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In Topic: Elemental Contest #3: EARTH

15 August 2018 - 08:09 AM

I thought the poll judging was an intriguing idea, and definitely want to give it a try.


Should you go for that option, I'll do my best to share it on my various social media accounts.  Of course, I reserve the right (or privilege?) to ask for votes while doing so.  XD

In Topic: Elemental Contest #3: EARTH

14 August 2018 - 09:08 PM

Down to the wire, as per my norm.  I got a little over-ambitious with the minifigs I wanted to include, and had to cut corners on the MOC itself...and said minifigs.  Yay, time management!


Entry: Wulfgard: Rocks Fall, Raiders Die


In Topic: WG Weekly Comic (and other updates)

13 August 2018 - 08:02 AM

Ohohoh, we've got a demonkin fight on our hands, ladies and gentlemen.  Place yer bets!  I've got three denarii on Kye, our favorite spiky boi. (No matter how adorably terrified he is of Hanan.  Do you happen to have a full frame, without text, of his face there, Scorp?  Definitely meme-worthy.)



Daemonique's attitude was delightfully over the top in this page, can't wait to see how this fight turns out!

In Topic: ZONE - Brookpasture ((A Dying Breed))

26 July 2018 - 10:45 AM

"His eye, if you can hit it," Cyrus said as he unslung his crossbow, loaded it, and took aim at the Cyclops' unarmored nether-regions "though hitting him in his...jambags might slow him down quicker."


Kate sneered and winked at her helmeted companion.  “Oh trust me, boyo, I can hit his eye. You just keep aiming at his crotch, I won’t judge.”  She totally would, though. It was more fun that way.




Oh, bother, that was less fun.  Silly Cresty wanted to try talking it out anyway?  Kate just kept aiming, focusing in on the giant eye that was steadily becoming an easier target...


The attempt at diplomacy seemed to work, though, as the cyclops drew to a stop as suddenly as he had begun his charge.  Chest heaving with exertion and rage, he pointed his battleaxe in the adventurers’ direction...and started to laugh. An honest-to-gods belly laugh, it was.  


He then managed to gasp between amused spasms, “You...you have some courage, interlopers, I’ll give you that.”  


Kate leaned back with mouth agape.  “The hells? It actually speaks common?”  


This drew the cyclops’ ire AND attention to her, and he gestured angrily with his weapon.  “Yes, HE does, and I understand you just fine, too. Now stop pointing that toy at me before I lose my patience.”


Instead of complying, the Inquisitor once more levelled her weapon at the giant’s face.  “No one threatens me, big guy. How about you stop wavin’ that axe at me before I pincushion your eye?”  She closed one of her own eyes and scowled as she adjusted her aim. “It’d be really easy at this range, and I doubt you’ve got a spare lyin’ around.”


This earned a sharp growl from the cyclops, who was ignoring the mouthy Inquisitor while pleading to the sky, “Hephaestus’ heaving bellows, do these humans have no manners?”  One hand shouldered his axe while the other pointed a finger at Crestwell. “I will allow your elder to explain your intentions. The rest of you will be quiet, or you will be removed from my property by force.”  It was clear he had no other options on the table, and he had now drawn within easy striking range, though he appeared to have no intention of doing so...for now.


“Sure, no pressure, Elder Crestwell,” Kate muttered gleefully.  Bullseye offered no commentary as he crept up next to her.  Recognizing the scent of the large creature that they had been tracking, he straightened his tail and aimed his snout at the cyclops, indicating its presence to mistress.  He was being helpful.

In Topic: Brickfair Virginia 2018: A Day at the Arena

11 July 2018 - 01:00 PM

I greatly admire and appreciate the progress you're making, and my compliments to Scorp for those gorgeous shield designs!


This project shines with so much passion and creativity.  Like I said on Discord, you're a credit to the forum and to AFOLs in general.