wildest thing ever happened to you (or "your friend") at a demoparty
category: parties [glöplog]
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Hurtig! Downer!
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I was on Evoke in 2008 with my girlfriend. I remember a lot of sweaty males checked me out from top to bottom. It was weird experience considering I am gay.
happens to me all the time and i am not even gay!
never happens to me, except maybe if pandur or mikron is also at the party
Captain Crunch suddenly appearing at the bonfire in the middle of the night at Deadline 2016 was kind of crazy.. Until a German scener told me "oh that guy, he does this all the time".
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MFX+Kewlers party took place in Vihti (or, more accurately, in the middle of nowhere, close to Vihti) at the end of July 2004.
The awesome party which featured both a horse-riding compo and a manboobs-in-the-sauna compo.
Good times!
i would've won the latter
On last year's QBParty I got drunk to a point I pulled a french leave (leaving unannounced, secretly). It wasn't even midnight. Allegedly many people were looking for me everywhere in and around the partyplace, including "didn't you see nagz?" asked at the prizegiving ceremony. Some of the guys were convinced I drowned in a nearby creek that's about 5cm deep, which is an insult to my survival skills (i was on the train back home with Zeal, who somehow managed to endure my random ramblings)
polnischer abgang
polnischer abgang is more like... marching in unannounced, secretly?
we grew up
Worst thing:
She asked me to come over to see a movie at her place. We actually did watch that movie.
She asked me to come over to see a movie at her place. We actually did watch that movie.
One time at the Simulaatio, I put tabasco on the pizza!!
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One time at the Simulaatio, I put tabasco on the pizza!!
too mild. crank it up!
*bump*
Was it ever settled whether gay blowjobs were unhealthy or not?
well, it has vitamin C in it!
also, some Breakpoint there was this Italian demoscener who really enjoyed salmiakki a bit too much and had to vomit in the middle of the night (well morning) in the sleeping hall but didn't want to make a mess, so he vomited into both of his shoes and the rest of the party walked on flipflops swearing he'll never drink again.
also, some Breakpoint there was this Italian demoscener who really enjoyed salmiakki a bit too much and had to vomit in the middle of the night (well morning) in the sleeping hall but didn't want to make a mess, so he vomited into both of his shoes and the rest of the party walked on flipflops swearing he'll never drink again.
pretty sure it's the vodka that made him sick, neither the licorice nor the salmiak.
Ah, Italians. Stylish even when being sick.
so I say to the lady, "you no understand, I wanna vomit inna de shoe". She say "you better not vomit inna de shoe you sonamabitch"
saw that with my own eyes on my first party ever - what a crazy "experience"!
and we even have a video of it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FS2ADhftey4&t=463s
Well not really wild but X2014 was fun because the web page had said that every bunk includes blanket but not pillow. So we arrived pretty late to find out that every bunk had a pillow but not blanket, and for some reason only solution that occured to us was to make makeshift blankets out of jackets and backpacks and whatever stuff we had with us.
And on Revision 2015 a friend was rolling a joint in bus back to hotel, and we were also drinking Salmiakki at the same time and the bus speed was somewhat ludicruous and it was hard to pass bottle without making a mess. Some minutes later there was a crisis because the joint had disappeared and we thought it must've rolled somewhere in the bus but it was actually just glued to said person's other cheek =D
At SV2014 the beer tap had emptied and I just mentioned that to Grey in the passing, and he immediately disappeared. He came back sometime later with a box of beer from some nearby kiosk and was just like "I hope this is ok!" <3
On Ski or Death 2017 we had the greatest idea to strap a JBL speaker to friend's backpack playing the Ski or die title song's definitive PC speaker version. The whole ski resort was echoing those sweet hubbard squarewave melodies =D Atleast it was easy to find the group.
At certain Vortex party we were so sure of winning that we didn't take any other clothes with us than suits.
Good times.
And on Revision 2015 a friend was rolling a joint in bus back to hotel, and we were also drinking Salmiakki at the same time and the bus speed was somewhat ludicruous and it was hard to pass bottle without making a mess. Some minutes later there was a crisis because the joint had disappeared and we thought it must've rolled somewhere in the bus but it was actually just glued to said person's other cheek =D
At SV2014 the beer tap had emptied and I just mentioned that to Grey in the passing, and he immediately disappeared. He came back sometime later with a box of beer from some nearby kiosk and was just like "I hope this is ok!" <3
On Ski or Death 2017 we had the greatest idea to strap a JBL speaker to friend's backpack playing the Ski or die title song's definitive PC speaker version. The whole ski resort was echoing those sweet hubbard squarewave melodies =D Atleast it was easy to find the group.
At certain Vortex party we were so sure of winning that we didn't take any other clothes with us than suits.
Good times.
From Outline 2010.
———– Some non-realtime recollections ———–
(A videoclip from my moby stirs into life, flickering firelight half reveals a handful of faces sitting around it, there is a soundtrack, which is the tune ‘Legend of Middle Earth’ by Jess. (Which turned out to be the non-sidvoice version, to people’s mild disappointment.) This is playing off some small portable box with the appropriate software. Wiztom is one of the figures in the dim firelight, he speaks about the rain, which is very light, but imposing more of a presence as the morning goes on “Random drops but no proper rain”. The timestamp on the clip reveals it was taken at 03.35 on the 2.5.10.)
How did we get here?
Another videoclip now, this one was taken at 03.08 that morning. Grazey is confessing to the accidental theft of a shopping trolley from a ‘lovely old dutch lady’ in the local supermarket, where “They were all lovely, it was like desperate housewives, Teri Hatcher and stuff, wearing their leg warmers, walking about like this, and I stole her trolley!” SH3 is acting in the role of drunk father confessor and urging Grazey to repent, hysterics are overcoming the rest of the party, the writer being no exception to this whatsoever.
There were other conversations stirring in the alcoholic darkness, vague memories of long-forgotten but vividly recalled cricket matches in the Welsh hills, the useful role of the Pennines in keeping Lancashire and Yorkshire apart is discussed. A few things talked of which were filed away very deeply out of harms way. There was gWEm who really wasn’t going to stick around but got sucked into the inevitable white rum black hole with the rest of us.
Did I mention that some of the competition prizes were alcoholically based? Grazey, Cal, GGN and SH3 used their mind-powers to thwart the other prize winners from picking up these precious bottles. As the game competition was well down the running order, they had the pick of the remaining prizes, which were magically and mysteriously white rum based. It appears that two bottles made their way back to the Reboot/PHF corner. These were opened and shared out, some people taking theirs with coke, hardened idiots like me drinking the stuff neat.
At some point of time with a ‘3’ in it, the party eventually staggered its way to bed, apart from gWEm and myself who were finishing off a couple of beers that SH3 had purchased and forgot about. I recall gWEm being concerned about the relative lack of Atari releases, and myself playing an optimistic devil’s advocate that things weren’t that bad really. Havoc was on night-shift duty at the bar and listening very patiently like all good bar staff do.
After which, we get back to the point where I went to join in with the remnants of the ‘party outside’, and the first mentioned video clip was recorded.
———– Some non-realtime recollections ———–
(A videoclip from my moby stirs into life, flickering firelight half reveals a handful of faces sitting around it, there is a soundtrack, which is the tune ‘Legend of Middle Earth’ by Jess. (Which turned out to be the non-sidvoice version, to people’s mild disappointment.) This is playing off some small portable box with the appropriate software. Wiztom is one of the figures in the dim firelight, he speaks about the rain, which is very light, but imposing more of a presence as the morning goes on “Random drops but no proper rain”. The timestamp on the clip reveals it was taken at 03.35 on the 2.5.10.)
How did we get here?
Another videoclip now, this one was taken at 03.08 that morning. Grazey is confessing to the accidental theft of a shopping trolley from a ‘lovely old dutch lady’ in the local supermarket, where “They were all lovely, it was like desperate housewives, Teri Hatcher and stuff, wearing their leg warmers, walking about like this, and I stole her trolley!” SH3 is acting in the role of drunk father confessor and urging Grazey to repent, hysterics are overcoming the rest of the party, the writer being no exception to this whatsoever.
There were other conversations stirring in the alcoholic darkness, vague memories of long-forgotten but vividly recalled cricket matches in the Welsh hills, the useful role of the Pennines in keeping Lancashire and Yorkshire apart is discussed. A few things talked of which were filed away very deeply out of harms way. There was gWEm who really wasn’t going to stick around but got sucked into the inevitable white rum black hole with the rest of us.
Did I mention that some of the competition prizes were alcoholically based? Grazey, Cal, GGN and SH3 used their mind-powers to thwart the other prize winners from picking up these precious bottles. As the game competition was well down the running order, they had the pick of the remaining prizes, which were magically and mysteriously white rum based. It appears that two bottles made their way back to the Reboot/PHF corner. These were opened and shared out, some people taking theirs with coke, hardened idiots like me drinking the stuff neat.
At some point of time with a ‘3’ in it, the party eventually staggered its way to bed, apart from gWEm and myself who were finishing off a couple of beers that SH3 had purchased and forgot about. I recall gWEm being concerned about the relative lack of Atari releases, and myself playing an optimistic devil’s advocate that things weren’t that bad really. Havoc was on night-shift duty at the bar and listening very patiently like all good bar staff do.
After which, we get back to the point where I went to join in with the remnants of the ‘party outside’, and the first mentioned video clip was recorded.
One time I slept at the party place!