Monday, November 23, 2015

A medley


Got in some kitchen table action with the Cub (and even a little assistance from Puddin') this weekend.  For starters, we put together the first of some 4Ground 15mm buildings I picked up prior to leaving Toronto two summers ago, along with a small bridge.  I grabbed them as part of the planned Acadia project, but we started to put them together because he's showing interest in WWII and Bolt Action.

Kits go together quite well, and once you've done one, are basically intuitive.

Having finished the one, I was promptly possessed by the spirit of geek, and finished up most of the rest the same evening, to go with the house and bridge.

I would like to figure out how to add railings.

 I figure in the grand scheme of things, a wood cabin is a wood cabin, so they're standing in as Mittleuropan village dwellings for our Bolt Action games, the first of which took place this afternoon.

Russian conscripts force the river.  The more seasoned troops are happy to let the new boys go first.

The Cub is using Americans, a mix of plastic Wargames Factory figs he scored at Hold the Line a while ago, plus some U.S. paratroops I picked up back in the day after binge-watching Band of Brothers once too often.  We played 200 points, to keep it simple for learning rules, but the Cub did splurge on a forward air observer, to what proved to be gruesome effect.

Both sides started off the table, but had our forces in play by the end of the second turn.  Cub set up a firing line, and made good use of the American infantry's mobility.

Pins start to stack up on the Yanks.

Cub wanted to use the bridge we'd done, so he scammed some blue paper from the Big Bin of Random Craft Junk, and tore it into strips.  Instant river.  Adaptable, that boy.

Reinforcements come across to help.  In the foreground, a PTRD team takes aim.

Pivotal moment in the game came when Cub called in his two (damn 'Murcans!) air strikes, which gutted one, and completely destroyed another, unit.  That plus his uncanny ability to draw red dice in an uninterrupted streak let to an upset win by the rookie side.

The 5 pins are a consquence of the air strike that ripped the conscripts a new one.  You'll also note I'm down to one unit of regular troops.  Thanks, American special rules!

The real clincher was when a squad of my infantry assaulted his officer, out in front of his troops, and not only whiffed, but took a casualty in return, and were wiped out.

The assault that couldn't go wrong, but did.

Could I roll a 4?  No, no I could not ;)

He was so chuffed with his win, he promptly sat down to paint up some of his boys.  He's decided to go with "desert camo", and for a first attempt at 15mm, is doing pretty well.  I'm thinking about picking up some kind of kid's history of the North Africa campaign for him - and would be delighted with any suggestions.

Desert 'Murcans.  Going to suggest Cub hit them with a wash.

Although Puddin' had been helping with drawing order dice, she was feeling a bit left out, so we followed up BA with a few games of Animal upon Animal, which I'd recommend to you with little ones (Puddin' is a precocious 4), and even squeaked in a round of Star Realms.  We picked up both games at Halcon a few weeks back, and they're proving to be quite popular.


Sunday, November 15, 2015

Orks never lose . . .


I had to laugh the other day, when I was looking over some posts from this time last year.  There's a post covering a tournament I went to at the local GW, as a consequence of the Beloved kicking me out of the house on general principal (mostly for being over-stressed and grouchy).  As it turns out, this must be a seasonal thing, as I was once again booted yesterday to go and play with my toys, and got in a 3 round, 1700 point 40k Foodhammer tournament at the GW, with Da Boyz.

Now, bearing in mind the old adage that orks never lose, I ended up being thoroughly spanked; I was tabled in 2 games, and might as well have been in the third.  A lot of it was just lack of practise, some of it was the result of shock and awe (the local meta seems to be dominated by Knights, FW-style Lords of War, and various other flavours of degeneracy, which I've not played against before). That said, I did have fun - it was great to get the Boyz on the table, and get in some games (which have been sadly lacking since the summer), and it seems to have fired up the creative juices, as I've been scouring the intertubes for ideas on kitbashed / scratchbuilt counter-degeneracy since getting home last night.

Game 1 was against Jamie, who ran a list comprised of 3 Knights and 3 drop-pod marine squads.

He'd done a nice job on the knight - they were purty.

Deployment was fairly entertaining, with my mobs spread more or less across the table, vs three giant robot (his drop-pods were in reserve).

Ork deployment.

Post scout move.  I'd planned to clog up lanes on the Knights with deffcoptas.  Yeah, that was a mistake.

The game started to go wrong pretty much from the get-go.  In all 3 games, we were playing non-Malstrom objective missions, i.e., whoever held the objectives at the end of turn 5 scored the points for them.  This give a clear advantage to whichever player goes last.  I won the roll to choose whether to deploy, and move, first.  What I should have done is gone second, seen where he deployed, and then deployed concentrating fire on one knight.  Instead I went first, and flubbed it ;)

Fun pic, though.

Drop pods do their thing.

The game degenerated quickly, with me feeding units into the knights in a desperate bid to slow them down,  while staring in horror at the carnage they caused.

One round of shooting from one knight guts the Tankbustas.  Mad Doc's FnP didn't help against multiple S9 ordinance templates.  Ouch.

But, hey, the left flank's still holding.

Battle wagon delivery system delivers.

I took some small satisfaction in shellacking any marines I was able to catch ;)

As it turns out, however, numbers, klaws, and rokkits weren't enough, and my army slowly melted under the pressure of multiple ordinance templates and D-weapon shenanigans.

That knight is getting a little close.

Desperation sets in, as I begin to feed units to the knights in an effort to bog them down.

Not looking good.

Really not looking good.

Even the battlewagons succumbed, one rather spectacularly, when a knight picked it up and threw it at a nearby unit.

Discretion is the better part of getting killed anyway.

Marines vs. grots.  This'll work out.


Game 2 was against Stephen, who ran a Nurgle-based list with allied Knight, that rapidly turned into summon-spam

Once again, I goofed, opting to go first, and not gaining the advantage of reactive deployment ans the final turn.  What I should have done was stack the deck to shut down as much of his summoning capacity as possible, or at least, thinned out his herd of high T / Arm goofiness.  Instead . . .

The Fortress of Orky-tude.

The view across the table.

Another angle - that would be the second heavy walker.

Most of his starting line-up - not counting a few units of infiltrating Nurglings and some plaguebearers.

He quickly began summoning more demons, initially another Herald, and some pin horrors, I believe, but then it got nasty - he had a Bloodthirster and a Lord of Change on the table by about turn 3/4.

The "Chaos" knight, dubbed "Peek-a-boo".

The Fortress of Demontude.  Now with more demons.

Dueling template chuckers.   At this point, I'm controlling 3 of 5 objectives.

Each of us had a strong point, and I threw the Tankbustas, Binky, and the painboy out on a flank, in cover.

Most of my Deffcoptas came in fairly early, and I managed to line up four of them against his wall of toughness, but to limited effect.  Nurgle evidently gives cover save bonuses, which meant that even when I hit, his stuff was able to shrug off the fire.  I also poured a ton of fire into the nurglings, but again, with crazy cover saves, to little effect.

Part of the Deffcopta wave moves on behind Nurgle lines.

Sluggas duke it out with nurglings.  The latter survive with 1 W left.  I imagined it as a greased pig contest, just with more cholera.

Binky considers his options.

His summoned Bloodthirster made a beeline for Binky and the Tankbustas, who unloaded on it, but only manged a few dents - even with overwatch.

Better consider fast . . . 

The boyz in the tower are about to have a bad time.

Rokkit buggy fails to attract the attention of units several times it's points value.

I managed to stack up the "big boys" in the table centre, which prompted them to focus on the tower objective Da Boyz had taken from the nurglings.

Great Unclean one vs. the last of the boyz.

Two Soul Grinders and a Great Unclean One tore through the slugga boyz with predictable efficiency (although the boyz did me proud, and held them up for a turn), and the Bloodthirster turned it's D-weapon on Binky and the crew.  Binky came within a hair of glory, pulling the 'thirster down to one wound, but when all was said and done, the orks were gone, chaos had another objective, and the bloodthirster moved on.

Crunch time.

Bloodthirster pauses to consider the wisdom of charging grots.  Highlight of the day for me.

Penultimate, and most amusing moment of the game, came when a Soul Grinder, a Knight, and a Bloodthirster moved in on 10 grots and a slava, and paused to think about it.  The grots, being grots, had just survived a turn of firepower that had been ripping the guts out of ork units, and it tickled me to no end see three seriously bad ass models pause at the thought of losing combat to the most ridiculously combat-ineffective unit in the game ;)

Game 3 was against Jack (who I've played before here) who was running Khorne Demonkin built around a Lord of Skulls.  That particular abomination proved to be a little more than I could handle - though I did take off about half of it's Hull Points, it was just throwing out way too much stuff for me to manage (a couple of apocalypse templates each turn, plus some ordinance ones, and some kind of crazy D-weapon as well).  I was getting pretty tired at this point, and forgot to take pics (three games in one day is getting to be a little past my threshold for concentration), but there was one satisfying moment when I blew his Helldrake out of the sky with Deffcoptas ;)

That's evidently about 1100 points facing down my little battlewagon.

Behold, the power of the D.

What the day brought home for me was just how out of practise I am.  Maybe I'll need to get in more games with the Cub for training purposes.  Next semester looks a little less crazy, as well, so I may have a little more time to game.  It was, however, great fun, and seems to have revved me up a little - I got some stuff done for the tournament, and started a few other things as well, so fingers crossed I keep it up.


Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Monday, November 9, 2015

Dear Santa


As once again I'm participating in the Secret Santa run by Ian and the Inestimable Cathy, it's time for the annual posting of the wish list.

This year is kind of tough.  I've not been doing a ton of painting and playing of late, mostly due to time and energy levels being low.  The urge is there - I want to paint lots of stuff, orks to play against the boy, Brets and Khorne ditto, Bolt action ditto, Muskets and Tomahawks Acadia, even ancients and Napoleonics.  But it seems most nights these days, by the time the kids are in bed, I either have work waiting for me, or am so burned out all I want to do is veg in front of the tube.

What I'd like from Santa this year is something to get my juices flowing again.  Stuff I'm most likely to paint and use would be orks, probably, but pretty much anything that fits in with one of my ongoing projects, and that's interesting or fun - something I'm not going to be able to not paint, if you get what I mean.  Cool ork bits?  15mm elephants for my antigonids?  Fun terrain for the Acadia project?

I guess that's not terribly specific, but it's honestly where my head is right now.  I hope that's enough guidance for my Santa.


Monday, November 2, 2015



Finally emerging from the Month of Doom.  An already overloaded Monkey took on some extra projects at work, and the upshot has been frayed nerves and little time for geeking, let alone posts.  We had a good month in Monkey-land in October, however, having had the Cub here for both Thanksgiving and Hallowe'en.  I did manage to finish up some ork stuff, and finally got around to taking pics.

First off, a few more boys to add to the horde, including another Tankbusta.

Da Boyz



Nothing fancy, but moar boyz is moar boyz.

I also managed to finish up a kitbashed buggy:


Waaaay back when I first started trading towards another ork army, I traded with a guy who threw in some bashed up, incomplete trukk models.  I hacked one of them up, glued it together with some odds and ends, and ended up with this.



The Cub also has been working on some stuff for his marines, notably Terminators:

We also took the family to HalCon this year, with Puddin' in costume as a minion, the Cub as a space marine (much cardboard was used in that project), and the Beloved as Thelma from Scooby Doo.  It was a fun day, and I came away with a copy of Star Realms, which looks like a promising game to play with the Cub, a T-shirt, and a pretty nice coffee mug.

I've also been mucking about with some of my Commander decks, including some tweaks to the "Jundbies" deck.  Now with more zombies.  Decklist, for those Magic-ally inclined, is here: