Been Working On My Necrorando Collection, Making Fun Little Folk To Hang Out In The Underhive. Most Recently

The Ferengi Commerce Authority is significantly funnier if you work in UK finance, as our regulator is also the FCA.

Yup, that's me, still named after a warhammer guy who shot down a Falcon gravtank in 1997.

I've only seen the Christmas Specials, but this series really does poke gently at the heartstrings. Sure, it's a small celebration of craftwork, technique, tools and inspiration as a half dozen experts carefully fix some old stuff, but... it's always about who's old stuff it was. Grandad's chess set, granny's paintings.

what fucks me up is that “the repair shop” is loudly about restoring objects but quietly (or not so quietly) about grief and memory

Only day you can reblog this

finally finished this painting i sketched out months ago… please click for better quality i know tumblr is gonna kill it (reference used)

+1 for Heroforge. It's got a surprisingly broad range - I've used it for everything from Halfing Rogues to cold-war Magical Girls.

“but AI art lets me create my OCs!” YOU WILL USE PICREW AS GOD INTENDED

lahore pigeons are some of the most visually appealing birds out there. like in terms of visual design. very minimalist, good contrast.

I actually think this is more interesting than "because tournaments have been running Warhammer culture since the 90s" (it has, mostly, FWIW, but there's More To It). It's a confluence of the rules in 10e, and the post-COVID 40k renaissance

The first puzzle piece is 9e terrain rules were a hot mess. Legitimately confusing and miserable to play with. If the only thing 10e had changed was terrain, it would still have been heralded as a golden new day.

The second is that the vastly simpler 10e rules work really, really well with ruins. Hills, woods, swamps, etc are all basically "ruins but worse".

Then there's the abject failure of 10e to rein in lethality. Turn one, anything you can see should probably die, regardless of what it is. If there isn't a lot of cover, melee armies cannot win. If there is, the game is fair, balanced and fun.

So, we have game that works great with busy terrain, and the default terrain in mechanics - corner ruins - is also cheap to make.

And suddenly the game gets wildly popular. Tournaments are popping up everywhere. One quote I saw this year said there were more tournaments run in 2024 than there were tournament players in 2016!

And they all need to fill 30+ boards with legal terrain, instantly creating demand for a veritable industry of corner ruin makers -mdf, 3d prints, etc.

We must destroy the plague of L-shaped ruins

I'm reminded that one of the first lessons I learned as a forum moderator in the early 00's was "some people only want to know who the targets are". Doesn't matter if the rules are "don't be a dick", seventeen pages of legalese, or anything inbetween: there are always folk who really, really want to hurt someone. When told to stop they just want to know "if I can't hurt them, then who am I allowed to hurt? Must be someone, surely."

Sometimes I stumble across a particular species of queer discourse post on this site and I get a vivid mental image of the OP paging through an enormous rulebook with furrowed brow muttering "come on, there must be someone I'm allowed to be homophobic to".

To horribly over-simplify my current tabletop game, it's set in a single city, currently being taken over by a lawful-evil Wizard who has outmanuevered the lawful-good (but distant) monarch. The Wizard is evil because he wants total control over the lives of others. His DNA isn't relevant. One of the few remaining resistance groups are 'the goblins'. They're not all goblins. They don't resist because they have green skin. The farmer's union leaders were put on charges of treason, arrested and executed. The business leaders were bought off or threatened. the doctors have been "relocated for their safety" to a fortified 'hospital' that now functions to weed out undesirables if they come looking for help. The sewer worker's guilds were already underground. And that's where half the city's goblins (and about a tenth of the dwarves, and a bunch of others besides) were employed. Most of them were refugees or veterans from deep-wars to the west, took any jobs they could get, were comfortable underground, and familiar with the needs of functional sanitation in cave systems. So when the harvest riots ended in bloody repression, the goblins went underground, and started looking for the Wizard's secrets.

Putting all tabletop players into a college level ethics class and forcing them to turn in a paper on moral philosophy before buying a new book