The local 40K scene at my FLGS is pretty fun as a rule. Most of the players enjoy playing, have a nice time with each other, and have good personalities.There's quite a bit of good natured joking and teasing with each other on things such as army selection (Tau suck) and rolling ability (several guys have hilarious reputations). It's not all "fun & games"; there are a couple of serious players that while very fun to play against are pretty interested in winning.
In an effort to showcase this "little engine that could" (the community stuck it out through the world's tiniest store, an ownership change and a move), I decided to see about getting one of our guys to do a blog about 40K and the league. He very graciously agreed, and has put up the first couple of entries. At the moment, he's doing a "beatdown" and a "meltdown" of the week, and may expand out as he gets his feet under him.
The current league is a team escalation deal, with random partners. 1st week's scenario was kind of a "relay" where each partner had to control an objective one after the other, and 2nd week was a "guard duty" sort of deal.
Here are FunDave's write ups of the weeks' best (and worst) moments.
http://www.armored-gopher.com/node/1542
and
http://www.armored-gopher.com/node/1543
What FunDave missed for week 2 was not a beatdown or a meltdown, as much as a hilarious moment. Our League organizer was playing a private game in the back. LO was playing Nids against a well respected player running Orks. I overheard some of the game, and pretty much every other roll was "crap, I missed" or "crap, I missed that save". League games had finished and several players were milling around, hanging out and some were offering peanut gallery comments on the Nids/Orks conflict. One player, Jake, had rolled pretty terrible all night and was getting razzed about it. From the back, the Nids player and the Orks player said - in unison- "Come back here and watch us, Jake. You'll feel better".
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