Well I jumped into my first gaming tournament
since…well….maybe nine years prior at Adepticon.
I have to say….I did not miss the tournament scene.
Alright so the Paradise Lost Narrative and fun/friendly Dust
1947 Tournament Saturday at Adepticon will more than likely be the last of that
tournament which I’ll participate.
Why?
Well it was anything but “friendly.” There were several guys
with list crushing armies and I had the pleasure of playing one of them in my
second game.
My first game I had to play a kid, maybe 12 years old. Ugh.
I don’t hate kids, but I damn sure didn’t want to play in a tournament against
one. Why? It is a lose/lose scenario. If I beat the kid…then hooray I beat a kid. If I lost…then I’m a goon for losing to a kid. It was lose/lose and karma would remind me of that in my second game.
As the game played out I systematically dismantled his army, and I felt horrible
doing it. I wasn’t trying to table this kid. I was playing the scenario and he
wasn’t. I even reminded him a couple times that he needed to grab the objectives. I tried to help him, yet he was trying to wipe my army and doing a poor job of it. I outnumbered
him roughly 3-1. He came at my zombies hard and was torn apart by numbers. Soon, I had achieved my objectives and had nothing left to do but finish his last
three units and deny him his objectives. I left this child with only two smoking wrecked vehicles on the
board. Hooray for me! I wiped the floor with a kid (insert thumbs down with a wet fart noise).
Onto game two and three where Karma proves to be a bitch goddess...giving with one hand and taking with the other.












