Issue #293 of Game Trade Magazine can be found at your FLGS or in PDF form here.
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Issue #293 of Game Trade Magazine can be found at your FLGS or in PDF form here.
Well that was progress! These fellows may have already seen some "base coat" time on the wargaming table, but the the 27th German Infantry Rifles, "Die Leinenkugels" are finally finished.... at least the Rifle portion
Die Leinenkugels have a storied, if barely painted, career. They were one of two units in my very first home game, The Battle of Chucaquatre, that started the Wishing Well War. The unit was once commanded by Crown Prince Otto von Buckvitz, 8th in line for the German throne.
Time to finish up the peasants, bier grenadiers, and support staff. The sad thing is this production here is officially four times my Gnome Wars output compared to the last two years combined.
No promises on when the next German units, the Yuenglings and the Liladunsts will see play.
In the Queue: As many German Gnomes as I can pump out, plus the sci-fi buildings and some West End Star Wars miniatures I primed up.
We're less than a month away from Historicon, and I've realized we have unpainted Germans for my games.
Nothing like sheer terror to motivate me back to the painting bench!
Barnhard Falkenstein, 17th Leinenkugels |
HMGS Update: The results are in, and for the second year in a row, I don't have enough votes to join the HMGS Board of Directors. Thanks to those who voted for me. If there's any silver lining, it's that I will probably do more to promote the hobby with my scheduled and walk-up events at one con than most of the top complainers have in a decade.
Project 350: Still hovering around the same, as of this morning we're at 510 (329 drafts /181 scheduled posts) a tick up from earlier this month 509 (330/179). I'm hoping to get a game or two in before I build out the table for the Gnome Wars games, before packing it up. I'm not only caught up with the Gamma World Actual Plays, but also made some headway with the next six months of the Georic Gazetteer.
Our heroes, the De Facto Explorers, investigating Rho Facility, to aid the Hissers of Notex
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Sneaky Pete: A mutated weasel scout. Pete's telepathy and night vision take a backseat when he whips out his electrical powers.
Sonny Helianthus: a sentient sunflower artifact examiner with trusted Restorationist ties.
Slitheran Wurmtail (aka Squiggles): a mutated earthworm scout, in impromptu power armor, looking for trouble, and finding it often. Previously "gave birth" to a litter of sentient earthworm babies, but recently has been subject to genetic testing and developed super-human strength, a more human body, and a thick coat of shaggy white hair. Currently under the care of RHA-9 in the lab.
Lathar Bracken: A pure-strain human from River Bend. He's got the muscle, the face, and a mount for most encounters. Lathar's trusty beast of burden, No Name, travels wherever he does. Looking for trouble in all the right places. Recent jousting champion of Fair-Town and has been awarded... a peacock he has named Chambray.
RHA-9: A lab assistant piece of "Living Metal" that seems to have befriended the group... for now!
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After evading potential disaster with four killer living metal droids in one room, the explorers, specifically Lathar, continued to push through level 4.
Most of the level was badly damaged, with small pieces of debris laying were office furniture once stood. Even where areas survived the chaos from eons ago, bodies littered the floor. Finding flickering terminals and a new type of pistol, Sonny played with the terminals while the others tried to ascertain the pistol. The weapons appeared to have a full energy cell, but nothing came out when they experimented in the lobby.
Sonny surprised even himself by navigating into the terminal's software. The rest of the group grew listless, but the sunflower discovered a number of new folders and subroutines. All was for naught as Sonny simply looked up and said one word,
"Run."
Lathar scooped up a damaged skull with significant blaster burns/destruction around the temple area, and pushed the sunflower out the door, swiping the door before the terminal exploded.
With everyone else hovering around five hit points, Lathar was feeling a bit more swole than normal. |
The group hastily herded themselves back into the lift and travelled back down to Level 3. Giving the explosion time to settle, they went back up in a few minutes to find a good portion of the Level 4 levelled. With no sign of deadly living metal coming out of their room to investigate, they covered their mouths to avoid dust and finished the remaining rooms outside the blast area.
The final door on the floor opened to flickering lights, the sounds of buttons being pressed could be heard, and they saw a single piece of living metal frantically pressing and moving a series of buttons, switches, and levels on a six foot long control display. It did not acknowledge the explorers, but would make random statements.
"Re-routing power from Section A1 to Section B2."
"No response from power unit C7. Terminating."
"Should I just shoot him, Sonny," Lathar asked.Next: #39 - Level Six
With Millie's season done, and Maja's AAU practices getting pre-empted by JV and Varsity games Tuesday and Thursday, we're simply counting down the last THREE tournament weekends for Maja's 15U team.
This past weekend, the team headed into familiar and annoying territory. The pinnacle of Greek-themed sports complexes in New Jersey.... "Sportika" for the Hoop Group NJ Jam Fest. For a very long time we've had little desire to attend. It's 30 minutes from any hotel, although the only nearby food is a very convenient Wawa. The tournaments have been substandard, with not only total routs of the pool play by Millie's and Maja's age groups over the years, but I believe our current Varsity girls won their their first Varsity tournament at Spooky Nook.... and 8th graders!
I was impressed and relieved to see that not only did Hoop Group attract a number of reputable programs, but a number of "shoe teams" sponsored by the likes of Nike, Adidas, and New Balance. Being a sponsored team doesn't always mean quality.
The format was also different. Gone was pool play, replaced by a bracket conceived by somebody. Four wins gets you the championship. If you lost all your games, you were only guaranteed two. If you won at least one game, you were guaranteed three.
The kids were with their mom and had already arrived at the Jersey Shore for an morning/afternoon of fun before the 7pm game on Saturday. I took advantage of the late time and ventured down to The Portal in Bethlehem for #FreeRPGDay.
I took my sweet time, enjoying the drive down despite the heat wave, and I was very happy there was still plenty of stuff when I got there. a
Even thought the store manager had an "anything goes" approach to the promotion, with no rationing, I held back a little and only grabbed five items, and some dice. I believe I can get use out of all of them.
I took as relaxing a trip to Jersey as I could and arrived with plenty of time to refuel at Wawa and see Maja's team take on the Palisades Elite.Hiding within the drafts of my blog are dozens of cool scenarios I've saved from other blogs. Some I saved because they look great, others because the write-ups were great.
I finally toyed around with some gnomes on the table because this scenario qualified with the formal.
In the original scenario write-up, French marines were sent out under the cover of darkness to recover the ship and crew of a French merchant ship that had been captured by Arabs. It used Sharp's Practice for rules (Black Powder Era), and the Order of Battle was a little lacking.
Gnome Wars doesn't have Arabs, but the Sikhs seem to fill in well, it's just a matter of how much of a power level do we reduce them by. I did break out some of the ship sheets we've used for the Gnome Wars Mega-games.with a naval element.
An outcome so bad, I didn't even edit the photo. |
Oh the carnage! |
Captain Bosun and his drifting ship. The surviving marines rushing to the boat. |
There has been a significant decline in the quality of physical rewards for Kickstarter campaigns. Red Bard's Space Fantasy Miniatures is a happy return to Kickstarters that pique my interest, plus it's not all a similar take on traditional figures.
Last weekend was the final weekend for Millie's 7th grade team, and after finally getting a solid look at the dynamics, I say good riddance.
We were down in Lancaster for another tournament, and for once both Millie and Maja played at the same location. Of course one played mid-morning and the other late Saturday night, so it's a loooong day.
I've been house-sitting for my sister and brother-in-law in Philly, as they take a cross-country tour through the Midwest and back through Canada, so I was just over an hour away. I got to the site, saw gross disorganization from the tournament staff, and some of the most eclectic teams they could assemble for 26 out of the 32 available courts. I knew there was an issue when, with a backed-up registration line, parents who needed to pay told their kids to simply run through and find their team at their court (which was permitted). Almost to the person, each one said they couldn't because they did not know the facility because it was their first time here. Given some of the poorer teams in our programs won more games on Saturday than they had all season,
Millie's group wasn't so lucky. The Genesee Vipers always looked like a quality organization that put other Upstate New York programs to shame. The refereeing was horrible, the scorekeeping atrocious, but with one of the girls missing to play in the World Games in Italy, the remainder of the team just didn't look like they wanted to play together. Even if everything was corrected, it would still be around a six-point victory, but those girls wanted to avoid each other, and there was nothing the coaches could do.
Their second game was against Central NY Savage, a group of sizable girls, but nothing Millie's team hasn't overcome with tenacity.
There was zero tenacity. I really don't want to blame them, as nine straight possessions constituted the ball being inbounded to the one particular player, and that player dribbled up court and shooting at/driving to the basket, with no other passes to teammates. That large pattern was endemic to the first half, where they were down 18-10. The pattern continued, until every other single player simply stopped playing, because the particular player wasn't passing, wasn't using screens, and just focused on scoring, until the lead grew to 18 points and the coach finally sat them for the rest of the game. The bleeding stopped, the team started scoring, but the best they could do was a 43-25 loss.
By the end of Saturday, we were all essentially done with the season, even with Maja's three more tournaments for June and July. Between the game play, and the absolutely atrocious uniforms (Millie's seam on the backside of her shorts split), I didn't anticipate her returning for the Fall, or possibly ever.
Maja's situation isn't as dire, but the only reason she tried out at all this year were true rumors of her favorite coach returning "one more time" With two injuries and one player returning from vacation, Maja got the rare start in the afternoon. (She had three starts last year, and only one the year before). She performed well, even if the stat sheet was empty in spots, with 48-6 rout. The second game was against the hated Bensalem Chargers, but this year's iteration was no match for Maja's team. An opposite of Millie's team, they LED 18-10 at half, then blew the doors off of them in the second, 25-4, for a 43-14 win.
Maja loves her coach, but is planning on AAU volleyball or track and field jumping camps with all the time basketball takes up.
Despite my bickering I was appreciative of their wins on Saturday because we didn't need to be on site for games until after noon!
Maja's team showed no mercy for their play-in game, proper passing and their star player made better choices.
Despite the spelling error on the schedule, I knew the team Maja's group was up against wasn't much of a challenge. They were regulars in the C and D-Level tournaments around Philly, so a 45-23 win wasn't a surprise with our bench playing 3/4 of the game. Maja graced me with actually taking and hitting two shots, so the Father's Day was improving.
Maja's championship game was against a solid program, but when they brought six to the court, and their tallest girl was shorter than Maja, I knew it would be about executing early. The team shot 50% overall, 50% from the 3, and 100% of their foul shots to win by almost 40.
We raced over the other side of the facility for Millie's championship, a rematch with CNY Savage. Following the formula for the first Sunday game, these 7th graders bent, but did not break in the 1st half, only trailing 27-24. Better shots fell in the 2nd, and the larger girls on Savage seemed to start making costly mistakes. Once Millie's team took the lead with a minute left, the Savage coach was broken to discover his girls needed to commit seven fouls even to reach 1-and-1 foul shooting, which drained all but twenty seconds ... and then the girls hit enough shots to seal the deal.
Millie's team has won 4 out of 6 tournaments this year, and two of them have involved them beating a team in the championship that they lost in pool play (Maja's team has one such instance). Not bad for a team of guards.
Nothing like two championships (and two trophies) for Father's Day |
School Ball: The Adventure Continues: Actual school ball started up after the last update, and so far there's zero complaints for the girls, and a bunch from me for other kids.
Maja's getting plenty of varsity time, and as much JV time as she wants. Millie is playing alongside Maja on JV. They've won their only game of the summer thus far 32-26, with a 16-1 run in the 2nd half, the only time where they played together.
I'm being far more vocal for the 7th/8th grade division, even though Millie (8th grader) has been told to stick with JV. They brought up other 8th graders to fill JV, while they let a lot of 9th graders languish in Jr High for the Summer. Having finally made a game on Monday, I understand why.
The 9th graders (and the one 8th grade "ringer") were simply miserable playing against an equally miserable team. The team leaders were an 8th grader starting their second year of basketball ever. She ended up with 2 points, 7 rebounds, and 3 steals. The other star was one only new 7th grader invited to play who had 8 points and 4-for-7 shooting, 3 rebounds, and 7 steals, in twenty minutes. They did lose in what I could only call Double Secret Probation Sudden Death Overtime 27-25, but the summer is young.
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I try to separate from it, and it pulls me back in....
Free RPG Day 2024 is this Saturday, June 22, 2024. Hopefully there's a participating game store (check the website) that's going to offer RPG events and giving out free swag from multiple publishers, including Paizo, Free League, R Talsorain and many many others.
From the Website:Our heroes, the De Facto Explorers, investigating Rho Facility, to aid the Hissers of Notex
=================
Sneaky Pete: A mutated weasel scout. Pete's telepathy and night vision take a backseat when he whips out his electrical powers.
Sonny Helianthus: a sentient sunflower artifact examiner with trusted Restorationist ties.
Slitheran Wurmtail (aka Squiggles): a mutated earthworm scout, in impromptu power armor, looking for trouble, and finding it often. Previously "gave birth" to a litter of sentient earthworm babies, but recently has been subject to genetic testing and developed super-human strength, a more human body, and a thick coat of shaggy white hair.
Lathar Bracken: A pure-strain human from River Bend. He's got the muscle, the face, and a mount for most encounters. Lathar's trusty beast of burden, No Name, travels wherever he does. Looking for trouble in all the right places. Recent jousting champion of Fair-Town and has been awarded... a peacock he has named Chambray.
RHA-9: A lab assistant piece of "Living Metal" that seems to have befriended the group... for now!
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With a now-furry Squiggles saved a second time within the day from the research of RHA-9, it was determined that the earthworm needed to stay with RHA-9 in the lab and simply rest. The rest of the group would travel back to level 4, and continue their search. With the rest a safe distance back near the lift doors, Lathar searched the large lobby again before investigating the wreckage of the living metal that nearly killed everyone.
Lathar reminded everyone that he was as dumb as his classic barbarian look inferred by disassembling the fuel cell from the wreckage and obtaining one fragmentation grenade. Wedged within the bottom of the cell was a white keycard.
With the elusive white keycard in hand, the explorers immediately travelled back down to level 3 and tried it against the windowless door in the medical wing. The doors swung in opposite directions, one swinging out, one swinging in. Ten beds, stripped of linens lined the outside wall, while dented steel cabinets lined the inside wall. A strange-looking device was position in the corner.
A whirring sound alerted everyone, as a bipedal living metal staggered towards them. Something appeared to be wrong with its hip.
It stopped three foot away from the explorers, "Are you in need of **bzzzbzz** care?" was spoken in a feminine voice.
Lathar immediately grabbed the white keycard from Sonny and displayed it to the living metal, "YES!"
RHA-1, with a sketchy voice modulator |
Lathar tried to change the subject, grabbing Pete, "What can you do for my friend? He's injured."
The living metal moved towards Pete, scanning him up and down. It grabbed the weasel by both arms, picked him and deposited him in the odd device in the corner. Pete disappeared inside while the device came to life. After two minutes, the device turned off and the doors opened on the side of it. Pete was intact, feeling a bit tingly, but completely unaffected otherwise.
Sonny tried to wave down the living metal, but it did not seem to recognize the mutant sunflower. He decided to investigate the strange device while the others searched the room. Unfortunately both Pete and Lathar were wary of the sunflower tinkering with ancient technology, and couldn't find anything useful. Once Sonny confirmed that he could not figure out how to turn it back on, or what it even did, the trio turned back to search the room a bit more thorough.
Sonny picked up an old dirty towel, revealing an intact metal cabinet leaning up against the wall, covered in wreckage. The door to the cabinet had a keycard pad. The white keycard opened the door. Inside were a variety of syringes on a shelf, and a cardboard box below.
The asked the living metal for what the syringes were, but the machine continued to emit screeching gibberish.
The group agreed to fetch RHA-9 for help, but first they wanted to open the box.
A quick movement with Lathar's sword opened the box. Inside were nine packages made from shiny plastic. Each 6"x9" package felt like there were multiple contents inside. The only writing that survived on each package was:
CRATI
MWW-LRP
They collected the syringes and box, and with Lathar pointing the blaster rifle at the living metal, they slowly backed out of the room.
Once the coast was cleared they moved over the laboratory and made inquires with RHA-9. The furry earthworm was sleeping on the table.
RHA-9 identified the eight syringes:
RHA grabbed an Accelera, "This the Squiggles needs" and a Cur-in-Dose "...and one of these for the fungal infection."
The party concurred, while Lathar injected himself with the other Cur-in-Dose and the Stim-Dose. The human felt stronger, but unsure by how much.
Leaving Squiggles and RHA, the party moved back to Level 4 and continued searching the rooms.
The first door had a small window, with a pulsing red light from the inside, as they stared in, something quickly moved in front of the window, shocking them all.
Wary of any more encounters, they avoided that room and the next door, coming upon a set of double steel doors. A metallic dome above the door emitted a slight hum. The letters "SE" and "Y" were still painted across the doors
The group went into a tizzy trying to figure out what keycard to use, and if they needed to cobble together the remnants of a uniform. Lathar simply walked up to the door and used the blue with gold keycard.
***WURRAP*** INTRUDER - INTRUDER ***WURRAP***
The lobby lights dimmed and small red flashing lights illuminated the area. Two concentrated red lights shot out of the metallic dome, one striking Lathar square in the chest.
Pete yelled "RUN!!!"
Lathar fumbled for the white keycard and tried that.
***WURRAP*** INTRUDER - INTRUDER ***WURRAP***
Two more lights came out of the dome and struck Lathar in the chest for more damage.
Sonny took a pot shot with his flintlock pistol, "This is Colonel Ratcliffe, identification code...."
"....It's not going to work," Pete screamed. "Just shoot it!"
Pete didn't give the sunflower time to react, pulling out his blaster pistol and firing two crack shots at the dome, exploding it. The lights and alarm ceased.
Reloading his pistol, Sonny nonchalantly said, "Maybe we should use the red card on the red level."
With the red card, the double doors slid open without issue.
This room was another familiar corner room, slightly smaller than the cafeteria. The room was filled with several desks, cabinets, and terminals. The far wall had four very familiar killer living metal that they experience in the lobby, lined up and plugged into some receptacle in the wall.
Pete stepped forward to investigate, but Sonny pulled him back by the shoulder, pointing down to the floor. Several nearly invisible red beams crisscrossed the first ten feet of the room.
Using the red keycard, Lathar shut the door. "We don't need that problem right now."If it's the middle of June, that means #RPGaDay#RPGaDay is but a few weeks away!
It wouldn't be the first year without worry, but there are some rumblings about not formally doing it for Year Eleven. Even in the unlikely event that the good folks who set this up decide to take a year off, I would simply recommend using the #RPGaDay2015 list. It's a fresh list for new participants, and it's fun to look back an compare my answers from ten years ago.
There was a streak of UBCons we attended in the mid-90s, thanks to Larry Sims and Optimus Design Systems (Battlelords of the 23rd Century) putting us on the con mailing list. I can't remember if this is the con we transported underage people to Canada, other members of our group ended up in dog collars, or the one we accidently whipped our friend Scott in the junk with the buckle portion of a belt. All of them involved Wooly and I running some iteration of Burning Plastic, the sci-fi rules set another friend wrote up, using Green Army Men as killer robots.
Hell, the five-hour road trips up to Buffalo and back were epic in their own way, and that's with the large Elmo as our traveling companion.
With Phil and Scott (and Elmo) for UBCon '96. The Belt incident happened then. |
Our heroes, the De Facto Explorers, investigating Rho Facility, to aid the Hissers of Notex
=================
Sneaky Pete: A mutated weasel scout. Pete's telepathy and night vision take a backseat when he whips out his electrical powers.
Sonny Helianthus: a sentient sunflower artifact examiner with trusted Restorationist ties.
Slitheran Wurmtail (aka Squiggles): a mutated earthworm scout, in impromptu power armor, looking for trouble, and finding it often. Recently "gave birth" to a litter of sentient earthworm babies.
Lathar Bracken: A pure-strain human from River Bend. He's got the muscle, the face, and a mount for most encounters. Lathar's trusty beast of burden, No Name, travels wherever he does. Looking for trouble in all the right places. Recent jousting champion of Fair-Town and has been awarded... a peacock he has named Chambray.
RHA-9: A lab assistant piece of "Living Metal" that seems to have befriended the group... for now!
================
Upon receiving their physical boosts from RHA-9's "laboratory research," the explorers gathered their wits and decided to take the lift further up. Swiping the yellow keycard inside the lift, only
4
1
...showed up on the display. Sonny pressed four.
The door opened up in the center of a large room. The room was littered with desks. Some were flipped, some crushed, others with crushed bodies of soldiers beneath it. Some intact terminals were on the ground, most were smashed. Numerous blast marks and bullet holes covered the walls. The group cautiously stepped out, spread out and slowly worked their way through the carnage.
Pete was first to detect the noticeable path through the debris. It looked relatively recent and had crushed weaker items under foot.
The weasel whisper-shouted to the group, "There's something on the opposite side of the room."
The group hunkered down in position. Pete skulked around desks, barely getting glimpses of a living metal moving slowly through the room.
Sonny asked "RHA-9, are there other bots in this facility."
Silence.
"Squiggles, the damn bot doesn't think I exist, can you ask him for me?"
The worm obliged.
"OF COURSE," RHA-9 replied to Squiggles, "BUT I DO NOT RECOGNIZE ANY MODELS RIGHT NOW."
As Pete continued to track the living metal, his eyes caught a red light that appeared to stare back.Sonny reloaded and cursed their living metal companion, "RHA, if you could listen to me, I'd ask what to do, you stupid tin can."
Squiggles, still amazed RHA could talk to him again acted as the middle man.
"THAT RHA UNIT IS FOLLOWING IT'S LAST PROTOCOL INSERTED BY PERSONNEL. WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO DESTROY IT BEFORE I DESTROY EVERYTHING."
Meanwhile Lathar turned the remains of the corner and fired a center-mass shot at the enemy living metal. It exploded in sparks and it finally stopped firing.
Combat ended, RHA-9 began beeping faster and faster.
"RHA-9, the threat is over, stop beeping!"
"OK!" and the beeping ceased.
RHA-9 explained that if he taken any damage, his protocol was to detonate his "Yorkum capacitators."
The group went eerily silent. The last time they dealt with a Yorkum resulted in the destruction of Koto damn and the Caves of Ulmin below. They immediately ordered RHA to head back to his lab and initiate any repair protocols he was capable of.
Squiggles expressed his injuries, "I'm a step away from self-destructing myself." He and Pete were given the last of the healing syringes.
Lathar was dead set on opening some of the doors bordering the large rooms. Sonny convinced him to search the desks first before kicking open doors.
The search of the desks revealed four items:
A picture of furry Squiggles in the style of Dr Seuss. |
GM Notes: Lessons learned (A) security bots know angles (B) Gamma World has death's door rules!
I also don't profess to be an artist, but AI art generators are not having a fun time with Gamma World characters and situations. Not many references for human non-artists to draw a furry earthworm, either.