Gamers everywhere

[Pyrog33k]

Got to love some random person seeing the stickers on your car while he is working on it and asking if i play games online...then goes into having a 30min conversaion about how all he does is work on cars at work and plays games all night long with friends he knows...Though all he plays is WOW. *shrugs* Still cool to get to know people of the gaming world.

[Sephiroth]

Ha, I got one better than that. This happened on the way to your old appartment (I told you this one before, the night it happened, if you remember). So I'm driving to Pyro's for a night of drinking, gaming and general fun, when a cop pulls me over right around the corner from Pyro's appartment (and by that I mean I could have hit his place with a rock from where I was). I was high when he pulled me over, so needless to say I was a little nervous. The cop says he pulled me over for failure to use a signal during a lane change and asks for the usual, I show him the goods (license, registration and proof of insure-ass) but as he's headed back towards the car and I think I'm about to get off with a warning (or at the very least a ticket), the cop asks me to get out of the car (with his hand on his gun, I might add). Now of course inside I'm freakin out wondering what came up in that warrant check to justify this reaction. So I, as calmly and slowly as I could, get out of the car, carefully keeping my hands within the cop's line-of-sight (even tho he didn't say to). Everyone knows what comes next. The ol' "You got any guns, knives, needles, hand grenades or anything on you?" personal search. I had nothing of consequence on me so the search goes smoothly. The cop asks me if I mind if he searches my car. I told him if he didn't mind digging thru the fast food trash and clothes I leave in my car from time to time, sure go ahead. The cop tells me to stand in front of his car, which of course I do (having seen enough cops and world's most retarded attempted getaways to know I was on camera). The cop radioes something to someone (who the hell can comprehend that static-e, garbbled crap anyway?) and starts his search. He tosses the few bags of trash in my passenger floorboard, while another cop car pulls up. The second cop gets out of the car, walks around to the opposite side and opens the back door to reveal a german shepard. Oh yes, it was most definately drug-search time. As needless as this is to say, yet again, I was utterly wigging the fuck out at this point. Not because I thought they would find something, I had nothing to find... Just generally because... Anyway. The second cop brings the dog right over to me and casually rummages thru his utility belt while the dog sniffs my shoes. It didn't even dawn on me what I was doing before I reached out and started petting the dog. I'm a dog person. Our family has always had a german shepard in the house at one point or another thru-out my life. The dog was friendly about it, the second cop was not and quickly yanked the dog away from me while telling me not to touch him. I shrugged and before I could appologize the first cop, who had made it into the back seat and was rummaging thru my back pack filled with DnD books, character sheets and pencils loudly says "And what have we here?" The second cop steadies his eyes on me and with the most serious look I've ever seen on a man says "Whatcha got?" The first cop, literally, crawls backwards out of my car (it's a small honda) and holds up a small black velvet pouch (my dice bag) with a wide grin on his face. I turn to see what he's holding and start grinning myself. While opening the pouch and examining my dice the first cop asks "Where were you headed to night?" I pointed at Pyro's and told him "Right over there." "Well," says the first cop "you almost made it." he adds a chuckle. His partner, Mr. Rin Tin Tin, is steadily getting more and more tense (I guess he was awaiting the word that it was crack or something and slap the cuffs on me). "What are these long ones, d10's?" the first cop asks. A little amazed that the cop knew what they were I replied "Yea. Saw some new ones at the shop, had to have 'em." The first cop shows the dice to the second cop, then explains what they are for. The second cop, less edgey, goes over my car with the dog, inside and out while I and the first cop stood and talked about how he used to play PnP games when he was younger and the funny ways his characters have met their ends (mostly rust-monsters and the occasional bolt of death from an angry DM). After this whole thing (which was about 30 minutes long) the cop dog did manage to find a weed stem stuffed into the bottom of my ashtray (thanks T!!), but they let me slide with a "You know this could get you into trouble." Turns out nothing had shown up on my record and they were just doing drug searches on random people in the area that night, or at least that's the line I was fed. After a couple hot-boxed cigarettes, cursing under my breath about letting people drive my car and a few beers, I laughed my ass off about. That night, gaming saved my ass.

[Pyrog33k]

i remember that...funny as hell..you know gaming did save you that night..but if you never gamed then you would have never been there to begin with...hmmm lets get all into this shit! but yeah i remember that...and people say geeks dont get along with anyone. ppssshh ;D