Originally Posted by
Turner
I have a good/long story.
I was at a tournament at the local gaming store when this little kid buzzes right up to our table. I was playing the only thing I ever play, (and own) my IG and I was facing off against an Ultra Marine player. I had this massive, massive foot slogging 2.5k army spread out everywhere with a single tank, and my pride an joy, my Death Strike Missile. Now, this thing looks like the description in the IG codex. The missile itself is on the modified chimera chassis but missile was hand crafted by a very close friend (for my b-day!) and is approximately, ohhhh, two and a half times as long as the tank it sits on. It has a nice big shark smirk you would see on the front of a WWII America fighter and on either side the Cobra Command symbol.
So anyways, this kid comes buzzing up to our table and is just standing there, head barely clearing the table. (5 maybe 6 years old?) He sees that I out number my foe by possibly 8 to 1. (he had guys in transports so it made it look a lot worse) Then this kid freezes and his eyes grow wide. Just as I finish my turn and give the old "you're turn" to my opponent the kid slow turns to the Ultra Marine player and says, "You have to beat him..." My opponent chuckles and replies something to the effect of how he'll try and that's the general idea but the kid presses onward, "No, you don't understand those are bad guys!" My opponent asks this little kid how he knows that and the kid curtly replies, "Everyone knows that the G.I Joes are the good guys and Cobra are the bad guys. If you don't beat him then he'll use that missile to hold the world hostage!" Then the kid zooms off saying something about the fate of the world and my opponent and I have a good laugh.