The question refers to a joke I made in my article over on Blood of Kittens titled Strictly Plasticard. If you haven't read it, take a few minutes and give it a once over. Moving on though, the punchline was, "... in high school the answer was a cool car, a hot girlfriend, and way too much sex."
But this last week I've had some experiences that prompt a variation on a theme. Today, let's ask What Does That Game Have That 40K Doesn't?
Let's start with the mother of all dead games, Confrontation.
I've posted recently about how much I hated playing this game in the past but that recent experiences have changed my mind... but what is that specifically?
Let's take a statement made by the Master Manipulator (every store needs one)... and keep in mind when analyzing anything said by this man that it could be a subtle meme, a word virus of sorts designed to change your mind, pointing it toward a worldview more palatable to the powers that be. Namely, him.
He said that most of his top 10 gaming experiences have come from this game. I had one of these moments a few nights ago, so now I get what he means.
The system has a rule called the 'exceptional wound' where if you roll a double to damage (as any roll to wound is made on 2d6) you automatically, with no save possible by your opponent, do him a dirty. A double 3 is a light wound, a double 5 is a critical wound... you see where this is going? A double 6 is DEATH.
I took my Acheron army over to Little Barrera's house on Tuesday and played a game against his Mid-Nor. That's a faction of evil Dwarves who keep their essence in a separate puppet for protection; imagine a runty little dude with a teddy bear, but its an EVIL teddy bear - how cool is that?
Anyway, our forces lined up. Across the field of battle I could see what looked at first glance like a tower, and mounted upon that was a cannon wielded by shadowy shapes. Then the tower moved, thudding inexorably toward my line.
I set my Heavy Centaur on a path to charge the model, hoping to soften it up for Cerberus, but I underestimated how far this thing could charge and so on turn 1 this monstrosity is all over me like a WAAC-Playa' on a baby seal!
He hit me, knocking off dusty bits of bone and archaic armor, and I swung back, with huge negatives on my wound roll due to his massive resilience...
BOX CARS BABY!
The dice roll 6 and 6, and instantly me, Little Barrera, Farseer Tim, and the Master Manipulator (every store needs one) go berserk laughing and jeering.
I had my moment.
(to be continued)
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