What's everyone going to do today? I know that Black Friday is usually a day of shopping and commercialism, but I don't usually participate in that very often.
Black Friday for me is usually a major gaming day. Me and three friends will be meeting at the store to play some Fantasy. I'll also be bringing Battleground to try to get some players for my Battleground Tournament at TempleCon.
Tomorrow is our usual gaming day, and aside from Fantasy I'll be pushing Blood Bowl.
Sunday, it's off to the Hospital to visit Dad, but after that I have a cool solo games I play. FFG's Death Angel, a card based version of Space Hulk, is a cooperative game for 1-6 players. It's pretty fast paced and has captured the tension from the original board game quite nicely.
Of course, I will continue to play video games. My Dark Elf Team, The Nauglir, are poised to win the championship for the current tournament they are playing in. I just downloaded an RPG called Faeries which is surprisingly good.
Well, that's what I'm up to this weekend. What about you?
Friday, November 26, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Blood Bowl!
TempleCon is fast approaching and I need to start planning on running the Blood Bowl tournament. This year I will not use the BBCS rules because too many people have started requesting copies, and I fear they would just steal them...
Anyway, I need to make some pitches. Enough of them for eight games. I figure I'll buy some felt and mark it up to resemble pitches. As long as I find an easy way to place the markings on the felt it'll be a cheap and easy way to play up to eight games of Blood Bowl.
Now, how would you guys mark it up easily? I thought about Iron-on Transfers, or using a Sharpie. Iron ons would be a bit expensive, I think, and the sharpie might work, but it would be time consuming...
So, let me know.
Anyway, I need to make some pitches. Enough of them for eight games. I figure I'll buy some felt and mark it up to resemble pitches. As long as I find an easy way to place the markings on the felt it'll be a cheap and easy way to play up to eight games of Blood Bowl.
Now, how would you guys mark it up easily? I thought about Iron-on Transfers, or using a Sharpie. Iron ons would be a bit expensive, I think, and the sharpie might work, but it would be time consuming...
So, let me know.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Miniatures In Progress
So, the list at the right is pretty much still current. I have recently started playing almost regularly with that team and I wanted to try to paint some more of it. Unfortunately for me I am unable to pick out the detail on the models due to the onset of Diabetes (again...) and so I will have to wait until my blood sugar is more under control, and consequently my eyesight gets better. Hopefully that will be soon.
I have been assembling my Chaos army for Fantasy and have everything primed black. The paint nazis at the local store have been teasing me incessantly about the extreme lack of paint. I haven't said much about why I'm not painting, except that I am chronically lazy when it comes to these things...
Ahh well, back to work.
I have been assembling my Chaos army for Fantasy and have everything primed black. The paint nazis at the local store have been teasing me incessantly about the extreme lack of paint. I haven't said much about why I'm not painting, except that I am chronically lazy when it comes to these things...
Ahh well, back to work.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
The News
I've been asked not to post any of this on Facebook because of one person...
On 10-3-10 at 3:11am my 2nd grandchild was born. He was a male child weighing 7 lbs 12 oz.
Father, mother and baby are fine.
No name just yet, but i'm working them over to choose one.
I'll post pictures later today.
On 10-3-10 at 3:11am my 2nd grandchild was born. He was a male child weighing 7 lbs 12 oz.
Father, mother and baby are fine.
No name just yet, but i'm working them over to choose one.
I'll post pictures later today.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Warhammer Fantasy
So, I've played a couple of games now. I like the changes for the most part.
Where to start...?
When charging, the distance you charge is now random. You roll 2d6 and add your movement to get the distance moved for your charge. It's not a bad change, though it can be frustrated when you fail a charge you would have made in the previous editions, or when a slow moving race (like dwarves) charges more than double their old charge distance to take out your uber-cool special unit...**sigh**
When fighting close combat, losses are still taken from the rear ranks. Unlike previous editions when you lost those attacks though, the warriors in your unit are assumed to fill in the ranks up front and continue fighting. Also, the rank behind the front will lend supporting attacks, making the overall number of attacks you get more numerous. This tends to make combat much more decisive.
Charging no longer means you attack first. It gives you a +1 to your combat resolution score. All attacks are made in initiative order. This leads me to my only true disapproval of the new system.
Always Strike First states that models with this rule will always strike first regardless of initiative scores. Furthermore, if the model with this rule has an equal or higher initiative it gets to reroll misses. So, a high elf spearmen unit (5x4) with ASF will get to attack will get 21 attacks (champion gets 2, three ranks each get 1 (14) and a fourth rank lends supporting attacks (1 each). They attack a charging dark elf spear unit (5x3).
The first round sees the HE score 16 hits and getting 12 wounds, of which 3 are saved.
The DE get 7 attacks (they only have 6 elves left) scoring 3 hits and 2 wounds, 1 is saved.
Resolution goes like this
HE get 9 wounds (9)
3 Ranks (3)
Standard (1)
Outnumber (1)
Total (14)
DE get 1 wound (1)
2 ranks (2)
Standard (1)
Total (4)
Insane Courage will save the day (not really... The DE will be killed off next round without landing a single spearstrike...).
Yesterday, I watched all of my Dark Elf units get shredded in close combat despite having the exact same stat line as my High Elf cousins. The major difference is that they have ASF and I do not. ASF really isn't the problem. It's the reroll, I think.
In one round of combat yesterday I saw a 20 strong unit if High Elf Spears annihilate my unit of 20 Dark Elf Corsairs with Lokhir Fellheart. My mistake was I charged, though it wasn't really a mistake. In the first round I lost 12 corsairs and scored about seven casualties of my own. I lost the combat by 6 but managed to stay in the fight. The next round I lost the rest of the unit.
A 300+ point unit, Frenzied with all kinds of cool abilities of their own, destroyed in two rounds of combat by a 180 point spear unit. That was charged...by my general's unit...
It sucked...
Where to start...?
When charging, the distance you charge is now random. You roll 2d6 and add your movement to get the distance moved for your charge. It's not a bad change, though it can be frustrated when you fail a charge you would have made in the previous editions, or when a slow moving race (like dwarves) charges more than double their old charge distance to take out your uber-cool special unit...**sigh**
When fighting close combat, losses are still taken from the rear ranks. Unlike previous editions when you lost those attacks though, the warriors in your unit are assumed to fill in the ranks up front and continue fighting. Also, the rank behind the front will lend supporting attacks, making the overall number of attacks you get more numerous. This tends to make combat much more decisive.
Charging no longer means you attack first. It gives you a +1 to your combat resolution score. All attacks are made in initiative order. This leads me to my only true disapproval of the new system.
Always Strike First states that models with this rule will always strike first regardless of initiative scores. Furthermore, if the model with this rule has an equal or higher initiative it gets to reroll misses. So, a high elf spearmen unit (5x4) with ASF will get to attack will get 21 attacks (champion gets 2, three ranks each get 1 (14) and a fourth rank lends supporting attacks (1 each). They attack a charging dark elf spear unit (5x3).
The first round sees the HE score 16 hits and getting 12 wounds, of which 3 are saved.
The DE get 7 attacks (they only have 6 elves left) scoring 3 hits and 2 wounds, 1 is saved.
Resolution goes like this
HE get 9 wounds (9)
3 Ranks (3)
Standard (1)
Outnumber (1)
Total (14)
DE get 1 wound (1)
2 ranks (2)
Standard (1)
Total (4)
Insane Courage will save the day (not really... The DE will be killed off next round without landing a single spearstrike...).
Yesterday, I watched all of my Dark Elf units get shredded in close combat despite having the exact same stat line as my High Elf cousins. The major difference is that they have ASF and I do not. ASF really isn't the problem. It's the reroll, I think.
In one round of combat yesterday I saw a 20 strong unit if High Elf Spears annihilate my unit of 20 Dark Elf Corsairs with Lokhir Fellheart. My mistake was I charged, though it wasn't really a mistake. In the first round I lost 12 corsairs and scored about seven casualties of my own. I lost the combat by 6 but managed to stay in the fight. The next round I lost the rest of the unit.
A 300+ point unit, Frenzied with all kinds of cool abilities of their own, destroyed in two rounds of combat by a 180 point spear unit. That was charged...by my general's unit...
It sucked...
Friday, June 11, 2010
The Big Day
Well, the day is upon us. My baby, whose 4 lb 6 oz frame I held in one hand on the day of his birth, is graduating high school tomorrow.
To say I am proud is an understatement. To think, I survived the tumultuous period of my life called "The Teenage Years of My Children", and with most of my hair no less...
Tyler was the caring one. That's not to say the others don't care, but not to the degree Tyler did (and does). When he was but a stripling, he would walk to the bus stop because he didn't want me to be alone on the walk home. When I needed money for lunch, he would take his last few dollars and give it to me so I could get something.
Tyler was also the worrier. He would eat breakfast, then ask what was for lunch. He would have to be told something, otherwise he would lose complete control. He would cry, and continuously ask what was next.
When Tyler cried, he cried from his soul, as my wife used to say. If he needed to be disciplined he would cry like I just ate his favorite stuffed animal.
When he got to middle school he started getting into trouble. Tyler couldn't sit still, you see, and his constant questions and hyper personality did not endear him to his teachers.
He was also very popular with the other students, earning the nickname Mr. Mayor. To this day I still call him that, though I gave him a new one.
At the start of his senior year I was questioning his dedication to his education. Up until now, only one of my kids had crossed the stage at graduation. The rest had gotten their diplomas through various other methods (GED, Summer School, etc). He looked me in the eye and said "Dad, I'm crossing the stage. You and mom deserve to see it."
Needless to say, I was skeptical. He hadn't shown me anything that made me think he wanted to graduate. As the year progressed Tyler tried...hard. He suffered some setbacks, but he kept plugging away. He tried a few different programs at the school to try and keep out of trouble, since he still wasn't his teachers favorite. He was partially successful.
When the year started coming to a close, the wife and I were dubious of his graduation prospects.
Then, he came home, all smiles, with his graduation invitation and the passes for his mother and father to see him walk across the stage. As my wife told me, I started to tear up. I texted him and told him I was proud of him.
Tomorrow he validates all the trouble we've gone through to get him through school. He makes the heated "discussions" with the school staff worth it.
Tomorrow he crosses the stage with his cap and gown to get his diploma. My wife and I will, only for the second time, watch one of our children graduate high school.
Oh, what nickname did I give him?
Mr. Graduate...
To say I am proud is an understatement. To think, I survived the tumultuous period of my life called "The Teenage Years of My Children", and with most of my hair no less...
Tyler was the caring one. That's not to say the others don't care, but not to the degree Tyler did (and does). When he was but a stripling, he would walk to the bus stop because he didn't want me to be alone on the walk home. When I needed money for lunch, he would take his last few dollars and give it to me so I could get something.
Tyler was also the worrier. He would eat breakfast, then ask what was for lunch. He would have to be told something, otherwise he would lose complete control. He would cry, and continuously ask what was next.
When Tyler cried, he cried from his soul, as my wife used to say. If he needed to be disciplined he would cry like I just ate his favorite stuffed animal.
When he got to middle school he started getting into trouble. Tyler couldn't sit still, you see, and his constant questions and hyper personality did not endear him to his teachers.
He was also very popular with the other students, earning the nickname Mr. Mayor. To this day I still call him that, though I gave him a new one.
At the start of his senior year I was questioning his dedication to his education. Up until now, only one of my kids had crossed the stage at graduation. The rest had gotten their diplomas through various other methods (GED, Summer School, etc). He looked me in the eye and said "Dad, I'm crossing the stage. You and mom deserve to see it."
Needless to say, I was skeptical. He hadn't shown me anything that made me think he wanted to graduate. As the year progressed Tyler tried...hard. He suffered some setbacks, but he kept plugging away. He tried a few different programs at the school to try and keep out of trouble, since he still wasn't his teachers favorite. He was partially successful.
When the year started coming to a close, the wife and I were dubious of his graduation prospects.
Then, he came home, all smiles, with his graduation invitation and the passes for his mother and father to see him walk across the stage. As my wife told me, I started to tear up. I texted him and told him I was proud of him.
Tomorrow he validates all the trouble we've gone through to get him through school. He makes the heated "discussions" with the school staff worth it.
Tomorrow he crosses the stage with his cap and gown to get his diploma. My wife and I will, only for the second time, watch one of our children graduate high school.
Oh, what nickname did I give him?
Mr. Graduate...
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