wildest thing ever happened to you (or "your friend") at a demoparty
category: parties [glöplog]
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iirc the booing was because they said "we can't accept this"
Nope. People started booing as soon as the results appeared.
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From what I remember they decided to pass on the prize after the booing.
Nope. As soon as the results were shown we decided to give the prize to the Elude guys!
And yes, still quite a WTF?! experience, not so much because of the booing but winning the compo with something that was clearly made to celebrete the 20 years and not to win any compo.
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People basically booing at their own votes, wtf?
Somehow reminds me of Evoke 2008 (the "rob is jarig" Evoke), when ppl started booing after the demo compo (iirc)… The orgas announced that "you make the content". On point.
Something something shemale hentai; Also, nosfe asking for toilet paper... on the toilet.
Remember me? I was pretty wild, heh.
But seriously. The last really wild thing I remember was Streetuff thowing a half-full beer bottle onto the ground right next to my table while I was sitting there. I had to clean it up because I didn't want to wait for someone to clean up the mess and the glass shards.
But seriously. The last really wild thing I remember was Streetuff thowing a half-full beer bottle onto the ground right next to my table while I was sitting there. I had to clean it up because I didn't want to wait for someone to clean up the mess and the glass shards.
On breakpoint 2oo8 (my 1st demo party) I went drunk out of the hall to my car to get my toothbrush. I grabbed it and realized I did not want to go inside, brush and go out again to grab the sleeping bag. I searched my car for water but there wasn't any. So I brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth using the beer I had with me. It was not wild but quite disgusting.
Didn't happen to me and not that wild, but so silly it always makes me laugh :) Sundown a few years back, I came in through the kitchen. Walked past this guy eating a baguette by the oven.
My brain then flagged up... "That sandwich.... something wrong... too white, and instead of slit down the middle and filled with content, it's slit many times across the top..."
I turned back, and yeah, it's a garlic bread. Uncooked garlic bread, straight from the packet (if you don't have these in your country imagine a French stick that's been cooked for 10 minutes instead of an hour so it's still mostly dough with big lumps of garlic butter every 2cm). While standing by an oven. Somehow so wrong, yet typical demoparty :)
My brain then flagged up... "That sandwich.... something wrong... too white, and instead of slit down the middle and filled with content, it's slit many times across the top..."
I turned back, and yeah, it's a garlic bread. Uncooked garlic bread, straight from the packet (if you don't have these in your country imagine a French stick that's been cooked for 10 minutes instead of an hour so it's still mostly dough with big lumps of garlic butter every 2cm). While standing by an oven. Somehow so wrong, yet typical demoparty :)
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Not very wild at all, but I found this a nice peek into Norwegian culture.
One Solskogen night, Havoc and me were walking with a merry bunch of extremely drunk Darkliters to what I understand is a typical Norwegian establishment that sold kebab, fuel and beer (and not much else). Everybody got drunker and drunkerer, until no Darklite member could walk straight anymore.
Havoc and me decided to get back to the partyplace, about a 1km walk down the road, when suddenly we heard loud screaming warning yells behind us. We thought something terrible was about to happen.
Turns out we were walking on the right side of the street, obviously a death wish. We should've walked on the left side. The people who could hardly walk at all, were still able to obsess about traffic better than we could.
One Solskogen night, Havoc and me were walking with a merry bunch of extremely drunk Darkliters to what I understand is a typical Norwegian establishment that sold kebab, fuel and beer (and not much else). Everybody got drunker and drunkerer, until no Darklite member could walk straight anymore.
Havoc and me decided to get back to the partyplace, about a 1km walk down the road, when suddenly we heard loud screaming warning yells behind us. We thought something terrible was about to happen.
Turns out we were walking on the right side of the street, obviously a death wish. We should've walked on the left side. The people who could hardly walk at all, were still able to obsess about traffic better than we could.
Or maybe it was kindergarten. The partyplaces looked pretty much identical, as did the small towns they were in.
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Or maybe it was kindergarten. The partyplaces looked pretty much identical, as did the small towns they were in.
Probably Kindergarden, by the description.
Skrebbel, yes I remember that moment when the Darkliters shouted at us too, we had left them behind in the cold Norwegian winter when they spent more time on admiring Spexzter's ehummm... "kebab artwork" than our freezing asses could stand. That was definitely at Kindergarden, because I still haven't been to Solskogen (yet :))
his kebab artwork was epic though.
one starts to wonder..
what is kebab art?
what is kebab art?
speaking of puke...
...i remember a Main-Demoparty where i puked while walking back to the hall, afterwards drinking more beer, as if nothing had happened! :) I guess i don´t have to wonder that i don´t remember too much of those parties! ;)
...i remember a Main-Demoparty where i puked while walking back to the hall, afterwards drinking more beer, as if nothing had happened! :) I guess i don´t have to wonder that i don´t remember too much of those parties! ;)
afterwards= directly after puking, while still walking towards the hall.
Re: Mr Freshness
OK so this is what actually happened as far as I can remember:
Some swedes (I think it was Maktone and Puterman ?) decided it would be a good idea to have a "Mr Freshness" competition, the point being to go up on stage to see who was the most drunk (ie fresh).
I don't remember who got up on stage first, but other people started to join in (including Sir Garbagetruck) and then getting undressed for some reason.
The whole thing kind of went too far when -- yes -- one guy started pretending to give another guy a blowjob, at which part the organizers asked people to get off the stage.
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Although not being there in person, I heard rumours of a 'Mr Freshman' contest that happened at one of the Breakpoint parties, where someone allegedly ended up getting a blowjob or something like that. Was this true ?
This is an urban legend and never actually happened.
OK so this is what actually happened as far as I can remember:
Some swedes (I think it was Maktone and Puterman ?) decided it would be a good idea to have a "Mr Freshness" competition, the point being to go up on stage to see who was the most drunk (ie fresh).
I don't remember who got up on stage first, but other people started to join in (including Sir Garbagetruck) and then getting undressed for some reason.
The whole thing kind of went too far when -- yes -- one guy started pretending to give another guy a blowjob, at which part the organizers asked people to get off the stage.
Oh and just to be clear, none of the guys mentioned in the post was part of the blowjob thing ... I have vague memories of who it might have been but I'm not going to guess :)
go light again
year 2000, overdoze demoshow in Győr, hungary.
we went out to the city. at the plaza there was a well-kept homeless guy who could recite any hungarian poem that came to our mind, flawlessly. we gave him a buttload of cash.
next time i'll write a story involving bodily functions i swear
year 2000, overdoze demoshow in Győr, hungary.
we went out to the city. at the plaza there was a well-kept homeless guy who could recite any hungarian poem that came to our mind, flawlessly. we gave him a buttload of cash.
next time i'll write a story involving bodily functions i swear
some things that happened to a friend that i can remember:
- he fell drunk out of nosfe's rowboat claiming dutch people are born sailors and thus el-bee and leia wouldnt have to tie the boat to the small pier first
- he vomited in a urinoir at some breakpoint because a certain reed was occupying the toilet constantly
- he and havoc went for a 24hr shop to buy booze in Cologne and on the way back bumped into a few ladies on a supermarket parking lot at ~3AM at night, to which i asked 'why are those ladies on the parking lot at this time of night?' then havoc said 'DAT ZIJN HOEREN!' so loud that pretty much everyone in Cologne heard it. ever since they have a 'bumping into ladies changing tires at night'-joke at Evokes.
- same trip they bumped into a german guy looking for the party venue (actually not close from the whores, hmmm) anyway, he tagged along and found it.
- some breakpoint there was snow on the way to breakpoint. the windscreen wipers of earx' shitty old car broke so they couldnt drive on. all garages were closed so in the end they cut a piece of wire from a fence and spend ages to wiggle that around the wiper-engine-stick-bit-thing-rotor because obviously they had no real tools other than a multimate. halfway police checked on them but didnt notice the broken fence. after fixing it, they drove on. earx bothered to drive around for a whole year with that 'fix' until he got rid of that car.
- slept on the stairs to the orga area of evoke. luckily the orgas are so laidback that they let him sleep and the next morning while fetching a coffee told him 'CAN YOU PLEASE NOT SLEEP THERE AGAIN?!?!' :D
- he fell drunk out of nosfe's rowboat claiming dutch people are born sailors and thus el-bee and leia wouldnt have to tie the boat to the small pier first
- he vomited in a urinoir at some breakpoint because a certain reed was occupying the toilet constantly
- he and havoc went for a 24hr shop to buy booze in Cologne and on the way back bumped into a few ladies on a supermarket parking lot at ~3AM at night, to which i asked 'why are those ladies on the parking lot at this time of night?' then havoc said 'DAT ZIJN HOEREN!' so loud that pretty much everyone in Cologne heard it. ever since they have a 'bumping into ladies changing tires at night'-joke at Evokes.
- same trip they bumped into a german guy looking for the party venue (actually not close from the whores, hmmm) anyway, he tagged along and found it.
- some breakpoint there was snow on the way to breakpoint. the windscreen wipers of earx' shitty old car broke so they couldnt drive on. all garages were closed so in the end they cut a piece of wire from a fence and spend ages to wiggle that around the wiper-engine-stick-bit-thing-rotor because obviously they had no real tools other than a multimate. halfway police checked on them but didnt notice the broken fence. after fixing it, they drove on. earx bothered to drive around for a whole year with that 'fix' until he got rid of that car.
- slept on the stairs to the orga area of evoke. luckily the orgas are so laidback that they let him sleep and the next morning while fetching a coffee told him 'CAN YOU PLEASE NOT SLEEP THERE AGAIN?!?!' :D
with 'i' i mean he, he, i swear!
maali is definitely telling the truth, "he" was also not the one who waved a 20eur bill at the tirechanging hookers with one hand while drinking from his bottle of (iirc) vodka with the other :)
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at some breakpoint
2007 :)
havoc: they did change my tire for 20 quid tho!
NAID 96, Asking Tran if I could take his picture, and getting the strongest I-will-kill-you-in-your-sleep look of death in return. And I really did think he was going to murder me in my sleeping bag just for asking.
