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Big Game Hunter 3

Posted February 4th, 2012 at 02:35 PM by Sylvano the Wasabus
One of the hardest parts of being nerdy (besides the uncomfortable pants) and liking games is finding someone else to play said games with. Iíve tried over the years to find folks who like the strange blend of games I prefer but itís been rather difficult. Iím too weird, even to gamers....

A couple years ago, when I still had steady employment, I was required to take a trip to another city for work. Excellent, I thought, and began researching that cityís game stores and groups. I contacted a group of fellows who LARPed and played board and miniature games, and they emailed me back. We arranged to meet in a field.

That should have been my first clue, right? Who meets strangers in a field?

The work thing I was there for turned out to be chokingly boring and gut-wrenchingly morale destroying (can you tell how much I liked my job?) so I was rather excited and happy when it came time to find the field and meet the fellows who wanted to play games with me.

I found the location on the internet and started driving. Now it wasnít in a remote field by an abandoned rural motel or anything like that. It was sort of a big undeveloped part in a large suburb area. A future development, as it were.

Of course I was nervous. I am incredibly shy and even contacting these folks by email was out of character for me. So I just did a drive by, to check things out. Pulled over at the side of the road were three cars, and in the field next was a small group of people sitting, waiting. They even had a picnic blanket. I turned the car around, drove back and pulled over too.

I tried hard to put on my best friendly face and walked up. There were six of them. Five large fellows and one extremely skinny one. I usually note details such as that so I can identify people because Iím terrible with names. Oh wait, one of the large fellows was actually a female. I told them a fake name and shook hands.

Yes, I know, how chicken am I?Ė using a fake name! But I really am that shy. If I have to meet other people it helps me sometimes if they donít know my real name. Iím hiding in plain view.

I was surprised to see they were nervous. I guess it was a risk for them too, to meet a stranger. I was still nervous about the field though. Why a field? Couldnít we just have played some games at the library?

It was terrifically hot and humid. We spent much time sitting in the shadow of these two small trees and they talked about games that I have never heard of. They have never heard of Heroscape! They mostly play Warhammer and something else that I can no longer remember the name of. Perhaps this is where I first began to realize that I donít fit even with nerds or gamers or whatever label you want to dream up.

Iím not a fan of heat. Itís an odd thing that runs in my family- some of the males have a lower body temperature by a couple of degrees. Really, with billions of people on the planet itís impossible that everyoneís should be exactly the same. You wouldnít think a couple degrees makes a difference but it really does. Iím seldom cold. But I donít take the heat well. And lying in some dry brown weeds in a field in the heat wasnít really working for me. I asked about their LARPing.

Reluctantly, it seemed, they got their weapons out of their cars. Like my LARP group, these folks didnít play with magic and character- just combat. But their weapons all had weight requirements- minimum weight requirements. They were heavy and they hit hard. They generally fought in a tiny area, unlike my LARPers, many of whom are cross country runners.

They thought I fought funny. I kept forgetting that they didnít allow head shots and kept striking at their exposed heads. I kept protecting my head and theyíd hit me in the body with their heavy weapons.

They had a kicking boy- one fellow they all picked on, and when he went down they all turned on him and beat him ďgood naturedlyĒ with their weapons. Heíd hurt his leg, and now he had a bloody nose. I failed to see the fun.

We only fought for about fifteen minutes- it was hot and they were larger folks, except for the skinny guy. A lot of sweat was happening. The kicking boy went to get pop and chips for everyone. We sat in the meager shade and they talked of things I knew nothing of. The pop and chips arrived and they ate. Apparently that was all that was to happen for the entire afternoon.

Have you ever heard of Melpomenus Jones? He was a fellow who visited some acquaintances and was too shy to take his leave. He stayed for weeks, lost his mind and died there. I have a mild case of Melpomenia and have a hard time leaving as well. How long did I spend in that hot field, eventually out of water, too shy to take my leave? Perhaps three hours? Maybe four?

I guess part of being a hunter is that sometimes you find game and sometimes you do not. They say lions, tigers and leopards have a success rate of 20% max. Cheetahs succeed 50% apparently but Iím not very fast. I think of this hunt as a fail- it was more like hanging around the watering hole waiting for something to happen. But it is better to hunt and lose then to never hunt at all....
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ZBeeblebrox's Avatar
Another interesting story, Sylvano.
Posted February 4th, 2012 at 02:51 PM by ZBeeblebrox ZBeeblebrox is offline
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Shockma Ranyk's Avatar
Huh.
Posted February 6th, 2012 at 08:26 PM by Shockma Ranyk Shockma Ranyk is offline
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chas's Avatar
Maybe the search for soul mates is also the story of adjusting to each other's peculiarities. But you have the right to decide when their time is up in your life...
Posted February 7th, 2012 at 11:24 PM by chas chas is offline
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sir william the bold's Avatar
You know you might want to try warhammer, 40k or fantasy, I think you might enjoy them, the only problem I have with them is you cant blend armys. Anyway, good luck in your hunt!
Posted February 8th, 2012 at 07:03 PM by sir william the bold sir william the bold is offline
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Gladitor's Avatar
That "One Skinny One" is probably what I look like whenever I go to events like this. Oh well, interesting story as usual Sylvano.
Posted February 16th, 2012 at 05:12 PM by Gladitor Gladitor is offline
 
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