Games Day in All its GLORY! (Part 3 of the Daemon Cycle)

Hi ho, hi ho, the grand day was finally upon us.

We awoke bright and early (well, I did, several times, first at 3am, then at 5, then finally 7) and had showers and got all our stuff together. Afterwards, we discovered we had left the hotel room broken, beaten and scarred. But, hey, what are you supposed to do with a free hotel room?!

We walked down stairs and out the doors for a good ol' morning feed, and, after passing several closed establishments, we decided on Maccas. Yeah, I know. I wasn't too happy about it, but then we had little choice. We got a 'blue H' out of it, at least (I have no idea how the current Maccas scheme is 'I Spy' but, go figure).

Some disgusting food down the whole, and we were ready to go!

We went back to the room, brought all our trappings down and signed out at the desk. Moments later, Papa Scerri was arriving at the loading dock and we jumped in, on our way to the convention hall.

After a little stuffing around with trying to find where we were supposed to park (and watching another guy who clearly didn't know either) we got out and said our good-byes and joined the MASSIVE queue for Games Day! The line did not disappoint. Not too many costumes, but there were a few fine Commissars, and in honour of Dreadfleet coming out, a fair few pirates (and pirate wenches to accompany them). There was also a troupe of Goths which looked like the damn coolest Eldar Harlequins I had ever seen, but I somehow don't think they were actually in 'costume'. That just seemed to be what they usually looked like. Weird.

Anyway, the line started to trickle inside, and once actually inside the doors of the convention hall we saw how awesome the place truly was! It was like a giant steam-punk factory in there... (The place is used to exhibition old trains and engines, so it was filled with cool looking Mechanicus devices for our perusal!)

The line snaked around and we finally got to the doors where a charmingly voiced Irishman gave us our Skaven Warlords and took our tickets. We had been told to 'mention our names on the door' so we did so, and the guy called over his co-worker Gerrard. Gerrard was nice enough to show us around, and to lead us to the Q&A with the Black Library team, where in I was given a free copy of White Dwarf which the Perry twins, Phil Kelly and Anthony Reynolds signed... Oh yeah... AND GRAHAM MC-FUCKING-NEILL! YEAH! (I unfortunately didn't get Mathew Farrer's signature, as he was a tad busy, but that is ok. I can get it next time I am in Canberra :p)

I got to ask my question of Graham, and he was gracious enough to respond (but don't dare believe I will repeat the words of His Holiness, holiest McNeill!!!

Then we went Golden Daemon hunting. Armies on Parade was spectacular! (Pics at the bottom for those interested) And the mainstay competition was brilliant as well. There were a few notables, and those ones are those I chose to place at the bottom of this post. I can't remember exactly who won what with what, but I'll cover that specifically once the Golden Daemon results are posted sometime soon in White Dwarf.

We played two games all up, but the second was incomplete as we left it a little late. The first game was Me, Nemesis, Beard-Guy and Jackie (I say this because to me he looked like Jackie Chan... And I'm not being racist here... He seriously looked like Jackie Chan) playing Tyranids, against Angus (a kid who was like 6 years old or something, god bless him), Glasses-Man, Glasses-Man's Friend and I-Actually-Own-A-Monolith who played Necrons. (Note: I call him that because he seemed to like to remind us every few seconds that he actually indeed did own a Monolith, like it was some big achievement. He was maybe 13 years old and utterly annoying, who didn't know how to handle a Monolith because he advanced it towards a Carnifex and often forgot to shoot with it etc. Furthermore, the second we killed ANY Necrons, he said he wanted to leave the game, and then when the guy running it said that he wouldn't give him a Purity Seal (I'll explain later) if he didn't see the game through, he decided he didn't need to leave anymore.)

The game was pretty close. We got our arses handed to us by an early Monolith shot, where in almost all of our Warriors fell, and then (due to the foolishness of the armies maker, not us) we had to send our Hormagaunts (yes... We had Hormagaunts... Sigh) into die. We eventually took down enough of their forces, however, to be forced into a draw (because they refused to fight us on their last turn and fled, giving us equal victory points instead of a clean end!)

So Purity Seals were given out, and all were happy (except, hopefully I-Actually, who was taken away by his mum shortly before the game, thus denying him his Seal. BAHAHAHAHA!). Now is as good a time as any to explain the Seals. Basically, THQ showed up with a giant replica Space Marine Chainsword. Yeah. I know. And they were raffling it off. You won raffle tickets, 'Purity Seals', if you participated in events, voted, etc. They were giving them away in droves, and they had up to 10,000 of them (as they were 4 numbered, ranging from 0-9). Anyway, back to the story.

Then we had lunch. *Interlude music*

It actually wasn't half bad, but it did cost me my first- and second-born sons... Damn carni-folk!

Then we voted on Armies on Parade, and played our second game: Tau vs Dark Eldar. I was Tau. Never thought I'd see the day. We got a few hits in and barely lost a man, (taking out a squad of Reavers on the first turn, and so forth) but we didn't get to use out Hammerhead. Damn 'Shaken' and 'Stunned'! But then we were saved by the bell... Or should I say the drunken rasping of the Pirate MC?

Awards were awarded, claps were clapped, smiles were smiled and snaps were snapped... Those last ones were camera photo snaps... Forgive me, I seldom get to rhyme.

Then, after a misdraw, some young whipper-snapper got the Chainsword and I vowed bloody retribution on the heads of everyone present. But, you know, I'll get over it.

So, yeah, everything packed up and we were on our way home. Games Day was a success *big smile finish*!

And now those pictures I promised. I don't know how well they turned out, or how well they will turn out for you out there in blagosphere land, but here goes: (Forgive my shitty camera and my shitty photography skills!)

ACTUALLY On the Road to Games Day! (Post 2 of The Daemon Cycle)

Ok, we left off last time with me getting ready to go to Games Day, but we didn’t really even begin on the road itself. Well, ALL THAT IS ABOUT TO CHANGE!

*Roll intro music*

Me and my best friend (henceforth, Nemesis) were gunning to go, and with all our bags packed, we got in his car and travelled to Broadmeadow Station (I had come up to Newcastle for the week to see Mami). We parked and got to the platform just in time for tickets and drinks (Nemesis got 2 bottles of soft drink: Mountain Dew and brown Creaming Soda... Then drank them together before realising he could just mix them into the same bottle) and we were off.

The two of us, bags included, took up 4 chairs, but the train was mostly empty. Slowly more people trickled on and we talked about games and painting and all sorts of stuff (I discussed a few more things about an upcoming project of mine called Evosphere) and all was swell.

Then a woman and her two kids got on the train, and, after yelling at the children the mother blurted out their names: Oscar and... Wait for it... Phoenix. Yeah. Phoenix. This isn’t important to the story, but I found it funny.

In all, over the train ride, Nemesis managed to eat 108% of his daily intake of sugar. Again, not important, but funny!

We finally arrived at Central and after getting my ticket out and then discovering I wouldn’t need it as no one was manning the gate anyhow, we walked outside to find our hotel. I was freaking out because neither of us is very good at city navigation (especially Sydney) but the hotel turned out to be literally across the road. First problem solved!

We checked in and all was peachy. The room was nice and... You know what? You can see for yourself!
 (This is the room from the door (with all our stuff in it))
 (This is the bathroom)
 (This is the shower... I know you wanted to see that one!)
 (This is Nemesis laying on his bed... He is doing something with his hands, but he wouldn't explain to me exactly what... So. ???)
(And this is the view from the beds. You can see my very messy mess on the table and chair!)
 (This is the view from behind the curtain.)
 (This is the view with the curtain drawn... Which couln't be undrawn... I miss the view *sadface*)

Then we headed out for some food-stuffs. Food is everywhere in Sydney, but NAB ATMs are lacking. We walked for some time until we found an alcove thing near Market City and discovered the NAB city branch with an ATM out front. $100 spending money withdrawn, and we were set for food.

I can’t decide what to eat when I have no money in my pocket and only one choice. Giving me enough money for practically anything is a bad idea. Placing me in a city full of choices is worse. Doing both at the same time is asking for TROUBLE!

But we got ramen, so it ended out ok *wipes sweat from forehead* Oh and Nemesis had his first fried dumplings... He enjoyed them lots *proud*
(IT WAS YUM! I didn't finish all of mine, and it was so filling that Nemesis couldn't even finish what I left!)

Then we walked around for a while and went to Good Games to attempt to spend my $40 voucher there (but we left with only questions that needed answering, and a reaffirming that I can’t make decisions) and then we went to Games Paradise. Unfortunately nature called, and we had to quest all over the place for a bathroom. Seriously, Sydney has NO BATHROOMS! We ended up being directed to a pub because Event Cinemas wouldn’t let us use theirs without a movie ticket, and KFC didn’t have one. (I miss Melbourne and its wealth of restrooms!)

We went into a comic book store and found a ridiculously overpriced poster of the ‘Verse (it was like $85 or something!)  so we went back to our hotel and painted  (my Autarch is lookin’ NICE!)

Then we got hungry again and after looking for a pizza place for ages and finding a very very overpriced Korean BBQ, we bought some Mexican, but I forgot to take photos, so I can’t show you. But it was nice.

Then we went back again and painted some more whilst watching Scrubs. Good night.

(To be Continued!)

Welcome Back! ; On the Road to Games Day! (Post 1 of The Daemon Cycle)

Greetings my furry, translucent friends!

I would just like to take the time, at first, to apologise for my horrible upkeep of this blog. Several things have gotten in my way (life, for one, but also moving, no internet, being sick, yadda yadda yadda) but nothing is really an excuse for not blogging, bar that of sheer nothing to talk about. Which is sad, considering this is a gaming blog. (And therefore, nothing to talk about means I haven’t been doing any gaming.)


I have moved to Melbourne and reforged my gaming group, so all is underway! I have also refounded my love of Magic: the Gathering, and am going to start posting in regards to that (re)new(ed) love!

So, once again, I am terribly sorry for not posting, but I assure you I will be posting in the near future.


On the Road to Games Day! (Part 1 of the Daemon Cycle)
(Just as a disclaimer: sorry about the overly epic title, I just thought it would be humorous...)

The road to Games Day Australia 2011 is a strange one that oddly takes us all the way back to July of 2009...


Anyway, in July 2009 I presented with some pretty strange symptoms, and, after a while of pain and such and such, I went to hospital. There, I was diagnosed and misdiagnosed and  diagnosed again. Eventually, by August I had a straightish answer (after several surgeries and so forth).

Anyway, turns out I had lymphoma.

Which sucked, but I got over it. Well, I didn’t really have a choice now, did I?!

So I was contacted by the Starlight Children’s Foundation (amazing people: they deserve your support!) who offered me a ‘Wish’. Now, what the hell did I want? I wanted not to be sick, or to see my friends again, or so many hundreds of things that they just couldn’t do... So I was a little in the dumps about all of that. Nothing happened, and the Wish drifted out of my mind.

I finally got out of hospital, went home, and was bored out of my brains. I couldn’t do much but watch TV and Stumble on my computer. So I did a lot of both, and developed a rather unhealthy love of the Lifestyle Food channel!

But then I remembered Warhammer, and I cracked out my paint set (meagre as it was, as I was never the richest of teenagers) and began painting my Goblins and Dwarfs that my most generous mother bought for me in the Skull Pass set to pass my days.

All was peachy.

Then I got a call about the Wish again, and, I had a thought: Warhammer. Specifically, Dark Heresy. I had always loved RPGs and if I got the books, perhaps I could play them with my friends once I got better!
So I asked for all the books, and they said “Anything else?” and I replied that if they couldn’t get the books, perhaps the Citadel Paint Range.

Well, time went on, we all moved, and I eventually wound up in Newcastle, where my brother, for my 19th birthday, gave me the Dark Heresy range of books. Core Rulebook, Creatures Anathema, Inquisitors Handbook, Radicals Handbook and Disciples of the Dark Gods...

I was chuffed! I loved my new books and promptly started a new group in Newcastle to play with them.
Then the Wish called again, and I said “Don’t worry about the books if you don’t already have them, as my brother bought them for me” and they were fine with all of that.

So, more time went on, I met the most fantastic girl in the world, fell in love, played some more Dark Heresy, painted some more Eldar, Dwarfs and Goblins, and just lived on.

Then my love moved to Melbourne and I started Uni. Both were good and bad, in different ways. My love moving was almost all bad: I couldn’t see her except for every couple of weeks when we’d fly to each other, and it was heart breaking to wake up alone without her every day. But there was some good in it: the feeling of seeing her and holding her for the first time in weeks, the magic of Melbourne, and finally the knowledge that we loved each other enough to keep going through all of that.

Uni was a little different: good in that I grew a lot closer to my good ol’ buddy, Mr. Fry, I learnt basic Latin and Ancient Greek, I made this blog, and played some Dark Heresy! It was bad in that I was shoved back into school work after a year and a half without having anything to do... That was jarring.

But anyway, tangents...

After my first semester, I moved to Melbourne to be with my loveliest love, and became much happier. Although, I lost my gaming group. Two months went by and I didn’t really do anything, which was really difficult because I wanted to game and to meet friends but I was scared. Then, I got the idea to email some people on the “DnD” list of a Melbourne shop called “Dungeon of Magic”. Well, lots of responses later, and I had crafted my RPG group and we are to start playing in the next two weeks!!!


I got a call back from Starlight saying that “My Wish package was ready”

What?! It is ready?! The... The Paint Set? I hadn’t been able to paint for months because of the move and everything, so I was very very excited.

“But we have added a few extra things in for you”

Oh? What could be extra? The Dark Heresy books? Maybe I could give them to my old group in Newcastle so they could play without me?

“We got you two free VIP tickets to Games Day Australia 2011, and a host of Dark Heresy books you don’t have, and free accommodation, and spending money.”


“Are you there?”

*flat lines*

“Did you just die?”

(Sorry, should have cleared that up) *metaphorical flat line*

“Oh good, he’s still alive”


So I invited my best friend, and we were all set to go to Games Day on October 1st... I MUST PREPARE!

(To be Continued...)