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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2005 11:05 pm
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hello, I just thought I should post some amazing SCA stories
How the SCA saved my life My mom was giving birth to my little sister, Elizabeth. We needed to get a baby bag from the car, a 2002 dodge 1500. They asked me to go. I was on my way, when I saw somebody IN our truck. I crept up next to it, and peered inside. There was this guy, about 18, trying to hotwire the family car! Keep in mind, I had no sleep the night before, my little sister was being born, it was 3:am in the morning, and this jackass was trying to steal our car! I ripped open the door and yanked him out by his sleeve.
"Get out of our car!" I screamed. He got up.
He pulled out a 6 inch knife.
My life litterally flashed before my eyes. As he came towards me, I threw my arm over the side of the bed, hoping to climb over before he got to me. My hand touched something familliar. I swung it out, and slammed it into his head.
Oh.
It as my stepdads two handed (rottan) sword. I had my hand on the 'blade', which meant... That I just embedded the hilt in his head. He went down. Hard. He was still concious, though. as he fell, he flailed with the knife. I couldn't move fast enough and to this day, ther is a 4 inch scar on my leg. Then he was out cold.
The doctors say that it was lucky we were at a hospital or he would have died. After 3 months, and several lawsuites (some crap about "sufficient force"), it was over. I was 15.
The SCA saved my life! And I swear on it that this story is true.
Post your funny, amazing, drunk, or whatever stories here!
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 8:59 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 12:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 4:56 pm
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The first time I picked up a rapier at a practice, I was put up against Sasha Gray (yes, the Sasha Gray, the White Scarf Marshal of Fence for AEthelmearc *fanfare*), as we're the only ones of our group who are close in height-- besides her husband, Christian Amaury de Launey, but he'd outright massacre me. xd
Anywho, so I'm up against Sasha, and she's doing her "I am a White Scarf, fear my blade of Doom!" thing, while I'm trying desperately to remember the training I've only just had.
I actually manage to get in a few good jabs over the course of our duel-- huzzah for me! biggrin
Afterward, our whole group is out for dinner, and my lord, Sasha, Christian and I are all talking.
Sasha tells me that I have fantastic potential as a fencer, because she was trying to bait me into trying to tag her at specific points, but I didn't seem to be falling for it, and she got a little frustrated with my "lack of cooperation"-- seems she does this to just about everyone.
I reply that I honestly had no idea of any baiting, and that I was just trying to keep away from her blade.
So. . . yea.
Maybe that's one of those "had to be there" things. . . we thought it was funny.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 11:20 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 29, 2006 5:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 2:45 pm
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 10:42 am
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:31 pm
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 9:01 pm
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