Not dead! Yearly recap and look forward

This update is LONG over due, and comes with apologies.Life hit me with a few hard blows but I am recovering.  Since my last post my PC decided it didn't want to work, my CC decided to steal funds and a massive work project. All in all it has been fun, but kept me from my plog..

So, new year , new goal.  I WILL have a post up every few days.

I have been working on finishing my Eldar, Vampire Counts and exploring the realms of Chaos.  There is also and "aftermath" from the campaign Apocalypse game that is needed.

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The local group I play with has expanded their reach and created a Facebook Page.  Drop them a visit, they have been busy it appears.Warhammer on de'Rock

On the eve of 6th Edition

I came across this and felt the need to share.  The original post can be found at White Scars Blog

Twas the night before 6th ed, when all through the house
Not a Army was built, not even Grey Knights.
The receipts were stored in the wallets with care,
In hopes that their pre-orders soon would be there.

The gamers were nestled all snug in their chairs,

While visions of grim dark danced in their heads.

With wives in their beds, and GF’s at home,

They sighed at our sight and settled for a nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

They sprang from their chair to see what was the matter.

Away to the window they flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon shown on the lawns below

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But my bros in a car shouting “Midnight release is here”.

With a designated driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment we would need to be quick.

More rapid than orks with RPJ, We whooped and whistled, and WAAGGHHEEDD, to all those that were near

“Now Smurfs’s! now, Bluies! now, Space Elves and Greenies!

On, Robbits! On, Bugs!, on Demons and Sisters!

To the top of the pile! to the top of the tier!

Now dash away! Dash away! You will be cheese by this fall!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When meet with an obstacle, the gamers did cry.

So to the internet the gamers did fly,

With a hardback rulebook, and a new sprue or two.

And then, in the night, The forums did fly

as new ideas blew the roof sky high.

As I grabbed my keyboard, and began to type,

The doomsaying began to abound.

From Australia to America the cries could be read,

with threats of fire turning the books to soot.

A bundle of armys on ebay were found,

And it looked like mechdar was leaving the pack.

But amongst this chaos, the mods blew a whistle,

And told people to chill before closing the threads.

But I heard them exclaim, before the hammer did fall,

“Chill the hell out and play some 6th first”

Happy 6th edition to all, see you all soon

 It is out of season but is wargamers "wintereenmas" See Ctrl+Alt+Del for more details.
Maybe we should call it Neweditiocomas. (tm)

Anyone else as excited as I am?

Giddeon Prime - The forces muster....

The final battles dates and teams have been chosen. Due tot he scale of the battle it will be taking place over the period of two days late August. That gives us two months to get the 6th edition rules down abit better.

Amusing the team have fallen along cliche battle lines of Order versus Destruction. One would thin it was planned but no it just happened.

Forces of Order	-vs-	Forces of Destruction
Black Templars		Chaos SM
Eldar		Dark Eldar
Tau		Necron
Imperial Guard		Daemons

Now onto he story.......

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The room echoed with the drumming of Mephiston’s clawed fingers on the table. Around the table before him were the lesser beings, but he would need them in the upcoming battle. A mock-up of the forces was projected on the display, the images taking a red hue reflected from the pool of blood below. Looking around the table he took stock on his “allies” for the upcoming battle.


To his right was Archon Drago Preato, leader og the Rilyn Vuz-Stra  Cabal. Cloaked in flickering shadows him lithe frame hid a seething killing grace, and unsettling unblinking eyes. Malice seemed to leak and bleed the air around him. Even now Drago caressed his blade laid on the table before him, like a mother to her child. Khronus hoped he could contain his rage long enough to finish this brief.


Like a statue Amenophis Phaeron of the Sautekh Dynasty stood, refusing to sit. Like a statue he was draped in silken, which trailed behind as he walked. The ‘staff’ on the table gleaned in the dim light, its blade unusually sharp. The glow of Amenophis' eyes, contrasted the gloom.


Helmgore Grosstremble sipped deeply from his goblet, letting the liquid run out the corners of his mouths. Cackling in laughter, it changed to another form to catch the drops before they fell to the ground. Its shimmering form was unsettling, but Khronus knew its masters blessed him with its presence.


Banging his hand on the table, Mephiston took a breath as his allies took stock of him. 

“When this war began, we turned on each other. Like animals we fought or whatever scarps we could claim. Now look at us, betrayed by the very bonds that hold us together.


This planet is our, we only need to reach out at take it. Our forces wait to bathe in the blood of the enemy. Who are we to deny them the small pleasures in life? Against us our enemies have allied with the children of the weak Imperial corpse.


That whih serves its struggle for life must now be extinguished. What harms its struggling life is bad and must be eliminated and cut out. With burning hearts and cool heads we will overcome the paltry forces set against us at this phase of the war. We are on the way to final victory.


The great crises and upsets of battle show who the true men are. We have no right any longer to allow this blight of weakness to display its determination and spiritual impurity. We are ready for anything. Chaos has commanded, and we will follow. In this hour of reflection and contemplation, believe firmly and unshakably in victory. We see it before us, we need only reach for it. We must resolve to subordinate everything to it. That is the duty of the hour.

Now rise up and let the storm break loose!”    -

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We have recent received an Apocalypse book and the point limit had been removed to allow a more 'epic' battle.  Lord Mephisotn has taken the lead and is coordinating the battle and keeping players informed of the changes and what-they-need-to-know.

This will be out first Apoc game and hopefully not our last.