40K: To Punch an Alien

In the Grim Darkness of the Fortyfirst Millenium

I still buy plastic crack

Behold! Two men in their forties playing an appropriate game!

Heh, I am still in my thirties for a little while longer.

Damn you, ageless Kasfunatu!

I am Kraken; age has not wearied me, nor the years condemned. Twelve of the buggers, I think, since last I ventured into these waters. Well, not really, it's basically Age of Sigmar with guns, and I venture out into those waters all the time. But I'm allowed to celebrate a little. All these 40K models I've painted, and nary a game in all this time.

So hurrah! Break out the bolters and burn yourselves a heretic, we're back in business, boys!

Terrarium

Reptile week here, for some reason.

X-Wing: NorraRey vs Missile Spam

Having just returned from the US, I was searching for jetlag cure and an evening's entertainment. Step in Kraken and another scum list.

Think Kraken, think Scum. That's what I'm aiming for with this series of Xwing games, and I won't stop until we become synonymous.

What's That You Saih?

99% of my collection may be boxed up in storage, but a brave few models have escaped the all-encompassing bubble-wrap, like the Fellowship fleeing Khazad-dûm.

Nothing but single-figure updates for the foreseeable. So let's start with the Mistweaver Saih!

Armies On The Move

Mistakes were made.

PowerXtreme

Man and machine!

Warlord of Galahir: Soiled Goods

Our last foray into the Galahir! Save the merchant! Grab the loot! Kill the warlord! Increase productivity! Be happy!

As usual, Kraken, Leofa and Stylus (me) played over Skype. And to judge by the mission's introduction, we're not the only ones phoning it in.

X Wing - Gonk Prince vs Strike 3

It's been a while, but there was time last weekend for a little SkypeWing between myself (Kraken) and General Kas.

I've missed a good space battle; glad to be back on the mat.