It was more of just a game than a party. There were no Canopians on the field so no hope for strippers either. 4500 BV, a solaris scenario (with the walls that randomly pop up and down), 2 mechs max (that restriction explicitly added that to prevent me from showing up with a horde of Urbies), 75 tons max weight, no pilot or gunnery skills better than a 2.
Screech fielded a Rifleman RFL-6X & Warhammer WHM-9D, Terry (his long time friend and best man) had a, Orion ON1-MC and an Ostsol OTL-9M (that I kept mistakenly calling an Ostscout), and I had a Starslayer STY-3C & a Lancelot LNC25-03.
I didn't take near enough pics to even attampt a battle report. That said, Terry and I made sure that Screech did not win, and was the first one out all together. Though not too far ahead of myself, with Terry's Ostsol being the last mech standing.
As of Cinco de Mayo Revenge of the Sith, Screech is now happily married to Loren, the love of his life. Screech & Loren were the best man & maid of honor at our wedding. We made several attempts to get them together prior to that, but shortly thereafter is when they stopped resisting our efforts. I put a 'We told you so!' on their wedding poster that they wanted everyone to sign.
I did mention that what's hers is hers and what's his is now her's, making her the owner of a multitude of unpainted minis. So what was the hold up? Also, as I was leaving the night before the wedding, I told her that it was her last chance to make a run for it, to which Loren replied: but who will paint all of his minis?
Congrats Screech!
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