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The night following Rambo would go down as one of the most unforgettable nights in Australian Smash, most likely due to the amount of things that went wrong. It wasn't the dinner at the Chinese Restaurant where we had the function room to ourselves. That was bliss. Nor was it the live music bar nestled in Fitzroy. It all started within the paper-thin walls of the Greenhouse Backpackers, the hostel where most of the interstate guests were staying at in Flinders Lane. So, most of the fellas didn't warm up to the bar fully - many were just knackered - it was 2.30am. Catching a maxi-cab back to the CBD rose our spirits, as Daltsy made it clear he didn't want to spend his last day in Melbourne doing bugger all. When we arrived at our hostel, he went to his room and revelealed his secret stash of goon. The following hour ensured good times had by all in room 4.17. But being 3am, rooms 4.16 and 4.18 were not so happy. Thus, the hostel manager crashed our party of singing and talking **** and asked for our security cards as a check (there was over 10 people in the room and only 5 beds, and guests are not allowed after 11pm). "Are you guys pissed?" Turtle (positively intoxicated) collapses from the top bunk onto the floor, breaks the bunk rail, rebounded onto CAOTIC's laptop, abruptly shutting off the tunes and says "I'm OK, I'm OK!" (I'm sure he broke his ***) Subsequently, most of the guys were kicked out of the hostel, with nowhere to go, no bed to sleep in. But we all had something to drink so we were happy. Everyone with beds passed out at 4am, and the bedless crew decided to rough it out until daybreak. Adam made a makeshift bed in his car at the Crown parking lot and took Hybrid with him (and received remarks from strangers passing his car), Stu did a Xeno and wondered off into the grid-based urban jungle, calling for a manhunt (coordinated by Sam, of all people). The rest were quite comfortable staying in the hostel lobby because Melbourne's notoriously moody weather. And they continued to drink the last cups of goon. Unreon got sent to Southern X Station by Sam and almost missed his flight. Daybreak hits, the legitimate hostel guests wake up, and Sam replaces them in their beds at 7am. plenty of people have a hangover.
The night following Rambo would go down as one of the most unforgettable nights in Australian Smash, most likely due to the amount of things that went wrong. It wasn't the dinner at the Chinese Restaurant where we had the function room to ourselves. That was bliss. Nor was it the live music bar nestled in Fitzroy. It all started within the paper-thin walls of the Greenhouse Backpackers, the hostel where most of the interstate guests were staying at in Flinders Lane. So, most of the fellas didn't warm up to the bar fully - many were just knackered - it was 2.30am. Catching a maxi-cab back to the CBD rose our spirits, as Daltsy made it clear he didn't want to spend his last day in Melbourne doing bugger all. When we arrived at our hostel, he went to his room and revelealed his secret stash of goon. The following hour ensured good times had by all in room 4.17. But being 3am, rooms 4.16 and 4.18 were not so happy. Thus, the hostel manager crashed our party of singing and talking **** and asked for our security cards as a check (there was over 10 people in the room and only 5 beds, and guests are not allowed after 11pm). "Are you guys pissed?" Turtle (positively intoxicated) collapses from the top bunk onto the floor, breaks the bunk rail, rebounded onto CAOTIC's laptop, abruptly shutting off the tunes and says "I'm OK, I'm OK!" (I'm sure he broke his ***) Subsequently, most of the guys were kicked out of the hostel, with nowhere to go, no bed to sleep in. But we all had something to drink so we were happy. Everyone with beds passed out at 4am, and the bedless crew decided to rough it out until daybreak. Adam made a makeshift bed in his car at the Crown parking lot and took Hybrid with him (and received remarks from strangers passing his car), Stu did a Xeno and wondered off into the grid-based urban jungle, calling for a manhunt (coordinated by Jaz and SAM, of all people). The rest were quite comfortable staying in the hostel lobby because Melbourne's notoriously moody weather. And they continued to drink the last cups of goon. Unreon got sent to Southern X Station by Sam and almost missed his flight. Daybreak hits, the legitimate hostel guests wake up, and Sam replaces them in their beds at 7am. plenty of people have a hangover.


So why was this expensive? Jei Jei's car got broken into at the Crown parking lot and lost over $1000 worth of goods - Wii, Brawl, DS R4, Laptop. Turtle's luggage was also lost in the process, leaving only the clothes on his back to return home to Wollongong. Sam returned to Glen Waverley only to discover his laptop screen was crumbled. The signs posted throughout the hostel were almost taunting us with the tag "This is a Big City - secure your belongings at all times." They didn't make Underbelly or Canal Road for nothing.
So why was this expensive? Jei Jei's car got broken into at the Crown parking lot and lost over $1000 worth of goods - Wii, Brawl, DS R4, Laptop. Turtle's luggage was also lost in the process, leaving only the clothes on his back to return home to Wollongong. Sam returned to Glen Waverley only to discover his laptop screen was crumbled. The signs posted throughout the hostel were almost taunting us with the tag "This is a Big City - secure your belongings at all times." They didn't make Underbelly or Canal Road for nothing.
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