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    45 KB I guess this will be a That Guy thread... Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)17:28 No.17531839  
    I started the story of Halfling in another thread.
    I'll be finishing it here, and reposting what I did.

    So gather around /tg/, for my tales of 40k. A story of my start to finish, and how it was wrecked by That Guy, a good friend who becomes a complete bitch in every traditional game I have ever played with him. He will be henceforth referred to as Halfling.
    >Get into 40k with a bunch of friends from high school, on the dawn of 5th edition
    >Their armies are: Space Marines, Space Marines, Chaos Space Marines, Space Marines, and Necrons that were never, ever used.
    >Decide to play a Xenos army for variety
    >Decide on Tau because I liked the "victory by superior technology" aspect they had, and the army was recommended by another player.
    >First games are played, relatively enjoyable, getting the hang of the army in small, 500-1000 point 4x4 games.
    >Halfling consistently changes the rules to his benefit (Chaos guy), brushed it off as him using stuff from 4th edition and didn't care.
    >Consistently won a solid amount of my games due to my meched up army (not a netlist, I just thought the tanks and such were cool).
    >Get constantly tabled by Halfling, thought I was just not good at the game.
    >Go online to learn some Tau strategy and tactics, learning how LoS works, how to use Skimmers to wall off assault routes, using Jet packs to jump in and out of cover, etc..
    >Still get beaten to death, only by Halfling, who uncannily manages to be always assaulting.
    >Figure I must not know enough about assaults, go re-read the section on assaults thoroughly, find out Halfling was doing them wrong. Assume he is just confused due to the edition change.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)17:30 No.17531853
    Just a note; I only have half of this pre-written.
    So it will slow down as time goes on.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:34 No.17531913
    Bumping and waiting for the rest, sounds interesting
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)17:37 No.17531959
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    >Decide to read the rulebook thoroughly and repeatedly, so we can be sure to play by the rules, help them get over edition change, and keep things in order.
    >Everyone is on board to start playing by the rules, even Halfling says it is a good idea.
    >He consistently breaks the rules and gets told no, offered replays on his turn when his strategies hinge upon breaking the rules
    >Pouts when told he can't assault my skimmers, slide models around to the back of said skimmer for an extra 5 inches of movement, and then declare it a multi-assault.
    >Pouts when told he should switch to the newer Chaos codex, even when we buy it for him
    >Pouts, pouts, pouts.
    >Calls me a rules-lawyer, tells me by using skimmers and Kroot to deny assault I'm min-maxing
    >States he isn't going to keep playing 40k and takes a hiatus from the game, which effectively shuts down the whole group because his house has a the table we use, the terrain we all built together and is the middle-way between the players of the group (as well as the fact that him and his brother are half our group).
    >I pay out of pocket for materials to build a new table, clear room for it in my basement, set up a game room (fridge, table made of foam with grooves cut in it to represent rivers and mountains, sofas to chill on, a painting area, the works, a secondary table for 4x4).
    >Doesn't really matter, because my house is a half hour out of the way for the two remaining players, and Halfling's brother isn't coming alone.
    >Roll with it, recruit my brother, he starts up an Eldar force, paints like shit and doesn't understand much but he is learning.
    >Eventually manage to get the WHOLE group together at my house, 1500 points, 6x4
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:39 No.17531985
    >Half hour away

    How terrifying.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)17:41 No.17532009
    Big deal in high-school before you have cars.
    With traffic it could stretch to an hour.
    Difficult to do just for a pick-up game of 40k.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:42 No.17532029

    There is no public transportation in your country or what? 30 minutes is fucking nothing.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)17:43 No.17532042
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    >Halfling shows up with a list that was literally just two winged lash princes, some Termies in a Raider, a fuckton of Oblits, and the rest of the list filled with meched up Plague Marines.
    >This was during a time that all of our lists were built primarily from fluff, with no attempt at min/maxing.
    >We had no idea what we were up against
    >Play one game against a Marine player, draw, have fun.
    >Meanwhile, Halfling's brother plays my brother, tables him.
    >Halfling tables my brother.
    >I play a game against Halfling on the big table and holy fuck what am I dealing with. Lash princes first turn assaulting my Broadsides from across the map with Lash.
    >Manage to gun it down next turn, but the other advances, hiding behind a Rhino that is fully obscuring the model (he used a terminator as proxy).
    >Game is a slaughter, as I can't remove Plague Marines who go to ground in cover from the objective, and the Daemon Prince cannot be shot while in assault so just eats every unit I have. We end up tying by objectives, with a lone Fire Warrior securing my objective and a relatively healthy group of Plague Marines securing his.
    >In the following weeks, he starts bending the rules in silly ways... he refuses to use normal Daemon Prince models, instead using Terminators and stating that it is a “conversion”, simply so he can hide their bulk behind Rhinos until they reach their near-global assault range.
    >Inevitably all the players begin to min/max to keep up, and players stop having fun, two players stop playing and my brother stops, leaving me, Halfling, and his brother.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:46 No.17532082
    Why don't you stop acting like a bent over little bitch and tell him to fuck off?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:49 No.17532131
    It's quite possible he lives in one of the many places in America with next to no public transport, or public transport so inconvenient it's actually less time-consuming to walk the thirty or so miles.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:50 No.17532141
    Probably because they're friends for things other than Warhammer and it's not worth throwing that away because he sucks the fun out of pretend solider dice time?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:53 No.17532166
    >instead using Terminators and stating that it is a “conversion”

    I use Be'Lakor(s) as my Daemon prince(s) but that's just plain stupid.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:54 No.17532189
    Not everyone lives in a city. (although he did mention traffic being a problem)
    I grew up in a small town with friends living at opposite ends and in outskirts/middle of nowhere. Could easily take 30 minutes to an hour to get to some of their places.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:54 No.17532190
    >Watching final of 40k Tournament (I lost in semi finals)
    >Normal looking guy with Guard vs bloated neckbeard Dual Lash Prince Chaos
    >Long Story Short, it's a very close game, need to count VP
    >Store staff announce Guard player wins
    >The Neckbeard howls and i mean literally howls with rage, he then starts yelling and goes crimson claiming the store staff hate him, before beginning to sob and running out of the store with his carry case
    >Everyone else too stunned to move or say anything
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:55 No.17532197
    Someone shoot me if my group ever gets that far, that's horrifying.

    Only proxy I use is a Warboss -> SAG Big Mek. Although one of our guys does use index cards as Rhinos...
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:55 No.17532199

    I live in a big city, usually takes an hour and a half to get to D&D at some of my friends house. I do it because that's where the fucking D&D is.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:57 No.17532223
    So you're saying it's not worth throwing a friendship away when someone sucks the fun out of your (previously) enjoyable hobby? Maybe but from what OP has told us, it seems like he's a cunt. Forgive me if I'm not as experienced as you are in social situations but if someone is that difficult to get along with in a hobby that everyone else enjoys.

    Telling someone to fuck off isn't like OMG YOU'RE NOT MY FRIEND ANYMORE, if you aren't prepared to risk something like a friendship then obviously you're not that great friends to start with.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)17:59 No.17532252
    >Forgive me if I'm not as experienced as you are in social situations but if someone is that difficult to get along with in a hobby that everyone else enjoys.
    Addition: Then why should it matter that he's a friend? Consistently acting cuntish and infringing on everyone's funtime isn't exactly the way to go about being bestest friends.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:00 No.17532272
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    >whining about 30 minutes
    Holy fuck nigger, I had an hour long ride in transit to and from my college. Step your fucking game up, 30 minutes ain't shit.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:02 No.17532293
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    >I get the worst of it being Tau... while the Marines could simply take the TH/SS Termies and put up a fight, I have no way of defending against assault except for a Kroot Castle.
    >I finally cave and build a min/maxed static Tau list, and the game literally becomes just my shooting phase, since no one can effectively assault a proper Kroot Castle.
    >Game is no fun for me, Halfling pouts, other players frustrated. States that I am being a rules-lawyer and a min-maxer and ruining the game.
    >He does stupid shit like changing agreed upon rules (he once insisted his unit could hide in range of an objective in a castle that we all agreed at the beginning of the night was impassable terrain that could not be entered. Bitched that his entire plan revolved around doing so, and that it wasn't fair that we wouldn't let him, despite multiple times explaining this to him pre-game). I can tell some of the more infuriating stories if you'd like.
    >He switches off Chaos and builds a full Terminator list with Lysander.
    >I think he may be actually interested in fluff-based play, make a Techmarine list.
    >He keeps his shit up.
    >After the most infuriating game I have ever played, ever, I quit the group, citing increased prices and GW's idiotic customer policies as the reason, and entrust all my Tau shit to Halfling's brother, who wanted to try out Tau.
    >I feel like it is my fault, for bringing min/maxing into the group to begin with (when all I ever did was look up common tactics, battlereports, etc and apply what I learned.).
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:02 No.17532306
    I can openly admit that 10 years ago, this was me. Perhaps a little more blame fell on my friends for never learning the rules properly and relying on me learning then teaching them, but none the less I abused the fuck out of the assault rules with my Blood Angels. Christ's sakes, one of them played 2nd Edition Tyranids, and I still managed to carve him up in assault...
    When they wised up, I switched to an army reliant on the "Terminator Army" alternate rules mentioned briefly in the 3rd Edition book (elites as troops, some other minor changes to not-really-counterbalance), combined with a bunch of Baal predators, and raped the hell out of them with assault cannons and heavy bolters by the bucketload. Poor guys played 3rd Edition Guard, Tyranids and Eldar... and my codex came out before theirs... no wonder they stopped playing. Feels bad man.

    Still, I've had a decade of penance and now I'm collecting again to try and redeem myself.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:02 No.17532309
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    this never happened
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:04 No.17532326
    Yep. No sympathy for you, you're a little bitch.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:04 No.17532330
    Catching a cheater != bringing min-maxing into the group.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:06 No.17532344
    Quiet, you.

    OP, you gonna tell us that D&D story with him?
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:08 No.17532380
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    >I then made the mistake of inviting Halfling to a DnD group among friends.
    >After a similar story (I'll tell it if you want), he ruins a whole campaign for everyone, and is a total bitch in another.
    >I finally realize that the 40k clusterfuck wasn't me but instead was the viral fucking influence of Halfling.
    >I still have no idea how to confront this without him becoming a passive-aggressive little bitch and having to deal with him whenever I hang out with my friends.

    After I posted this I, was asked to talk about this experience.
    So I've begun writing up the DnD story, focusing more on the group and not just him.

    So our story begins....
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:12 No.17532414
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    >I'll start this off with this: I had no experience with DnD, or PnP at all before this group. I had played quest threads in /tg/ and heard stories, but never actually DM'd or played and actual game.
    >I get my group of friends to try out PnP, say I'll try my hand at pretty much anything.
    >Naturally we go with the one thing a group of college students all have in common; we grew up with Pokemon. So off to Dr. Mr. Stark's pokemon tabletop game.
    >I figured that this was supposed to play like the game (was very confused about why there were rules for Trainers using weapons like swords and staffs and bows), and gave them time to look at the rules, saying I would be running a standard “group adventure”, with them playing aspiring Trainers, collectors, etc.. Almost like the show.
    >The game was set 1 year after the events of GenI, in Kanto, with a lot of the plot-hooks revolving around the changes between GenI and GenII to the landscape and such, the League, all that jazz.
    >I guess I should introduce the party... which is difficult. I, being an idiot, allowed players to drop in and out at whim and thus had trouble keeping them all in place. I'll introduce all players who came in later at a later point, and start with the starting group.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:12 No.17532415
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    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:15 No.17532447
    I'm reaching the point where I have to write as I go.
    I'm breaking to write more as is.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:16 No.17532466
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    >First off we have a one-eyed player starting with a Growlithe, he was a psychic aiming towards empath who wanted to grow as a Trainer alongside his Pokemon... I'll call his player (and since his character uses the namesake) Jay.
    >A Martial Artist that had no clear defined goal besides travel and smoking. He ended up in Kanto out of sheer randomness, and had an Elekid. Due to a friendly joke and his character's backstory, this character will be referred to as The Mexican if need arises.
    >A quiet Psychic who we will call Brion, and who started with the worst possible choice of pokemon, a goddamn Abra. With only teleport, I wasn't sure how he would fight, but he really made up for his lack of pokemon related firepower with utility and little tricks.
    >A player who I will call Sir Grunt, a good guy who had lots of social anxiety and wanted to be in the military very, very badly. His character played like an anthromorphic Reddit; spamming memes for no reason whatsoever and starting Mudkip (give you three guesses why). I fully expected him to be our That Guy, and, in a way, he was. But he was DAMN glorious about it and the only one with character development.
    >Finally, Halfling. Fucking Halfling. He introduced his character as “the grandson of Gary Oak”... despite Green being still alive in the campaign, and despite me telling him that did not fit in the setting. He played an Ace trainer with a Squirtle, and wanted to beat every gym, the League, and become the very best.
    >> I. 01/13/12(Fri)18:17 No.17532484
    Halfing'd better abused the shit out of a genI amnesiac slowbro or I'm gonna have to clip his Munchkin card.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:20 No.17532527
    PnP Pokémon

    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:21 No.17532537
    He isn't a good munchkin; only got plague marines idea from 40kOnline.

    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:22 No.17532543
    >College students
    >Pokemon RPG

    No disrespect meant, but America is a weird place sometimes from my perspective.
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    Quite frankly, Squirtle is the best starter both mechanically and aesthetically. But that's beside the point. F5ing eagerly.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:23 No.17532565
    >2 hours from "Alright 15 mins guys"
    >One recap and barely 16 lines later.
    Why u do this?
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:26 No.17532613
    It totally is.

    It took me a while to decide how to handle the story.
    I've got a page and a halfish that you haven't seen yet, I'm just trying to go as I can.
    Sorry, I'm a slow writer.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:30 No.17532682
    Actually, Bulbasaur is the go to mechanically I think.
    Has no problems in the gyms, resisting most of them, brings a lot of utility, and a great movespread in the later games.

    I took Squirtle first anyways. Fucking badass cannon turtle.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:31 No.17532691
    >Our story begins in Viridian City, with the players meeting up with each other while leaving town towards Pallet, to bully an old man into, err, convince Oak to give them Pokedex's to start their journey.
    >The players head down, beat a challenge from Oak (my tutorial to Pokemon combat) and went on. To elaborate on the challenges, I had Oak explain the three types of combat in my game; Official (meaning gym battles and such, where it was Pokemon vs Pokemon, trainers could direct or use items only), Dojo (used by most Martial Artists, pokemon and trainers fought pokemon in trainers until and agreed outcome was decided, normally unconsciousness of trainer or pokemon) and Street (no rules, no limits). To me, this was an easy way of keeping people from gutting gym leaders but not breaking immersion on why they couldn't just Brass Knuckle a Rocket member.
    >Each player won their challenge, though Brion was most interesting... he kept baiting tackles, water guns, and such into lab equipment with Teleport until Oak gave up to save his office.
    >Sadly, I realized Brion would become a utility issue, as, instead of making them run into their first glimpse of Rockets on the way up from Pallet, he teleported them back to Viridian.
    >I attempted to circumvent this by leading them to explore the south of Viridian. I did this by placing the Old Man from the games, lying in the northern road, bitching about not having his coffee yet and telling them he would call the police if they crossed his yard. While Jay inquired with his wife, who said that it might be best to explore elsewhere for a time (best I could do on my first session), Sir Grunt solved the problem for the party....
    >By curbstomping the Old Man in the testicles and marching past, not giving a single fuck. The party followed after.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:33 No.17532708
    I have a guy in my store who always complains because I play grey knights (and have been doing so for 8 years, I have the battered copy of C:DH and the swarm of stormtrooper models to prove it!) He plays grey marines that change codex whenever I whip his ass with GKs.

    >"Oh, you beat my vanilla marines!"
    >Comes in next week using Blood Angels
    >"Oh, you beat my blood angels!"
    >Comes in next week using Space Wolves

    Shit's rather hilarious, because I've not even changed my list much since C:GK came out. Funny watching him try to work out which codex to use next while I slap his shit.

    I do miss slapping his shit with C:DH though. There was a definite charm to the fact that he couldn't even claim codex creep.

    Oh, and I don't bother teaching him because the dude is a dick. Constantly shitstirs among the group and we know everything that comes out of his mouth is bullshit.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:41 No.17532792
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    I should add at this point, that despite using the Dr. Mr. Stark rules, I added a FATE-esque Luck into the game. The idea is that Pokemon protagonists are retard lucky, and I wanted to keep the game sorta light-hearted. If players ran into a DO NOT WANT scenario, they could burn luck.

    >A fight through Viridian forest ended them in Pewter. Most of the trip was not memorable, save for the fact that they learned tier 2 moves (Abra got confusion, etc.) and Brion caused a lot of awesome through his fighting style of levitate everything teleport everything.
    >In Pewter, Halfling and Brion kicked the shit of Brock, with Jay narrowly losing. The Mexican couldn't get Brock to come at him, so skipped out of the gym, and Sir Grunt started his career as the worst trainer in existence by failing in two rounds due to critical hits and failures.
    The Mexican and Sir Grunt go south to look for Pokemon, see Rocket members. Most people from Kanto know about Rocket from the Saffron take over (common knowledge), so Sir Grunt wants to do something, but his Mudkip is injured and The Mexican has no idea what is going on.
    >Rocket members disappear into museum.
    >They go to check out the museum, and notice some shady activity, and sniff out that Rockets have been doing shit around here.
    >Decide the only right thing to do would be to break in and find out what is going on. The Mexican gets the party while Sir Grunt goes solo through some doors through to the labs, apparently he has a serious vendetta against them.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)18:50 No.17532917

    Although I don't encourage linear game play; they might have taken it easy on you due to it being your first GM'ing experience and all.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:50 No.17532919
    >Party breaks in through VENTS.
    >Sir Grunt uses fists and guile and Mudkip to knock out a Rocket and steal the uniform.
    >Manages to start taking down Rockets
    >Rest of the party sneaks around, quick attacking Rocket members into unconsciousness and cacooning them with string attacks.
    >Eventually, the party nearly knocks him out with a sneak attack Elekkid sneak attack, burns luck to halve the damage and stay up.
    >Party moves deeper underground, taking out Rockets.
    >Eventually reach a room with heaps upon heaps of dead Magikarp, and erratic, encrypted notes. Anything not encrypted mentions that the research has caused a lot of the subjects to die from heart attacks, try to kill everything in sight, or otherwise die violent deaths.
    >The Mexican stumbles on and egg that is a solid dark blue with black stripes. Decides that, all things considered, he'd take it with him.
    >Finally get to the middle of the base, where they note a whole group of Rockets driving off. A panel on the wall is counting down.
    >Party rushes out in time to see the museum engulfed in flames.
    >Leaves the scene of the crime.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:52 No.17532948
    Yeah, you'd think.
    Not that I can blame them, they knew no better.

    And they ended up meeting up with that group of Rockets later on anyways... though they couldn't stop them from raiding a pond full of Magikarps.
    The same Magikarps, in fact...
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    no offense op, but your shit stank of tl;dr

    it was a struggle to read the first story, get to the point man

    >mfw dipshits don't read and agree upon rules with integrity.
    fuck that guy
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)18:58 No.17533009
    I would agree.
    In fact, most boards I would just do the above.
    But /tg/ loves storytime, and I want to give the background.
    With the current story, I really want to build up the feel of the campaign, so you know how bad it was for the group when it turned sour.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:03 No.17533048
    >The party goes through Mount Moon... well, part of the party, sort of. Brion and Sir Grunt's players were absent, so it was implied by Brion and Sir Grunt that they hiked up it.
    >Met up with the newest player's character in the mountain.
    >Character was another Ace Trainer, who had a penchant for hunting down strong pokemon, not letting them escape... period. He used a Dratini, who was an absolute monster early on, and was chasing an Onix throughout the mountain. Said Onix was a significantly high level for the party, and this character (I'll call him Mr. Badass) was chasing the fucker down himself, while being apparently outgunned.
    >They chase around the Onix in the cave, and Mr. Badass catches the fucker.
    >Rest of the trip involved getting hunted by an angry Golbat.
    >Cerulean city passes on uneventfully, save for making Halfling rage on Nugget Bridge... relatively easy fights with annoying tactics.
    >Around this time, The Mexican's egg hatched into a Riolu.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:04 No.17533065
    >No disrespect meant, but America is a weird place sometimes from my perspective.

    You're not alone in that. PnP Pokémon by Collagestudents.. Yeah, no, not here and Sweden be the most gamer friendly place in the world.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:07 No.17533097
    Ah. I see.
    To clarify, the group was rather excited about 5th gen coming out, and we all grew up with it.
    Was the natural step.
    Was easier than making them learn a whole new setting.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:09 No.17533114
    Eh, I prefer long storytimes more than quick greentexts, just as long as there's a decent payoff at the end.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:12 No.17533151
    Pokemon was something it seemed like few would admit to liking in highschool or later. I remember senior year of high school we had this off campus campus (don't really know how else to describe it) where we'd go half the day for classes that had anything to do with computers - keyboarding excluded. On our bus there a friend brought a game boy and played pokemon red. For a second it was "18 and playing pokemon?" and he responded fuck yeah pokemon was awesome. The rest of the year all the guys talked about it like any other game. Never knew anybody though who went further than the first generation. Personally I lost interest after the second. Fire Red bugged me just because of the new pokemon.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:14 No.17533168
    Like I said, no disrespect meant, no badwrongfun implied. In Poland the Pokemon fad was strictly limited to the pre-teen/early teen kids, hence my astonishment.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:16 No.17533192
    I'm >>17533151 and in my experience it is a guilty pleasure/nostalgia thing. Like I said I've never met anyone who went past generations 1 or 2 who wasn't a kid, not to say that it'd be wrong or nothing.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:20 No.17533226
    There are places in America that has no public transport? I thought you guys were first world bro?
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:22 No.17533239
    No disrespect taken.
    I can understand how that might be a weird step to some people. My group of friends happened to really like Pokemon.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:25 No.17533271
    Unfortunately many people have it in their heads that public transportation = poor. Luckily I live in a county with good public transportation. The rest of my family live just south of Indianapolis and I just found out that they don't have any. I was shocked.

    But at the same time realize what the US is. It's huge and is full of open areas. Lots of time public transportation would just be unfeasible. Just south of a major city though seems odd.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:26 No.17533284
    >Buses in small rural towns.
    >Taxi's in towns in the mid west
    >says america isn't first world because NO ONE CAN TRAVEL ANYWHERE ON PUBLIC TRANSPORT.

    That's stoopid.
    You stoopid, pal.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:27 No.17533292
    >First world
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:30 No.17533325
    >Vermillion had Jay fighting Surge, who I played up to be a badass and kind of a dick. He constantly talked down to the characters, didn't lose easily, and gave zero fucks about everything. Jay won narrowly, with type advantage against a Magnamite.
    >The party also investigated a burnt out lighthouse.. which happened to nest Moltres. Much Luck was burned, and they barely escaped, with Mr. Badass holding it off, and then spiderman-ing down the collapsing lighthouse with a Kakuna.
    >Later, Halfling went full retard and shanked someone who he expected to be a Rocket member. No trial, straight to jail, and the players only got him out due to luck and because Surge put in a good word (wanting to fight him). It was at this point made canon that Gym Leaders are above the law.
    >When Halfling fought him, he beat him pretty soundly,
    >Rest of the party couldn't handle him, Sir Grunt failing spectacularly once again.
    >Surge and Party later take down a Rocket base, introducing the first BBEG who was leagues above them and fought Surge to a standstill in a collapsing Rocket base. Surge wasn't seen again.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:31 No.17533341
    Southern California has incredibly shitty public transport.

    High school kids can't afford taxis no matter where they live anyway.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:39 No.17533439
    >Sir Reginald Percy Burkehart the Fifth, as I will call him, joined the party soon after this, a Ranger trying to out Rocket corruption in Kanto.
    >He was a pretty cool guy, roleplayed real well, was a total bro to the party.
    >As they passed by Saffron, Jay had a run in with a young woman (the Copycat) who decided to tag along with him. She copied literally action he took, annoying him to all hell, and her team of six dittos made her even more of a pain.
    >The party progressed a while, fighting Rockets in Lavender, dealing with ghosts, and other such nonsense. They had a few unfortunate run-ins with the BBEG, but nothing they couldn't get out of.
    >Cerulean city gym was nearly leveled when Halfling and Mr. Badass fought Erika's tag team. Having a Snorlax smash a pokemon through the side of a building will do that.
    >Lavender town had an interesting setup for the gym, forcing them to navigate deathtraps as a tag team to actually meet the leader, who didn't bat an eye at their injuries. Jay and the Copycat split up here, her opening up a badge case, putting her final badge in, and heading off to the Pokemon League without a word, and at the time I though he seemed sad.
    >Halfling and Mr. Badass beat the gym, barely coming out alive from some of the traps.
    >The Mexican and Sir Grunt failed miserably. Afterwards, in the only show of character development in the whole campaign, Sir Grunt sat down with his Marshtomp and apologized to it, for letting it down time after time. He resolved to do better, for both of their sakes, and I'll be damned if he didn't improve.
    >Then we reached Saffron in earnest.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:50 No.17533545
    >By Saffron, Reginald had left the party, as had the Mexican and Brion, all due to personal problems. Such is life.
    >The Gym Leader wasn't home, and so they were led, one by one, through the biggest clusterfuck they have ever experienced. The Gym played with them, having them fight impossible fights and was set to take advantage of their weaknesses.
    >Halfling got caught in a forest of 50-foot tall angry Exeggutor, Mr. Badass had to deal with being stuck in an empty, endless library, Jay had to deal with his fear of Scythers and his memory of losing his eye to one, and Sir Grunt, a good roleplayer always, had a mental breakdown after thinking he lost his Mudkip, causing himself to literally piece his life back together in an elaborate puzzle.
    >They all left there a little rattled, but badge in hand and with new feat-esque abilities that helped combat their weaknesses. Sir Grunt got a reroll once per encounter on attacks, a way to counteract his bad luck and show how he was improving as a trainer.
    >Saffron also had the most interesting side-plot, with Mr. Badass and Halfling focusing on getting Silph help on taking down the Rockets, while Jay and Sir Grunt fought the Dojo master, something I really wished the Mexican was there for.
    >After Saffron, the Rocket threat was all but wiped up in mainland Kanto.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:53 No.17533575
    >It was here I made the biggest mistake in my Dming career. I will always look back at this with a mix of guilt, distrust, and rage.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:53 No.17533582
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)19:56 No.17533618
    >I was not going to be able to DM the following weekend, had things to do. Halfing asked if he could try his hand at DMing.
    >After sitting down with him, making sure he had an outline of my plans on Cinnabar, and instructing him to do a short session on the trip to Cinnabar, and gave him some appropriate plot hooks.
    >I then went home to deal with a family crisis, fully trusting my friend to handle it well.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:58 No.17533636
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    Shit just got real
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:58 No.17533637
    >Letting Halfling DM
    >Letting Halfling DM
    >Letting Halfling DM
    >Letting Halfling DM
    >Letting Halfling DM
    >Letting Halfling DM
    >Letting Halfling DM

    This isn't going to end well.
    If there's going to be a train wreck here's hoping for the most awkward and painful one possible.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:58 No.17533643

    So was this after you realised he was a total dick when it came to tabletop (i.e. 40k)?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)19:59 No.17533653
    Damn it, man, I've got sleep to be getting, it's already one in the morning!
    >> I. 01/13/12(Fri)20:00 No.17533665
    Fin-fucking-anally. Wait, that came out wrong.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:01 No.17533674
    I just made a girl I had over go to bed alone so I can read the end of this.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:02 No.17533679
    Maybe in soviet Europe it is.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:03 No.17533690
    This would be the time I realized, fully and truly, that he was That Guy. It took a while to connect the dots to 40k.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:03 No.17533691
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:06 No.17533729
    Go to her.
    It will be here in the morning.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:07 No.17533743
    Oi! Get back to writing the stories! Less compassion, more writing!
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:08 No.17533752

    She'll enjoy that more if I make her wait, I'll enjoy this more if you don't make me wait.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:10 No.17533783
    >I came back to.... it could only be described as a goddamn mess.
    >Halfling had ignored my suggested hooks, and darkened the campaign insanely.
    >The party had split their efforts to go to Cinnabar, with Mr. Badass, and Sir Grunt taking a small ferry.
    >On the High Seas, with no escape route present, the ran into a Team Rocket BATTLESHIP. A Battleship.
    >Desperately fending off what is now Team Rocket Pirates, Halfling's character is “captured”, despite others on board dying.
    >Sir Grunt and Mr. Badass then had to fend off FIVE WAILORDS, on a sinking ship, as the Rockets made off to Cinnabar after capturing a single person and killing the vast majority of the crew.
    >Each of them lost a pokemon.
    >They managed to limp to the island on an injured Marshtomp, and they made a daring rescue mission of Halfling's character. Into the Rocket's underwater base. Underwater.
    >Sir Grunt held off the BBEG so Mr. Badass could free Halfing (who was fine, by the way). Sir Grunt lost the remainder of his Luck points that day, and would have lost his Marshtomp if Mr. Badass hadn't said “Fuck it” and had Onix dig through the hull as a last ditch escape.
    >Session ended on them arriving on Cinnabar for them.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:10 No.17533784
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    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:11 No.17533792
    >Not picking Charmander based purely on how cute it looks and never letting it evolve.
    I do not regret my playing methods as a child one bit.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:13 No.17533823
    >It turns out that Halfling's character and the rescue party only survived because Arceus helped them ashore, and then went and finished off the Rocket base. That's right, fucking Arceus, had a personal vendetta against the Rockets. Great job there.
    >Notice how I have yet to mention Jay yet?
    >Poor Jay.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:15 No.17533845
    f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5f5 I MUST KNOW
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:17 No.17533873
    >Jay, having finally trained up his Pidgeot, had flown to his mother's house. He had been sending his weaker pokemon there, where they were out of harms way. He dropped off a few, and left the house with only Pidgeot and his Arcanine, off to Cinnabar.
    >On his way there, the tranquil air had turned to a blizzard, and he could catch something fleeting through his vision every once in a while.
    >After being repelled from his route by a blizzard, a lightning storm, and quite literally invisible walls, Jay found himself facing a small, pink pokemon, the pokemon he had spent his life looking for after a childhood sighting. Mew.
    >> I. 01/13/12(Fri)20:20 No.17533917
    >On the High Seas, with no escape route present, the ran into a Team Rocket BATTLESHIP. A Battleship.
    They could get away with mechas in the anime, why not this? mite b fun sneaking in.
    >Desperately fending off what is now Team Rocket Pirates, Halfling's character is “captured”, despite others on board dying.
    lemme guess, he's going to come back as either an enhanced cyborg or their new leader. I'd have captured them all, breaking sequence is go.
    >Sir Grunt held off the BBEG so Mr. Badass could free Halfing (who was fine, by the way). Sir Grunt lost the remainder of his Luck points that day, and would have lost his Marshtomp if Mr. Badass hadn't said “Fuck it” and had Onix dig through the hull as a last ditch escape.
    All things considered, that didn't go that bad. Well, except for the pokeman murder and all. If I were one of the surviving players, I'd give it another go. I'd expect some free pokemons my way to make up for the loses though.

    His biggest blunder was to kill the other guys, but it's combat and "if you die, you die". And not killing off his own guy.

    Still, this is understandable as a fluke. Was this the last straw, or does his legacy of darkness have a flaming epic monument, forever giving the bird to DMs and players alike?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:22 No.17533943
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    >Halfing had to bring in the Pokemon equivalent of God- FUCKING GOD- to prevent a TPK, which he caused by NOT FOLLOWING YOUR GODDAMN DIRECTIONS, AT ALL, by way of a fucking campaign-finale-scale encounter out of NOWHERE, and HURR GRIMDERP'ing up EVERYTHING. And killed a PC horribly in soon-to-be-described circumstances involving his childhood dream being fulfilled.



    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:25 No.17533981
    While the above were out of nowhere, incredibly dangerous scenes, that were not expected to be solved without player death, and involved bringing a god into the game with a random vendetta against the Rockets, what he did to Jay was the final straw.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:25 No.17533993
    F muthafucking 5
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:28 No.17534035
    >He had recounted the events to me clearly.
    >”Go back”, it said.
    >”You have to go back” It spoke.
    >Jay attempted to soldier on, but it kept placing obstacles in his way. He spent the majority of the session simply attempting to fly to Cinnabar, as the others fought through the base,
    >It blocked his path in more and more lethal ways, invisible walls and inclement weather becoming malicious tornados and direct strikes of lightning aimed towards him.
    >By this time Jay, a established psychic at the time, had sensed his friend's distress on a relatively high check. He would not be stopped.
    >Eventually, Mew delivered in ultimatum.
    >”I will not delay you any longer, but I must tell you that you will face consequences if you continue”
    >Jay forged ahead, and the skies cleared. He reached soon before the party, and was the one who witnessed Arceus dragging them ashore.
    >His phone rang
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:30 No.17534045

    Oh God. I can see where this is going to end.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:30 No.17534049
    Too much suspense is a bad thing, yo.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:30 No.17534056
    His mother's dead, raped or murder-raped by Arceus.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:31 No.17534070

    Oh shit. Mew, the good protector of mankind is about to wreck something.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:31 No.17534071
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    >Mew murders his entire family, blood and extended alike
    >Despite being a benevolent yet mischevous spirit that generally stays out of the way of everyone, and occasionally helps or simply appears before the protagonists

    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:32 No.17534082
    I am now mashing F5.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:32 No.17534089
    Have you people never been out in the country? It doesn't make sense to have a ton of public transportation when only 10 people are using it. There are simply too many people that own cars to make bus lines or rail economically feasible.
    >> I. 01/13/12(Fri)20:33 No.17534095
    Not really. It helps build a storyline.

    But the suspense that comes from killing characters/pets? a cheap source, that risks falling into "so dark and edgy" territory. It can be done tastefully. But not like this.

    Still, F5.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:33 No.17534099
    ITT he isn't gonna post what happens next, and troll us all.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:35 No.17534114
    >Upon hearing the news, he immediately rushed back to his home, a small cottage just shy of Viridian Forest.
    >His house had been reduced to ashes, chunks of his pokemon scattered in all directions.
    >A gasping breath brought him to the collapsed house, where his mother was pinned and bleeding.
    >As she died in his arms, he saw a quick motion out of the corner of his eye.
    >Jay found himself facing a small, pink pokemon, the pokemon he had spent his life looking for after a childhood sighting. Mew.
    >It smiled, and left him there.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:35 No.17534122
    Called it!
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:36 No.17534129
    Good job owning the OP.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:36 No.17534141
    +12 points for the calling
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:37 No.17534146
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:37 No.17534153
    Is why too much suspense can be a bad thing. OP was beaten to the punch because he dragged out his story.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:38 No.17534158

    Nigger WHAT?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:38 No.17534163
    Retcon the entire session
    Also, did I spell retcon right?
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:39 No.17534167
    I agree, I milked it too much.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:39 No.17534171
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    Alright. Who's up for tracking down Halfling and hunting him like the animal he is?

    He, the greatest game of all, THE NECKBEARD.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:39 No.17534177
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    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:40 No.17534187

    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:41 No.17534193
    >If these were not reasons enough to hate Halfling, when confronted about the mess he made, he was unable to comprehend how it was a bad thing.
    >The campaign got put on hiatus... A retcon would feel hollow, a reminder of things lost, yet continuing the story was impossible.
    >I only recently ended the campaign, with an ever-so-slight retcon involving the death of Jay's mother... it had been Rocket members in my retcon, and Mew had arrived too late, attempting to turn him back to save her, but unable to fully communicate anything but the vaguest responses.
    >Without a BBEG, my storyline ruined, and gods already introduced, ending the campaign wasn't easy...
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:42 No.17534209
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    You've got to be fucking kidding me

    next game
    >And then everyone woke up from their faggot induced nightmares
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:42 No.17534211
    Too anti-climactic. You didn't punch the fucktard. I'm out.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:43 No.17534218
    I punched him where it hurt most, Anon.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:44 No.17534231
    Better of been his pride, or his testicles.
    >> The Changeling !mX0wRWF/A2 01/13/12(Fri)20:44 No.17534232
    The nuts.

    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:44 No.17534233
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    His mangina?
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:46 No.17534253
    >The final session was a whirl of insanity.
    >In an attempt at creating the ultimate pokemon from a digital program, the Cinnabar labs went too far, and corrupted it on transfer to reality.
    >It ate... everything. Absolutely everything.
    >Any attempts at trying to fight it only enlarged its chittering mass.
    >Halfling wanted grimdark... and I gave him grimdark. His Primape fell to Missingno as it devoured the island, unstoppable and insatiable.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:46 No.17534262
    You punched him in the Primeape???
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:47 No.17534270
    he punched him in the soul...
    >> I. 01/13/12(Fri)20:48 No.17534277
    and then it became inferior digimons, right?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:48 No.17534280
    it kinda defeats my definition of greentext highlighting pointform then.

    i thought that was how the meme worked
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:49 No.17534293
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)20:53 No.17534331
    >One by one, every weapon brought to bear against it failed.
    >It was content to stay on the island for a while, but then it began to devour the ocean, slowly growing.
    >With Oak and Giovanni's urgings, the hunted down Mewtwo. Four on One, armed with Masterballs, the fight was one-sided.
    >The party did not stand a chance.
    >If not for Mr. Badass mentioning Giovanni aloud, they would have all perished there.
    >Mr. Badass managed to strike a deal with Mewtwo... his assistance for Giovanni's head.
    >With that, they returned to the island and made their final stand.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)20:55 No.17534360
    More pl0x
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:00 No.17534431

    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)21:01 No.17534434
    >I had earlier ruled that I would be removing a good number of Halfling's luck points to account for his survival in the Rocket base, and a god helping him. After the fight with Mewtwo, none remained.
    >Unfortunately for Halfling, his brute force manner of fighting caused him to take a good amount of damage throughout the battle. His Snorlax fell to the cloud of corruption.
    >Nearly immune to attacks, only damageable by fire, they did the only thing they could think of.
    >With titanic effort, Mewtwo caused the Volcano on Cinnabar to erupt, and the spewing magma and suffocating cloud was enough to bury the creature forever.
    >Not before Blastoise fainted, and was consumed.
    >I should point out that other players did not get out unscathed as well, with Mr. Badass's Onix and Sir Grunt's Vileplume falling to the eldritch mass.
    >With the final blow struck, and the magma hardening, the epilogue begun.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:07 No.17534527
    I've lost interest now
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:08 No.17534541
    I still have interest.

    Continue, OP, by all means.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)21:09 No.17534549
    >Giovanni spent the rest of his life living in a cave, Mewtwo deeming this a fitting punishment for him. Leaving was impossible, living with only food stores and a small radio.
    >Mr. Badass traveled the world, in search of stronger tests for himself. He was known throughout the regions as a legend.
    >Halfling tried for the Pokemon League, but was bested by Sir Grunt in the semi-finals, never reaching his dream. Halfling became the Viridian Gym Leader, and had to train a whole new team for the job.
    >Sir Grunt became Pokemon League Champion, and then set off to travel with Mr. Badass.
    >Jay settled down, marrying the Copycat and rebuilding his home. He opened up a small daycare, and lived a life of quiet happiness.

    >After a brief, private discussion with Mr. Badass and Sir Grunt, and a perfect capture roll, on more note was added.
    >The two had managed to catch something truly remarkable. A legendary beyond legendary, and which negotiated its release for a price.
    >They had captured Jiraichi, and they had one Wish.
    >Jay would see his mother again.

    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:10 No.17534558
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    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:11 No.17534564
    >>Halfling tried for the Pokemon League, but was bested by Sir Grunt in the semi-finals
    As it should be.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:11 No.17534567
    >but not his other Pokemon that were blown apart.

    Downer ending.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:12 No.17534579
    SO what happened with Halfling then??
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:12 No.17534588
    Never got his dream
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:14 No.17534605

    Fuck him, that's what happened
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:14 No.17534606
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    That was fan-fucking-tastic, OP.

    Punch Halfing in the balls for me, by the way.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:14 No.17534610
    So wait...
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:14 No.17534611
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    The barbarian of approval looks in your direction.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:15 No.17534618
    >>High school

    There's your problem. Every high school kid I have ever played tabletop wargames against has either attempted to bend the rules to their advantage, had genuine trouble learning the rules due to being too fucking ADD to sit down and read a book, or had emotional problems which caused them to rage and/or sulk whenever they lost.

    Now in shall come the high school kids claiming that they're mature and not all teenagers are like that and blah, blah. I realize that this may be true; I accept that there are surely exceptions. But the fact that I've never, after playing wargames for ten years now in stores oft frequented by teenagers, met one of these exceptional, mature dudes who could just play a game with rules like a goddamn adult and have fun with it, suggests that it's safe to say wargames are for grownups. You're in high school: Go get drunk, smoke weed, fuck around, and try to get laid. It doesn't require much of an attention span and will satisfy your hormone-induced cravings for drama and shit.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)21:19 No.17534666
    I did play one last game with him after that, after a long hiatus of not playing with him.
    He griped that 4th Edition DnD was too easy and that there was no danger....
    Literally a third of the party had died in the first dungeon.

    This. Even I wasn't mature enough in highschool... look at how I reacted, haha.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:25 No.17534737

    Here. Was totally worth it. Cheers OP.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)21:28 No.17534774
    Enjoy your night man.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:34 No.17534840
    Sorry, but the way you talk about him...

    Who the fuck is Halfling?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:37 No.17534874
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    Fucking. Glorious.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:37 No.17534876
    Are you still friends with him?
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:38 No.17534886
    I'm having trouble reading this thread, it's jumping around too much.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:38 No.17534889
    Halfway through

    Boner is knee high
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)21:45 No.17534966

    Hard to say. I guess I still consider him a friend, but I don't put a lot of stock into that word.
    I no longer really admire him anymore, and I don't really trust him.
    So despite hanging out with him a lot in High School he really has become a friend of a friend.
    If that answers your question.

    I still see him, I don't actively do much with him.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:51 No.17535015
    >Giygas Missingno
    You sir, are fucking brilliant.
    I could not possibly think of a greater final boss in a Pokemon game.
    >> Halfling's friend 01/13/12(Fri)21:53 No.17535042
    I wanted to find something that would hurt the very fabric of his being.
    I chose something he couldn't fight normally.

    He didn't adapt to it... honestly, if he did, it wouldn't have been such a bad end for him... but no, Snorlax body-slamming the thing that ate through steel is a great idea.
    He should be glad I didn't call it instant death there.
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)21:56 No.17535063
    can i please get a cap of this pokemon story
    >> Anonymous 01/13/12(Fri)22:33 No.17535403
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    >In Poland the Pokemon fad was strictly limited to the pre-teen/early teen kids, hence my astonishment.
    I was in 4th grade when Pokemon hit the US. It's been about 15 years since then. I had a friend call me up while I was in college on the verge of a breakdown because he had just rewatched the first few episodes of the TV series with his son on his lap. Pokemon is old shit brah.

    >There are places in America that has no public transport? I thought you guys were first world bro?
    I live in a town with ~2200 people and minimum 7 acre lot zoning. There is no purpose to government run transportation, though you can call a bus or taxi company if you really need a ride.
    >> Anonymous 01/14/12(Sat)04:09 No.17538365

    >that tag list
    >> Anonymous 01/14/12(Sat)05:46 No.17538770
    Though, I might have taken an "It was all a nightmare made by dickish Haunters" route and retconned the shit out of Halfie's stuff.

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