This started as a joke at the Fargo Regional yesterday, and I decided to finish it for posting.
Denial
I cannot believe my dice today!
Anger
Of course it was a Direct Hit. Why wouldn't it be?
Bargaining
I just want to kill one ship, that's all. One ship.
Depression
I don't know why I even bother coming to tournaments.
Acceptance
I guess I did learn a few things.
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Other amusement:
"Cardboard tokens were good enough for our immigrant ancestors, they should be good enough for us!"
Which of course lead to a bunch of "when I was your age" X-wing comments.
"Vassal? Pah. When we wanted to play X-wing, we had to walk five miles, uphill both ways through snow and broken glass without shoes, and we only had one wave."
"We didn't have Palpatine. Whatever you rolled was what you got. Target lock hadn't been invented yet, and the only focus we had was how much attention we paid to our maneuvers.
"Prepainted? We had to whittle new ships by hand."
Edited by Rekkon