Last week I got to partake in some (very brief) Strange Aeons [link] games. Being that I’m in the same town as the game’s author-owner, every once in a while when I game with Uncle Mike I get to do something a little out of the ordinary. And last week was one of those every-once-in-a-whiles.
I brought my Threshold team that had squared off (and fared quite well) against Jaded GamerCasts’s host, Lange, back in the beginning of November.
It was just two days ago that I was so filled with hope and thought getting two miniatures painted up (possibly three) was going to be but minimal effort.
Sigh.
I barely touched the miniatures I planned on getting done for Strange Aeons’ Brushoff 2011 competition. What’s worse: they weren’t even ambitious entries. They only required that I put some paint to models that were to have a two-colour paint scheme (plus some detail colours on things like their weapons). Had there been any real stakes riding on this entry, I’d be more disappointed with myself.
The two models are on different bases because the entry had to be the contents of 1 pack, and the sitting model I''ll be having based on piece from another Strange Aeons pack.
Here’s my work in (not)progress for the Strange Aeons Brushoff 2011 painting competition being run by the Strange Aeons company, Uncle Mike’s Worldwide. Things aren’t as dire as they may look, considering I really only decided I should man up and do an entry last week…eight days before the deadline.
Humble beginnings...
My painted portion of "Cultists III"
It’s now two days before the deadline; all I’ve gotten done is cleaned and primed a mess of SA miniatures and applied a first coat of paint on the two cultists (when combined with the painted ‘bomb’ cultist, they are the contents of the “Cultists III” pack and thus, a legal Brushoff entry).
The irony is not lost on me: how I almost immediately stopped posting regularly right after writing the blog post giving myself an ‘A’ for maintaining a routine of weekly posts all summer. Excuses? Oh I have them. (Are they valid excuses? Well, that might be another matter entirely…)
First off, my birthday hit me…hard. As hard as, say, thirteen bottles of single-malt Scotch. Yes, the picture below is of my scotch collection as it stands, post-birthday celebrations.
I could do after-action reports with accompanying scotch reviews!
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