Aventine, Oh My Aventine!

Here we are, Game 7 of WarGames Con - the last and final game.

As I'm moving my stuff, TastyTaste comes over to my table and tells me I'm in the running for the second day RTT.  I didn't believe him.

We also worked out the bit about cheating; check out this video.  What's most funny is the bit that went right over everyone's heads... watch the video then Google 'Double-Knuckle Shuffle.'  There was a reason I said Aventine would go right over the table at me!

Good times, good times.

WarGames Con: Game 6

So, we're almost down to the wire!  Here we are in Game 6 of WarGames Con, and as it turned out it would be Daemons vs Space Wolves in a fight for the center.

It's worth pointing out here that I mentioned this scenario and the controversy on the top tables in my super-awesome article for Blood of Kittens, The Strange Case of Michael Strange.

Go check it out, then come back.

...

I'm waiting.

CliffNotes:  Forget Brent's stupid CliffNotes - go check out the House of Paincakes.  Come back or not; your option!

Day 2, Game 5: Daemons vs Guard

This was a put up or shut up game, from my point of view.  I've talked plenty of times about my win record against the local Imperial Guard, ably lead by Evil Homer.  My contention has been simple; Guard armies in the current meta don't have quantity shots, they have quality shots... so what happens when the Guard run into Daemons with their Eternal Guard and Invulnerable Saves?

What happens is I usually win.  I know how good Evil Homer is (as in, very) so I felt plenty prepared when I saw my opponent for Round 5. 

As it turns out, Paul was the only Guard player I'd face that weekend, but he made up the lack with a subtle leadership of his plastic toys which lead to a barnburner of a game... and it came down to the last dice in the last assault.

WarGames Con: Painting Competition

Forgot to add, check out Part IV of On Blogging over on everybody's favorite gossip rag, Blood of Kittens!

Bully Bully Bully!

(Before we begin, my first article on Bell of Lost Souls is up!  Check it out!)  So, here we are in Game 4 and I'm back on the proper side of the room, where I'll stay for the rest of the event.  And I get to play Bully Mike!  I didn't show it, but I was actually pretty excited; this is one of those dudes who simply doesn't blog enough, but I've been over his material a number of times.

CliffNotes: Daemons vs Eldar in Round 4 of WarGames Con.

Before we'd begin, I'd like to point out the obvious (I'm good at that).  This is a beautiful army.  As an Eldar player myself, I appreciated the design, and Mike's reds made me realize I needed to put away that color.  As in, forever!

WarGames Con Pictures

Well, I'd like to write up Game 4 of the 7-round Tournament, but those pictures are still trapped in my camera since Herr Fernseher has my camera and laptop equipment.  It's a conspiracy I tell you.  Anyway, let's just show you some eye candy and be done with it, shall we?

Game 3: The Great Misunderstanding of 2010

With me so far?  This is WarGames Con 2010 - just one short week ago - and here's the report for my game against the Order of Etoiles Mortelles, a Witch Hunters army.

CliffNotes: Brent's Daemons against an unknown player with a misunderstanding you may want to comment on.

So I'd just suffered my only loss of the weekend in Game 2 - does that ruin it for you?  It's an idle thought, but obviously you're going to have a general idea of how the rest of the games I report on roll out.  I'll let you know in advance I went 4-1-2 on the weekend; 4 wins, 1 loss, and 2 draws.  I hope that doesn't ruin the suspense or anything.  Moving on, I was on the wrong side of the room and in the uncomfortable position of knowing I had to do well or remain there.

I met my opponent, whose name I don't recall and that's driving me a bit nuts... if any of you know him, please leave me a comment.  He traveled to the event with a club from his local area.  I have his roster but I didn't realize his name wasn't on it.

WarGames Con Game 2: A Bitter Pill

So, after Game 1 against Kenny, I knew I'd need a solid win under my belt in order to salvage the day.  Still, my draw was taking me to the right side of the room, where I intended to stay.

Can you say, foreshadowing, boys and girls?  I knew you could!

CliffNotes: Brent get's hit butt kicked and takes his only loss on the weekend in a great game against Allen from Colorado and his Vulcan-variant Space Marines.

Goatboy and Brent at the Team Tournament

So, you gotta know that Brent would eventually write 2000 points or more on each game... and why bother, right?  I mean, Thomas has already done all the work over on his blog, so let's just steal it and start from there.  If he minds... well, Brent will take the hit for it, won't he?

This weekend was a hell of a lot of fun and I got to talk face to face to a ton of people. Hopefully I didn't piss anyone off and get a nice round of cheater mic cheaterson comments on my supposed Casino dice :). Kidding aside this event was a lot of fun. I mean seriously, we leave our hometowns/basements to have a weekend of fun with only conversations about little plastic models, beer, and hopefully some mindless bitching about bad dice rolling.

(As you can see, I even got in a few pictures.)

I judged most of the event and only played in the team tournament and was the ringer at the end of the Winners Bracket. I played with Brent from Strictly Average and I had a blast in all 3 games. In fact, even though our armies were unoptimized we did pretty well with what we had to play with. So all in all it was an awesome time. Here is a very brief hazy memory Battle Report.

The 40K Wrecking Crew Plus Me and You

Okay guys, Brent here addressing the big blue Shark Tank and all you colorful ZombYe types about the wonderful world of tournament play. I’ve got some observations to make, so we can all have fun arguing about ‘em, but I decided to do a little something different and intersperse my commentary with the Battle Report for Game 1 of WarGames Con.

As many of you may know, I played in the Team Tournament with Goatboy; if you’re interested, there’s a rather funny video of us drunkenly playing the first game. That’s right: Friday morning and we’re high on life and a bit toasty on whiskey and Coke! Good stuff.

(Me and Goat's display board.  You'll notice I brought the Storm Buster, the Dyson Pattern Storm Raven, to sit on my display board... 'cause screw 'em, that's why!)

BoLSCon - er, sorry: WarGames Con...First Thoughts

This is Brent; I'm back, baby!

First of all, big thanks to my Indentured Servant, Herr Fernseher.  I think he did a bang-up job running my event coverage.  For those who care, I want to point out I didn't edit his content nor would I go back later to adjust it.  I don't believe in moderating someone's voice.  Certainly he covered it in a different way than I would have but that's what I loved about it.  I have literally hundreds of great photos he took, not to mention all my battle report photos... I hope you guys won't get tired of hearing about this event over the next month, 'cause that's going to happen.

CliffNotes: A quick review of the events and the people.

So, here's what I have to say about the 40K Wrecking Crew...

Car Wreck: A Close Call after BoLSCon

I'm beat. 

It's 1am and I'm off to bed.  I won Best of the Worst - and don't think I won't get mileage out of that - after the reset. 

Basically, they ran a second tournament on Sunday, which I won.  The top spots from Saturday played on for the big prizes.  Obviously I've got a million things to say.

Later.

On the way home I avoided a huge wreck.  I pulled in front of an obvious drunk and only a couple of moments later he lost control, swerving along 3 lanes of traffic before smashing into a red jeep with two teenagers.  I watched in the rear-view as the jeep rolled 5 or 6 times straight at me, launching pieces across a quarter mile.

I pulled onto the median and ran back to render aid.  The drunk waved to me as he drove off.  I didn't know what to think.

I honestly thought the passengers would be dead, but the kid had pulled his girlfriend from the wreckage before I could get there.  I did stop him wandering in traffic, but I couldn't do more than wait for the cops.

It got me thinking, for obvious reasons.  Here's hoping everyone made it home safe.

And I hope the drunk enjoys prison.  The cops found the car, so it's only a matter of time.

WarGames Con: Day One

Okay folks; day one has come to an end.  Goatboy and I had a good run, ending up in 15th place out of... a bunch.  You go look at it!

CliffNotes: I ramble on in my tired way then show some pictures you don't care about.

I've got to say, so far the event is surpassing my already high expectations.  It's great to meet and yak with a bunch of people, putting faces with names and all that.

The actual event was a blast!  Everyone I've talked to had a great time, and by any measure it was a huge success. 

WarGames Con Quickie...

Elle-Drag, her Warlocks, and a few Fire Dragons

This is me, messing with Picasa.  I'm taking my setup to BoLSCon - er, sorry: WarGames Con so I can bring you multiple updates each day.

Why am I messing with Picasa?  I'm trying to make it easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy for my Indentured Servant, the Blogger Formally Known as Herr Fernseher.

Here's the group shot Mags wanted.  I've already taken down my camera equipment for transport, so this isn't the world's greatest shot.

See what kind of snob the Master Manipulator (every store needs one) has turned me into?

More updates soon - Brent

Who's My New Team Tournament Partner?

Well, here's a hint:

...awkward.

The Mighty Footdar Team... No More

fester said...
http://warhammer40kbloodangels.blogspot.com/2010/07/sad-news.html

Does this mean what I think it means?

No footdar pairs?

To which I, your hero, replied:

Nope, no Footdar. :(

Fritz contacted me earlier today but I didn't want to break the news - I wasn't sure it was mine to tell.

Something serious and unavoidable has come up, and Jawa and Fritz can't make BoLSCon.

I wish Fritz and his family all the best.  I hope everything is okay.  Family comes first.

My new Team Tournament partner is...

*yawn*

Bedtime - more tomorrow.

They're Not Exodites

Nope.  Everyone who has ever converted Eldar has come out with Exodites, so I went a different route.  I tried to portray a Craftworld that's fallen into the grip of Slaanesh.

(As an aside, check out Blood of Kittens today for my article on Proxies Vs Counts-As.  It may be a not-so-subtle snub at the team of Goatboy and Jawaballs.)

Check out yesterday's post for the army, but here's a Storm Guardian and a Dark Reaper Exarch.

(Click on the pictures for a larger view.)

*squealing tires* Sorry, Wargames Con Test Game...

EDIT: Okay, evidently I'm playtesting for something called the Wargames Con.  Why the change?  No reason they're gonna explain.

Here's my Bolt'n'Breath Daemons list vs Big Whit's Salamanders in a 2000pt test game for the upcoming BoLSCon Wargames Con tournament.  I asked Whit to bring Vulkan and a Librarian with Null Zone... well, 1 out of 2 ain't bad.  This isn't a terribly tactical game; Whit stuck to his plan and forced me to go after the points - and that's exactly the sort of game that concerns me in a tournament.

The major realization in this game was my absolute reliance on Breath of Chaos in my Heralds of Tzeentch.  There is a school of thought that the Heralds should keep their distance, shooting Bolt and Gaze from a distance of 24-inches away.  I tried that in this game and it simply doesn't work.  I use my Heralds as disruptors, and often that means making aggressive, suicidal moves to open up a game for the rest of my list.  You'll notice in this game that I ended up closing the distance regardless, using them to screen my Fiends among other things.