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Not LRP but one of the earliest reenactment battle fields I was on (aged about 12 and as a non-com obviously) I saw a guy fail to parry a head shot. Result was one ambulance on the field as he had a broken skull  And that's why you're not allowed on one without wearing a helmet...
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Heroic Knight
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| had broken ribs from a party onsite the night before time in - made for a fun weekend commando crawling round a site for 2 days only really figured they were broken (or chipped or something) when they still hurt 2 months later most amusing was probably finally getting round to doing bow competency with A.N.other ref who shot me in the face, and embedded my glasses into my nose drawing blood. I proceeded to shoot him in the pods as revenge. Twice. but I don't know anyone who can top Dudge who's had to be rebuilt better, stronger, faster after lrp injuries. He has like titanium rods in his legs and stuff and awesome scars.
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Probable fractured ribs at Treasure Trap when I was about 13... didn't realize till months later, and they've never been the same since.
Very nearly knocking myself out at "A Call To Arms," taking part in one of the tourneys, which involved me being blindfolded and directed to run about the field on all fours by other people who weren't blindfolded. Within seconds I had run full pelt into a large wooden post head-first. Never been the same since.
During training, a thrust to the testicles by a newbie who I hadn't trained properly. Had to sit down for some time. Never been the same since, at least the right bollock hasn't.
At a Shards, a very drunk Jonathan Ely tried to do a stage-fighty headbutt on me, i.e. not quite connecting with my nose. Unfortunately he was very drunk and did quite connect with my nose. Fortunately I was drunk enough to respond by doing a "Fairbairn Umbrella Drill" style thrust into his groin with my swagger-stick. Nose has never been the same since -- I'm sure it's snottier, and zittier.
At Outlore, I did some more stage-fighting type stuff with Stewart Chambers's brother whose name I rubbishly can't remember. We both went for a feigned knee to the groin, simultaneously. Both were perfectly executed, stopping well short of the groin but connecting with each other, kneecap to kneecap, with a loud bang. We both staggered back hopping for a bit. He said: "I bet you have bad knees, too, don't you?" I replied: "I do now!" That knee has never been the same since, although physiotherapy seems to have helped somewhat.
At a Freebooters Alliance Xmas Party event aboard the T.S. Deva, a drunk fake Celt was mouthing off at length about how much he loved headbutting people, and how if this was a usual Saturday night he would have headbutted someone by now. He turned to me and said "I think I want to headbutt someone right now." I was non-committal. He said, a bit louder, "In fact, I think I want to headbutt you!" Unfortunately I was drunk enough to say, "Well get on with it then, don't just sit there talking about it all night." Fortunately I wasn't too drunk to remember John F. Gilbey's advice in the chapter of "Secret Fighting Arts of the World" dedicated to "The Liverpool Nutter", which was that when facing a headbutt one should tuck one's chin to one's chest and catch the attack at the hardest part of one's own skull, where the forehead meets the hairline. I did so, there was a loud cracking noise, he staggered back, I continued to sup my pint. He collapsed shortly afterwards with breathing difficulties and has apparently never been the same since.
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Apart from the usual cuts, bruises, scrapes and twisted ankles, the worst injury I have sustained in 15 years of larp was at COG (LT) this year as a monster. Having spent quite a lot of time being polite and friendly to the players, fooling them into thinking I was a *good guy* I got the nod from the ref to start going into frothing loon mode, trying to escape the possession I was under at the time. Screaming, raving and generally scaring the bejezzus out of players, I finally fell writhing to the floor. Players came running from all over to *help* and *heal* me, and one lovely person knelt down beside me - well that's where they were aiming but unfortunately they landed on my ribcage instead. One now very *dead* monster lay on the floor unable to breathe, unable to move, crushed under said helpful player. When I finally managed to get up, I hurt like hell and staggered back down to the monster room. The following morning I hurt even worse and decided it was best to leave and head for home. The following morning I went up to the hospital as breathing was, at best, difficult. Two broken ribs, bruising to the chest wall, under my armpit, and all down my side. Accidents happen 
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Sarah (8/3/2006)
Incident 2 - I'd be captured and was about have my throat slit. I could hear my rescue party but frankly they were taking their sweet time. I could see my guns. So, I roll under the sword being held in front of me, grab my guns and proceed to start shooting. In the middle of it I have a rabbit hole interface error. A couple of moments later the first aider and I agree its ok, and I continue my escape. Only after I'd marched up to the marine leading my rescue party and informed him he was late did it start to really hurt. It was worth it for the look on his face. I remember you realising that, not long after this incident, you had to go to another event where you had to be hard combat character from a culture where serious injury was almost unknown due to nanotech/cyber-replacement and having to work out a way in which you could have a knackered ankle in that circumstance... I think the ref ruling I made on that defined some of the later mods to the healing system... 
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Heroic Knight
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fat goth (8/3/2006)
I don't know anyone who can top Dudge who's had to be rebuilt better, stronger, faster after lrp injuries. He has like titanium rods in his legs and stuff and awesome scars.And had comedy run ins with Wasps in awkward palces
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Heroic Knight
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SteveS (8/3/2006)
Most awkward injury: Local system has a two day overland/linear every year. One poor individual dislocates his knee in the middle of Swaledale, and needs evacing by mountain rescue.Ah yes, I remember that one. We were playing dwarves, besieged halfway up a shale (or maybe slate) slope/cliff with our attackers down below. When the party hit the back of the bad guys we charged down to help: most people went at a reasonable pace and down the slope... myself and the person in question went the straight route and didn't have much control of our pace. We were doing fine until one of the besiegers swung around and screamed "Don't run on the loose rock!" at us, so we skidded to a halt; still on the loose rock. I succeeded in stopping upright, he...well... didn't. My first LARP injury involved falling backwards dramaticly and meeting the edge of a tree-stump with the back of my noggin. They called man-down and I sat up to assure them that I was fine, putting my hand to the back of my head where I felt had the brief sharp pain. When I noticed that the hand had blood all over it, I concurred that maybe a first-aider might be necessary. Trip to A&E for three stitches, but it really didn't hurt much at all. Then there was the time that a very large and heavy man stepped on my face... I was unconscious IC and semi-draped over someone else, he was backing away from someone and planted a boot firmly on my nose. I instinctively surged upright with a cry of "Alright, who stepped on my f*cking face?" only to realise that the guy in question had flung himself backwards to avoid putting his full weight on my face and cracked his head on the only paving stone within 20 feet of the fight. He was concussed, my nose was puffy but unbroken... I felt ashamed of my reaction.
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fat goth (8/3/2006)
had broken ribs from a party onsite the night before time in - made for a fun weekend commando crawling round a site for 2 days only really figured they were broken (or chipped or something) when they still hurt 2 months later I had the same thing happen to me. A 24hr dungeon, and during the big combat at dawn, a heavily armoured welshman trips backwards onto my prone body. I threw up at the time, and had chest pains and blurred vision all day. Took a while to realise I'd broken a rib and got a concussion though, god bless adrenaline.
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