Friday, August 24, 2012

Why I Won't Double-Vampire

Double-Vampire - v. The act of going way overboard on something that you had no idea you even needed/wanted a few days ago. 
I shouldn't have to mention the Reaper Kickstarter by this point.  You should know about it and should have already contributed to it.  It's really bypassed Ludicrous Speed at this point.

When Reaper announced that the option to take a pass on the Sophie model in exchange for a $25 credit... things got even more nuts.  What was 210 models (at the time of this writing) at $.47/model became 209 models at $.35/model.

That's when people started talking about double-vampiring, because doubling down on a bullshit insane ridiculously good deal seems pretty reasonable.

I ran the numbers.  I'd already planned on ordering extras of a few sets included in the Vampire set: the Townsfolk sets, Dungeon Dressing, and Swamp Things.  Rolling their costs and shaving off the Sophie and an add-on or two that I like but don't love puts a second Vampire level effectively at paid for.

I slept on it.  This morning, I decided I'm not going to double-vampire.

It really is a stupid good deal, and you really should 1) throw in on this thing and 2) double-vampire.

What's keeping me from doing it?  I'll enumerate the reasons:

Monday, August 20, 2012

VT Horkie


In an effort to take my own (and others') advice, I decided to paint a one-off just-for-the-heck-of-it mini to help get out of the rut I'm in. After some fishing around my sprue bins, I settled on an Assault on Black Reach Ork. Like almost everyone else, I've got a few, and I haven't really done much with them.

For the record, I'm extremely happy with the way I paint green flesh. I'd love to do an Ork army, and probably would... if there were fewer models involved. (How I'm going to reconcile that with the Orcs and Goblins I'm getting from the Mantic Kickstarter, I have no idea.)

So, I sat down and started on him. Then it occurred to me that I could/should give him to a coworker of mine (who we'll call "Just Belligerent") that I've worked with for a very long time that's constantly harping on me to give them a painted "figurine."


(As an aside: I get this... not infrequently. I always take it as a polite expression of interest in my hobby. "Would you give me a painted mini?" is how someone not involved in the hobby says that there's value to what you do, that you're probably good at it, and they don't think you're a thirty year-old manchild... and that they don't really grok the cost or time investment this hobby sometimes demands.)


Anyway, that seemed like a nice idea. Then, it occurred to me that I shouldn't just paint this guy as a standard Ork Boy. Given that JB is one of those folks who's utterly obnoxious about their Hokie Pride... I could do better than black, checks, and dags.


Obviously, I did the guy up in Hokie colors, which unfortunately makes him a Horkie. I suppose there's an unintended insult in there (your school's fans are eternally belligerent fungoid football hooligans), but it is unintended, and I don't think JB'd catch it anyway.

I'm fairly pleased with how the colors came out. Bright, but still the right tones.


Of course, there are a couple of goofs on here that I'd fix, but I was pretty committed to getting this guy done in less than a day: the sloppy rivet above, a lack of color in his mouth, and I never did figure out the right way to fit 9-11-2010 into the model somewhere. I'm more disappointed about that than anything else.


This HDR shot kinda sucks: I couldn't get the camera to focus correctly. Still, I like taking them, so here it is.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

1650 Kickstarter

Kickstarter / IndieGoGo's really been kicking my ass over the past few months.  Could potential creators, like, take a few months off please?

Anyway, by now you should all know about the Reaper Bones Kickstarter, which has become such an insanely good deal it's ridiculous.  There are so many freaking minis involved in this thing, it's kind of all you can do is start laughing maniacally, eyes rolling back into your skull, while you try to figure out where you're going to put all of them.

That said, I'm much more excited about the 1650 IGG:


It'll be a skirmish game.  There will be rules.  Maybe they'll be good: I don't know.  With minis like this, though, I don't care.


Dammit, more minis need musket rests!



I need these minis.  They'll (probably) see use in my Empire army.  They'll get pushed around in the context of the 1650 game.  They (might) see use in an English Civil War force.  They'll definitely see table-time in an RPG context.

Get these minis to me.  Get these minis to you.  Buy into this thing, per favore.  It's got 2 weeks left and only needs another $3,325 to go.  That's totally doable!

As an aside, Tercio Creativo did totally set up their stretch goals all wrong.  (Not in a bad way for you, potential backer.)  When you need $8K to be successful and receive funding, there's no point to having stretch goals that add additional minis at $4K, $6K, and $8K.  Contributors will get them if funding is successful, or funding won't be successful and they won't.  There's no stretchiness to it, you know?

Monday, August 13, 2012

Hobby Doldrums


I'm in a pretty serious hobby lull.

The project I really need to be working on, the remaining three Demigryphs, have sat effectively untouched for over a month.  In fact, a complete and full accounting of all the hobby things I've finished since April looks like:
  • 1 Demigryph (no rider yet, so it doesn't get logged)
  • 1 Daemon Prince (assembled only)
  • 2 Warpfire Throwers 
  • 2 Spacers (so I can field my chariot-based Screaming Bell at the proper width)
The end.  That's it.  Nothing else.

Now, there are a lot of small reasons for this: I've been sick, I've been busy, I've been travelling, I've been subjected to the Olympics (tough to paint when someone drags your attention to some flip or kick or toss every few minutes), I've been committing Orcicide in Orcs Must Die 2.

I think the real reason, though, is that my hobby and my gaming are so completely out of step.

See, I need to finish these Demigryphs.  The How of doing them is still fresh in my mind, and it's only going to get harder.  Except, I'm not playing my Empire right now, I'm playing my Skaven at NoVA.  It's tough to focus on painting something when you're not playing it.

Of course, I don't really want to focus on my Skaven, either. Not that I really have any active Skaven projects, mind you, but right now I'm so much more interested in playing 40K than playing Fantasy right now.  Heck, where I was super-pumped about NoVA last year, I'm at 2% enthusiasm for it this year.  If the entrance fees weren't as high as they are, I'd probably just cancel on it.

I could work on a 40K project, but I don't even know what I'm doing with that game just yet: I've had time for one (1) game of 40K, and likely won't roll any dice in the grim darkness of the far future until September and NoVA's passed.  I'd like to figure out what army I'm going to be playing before I start painting stuff for it.

I should go digging in the bins to find something small that I can work on just so I can get back in the swing of things.  I need to get out of this rut.

Friday, August 3, 2012

On GW Stores


So, my Golden Daemon entries showed up in the mail yesterday, in great shape, shipped by the ridiculously helpful Chicago Battle Bunker staff.  Everything went incredibly smoothly, and the Bunker folks went above and beyond in helping me get my entries back (which shouldn't be surprising, because all of the GW staff that work a Games Day do an amazing job).

I'm deeply appreciative of their help!

I don't do much with GW stores.  I'm fortunate enough to live in an area fairly well saturated with them, but there's only been one convenient in the past couple of years (GW Fair Oaks).


The thing is, that store just cannot catch a fucking break from me.  The slightest thing off, and I start crabbing about it.  The store was transplanted from a less convenient location (in Potomac Mills), where the folks down there had screwed things up for me pretty colossally in the past.  Since moving to Fair Oaks, there's been the occasional screw up that's really set me off... but mostly because it's stacked atop the sins of Potomac Mills.

But the thing is: I'm pretty damn confident that nobody involved in any of those screwups has anything to do with the Fair Oaks store anymore.  I'm crapping over a staff for stuff that's not their fault.  And, if I'm being fair (and I haven't really): they've been pretty solid lately.  I can pick up what I'm there to pick up without being smothered with the stereotypical redshirt hardsell.  Sure, one guy tried to talk me out of a potential conversion (protip: don't do that, for a host of reasons), but that's hardly grounds to give an entire store the perpetual stinkeye.

So, because I can't really properly thank the Chicago Bunker staff by dropping off a case of beer or something, I'm going to try to make up for it by lightening the heck up on their more local comrades.  I haven't been fair to them; it's past time to start cutting them some slack.

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