
    >Dad says to me "Son, remember they're are alot of stupid people in the world. The trick is not join in with them"
    >I say "You got it dad."
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:14 No.16951791
    Oh god. Just remembered this. Less of a random encounter, I suppose, and more of a plot point.

    >At uptown halloween block party
    >Biggest party in tri-state area
    >Best costume by far: Ripped guy in flawless pyramid head costume
    >Has a creepy nurse sidekick
    >Bout midnight, decide to head home with my roommate because it's about 40 degrees
    >Get away from the crowd, realize that pyramid head and nurse are walking down the road in front of us
    >Block party is on top of a hill, as we get lower, fog keeps getting thicker and thicker
    >Pyramid head and nurse turn a corner down an alley
    >We pass by the alley and they're no where to be seen
    >Fog keeps getting worse

    I coulda sworn I was going to fucking die that night.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:16 No.16951798
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    Not very /tg/ but..

    >walking home from sixth form one day
    >making my way through the park
    >see about 6 or 8 guys walking up to me
    >last thing i remember before gaining my grip on reality again
    >vaguely remember going through a catscan
    >i suddenly find myself in hospital with a drip in my arm
    >my mum is beside, no idea wtf is going on
    >apparently i had been jumped
    >go to mirror to find my bread and butter all fucked up
    >black eye, bruised cheek, fat lip ect
    >nothing stolen, decide not to report the crime
    >spent the night in hospital

    I dont know who the upstanding gentlemen where, but i was told i got home on my usual time except i was covered in blood and i kept repeating the same shit, still cant remember what happened
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:24 No.16951820
    Rescued an abandoned kitten tonight.

    Some chucklefuck decided to toss it outside to freeze to death. Had him sleep in my jacket while I waited for the animal shelter people to pick it up.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:25 No.16951826

    You clearly need to improve your combat skills and make more regular awareness checks.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:25 No.16951830
    >Dad says to me "Son, remember they're are alot of stupid people in the world. The trick is not join in with them"
    I wish I had a father who could've taught me shit like this. Would've saved me a bit of trouble.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:31 No.16951858
    >Walking home from class
    >See quick movement out of the corner of my eye
    >Man in gorilla suit running towards me
    >Passes me
    >Keeps running away from me

    Man had somewhere to be I guess.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:34 No.16951868
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    >implying i didnt enter a blind rage and accidentally get their blood all over
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:39 No.16951886
    >be eight years old
    >i'm in my room, playing with some toys
    >I look out my window, see a guy in rags walking through my yard
    >he's got some kind of red tint about him, and my eyes can't seem to focus on him
    >he sees me and I see him
    >he just keeps on walking
    >I still don't know who or what that was
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:43 No.16951909
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    Your dad is awesome
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:55 No.16951960
    >read these threads
    >nothing like this ever happens to me
    I'm not sure whether I should be sad or glad.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:55 No.16951962
    >Around Five or four years old. I don't remember exactly, but I was pretty young
    >Walking with mom through shopping mall, remember it's christmas because of all the pretty lights
    >We're having a good time, she's shopping for christmas presents, I'm fascinated by the decorations
    >Walking between stores, my mother stops in her tracks
    >I say something like "What's wrong mommy?"
    >She's just staring out in the crowd, focusing on something or someone I can't see
    >She drops all her bags, picks me up and in a dead sprint runs the opposite direction we were going
    >She runs into the female bathroom
    >She hides in the furthest stall, of which there are about ten
    >She's crying, standing on the toliet so her feet can't be seen, and holding me with a grip that hurts and repeating over and over again the Hail Mary prayer
    >Hear bathroom door open
    >Mom becomes silent
    >listen to footsteps, then a loud bang as the first stall door is open quickly. Then the second stall door, then the third and so on to the fifth.
    >This entire time my mom is crying, her hand over her mouth, the other around mine
    >Whoever is searching stops at the fifth stall, pauses, then leaves the bathroom
    >Me and my mom stay in the bathroom another minute or so after which we leave and she quickly runs out of the store, to the car, and drives us home. She's crying the entire way and I just sit there confused as fuck.

    Everytime I try to bring this story up with my mom, she says I'm just imagining things. But sometimes, she get's angry and tells me to stop talking about it. I know she remembers it, but she refuses to explain.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)22:59 No.16951990
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    >On bus
    >guy in front of me decides to turn around and have an extensive conversation on why cultural diversity is bad and that all countries should have a completely homogeneous cultural identity
    >Don't wanna risk any bluff or diplomacy rolls, smile and nod
    >Get off bus

    Such is life in Toronto.
    >> !UdzMmUq0Oc 11/17/11(Thu)23:03 No.16952003
    Man, what the fuck.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:04 No.16952014
    Man who raped her or something. Let it go, man.
    Don't be a dick. It obviously not about you.
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    >16 years old
    >Didn't find a date to Prom, no friends to go with, just walking around town bored and depressed
    >Sit down at a bench in the park
    >Hear footsteps coming down the path and see the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on come around the corner
    >Long blond hair, white dress, clean face, and she looks pissed
    >Stops in front of me, stares down at me
    >I stare back at her, dumbstruck
    >She says "Hey, kid, come with me"
    >Still dumbstruck, I just nod and follow her
    >She leads me through the park to the otherside, to a large warehouse no longer in use
    >Points to two LARGE containers of milk
    >Says "Help me get these over this fence"
    >Help me get them over the fence around the warehouse. Luckily there was a spot with no barbed wire
    >We take the things inside and I'm greeted with the image of over a hundred cats. It's alot, but they still didn't fill the entirety of the warehouse, so it was more like cozy than cramp
    >Girl starts pouring milk into these plastic bowls, setting them out for the cat
    >I stand, STILL dumbstruck
    >She finishes, leads me back out, and then turns to glare at me
    >I nod quickly, frightened
    >She then smiles and in the sweetest voice ever says "Yeah... well, thanks kid, you helped out a lot"
    >she runs away
    >mfw I'm still dumbstruck and I've never seen the girl again. I've visited the warehouse a couple of times, but there are now only ten or twenty cats, not the hundred she fed.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:05 No.16952020
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    >sitting at bus stop, staring blankly
    >some chick walking along the road across the street, pay them no mind
    >until they stop and start screaming at their reflection in the building window
    >bus pulls up
    >me and the bus driver share confused look
    such is life in hamilton. Almost worth busing everywhere just to see the.. uh, eccentrics

    >remembrance day
    >walking home
    >Lancaster flies over my head right as the church bells go off
    every time it happens I gain new respect for that beast. Those engines are sex on the ears
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:06 No.16952025
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    >This is just like my Japanese animes.jpg
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:10 No.16952047
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    How much time has passed since then?
    Start bringing milk to the cats again, man.

    if you feed them, she will come.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:10 No.16952048
    >Albuquerque, New Mexico
    >Only white boy on the bus
    >I used to it
    >Young Mexican guy maybe four or five years older than me sits next to me
    >He starts eating jerky out of bag
    >I smell it and say "Deer?"
    >He smiles and says "Yeah, homemade. Here, try some"
    >A little hesitant, but not to be rude, I try a piece. It's actually really good
    >I say "Man, this is nice. What seasons do you use?"
    >He smiles wide and says "LSD, man."
    >My heart skips a beat
    >He gets off the bus next stop with this glazed look on his face, still smiling
    >I'm freaking the fuck out

    I got home safely and I don't THINK I showed any symptoms so I'm not sure if the guy was lying to me or what.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:12 No.16952056
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    Fucking brilliant
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:13 No.16952060
    No firsthand experience to back it up, but I can't imagine LSD would be tasty.
    He was probably fucking with you.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:14 No.16952067

    lsd doesn't have a taste. but it would be pretty stupid to waste it by putting it on jerky.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:15 No.16952077
    >He smiles wide and says "LSD, man."
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:16 No.16952086
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    Let me tell /tg/ the time I learned handle animal
    > Be a traveling man, mostly America but some of Europe and the middle east
    > Be drunk as shit from 3 high ball glasses of absinthe and campaign plus three whiskey glasses of absinthe in somewhere near in Tampa/St. Pete
    > Hope out of car's passenger seat like a boss
    > Suddenly Raccoons, hundreds of them.
    > I have a shit ton of gum in my coat
    > My drunken mister hyde personality takes over
    > Make raccoon noises that I learned a long time ago
    > Holy shit, they come.
    > Friend and Friend's younger brother scared as shit
    > Start handing out gum to Raccoons
    > Start petting one
    > Teach one to shake hands.
    > out of gum minus five pieces, some raccoon left
    > Hold out the gum in my hands, throw and clap
    > Raccoons some how understand this to mean I am out of gum and follow.
    > I look at my friends who are confused as hell "Where the fuck did you learn that?"
    > "I am... The Raccoon Whisperer."
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:18 No.16952100
    rolled 1, 6 = 7

    mmm. Back in the day, when they used rolls-royce engines. 4 merlins. Mmmmmmm. Mmmmmm.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:19 No.16952104
    are you a druid.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:25 No.16952141
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    >Vacation in the Philippines
    >Eat at local restaurant
    >Suddenly a pickup truck stops in front of restaurant.
    >Men with assault weapons stream in.
    >Notice no one gives a shit, including my Filipino friend.
    >Notice cops with assault rifles are smiling and conversing, laughing.

    >MFW in the Philippines, civilians are allowed automatic weapons.
    >MFW they are not police but mall cops from a nearby mall.

    Pic related, one of em
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:26 No.16952145
    Funny thing is I have never played a Druid. Ever.
    Another Random Encounter:
    > Once Again Traveling man
    > Be in St. Louis on metro early in morning after going to strip club to pick up friend from work after done gambling at casino
    > Two Homeless Men enter train, one with spinning rims on shopping car wheels, other with gold paint all over cart
    >Both on opposite side of trains
    > Both make a run at each other with shopping cart
    > Crash carts at each other about halfway through
    > A D20 falls out of the rubbage of the cart
    > Rolls to a 1
    > "Well, someone failed there roll." I say
    > Friend facepalms.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:28 No.16952156
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    ...that may have been me.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:28 No.16952158
    >Sitting at bar
    >Ragged old man, maybe 60 or 70, walks up and sits down, looks tired as fuck
    >Asks for some whisky
    >Lifts the glass he is given and downs it
    >As he slams the glass down on the bar he mumbles "Ahh....For the Emperor"
    >I'm like "Wut..."
    >I down my drink and say "The Emperor protects"
    >Old man looks at me with their weird expression
    >I feel akward as fuck
    >He throws some money down, gets up to leave
    >as he passes me he pats me on the back and says "You'll do something great one day Neophyte..."
    >He walks out whistling some tune
    >I feel proud as fuck
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:32 No.16952197
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    I used to live with a Ukrainian gentleman who was a generator of awesome. One day we accidentally became a random encounter, once he reversed a mugging, twice stood down towering odds of violence, and then there’s the vodka. But the stories aren’t typed out, which does tg want first?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:33 No.16952198
    Don't, actually. Real milk is actually fairly bad for cats in large quantities. Particularly if they're getting it frequently.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:33 No.16952202

    How did you two meet?
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:36 No.16952226
    I'd be scared that a member of the Ordos Chronos was walking around the 21st century selecting who the future neophyte's are going to be.
    So either your gene's are damn good... or he may have been crazy.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:40 No.16952259
    >reversed a mugging
    As in, he robbed mugger?
    If so, I'd like to hear about that.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:49 No.16952320
    >>16952202 There was a house near campus with three roommates that needed a fourth. I was four. Vadim was not a student. Not of any college anyway. I still have no idea what he did for a living.
    >>16952197 Ok, I’ll do that one next… I typed up the thread relevant one first.
    The gentleman’s name was Vadim. Vadim was a renaissance man. He was masterful at chess, brilliant at guitar, owned two rats with large testicals, and knew more about life than most ever will. “I can’t teach you how to play guitar, I can only teach you how “I” play guitar.”

    The accidental random encounter was when once, after a robust night of drinking, we were invited to the house of the random group we joined. We continued drinking and enjoying ourselves. At the end of the evening, we were invited to come back the next night for a party they were throwing. We were given the impression they might dress up, so we put on our finest suits. Mine was a sharp pinstriped number, and we went over.
    The house was deader than dead. I looked into the window after a soft knock, and saw one guy playing bongos in the living room, alone. So, all dressed up, we went to the bar. Vadim, in addition to playing piano, can also play pool. We chose to splurge on some brandy at a cigar bar with a nice room with a table. We smoked, drank and Vadim played. He preferred playing alone and I was cool with it, since I knew I sucked. And as I sat back, I realized that we looked classic mafia as heck. He was beating down every challenger like nothing, and I was just sitting back, nursing my drink coolly, and watching the room. We got eyed quite a bit. Vadim never notice and got a kick out of it when I told him.
    >> Anonymous 11/17/11(Thu)23:54 No.16952346
    Me and my mates were the random encounter for a heap of people the other week.

    >Dress up party
    >Me (Julius Caesar) and two mates (Duff Man and level 1 skeleton minion) go on a maccas run at 9 pm
    >Maccas is full of people
    >Guy at counter can't keep a straight face
    >They get my order wrong
    >I call them all worthless peseants before i leave
    >Feel bad for it when i sober up
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:01 No.16952375
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    >Small town in southern texas, an hour away from San Antonio
    >Sitting around bored with some friends at the City Square park
    >Man rides up on horse in what looks like to me full ranch-hand uniform
    >Takes of his hat to me and says "Excuse me Miss, but I was hoping I could ask the date from you?"
    >I tell him, not sure what's going on
    >He says "Damn, then I'm already three days late! Thank you very much Miss."
    >He digs his spurs into his horse while yelling "COME ON LITTLE BROTHER, LET'S RIDE!!!"
    >Rides off at a full galop down the street
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:03 No.16952385

    Dude... Awesome

    I personally would like to join you if you ever go on an adventure to get your whole clan together.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:04 No.16952386

    Now that I’m typing this, I realized I misspoke. It was more an insistent panhandling that got reversed. Still damn funny.
    So Vadim and I and several others were out at the local bar till closing time. As we were walking back from the bar, Vadim was in a bad mood because (I think) the bouncer wouldn’t let him back in after he stepped outside to smoke. So as we walked, the guy comes up to us as a group and urgently asked for money. No “please”, just “can you gimmie a dollar or a cigarette?” Vadim flips out. He started shouting “Give you a dollar?! Give you a dollar?! FUCK YOU!!! Give ME a dollar!” He then started grabing at the guy’s coat as most of our group struggled to stop him. Having been in a similar situation once, I ran to get my car. I was not going to reason with an angry drunken Ukrainian. I pulled up, and they got Vadim in the car and I sped off as the guy was laughing on the sidewalk…
    …As it turned out, Vadim knew the guy. He had chatted with him on street many, many times. And had given the man the equivalent of several packs of cigarettes over the months.

    So the guy gave him a twenty before I pulled up and my friends dragged him in the car.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:06 No.16952398
    >On my way to the student lounge
    >Like to keep my power level low
    >Obnoxious nerds shouting out every meme and obscure reference they possibly can
    >They start talking about using d20s and keep saying I'M SUCH A NERD LOL
    >One of them writes "I'm not a hipster, I'm a nerdist" on the chalkboard in the lounge
    >He loudly proclaim that he is the biggest nerd in the room
    >I start rifling through my pockets for an MP3 player, desperate to avoid there attention
    >d20 falls out of my pocket
    >The loudest need of all points this out

    The ensuing 30 one sided conversation about anime conventions has led my to avoid the lounge at all costs.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:06 No.16952399
    clearly he was herding cattle and wanted to know what day it was so he could keep up with the schedule.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:13 No.16952445
    >Walking down the street
    >Car pulls up to me, passanger side to me
    >I'm like, "oh fuck..."
    >I realize the passanger is leaning out the window and holding what I can only call a jousting stick, complete with red and yellow colouring. The thing was about 6 or seven feet long
    >He says to me "Ma'am, with you permission I would like to fight in your name! Would you kindly give me your name?"
    >I say "...Sarah..."
    >He looks to the driver
    >They speed off.
    >I'm left, suprisingly love-strucken
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:14 No.16952457
    >arrive at my towns train station
    >train arrives and some dude get's off and enters
    >he was riding it from the outside

    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:14 No.16952460
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    ....It seems I have a new pick-up technique
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:19 No.16952497
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    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:19 No.16952502
    >Work as pizza delivery guy
    >Knock on door
    >A man in his underpants, with a revolver tucked into the waste band, answers.
    >Fuck I'm gonna get robbed
    >He just says "oh?"
    >Stare at each other in silence for what seems like a full 3 minutes
    >He says "sorry, we don't need that anymore"
    >Pays me the amount of the order plus a five dollar tip, with money he pulled out of an urn on a Cabinet next to the door
    >He doesn't take the pizza
    >He closes the door
    >Look at the money
    >Ashes on it
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:20 No.16952512
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    Part time /k/ommando here

    >outdoor shooting range
    >3 guys turn up dressed like redcoats
    >start loading muskets and flintlock pitols
    >winthin about 5 minutes the range is useless because of the amount of smoke everywhere
    >they get asked to leave
    >they drive off in a range rover with the windows down playing "Rule Britannia"
    > one of them is waving a British flag out the window and laughing
    >everyone at the range was furious
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:22 No.16952527
    I've always wondered: what do pizza places do with pizza that they, for whatever reason, couldn't deliver or weren't picked up? Do they give it to the staff or do they have to throw it out?
    >> Sweet Soul Bro !!H5XdMKmBv5G 11/18/11(Fri)00:23 No.16952532
    Worked for a smaller pizza place.

    We usually ate it.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:23 No.16952536
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    >driving back home after picking up pizza
    >stop at a light at the bottom of a steep hill
    >see three high school kids walking uphill pushing an office chair
    >light changes and I notice a fourth kid in the chair playing a PSP as I pass them
    Not as interesting as most of your stories, but god dammit, I couldn't help but laugh at that.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:30 No.16952587
    I work for Domino's. Whoever wants it can have at it.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:33 No.16952607
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    This has been bugging me for years, thank you!
    >> Vadim's Former Roommate 11/18/11(Fri)00:37 No.16952639
    More Vadim stories for those who want ‘em.

    The violence stories are basically two different house parties. One they were jerks and the whole house was on the side of one vocal jerk… versus me, my sloppy drunken friend, and Vadim. But the guy was a poser and Vadim called him on it. As we were leaving the guy said, “You have till I count to ten to leave.” Then the idiot started counting. Some might not get that right away but Vadim saw through him instantly. “Why count? Just go. Come on… why are you still counting? Start already.” I started the car and my drunk friend actually pulled him in and I sped off with the door open. I am sure that other guy would not have won, but police reports are best avoided in my opinion.

    The other time, a few party crashers brought a 5 foot tall, 350 pound wall of muscle that wanted to start a fight. And Vadim wasn’t scared. We did everything to pacify this guy, but what he wanted was someone to hit. And Vadim, a thin, wiry, martially trained Ukrainian was willing to step up to the chump. I stepped in to save my friends furniture. I stared the ranting fool down with a big shteating grin on my face until I had his full attention. Then I just stood there and refused give him a reason. He wanted to be provoked so he could feel righteous. Unlike Vadim, I let him say and command, and push, without escalating. Then his friends convinced him we had called the police, and they left.
    >> Vadim's Former Roommate 11/18/11(Fri)00:48 No.16952732
    And finally, the vodka was Devil Springs, 160 proof. I had a huge bottle of it for over a year and only drank a quarter of it. Vadim asked if he could have some, and I said sure. He told me it tasted just like the vodka he used to make. So I let him and his fellow Ukrainian friend drink it as much as they liked. It was gone two months later. On one such night, it was Man’s Day apparently; they invited me to do shots to celebrate. The next thing I knew I awoke the next night at 5pm. I was absolutely fine, proving that vodka for some unknown reason, does not give me hangovers. I took a shower, checked for bruises or other signs of fall, still fine. I came downstairs and the two are there again, cooking. Vadim asks if we are ok, and explains that apparently, I took offense to something he said and we “fought.” i.e.: I lunged, he took me down, and I went upstairs to sleep it off. I said all was forgotten and we were good.
    BTW: Devils Springs burns, but never light a shot on fire, the glass cracks when you blow it out.
    Needless to say, when I saw the Sopranos episode where they tried to kill a Ukrainian, I predicted what would happen pretty well.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:54 No.16952762
    Domibro here too.

    Sup fellow /tg/ goer. Being a driver is BALLAN'
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)00:58 No.16952788
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    >Driving along with my mom on a trip out of town.
    >Stop at traffic light
    >Head a knock on my window
    >Car full of well-dressed black dudes in suits pulled up beside us, rap music playing loudly but not objectionably
    >Driver grins rakishly, holds up a set of keys
    >"Forgot something?"
    >MFW I left my keys in the door of the car, and would have probably lost them on the highway were it not for these upstanding gentlemen
    >> Neo Odin 11/18/11(Fri)01:01 No.16952807
    All right, suppose I have a story. Tis a friends story, but interesting.

    >Driving along through southern Oregon. Cruddy old car, with my buddy driving.
    >Late at night and foggy, drive round the corner, something looms from the fog.
    >Naked man on a horse sitting in the middle of the road.
    >Cant stop in time, horse and rider go over the top, tearing the convertable roof off in the process.
    >Horse is fine, man gets up and starts to drunkenly swear at my friend.
    >Police are called. Accounts are given. Naked man is clearly drunk and well....Naked.
    >Cop confesses that he isn't sure weather the man will be charged with cruelty to animals, or drunk driving.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:12 No.16952854
    Dang right. It feels like I should have random encounter stories, though. Nothing overly weird happens here.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:13 No.16952858

    How were you driving without your keys in the ignition?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:13 No.16952860
    >see OP's pic

    >Dark Souls riding away from his problems . fucking jpg
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:15 No.16952874
    >Walk around town late one night
    >I was dressed as a rogue, leather tunic, tight leather pants, leather and ringmail bracers, cape and hood
    >suddenly out of no were
    >two guys jump out of the darkness at me
    >one's dressed in a very colourful robe, has a staff and a funny hat, the other is dressed like a knight, chainmail, a sword on his back.
    >The knight yells out "join us fair rogue on our adventure why dont you?"
    >I agree
    >we spent 4 hours at the bar in town
    >the night ended well
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:20 No.16952922
    I don't see what's so strange about that.
    Aside from you totally blanking out.
    But that's a failed save, not a random encounter.

    >walk into elevator
    >see a turtle, lovingly fashioned out of clay
    >come back later in the day
    >smashed into dust
    >smalller clay bird in its place
    Shame too, it was a nice turtle.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:24 No.16952953
    Something really similar happened to me when I was a kid.
    >I was in the kitchen with my mum and my sister and a black van pulled up outside.
    >my mum drops the dishes on the floor, lift my sister and I up and carries us upstairs, ducking past the windows
    >Puts us in the upstairs closet, with blankets over us and covers our mouths
    >someone starts banging on the door and yelling
    >Mum tells us that our lives depend on us being quiet
    >We stayed there for 15-20 minutes
    >Never happened again

    It can't have been nothing but she claims it never happened.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:27 No.16952966
    > Walk down an alley late at night
    > Turn a corner
    > Suddenly, two dozen Hmong kids all armed with baseball bats or wooden clubs
    > I prepare myself for death
    > They walk past in perfect silence. They don't even make eye contact with me.

    Someone probably got their ass kicked that night, but it wasn't me
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:27 No.16952968
    That can happen if you don't turn it back all the way before taking the keys out, actually.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:30 No.16952992

    dude's mom was driving, his keys were in the door from an earlier drive? something like that, probably.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:30 No.16952997
    Yeah, first and second generation southeast asians can be bugfuck crazy when it comes to interpersonal violence.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:40 No.16953072
    >>working 3rd shift at a small hotel in a small town
    >>2am, cute woman checking-in
    >>me, making with the small talk
    >>"I like your ring, what is the carving on it?"
    >>Her: "My name in Elvish runes."
    >>My brain locks up, I suddenly don't know where I am.
    >>"Um... I'm sorry?" I stutter out (i have a stutter when I'm upset)
    >>"We each have one in my family, my dad is a huge Tolkien fan."
    >>The fire in my brain slowly fizzles out as I get my grip on reality back.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:41 No.16953082
    They were probably after Indian/Korean/Pakistani/Japanese/Tibetian//Han people.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:47 No.16953124
    I'm used to drunk or rowdy teenagers. That's normal. But these kids didn't say a word --to me or to each other. It was way spooky.

    I checked the papers the following week to see if anybody got brutalized, but nothing was reported.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)01:53 No.16953170
    Either they were a show of force or killed someone.
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    > only 2 dozen
    > only armed with bats and clubs
    > not stopping them in the name of justice
    > 2011
    > etc

    You weren't armed though, and alone.
    I understand.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:05 No.16953257
    Beta testing a game for a club in college
    The rules are simple a person from the defending team must live to the time limit or kill all attackers and stay within the zone. Defenders get a minute prep time.
    The match starts and its 5v5. I being a 6'1" man with short hair and stuble immediately run to the farthest corner of the zone. I then begin to strip down to my boxers in the middle of campus, while it is sleeting out, and put on a black miniskirt, black shirt, and heels. I then pick up a purse and a book to read (it was a book for english class, which is funny that this is the only time i ever used it) and proceed back towards the start. The opposing team handles the other 4 members of my team and are walking straight at me on the sidewalk. I pull the book towards my face and look straight down... they (all 5 remaining) walk past me. I then sit within eyeshot of the judge and my fallen comrades, on a bench, while its sleeting, in a miniskirt, reading a book that i now realize is upside down. There team continue to search for me and are walking past me more than 2x a minute. Finally the time is up and with one of their members standing next to me the judge calls out "games over". I proceed to stand up and shout "suck it" as the person next to me's face turns into that of utmost horror.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:07 No.16953268
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:08 No.16953273
    >>16953257 lol you were the random encounter. also green text it bitch
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:08 No.16953275
    I leave you with this story of my brothers:
    > Be in woods with friend around dusk, just exploring and stuff.
    > Find pretty cool trench look'n thing with a tree growing out of one side on the inside
    > Decide it's getting dark, and we should head back to his house
    > It got dark really fucking fast
    > Hear something
    > Fuck, are those footsteps?
    > Start moving
    > Still hear them
    > Really start moving
    > They speed up to
    > Get to his yard, it's pretty big
    > House is a good 3X yards away
    > Shoot up into tree-house instead, as it is closer and about 15 feet up
    > Hear the feet come out of the woods
    > They walk around the tree
    > They stop
    Not fade into the distance and leave, they fucking stop
    > work up courage
    > peak out trap door
    > Nothing
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:10 No.16953281
    OH, forgot to add:
    > Find out about a month latter that there was a fairly sized battle there during the Civil War
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:12 No.16953289
    American, btw. The American Civil War.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:15 No.16953300
    sounds like they were dressed as Aimless Renegade. a character from homestuck.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:17 No.16953308
    I have fortunately never actually seen someone cosplay a character from a webcomic outside of a convention. Hopefully she was going to a con and not going grocery shopping or something.

    However, I've gone to brunch at Country Cookin' wearing a tuxedo more than once, simply because it was hilarious. Does that count as cosplaying?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:19 No.16953314
    Not unless you claim to be dressed as somebody
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:19 No.16953316
    My buddy once saw a woman wearing a wedding dress to walmart once. It's on that people of walmart website now.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:21 No.16953326
    Or she was dressing up as Lady Ga Ga. Which is MUCH more likely.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:37 No.16953369
    LSD is a fairly fragile molecule. It probably wouldn't have survived exposure.

    That said, say thank you, because LSD is fucking awesome.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:40 No.16953387
    >local tribes
    I thought the Modocs were all driven northward to some shitty reservation with other Indians after they were defeated in what we call the Modoc War?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:46 No.16953425
    >Be high schooler
    >Go to festival with a couple of kind-of-distant friends because I have a car that actually works
    >They all know each other better than any of them knows me
    >Kind of awkward to just hang around with them since they seem intent on tailgating for the whole fucking day and not even going to see any bands
    >Around sunset decide to ditch them, go wandering around aimlessly, smoking a cigarette
    >All of a sudden, terrifying white face looms up out of the darkness
    >It turns out its a girl in corpse paint and chainmail
    >She is taller than me
    >Her hair is white
    >"I am Wisdom," she intones
    >"Hi, I'm Anon" I tell her
    >She grabs my cigarette out of my mouth and crushes the cherry between her fingers
    >No sign of discomfort
    >Says in completely spaced out voice "You are worshiping the wrong god"
    >She presses a ziploc bag into my jacket pocket
    >She kisses me on the ear, possibly by accident
    >I ask awkwardly for her number
    >She says that she doesn't believe in telephones
    >"oh okay, see you around then" i tell her
    >Turn to leave
    >A few steps away hear her yell "HEY ANON"
    >Turn around, "what" I yell back
    >stare at her for like ten seconds
    >She runs off towards the woods and vanishes into the night
    >get back to car, find flashlight
    >ziploc bag full of shrooms
    >trip dick for rest of festival
    >never see her again

    Even my random encounters are forever alone :(
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:48 No.16953438
    >In the woods with some friends, looking for a good place for airsoft
    >see bonfire, assume it's a party
    >sneak up to bonfire
    >It's the god damn Klan
    >Half of the guys in my group are black
    I swear, my roommate was on the verge of yelling "WOLVERINES!" and charging in.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:52 No.16953454
    That would have been a bad idea.

    There is the Klan around here and let me assure you, those guys do not fucking play. They might not be as powerful as they were before but every five to ten years or so there will be a white woman raped and a few days later some black guy will be found having been drug to death behind a pickup for ~50 miles. And the police just shrug and push paper until the news forgets about it.

    I also have a reliable source that informs me several of the Klan sects or cells or whatever they call themselves in the area have a stock of automatic weapons.

    Long story short? When it comes to the Klan don't.

    Just don't.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:56 No.16953468
    rolled 31 = 31

    From the third person perspective:

    >Walking dog in early afternoon in suburban neighborhood
    >People approaching on sidewalk
    >Large ~50 year old man, well dressed up front
    >Carrying old woman in his arms, she has crazy wild look on her face
    >Rifle slung on his back
    >Teenage kid behind him carrying walker and extremely heavy looking duffel bag
    >Cross to other sidewalk, continue walking dog on other side of street

    Basically our car broke down at the worst possible time and we looked shifty as fuck
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:56 No.16953469
    Yeah, my grandpa was in the Klan (Until he voted for Obama and quit, go figure)
    His AK-47 was so much fun to shoot. I was never invited to any rally, and he wouldn't take anyone but Grandma anyway. My cousin got his Hood after he died.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:59 No.16953478
    >driving home
    >suddenly a naked guy runs across the road in front of me and gets hit by a bus
    >is somehow fine
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)02:59 No.16953479
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    This. Never, ever, ever fight a Klansman.

    Just kill the motherfucker.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:02 No.16953492
    >Longboarding down a random multistory car park in Sacramento with a few friends
    >Massive black guy, easily a good 400 pounds, completely bald (including eyebrows) waiting for us on the second story.
    >Blocks the next ramp down, so we have to stop
    >"CHILDREN, LISTEN TO WHAT I MUST SAY" in the biggest, most booming voice I've ever heard.
    >Drops an 80's boombox down and clicks his heels
    >He's got an adult sized pair of those wheelie shoes on
    > Proceeds to blast Eazy E's "Boys N' Tha Hood" while skating in circles.
    > Continue longboarding the rest of the night away as Big McBlackhuge jams out on the second story, waving us through as we zip by.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:02 No.16953493
    >Walking home from baseball game with vet cousin .
    >Two fuckers leap from the bushes with weapons raised .
    >Cousin charges the first guy taking him down I swing at the second with my bat stomping on his balls when he hits the ground .
    >We began to celerbrate that we beat the shit out of some punk ass muggers .
    >Adredeline runs out and i realize the fuckers were wearing armor .
    >We just beat up a couple of Larpers
    The dropped the charges thankfully and they apperantly moved to somewhere with less trigger happy citizens
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:03 No.16953497
    > black guy will be found having been drug to death behind a pickup for ~50 miles.

    Why do so many Americans use drug instead of dragged? That isn't the correct American English term, is it?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:05 No.16953505

    I dunno, "having been drug" flows well to me. Drop the "having been" and I'd change it to "dragged" though.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:05 No.16953507
    Because it has less letters and most of us are lazy fucks.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:06 No.16953511
    In some parts of the world, people still ride horses to get places. I was given to understand that in Texas most cowboys are actually town folk playing pretend, but there could be some real ones left.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:07 No.16953515
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    I didn't know Big Black was living in Sacramento now.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:07 No.16953518
    People often say "drug" in spoken language, but not usually in written language. Sort of like how they say "sherbert" or "would of."
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:08 No.16953521
    There are two separate verbs, "drag" and "drug", meaning the same thing. The first is the one that we know and love (drag, dragged, dragged), the second is technically "obsolete" in modern language except for in certain dialects. But you know how regional variations can change things, especially in such an already bastardized language like English.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:11 No.16953536
    What I read:
    >"Excuse me Miss, but I was hoping I could ask for a date from you?"
    And was like "why would you say anything but yes?"
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:14 No.16953550
    Southern thing.
    "Me and my buddy Keith, we drug a gall'n of gas almost two miles just cause we could."
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:14 No.16953555
    >>16953492 Here, another Sacramento story.

    >At Nishiki Sushi, drunk as hell
    >Homeless looking guy walks in
    >Chef tosses him a bag of shrimp as soon as he walks in
    >Homeless guy just stares at the chef for a moment, then starts laughing
    >Chef laughs as well, says something in Japanese, and tosses him a small bottle
    >Homeless guy bows and leaves

    I've lived in Sacramento off and on for a few years now, and I have yet to figure out how the hell this city works.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:15 No.16953558
    I used to work that gig, and when we did it we had a little book that we marked the days in. Losing track is possible, but you generally try pretty hard not to do that.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:23 No.16953597
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    >stopping fights
    Why would you forfeit the honor of being a target?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:29 No.16953633

    Aw shit. Those are some hardass motherfuckers.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:37 No.16953677
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    >in a mall, getting gamer fuel
    >meandering around Shopper's as someone gets headache meds
    >woman with a sour look on her face, in a wheelchair
    >has no legs
    >has no waist

    I get creeped when I see stuff like that on TV, let alone right in front of me. Definitely a SAN check. The inconvenience of a life like that alone would be horrid.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:42 No.16953700
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    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:43 No.16953704
    >San Francisco
    >Visiting an Internet friend because I'm already on a road trip and why not
    >Good times all around, alcohol passed back and forth
    >Decide to walk through the city and very pointedly not bother anyone as we try to purchase hangover-killers for the morning
    >Eventually stop and rest on a park bench next to some bronzed statue that apparently commemorated something
    >Talk for a while, laugh
    >Statue looks up from its book and asks us to keep it down
    >Both of us stare at the statue as it looks back to its book
    >Carefully leave ten dollars in a hat for him
    >Spend the rest of the drunken stumbling back to friend's place trying to detect signs of life from other statues around the city

    Entertainers in California are fucking bizarre.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:46 No.16953716
    Wasn't there a story about how some WW2 re-enactors got captured by some LARPs so they had to get rescued by a bunch of wehrmacht soldiers attacking a LARP base camp?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:46 No.16953718
    I've gone to places like Black Bear Diner in a suit. May have gone to Iron Skillet in one, I don't recall.
    >> S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 11/18/11(Fri)03:47 No.16953720
    >Camping in the forest with some friends
    >Decided to go take a walk after everyone else is asleep
    >After a few hour of walking
    >See something moving in the dark
    >I stare at it and make out a person wearing a camo
    >He(?) turn his head and stare at me
    >We stare at each other for a few minute before I turn back and pretend I didn't see anything
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:49 No.16953730
    >revinished some wood on a picture frame
    >go into the back yard to stain it
    >a dur and it's fawns are in the yard
    >starts snorting and stamping it's hooves at me
    >stare it down until it leaves
    >continue staining.
    I am a druid
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:50 No.16953734
    I know I'm super late, but do you know what game that is? Is it a side scroller for the Genesis? I've been trying to remember it's name for months now.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:50 No.16953739
    The acceptance of cowards like you is what allows evil to thrive in this world.
    >> S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 11/18/11(Fri)03:51 No.16953743
    Dungeons & Dragons: Shadow Over Mystara
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:54 No.16953751
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    >camping in bush
    >set up large fly that covers about six people
    >everyone ready for bed
    >suddenly, thousands if not hundreds of spiders and ants converge on our position
    >even the huge ants are perhaps only imperial guardsmen in comparison to the space marine spiders
    >everyone sets up trenches and clears the ground around the tarp
    >smoke out the ants with deodorants and aero-guard
    >spiders are practically immune to it
    >start squishing some of them, display their corpses upon sticks as grisly warnings
    >the horde is unrelenting
    >start throwing bombardment rocks
    >destroy the antvasion before they reach us
    >suddenly, a fire ant is sighted
    >pack up and leave
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:55 No.16953752
    They're both correct, they're used in different situations. There's some overlap, though, and which you use when is sort of a regional thing.

    That's English for you. Just use "dragged" always and you'll be fine.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)03:59 No.16953774
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    Awesome dad stories? Hell, my dad is a god damn random encounter table all his own.
    >Be a defense attorney in small town Alabama
    >Lost his leg in a motorcycle accident
    >Still rides to this day

    >My dad, some of the guys we ride with, and I are at a rest stop half way into Mississippi.
    >Being hassled by some assholes who seem to live at the rest stop
    >My dad tells them he's going to shove his foot up their asses if they don't go heckle elsewhere.
    >Guys keep yelling and hollering
    >Dad takes prosthetic leg off, starts his bike, rides through the grassy area of the rest stop in first gear while waving his leg at the hoodlums.

    >Out on a borrowed boat
    >Get pulled over by water patrol
    >Dad takes leg off before the cop gets close
    >Cop pulls up beside our boat and asks for our registration
    >Cop just turns his boat around and leaves.

    Picture related, moments after that. I make sure to come back home and visit that crazy bastard at least once a week.

    Hell, I've got more stories is anyone is privy.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:00 No.16953779
    I've seen those in Cologne before. Never seen one in SF despite going there way more often. I do regularly see a guy wearing a sparkle suit, and I once saw a bunch of dudes in drag with veils and harlequin makeup. But they were at fairs.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:04 No.16953802
    That statue is pretty much the least bizarre thing in the parts of CA that aren't holes in the ground. Have you been attacked by a hobo disguised as a bush who makes tens of thousands of dollars per year by being a professional crazy attack hobo disguised as a bush? Have you encountered Pink Umbrella Man? Or gangs from The Warriors, for that matter.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:05 No.16953803
    The fuck? How are there even different past tenses so that applies?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:07 No.16953825
    It's sort of hard to explain. It's like sink/sank/sunk or think/thought/thunk
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:10 No.16953843
    Present tense, past tense, past participle.

    I go to the store. I went to the store. I have gone to the store.
    I swim in ze lake. I swam in ze lake yesterday. I have swum in the lake every day this week.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:24 No.16953896
    I'm pretty sure thunk and drug only have that meaning in the USA, and not all of it.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:28 No.16953918
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    Here's one from a friend.
    >Shes 10
    >Family is asleep at night in one bedroom
    >Bedroom window smashes open
    >Invader pulls a knife (for killings)
    >Dad throws off sheets and leaps over the family in bed
    >Invader slashes with the knife
    >Dad catches the knife blade with open palm of hand
    >Savage one hand beatdown commences
    >Police face when arrive

    And her father has a massive gash scar on his hand as a reminder.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:29 No.16953922
    >be walking home from bus, carrying one year old daughter, who is just nodding off
    >sun just gone down
    >ugly ass mongrel dog appears from nowhere nearly gets hit by a car as it trys to cross busy highway
    >i kneel down an whistle, cos I don't want the thing to get hit
    >it runs at me, growling
    >oh shi-
    >it runs past me, then stops, looking back and whining
    >i walk up to it and it runs forward a few more metres, then looks back again
    >we do this all they way down the road for about 2 or 3 kilometres
    >bunch of drunk teenagers standing in street
    >they stare at me looking like i'm a target, can't really do much with a child in my arms
    >dog tucks in next to my leg
    >suddenly seems uglier, starts snarling it's ass off.
    >teenagers approach, dog looses it's shit - barking, charging from dude to dude, snapping at their asses
    >they run the fuck past me, dog in tow
    >i wait for a few minutes, dog reappears
    >walks with me the next block home
    >dog disappears, without a trace as I get to my front door

    I was gonna see if anyone owned him, and keep him if no-one did. I imagine he is off helping other people in the city somewhere
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:30 No.16953923
    >>Dad catches the knife blade with open palm of hand

    Adrenaline does amazing things.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:46 No.16953972
    >Adrenaline does amazing things.
    Adrenaline + anger = Actual biological limit break.
    Another example is an man who wrestled a shark to shore after it bit off his nephew's arm.
    >> muscled dwarf 11/18/11(Fri)04:46 No.16953974
    >making sandwiches for 8 bucks an hour
    >rude guy orders most complex sandwich ever, changes mind at the register and demands free food because we didn't make his sandwich correctly. Tired of his shit, wrap his sandwich terribly so it will all just fall out the side when he leaves. Sandwich falls out of his hands while a perfectly timed stray dog passes by, swallows the man's sandwich whole and scampers off.
    Karma. I saw that dog one more time and gave it a big slice of roast beef for its heroics.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:47 No.16953977
    >Use to get the living crap beat out of me on a number of occasions by older boys, one day had enough and fought back, still lost but hadn't seen most of them since though its a small town. There's a trailer next to my house ( I lived in the everglades), my friend sold a guy bad drugs or something. Slams him against the trailer. I wheel back and punch the guy in the nose. He pulls a knife. Tony, one of the guys who beat the tar out of me steps out of the trailer with a shotgun. Big guy books it and Dillon freaks out and bails. Tony lowers the gun. Watch pornography and drink beer with him inside.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:49 No.16953988
    At first I thought this was going to be a reference to that one Spongebob episode.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:51 No.16953992
    >so it will fall out when he leaves

    Whoa, whoa, you can do that? You get sandwich-related superpowers? I mean, I can see eight bucks an hour sucking, but being able to curse people with sandwich-leprosy or sandwich-dropping sounds awesome.

    You do sound like you use your powers for good.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:52 No.16953996
    Fuck you west wales, you suck.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)04:55 No.16954003
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    >Be 10 years old
    >Be IN DA WOODS around my Uncle's house.
    >Deep in da woods at this point.
    >Come across mostly ruined log cabin. Rusted off hinges, missing door, partially collapsed roof. The whole shibang.
    >Cautiously enter cabin. Rusty springs and metal all over. Ancient nearly rusted through wood stove in the corner.
    >Tucked in the corner of the single room is a leather bound book.
    >Most of the pages are ruined beyond ability to read anything, but the innermost pages are relatively intact, if brown and crinkly.
    >Text isn't in English. It might have been because of the weathering, but the lettering was dark brown like dried blood.
    >Incredibly fucked up illustrations of what I can only assume someone pulled from Lovecraft with influence from the Divine Comedy.
    >Had nightmares about the pictures in the book for years.
    >Never went back into those woods again.
    >mfw thinking about that shit.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:01 No.16954020
    >Get back from Iraq
    >Go drinking with buddies
    >Actually feel happy for the first time in about 10 months
    >Prepared to pass the night in a drunken bliss
    >Then bar fight breaks out between these two group of punks
    >Loud ruckus, everyone is getting involved except my group
    >One guy yells something like "FUCK HIM UP JIMMY"
    >For some reason, that set off my (what I believe to be) PTSD
    >Get flashbacks
    >Stand up
    >Start screaming orders at everyone
    >Screaming like a deamon-possessed drill Sgt.
    >I'm sure it was some PTSD attack because I also said "SOMEONE GO AND GET RICKY" when I saw a man bleeding. Ricky had been the corpsman assigned to my unit when I was deployed.
    >Everyone is just staring at me, actually doing what I say
    >Start swaying
    >Pass the fuck out
    >Next thing I know I'm at my house, with my girlfriend next to me and my buddies trying to explain how I wasn't in a fight.

    I'm pretty sure I need to get my head looked at...
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:02 No.16954024
    >few years ago, middle of the fucking winter, which is usually a pretty shitty time around here.
    >barhopping against common sense (it's cold at night)
    >walk through the town center as it's getting later and more and more bars are closing down.
    >decide to go to that one punkrock bar which is a shitty hole in the ground, but open for really long and cheap.
    >reach there, HUGE crowd gathered outside, shouting and cheering at something in the middle.
    >upon closer inspection, the "something" is some sort of physical activity...
    "Are they really cheering at a fight?" I think.
    >Get a closer look.
    >a huge crowd is cheering, in the middle of a winter night, to three men in Georgian traditional folk costumes, dancing traditional Georgian folk dances.
    >In the snow.
    >mfw i have no face.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:02 No.16954028

    The... the Pink Umbrella Man? You wouldn't happen to be a fellow Santa Cruz bro, by any chance?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:05 No.16954039
    Formerly of SC. Are you telling me that the Highway Murderers/Vampires aren't still driving their motorcycles around, being just barely too intimidating to walk up to and say "So, you're performance art, right?"
    >> muscled dwarf 11/18/11(Fri)05:05 No.16954040
    years of practice, not everyone nails sweet jobs during university.
    >Sitting around, no one in sandwich store, bored.
    >Staring out window, small bald man in his late 30's walking through parking lot. Two hulking bros jump out of their pickup with confererate flag brandished on antennae and charge the bald man. They begin beating him senseless, i run out and shove them off, threatening to call the cops; lots of witnesses sipping mochas at coffee shop nearby.
    >He says hes fine, doesn't explain anything. I go back inside the shop. He walks inside soon after, orders a sandwich, blood trickling from his nose still. I try to give it to him for free but he insists on paying for it in full. Sits down and eats his sandwich slowly then walks out while thanking me again briefly. Realize later theres a 20 in the tip jar.
    Wish i saw him again so i could thank him.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:05 No.16954041
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    >mfw "ONWARD ROBERT"
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:08 No.16954049
    I should add that I'm not in Georgia, or even anywhere neighbouring that country.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:09 No.16954051
    Haven't had 'em for a while. The Pink Umbrella Man's been on the down-low too. We still have Strider, though. And the occasional zombie.
    I'm away at college right now so I don't know if anyone else interesting has showed up.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:13 No.16954066
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    This anon here. I remembered another story from the same town.

    I was walking around in a different patch of woods a good ways away from my neighborhood, taking some pictures for my on-and-off photography hobby, when I came across this thing. I stared, took a picture, and kept walking.

    There are no buildings, residential or otherwise, for about half a mile around this.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:14 No.16954069
    >Haven't had 'em for a while.
    Suppose it's fine that I left, then.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:15 No.16954075
    They stopped because you left. They were doing it to make you happy. They were crushed when you left them.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:29 No.16954131
    I haven't really seen many odd things. A while ago I saw a guy dressed up as the devil walk past me, which wouldn't have been odd if it weren't 2 months before Halloween and almost half a year since there was a con or something. Ques somebody was having a costume party.

    I've probably caused some random encounters myself, since whenever there's a con I walk form my home to the bus station while wearing my costume (most of the time I've dressed up as a comissar, but next year I think I'll make a cultist costume). And a few weeks ago some of my friends stood outside the door of the university clubhouse wearing traditional Japanese clothes and bowing to people who entered.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)05:29 No.16954133
    Thanks for the response, but it turned out not to be that game. The one I'm thinking of has a cleric that's more covered in armor I think. The search continues...
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)06:34 No.16954462
    >Read this thread
    >Forget about it
    >Go outside to jump on trampoline (at night, fuck tha police)
    >hear dogs howling
    >stop jumping
    >Sound of tons of dogs howling in unison from the distance
    >Keeps going til I go back inside
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)06:41 No.16954516
    You're lucky you went inside. The creaking trampoline was making irresistible dog mating calls. They were coming for you.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)07:30 No.16954807
    >be a student at the local university
    >walking to the tram station on my way home
    >get accosted by barefoot, hobo-lookin' guy with the rankest smell I've ever encountered. My eyes literally watered
    >he wants me to do some shopping for him, as the grocery store won't let him in because of the smell
    >I say okay because seriously, he may be an incredibly horrible-smelling hobo, but man's gotta eat
    >he gives me an incredibly specific shopping list and money to buy it with
    >do the shopping, return
    >he thanks me profusely, we proceed to have an actually interesting conversation
    >turns out, he lives in an actual cave nearby, hasn't washed in 20 years, and only walks sideways
    >he's also studying astrophysics at the university

    Dude was completely lucid and very well-spoken. He'd just decided, fuckit, modern life is shit, or something.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)08:47 No.16955101
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    >Get to my neighborhood after a night in town
    >have good 40 min walk before I get home
    >Halfway home I see some human silhouettes ahead on the road
    >One of them is unmistakably someone pushing a shopping trolly with someone else in it
    >As I draw closer I see that it is the Hulk pushing a a trolly with a druken Alex DeLarge in it.
    >About 6m behind them Uncle Fester is shuffling behind them, trying to keep up in his robe
    >Wish them a good night passing buy
    >3 houses down the road 3 women dressed as faeries stumble out and scream at the trio, "GET US SOME SMOKES, YEAH?!"
    >> farmer fa/tg/uy 11/18/11(Fri)09:17 No.16955200
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    >work at a shitty gas station in the middle of town
    >guy comes in buys his shitty cope snuff, walks out leaves keys. I don't realize this.
    >old man scoops them up because senile
    >Proceed of me dealing with a fat crazy man yelling at me for stealing his keys, moving merchandise and forcing me to rouse my manager from bed at nine o clock at night.

    >chilling out with a friend of mine, she's having ex issues.
    >Get chatting about the problem, she explains over protective ex is over protective.
    >"Well, call the cops."
    >"By the way, He's got a hit out for you.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:17 No.16955203
    >On a journey to discover myself, true love, and the greatest bottle of alcohol the world has ever seen
    >Really on a trip across the ocean to see London, because why the fuck not
    >Shanghai friend into staying at a hotel with me because his landlord is a motherfucker that doesn't allow guests
    >Long trip over, jetlagged as hell
    >Somehow lose track of hotel room keycard
    >Friend went down the street to get cigarettes
    >Can't get in the room
    >Decide to walk around to pass time until he gets back in there so I can knock until he opens the door
    >End up in a conversation with non-pikey gypsy
    >Asks me what an American guy with a goofy accent is doing in London
    >Deliver the first line, then the second
    >Gypsy laughs, invites me to join him for alcohol
    >Find myself drinking and sharing stories of the South with a gang of them while they talk about places they've been
    >Exchange recipes
    >Good times had by all
    >Dawn rolls around
    >Eventually make it back to the hotel room
    >Friend tells me I'm lucky to still have my wallet and life

    And that's how I got my third dot in Craft(Cooking), which is apparently acceptable for real life, but not for World of Darkness.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:29 No.16955230
    >do some shrooms, Mind you I'm not a typical tripper.
    >Get rolling nice and well, Roommate decides to make steak.
    "Anon, you raise meat, season this."
    >I proceed to make a herb mixture so amazing that we have never been able to replicate it, the taste was literally good enough that it brought tears to my eyes when I tried eating it tripping.

    and that's how I got my second dot in cooking.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:30 No.16955233
    Here's my first story-worthy one:
    >It's halloween
    >Have a pre-party at my apartment
    >Get dressed up
    >I am 6'2'' 240lbs, semi-jacked at ~17% bf
    >Go dressed as Braveheart, complete with a 5'5'' Claymore and war-paint
    >Time to hit the real party at a club in town
    >Go to the tram-stop
    >It's late and dark
    >See another random guy hanging around, has a heavy apron on and is covered in soot, carrying a huge hammer
    Now this takes place in a country were I don't even speak the language (Czech Republic) and english-speaking isn't that spread out.
    >Guy speaks perfect english
    >Explains that it's not a costume, he works as a blacksmith and just got off work
    >Out of fucking nowhere an old lady comes up and smacks me with an umbrella across my back (remember my size?)
    >Starts rambling in czech
    >Guy translates
    Czech people don't celebrate halloween and she thought my clothing was indecent, with the kilt and all.
    >Chat with guy for a while on tram, invite him to club since he's a cool guy in general, tell him he doesn't even need to get changed
    >Random guy on tram sparks up a conversation
    >He smells funny, eyes are blood-shot
    >Says he's Irish and comes from a long family of farmers
    >He's apparently an architect and keeps rambling on about his job.
    >Go to club with random blacksmith, get quite drunk, have an awesome night, come home at four in the morning, toss claymore from balcony

    Doesn't count for much I guess but it was a rather eventful night.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:43 No.16955264
    ah Toronto.
    My roommate is the cause of the "no fake firearms of ANY kind" at Sennica/York.
    - Although the cop that wrote up the call wrote it up as "Zombie attack with complications"

    So... bus is doing a short turn due to commotion past the intersection.
    My girlfriend and I get off and walk towards home.
    Up ahead are 4 cruisers, a firetruck, a fire department van and lots of police tape and some portable barricades. Inside the tape are firedudes in full kit (including having respirators on) as well as 4 guys wearing hazmat suits.
    They are just sort of standing around and occasionally poking the mailbox for the apartment there. The ground around the mailbox in a pool of milky liquid. Take a few pics. - they don't seem to care.
    Later there is NOTHING on the news and when I call information for the area police dept they say nothing of the sort happened that day. - but I have pics.

    - wat?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:52 No.16955297
    >have pics
    upload them, if nothing else we can be having conspiracy theory time

    as soon as i saw "czech republic" everything made sense
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:52 No.16955299
    2 years ago at a film festival..
    I had gone with a friend and we were in line.
    (I had fooled around a few times and had some hopes in the romance dept.)
    Old lady in red winter coat with black fake fur (it was August) stumbles out of the falafel place talking to herself. She sort of re-orients and then heads straight for me. She grabs me by the shoulders.
    "You will never be together. She's just wrong."
    and stumbles off.
    My friend had heard her say *something* but for some reason couldn't make out the words.
    (her description of the event sounded a bit off as well.) The next year and a 1/2 with this girl are a train wreck... for a lot of reasons a lot of them being my friend being.. well "just wrong" .
    It made me really value another close friend even more though and we are going out.
    I dunno if it was a curse or just perception.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)09:53 No.16955304
    on my girlfriends computer.
    if the thread is around this afternoon I'll try and get.
    >> H+ 11/18/11(Fri)09:55 No.16955307
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    I met General Martok at Subway last week.

    No, I mean the actual General Martok. In costume. J.G. Hertzler. There was a con going on in my city and he was a guest.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)10:11 No.16955375
    Not sure if this can be described as a random encounter, but it felt quite odd.
    >Living in Armidale, a medium (for Australia) sized town
    >Week night, sitting on the computer doing graphic design assignments at about 3 am
    >Hear a dog nearby start howling, then another and another
    >Sounds like every dog in the town is losing it's shit
    >Lights dim slightly and I hear a roar that literally shakes the house
    >Stare hard at the ceiling for a few minutes, trying to figure out if it happened or not
    >Move a year later, never hear anything like it again
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)10:16 No.16955390

    If it's Australia then it doesn't count as random encounter
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)10:33 No.16955449
    >Hear awesome random encounter stores in /tg/
    >Nothing awesome like this has ever happened to me
    >Vow to change this
    >Start exploring the city whenever not otherwise occupied, taking long walks to nowhere in particular at all hours of the day and night
    >nothing yet
    Damn. This place is boring for a college town.

    >New vow. BE a random encounter.
    >Not quite sure how.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)10:41 No.16955489
    Dude, it's RANDOM. You can't control it and you shouldn't try to.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)11:10 No.16955617
    It's not always like this though. This was the first time I've had an experience worth sharing.
    Decent country tbh, apart from the racism.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)11:23 No.16955661
    I got one.

    >Bunch of kids in our neighbourhood are all friends. We run around together building forts, having water balloon fights, ect.
    >Our main fort is at the entrance to a lot which leads further into the woods. We decide to map the wilderness.
    >One knife, ball of yarn, one bottle of water for seven of us.
    >After two hours of travel, we stumble upon it.
    >A huge, lush, verdent field of the most golden and soft grain ever known. Vines hang in careless swaying forms from the trees. In this clearing, the sky opens up as bright as the brightest day, contrasting starkly from the dark of the forest.
    >Don't even remember how much time we spent there. Laying in soft grain, drinking from a large pool of the clearest, tastiest water ever drank by seven stupid kids, hanging off the huge and ancient tree branches that hung over the field.
    >Sad to leave for some reason.
    >GoogleMaps many years later. No fucking field.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)11:34 No.16955719
    >Google maps
    There's your problem. According to google maps, I don't have a fucking house.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)11:49 No.16955799
    also take into account 'many years later'

    development is a bitch
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)12:15 No.16955939

    Way to freak me out man. I'm in Armidale right now.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)12:53 No.16956169
    This happened 3 weeks ago.

    >Walking down Royal Street heading back to where my car is parked just after dark
    >Jackass in Mercedes has his headlights shining in my face
    >Suddenly, out of nowhere three guys run out of an alleyway and start beating on the Mercedes hood, chanting weird tribal shit.
    >All of them are wearing shirts and vests, but are fucking absolutely bare below the waist
    >All are wearing creepily old looking voodoo masks
    >After putting about $2000 worth of dings into the guys car, they run screaming into the night past me.
    >One stops and hands me a small box.
    >"Da boss man says we be even"
    >Open it, it's full of tiny jewels. Real fucking jewels. Had them checked out by a jeweler last week.
    >Runs after his friends and disappears into a dark alley, dick slapping against his thighs.

    Fucking Halloween weekend in New Orleans man.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)12:57 No.16956187
    As a resident of southern Louisiana, this seems possible. New Orleans gets strange around Halloween.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)13:05 No.16956226
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    That's because it's true...
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)13:17 No.16956294
    Dat cat's eye.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)14:34 No.16956701
    Who's the guy taken the hit out with? Do you know the fellows assigned to kill you? Can you take them?
    It might be wise to show this ex of hers why not to do things like that.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)14:39 No.16956729
    Make a new thread if you need to.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)14:42 No.16956753
    Being a random encounter is easy. Keep doing that "exploring" thing, but do it in a silly outfit, and say unusual things when you meet people.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)15:33 No.16957103
    Oh, man, I know this guy. He opens up smithery shop right on Wenceslas square on most holidays.
    >> elusive !6Fk.zjvlFM 11/18/11(Fri)15:36 No.16957118
    To be a random encounter
    1: strange clothing (thrift stores/garage sales are great for this)
    2: Be out and about at strange hours, stick to the side streets, make your own path on wooded areas.
    3: Memorize/learn some profound/random statements.
    4: Give people great stories to tell to their friends.

    I can say I've been a random encounter more times then I can count, but I also have a pile of old costumes and live in a college town. Had fun once walking around in my penguin costume with a watermelon. Acting like the mellon was an egg. Also dressed as Santa on Halloween passing out Christmas cheer and candy canes.

    First time getting questioned by college cops, 3 of us dressed as pirates riding in/pushing our shopping cart pirate ship around.

    One time had me dressed as barney rubble, my buddy dressed as fred flintstone and his gf dressed as a a box of Pebbles get questioned by college cops when we were chasing her around campus.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)15:43 No.16957153
    >Walking out of coffee shop after getting my drink
    >One of those religious convert everyone guys is talking to a group of girls about his awesome religion
    >Hear one say "I'm not religious but I'm spiritual" (people actually say this?)
    >Turn to her and ask "Have you accepted Roboute Guilliman as your spiritual liege" and walk out
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)16:46 No.16957599
    be about 13 years old.
    going to the cinema with friends
    on stairs up to street from trainstation
    random viking (with runes tattoed on arms and face and full battle dress, even traditionel viking haircut) grabs me by the shoulder points behind me at my at that time sweetheart, and says that girl is goodlooking i will ask Odin for your succses in laying with her
    afterwards he just turns around and walks away without a word... i did get to lay with her the folowing night
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:20 No.16957831
    >traditional viking
    but they look cool so I''m chill
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    I have this idea

    To gather a group and turn ourselves into a viking warband

    With shields made of kevlar and traditional viking battledress, we'll wander throughout the city performing acts of justice and protecting the rights of the innocent

    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:26 No.16957872
    >With shields made of kevlar
    This is stupid. Traditional vikings didn't make their shields out of chainmail, why would you make yours out of kevlar?
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:27 No.16957878
    I agree. Make them out of steel instead.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:27 No.16957880

    because wood or chainmail can't stop boolits, still a stupid idea
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:38 No.16957979
    Should be made of whatever the fuck riot shields are made of.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:42 No.16958033
    >walking around, minding own business
    >hear woman screaming down road
    >being assaulted by two dudes
    >see van haul ass around corner
    >back doors open and a group of vikings come out screaming
    >guys gets beaten half to death by angry nords
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:48 No.16958093
    Random encounter? Being one, got that.

    Couple of college kids decided that it'd be fun to blow up mailboxes on our street with M-80's and such.

    Neighborhood kids decided after about half a dozen wakeup calls at 3AM, this had to stop. One of them was our "arms dealer"- his family always drove down to the Carolinas and came back with all kinds of fun stuff we usually used to blow up GI JOE tanks and such.

    Cue mass "campout/sleepover". Parents all down street happy we all get along. Set up shop and prepare. Sure enough, around 3 AM, car comes down street with lights off, three college guys inside.
    >> Anonymous 11/18/11(Fri)17:56 No.16958165

    Three guys get out of car, start stringing up a bank of mailboxes with a long fuse. We light up a few punks, pass them around, and open up just as they're getting ready to light the fuse and drive off.

    Firecrackers lobbed by slingshots. Bottle rockets, Roman candles, those little rocket batteries that pop off like strobes when they hit their limit, covering them and the car in a hail of pyrotechnic fire.

    They freak out, pile in the car, hit reverse just as a dozen mini-rockets strobe on the front window and an M-60 blows off a windshield wiper, smack the car into the curb and stall.

    We continue to light the place up, punctuated by a stray shot setting off their little prank and spraying plastic shrapnel into all directions, including the front of their car. Then someone bloops a roman candle ball right into a window. Into the back seat. Where it lights the foam on fire just as they get the car started and peel out, thick black smoke gushing from the rear windows.

    We follow, leaving our weapons behind on dirt bikes and skateboards. The police find us half a mile down the road, watching the car burn down to the tires. We explain that we heard a big bang while camping and saw the car streak off on fire...and the box full of detonated and rather illegal junk in what used to be the trunk confirms that once they put it out. Plates tracked to local college, guy gets busted for having a few crates of illegal fireworks, vandalism and abandoning the scene.

    Officially, it was three college kids pulling stupid shit and fucking up with fireworks. We know better.

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