I know, I know - but better late than never, right?

The Evil Goatboy; a picture capturing the awful truth.  Okay, maybe there were SOME changes in Photoshop... but the eyes weren't touched - they are naturally an evil red.  He'd get along with the Master Manipulator (every store needs one), who also has naturally evil-looking orbs planted in the center of his face.

So this will finish off the reports of my games at BOLSCON 2009.  As I've said in the past, this was by far the best tournament I've ever attended, and while I've read the information out there in 'Ye Ol' Blogosphere' that says it was a failure on *enter phrase here* level, I can only say this...

Make plans to attend in 2010. Chances are, you will have a blast.  Let the forces arrayed against each other out there argue the finer points of what someone should or shouldn't enjoy - it's all beyond me!

(No, they're not paying me to say any of this.)

Game 7, Eldar HQ vs Ork HQ

So here we've set up our forces... mmm - something's wrong...  Where is the rest of the forces?  Well, in case you've not figured it out, we did an HQ battle...

And I lost.

So what happened?  Nothing much.  It was the final game, and while both of us were comfortably resting in the championship bracket neither of us was going to be in the money.  It should be mentioned Goatboy was drrruuuuunnnkkk!  He was celebrating his engagement that weekend, doing it up right; he plopped down on the table and said, "Hey - wanna do an HQ battle?  I don't want to get my shit out again!"

"What?" says I, "That's unethical!  It would be bucking convention to change the rules to suit our selfish purpose."

Crestfallen, Goat drained a bottle of beer (not really) and burped.

At which point I said, "I'm struck by the intricacy of your argument.  I'm in."

He had a Warboss and Mekboy while I had the Avatar and Eldrad.  We agreed I wouldn't use Doom but could use Fortune.  His Warboss ran with the Nob Bikers, and I agreed they should join the fight!

I can take 'em!  Okay, so that was dumb, but my feeling was a Fortune'd Avatar and Eldrad had a chance to win a war of attrition.  Had they been able to, that would have been bragging rights for years - but it wasn't to be.  When the dice started rolling, it soon became obvious it wasn't going to be a green-sorta day.

So I was put down for a loss - but who cares?  It was the perfect way to end the tournament, as far as I was concerned.  I got to take my wife and mother to a nice restaurant while all the games were playing out, then I stopped back in to see the trophy ceremony.

I'll end it here - there's nothing more to say about the games or event that I haven't already.  I did learn something about shepherding your army through a major event and how best to maximize the chance for a good result, but I'll share that another time.

Cheers - Brent

I just got this over the email - interesting, no?


Lucas said...

Wait you couldn't use doom but he could use nob Bikers? That is a little imbalanced.

But hay bragging rights. ;)

Brent said...

Ya, it was very unbalanced! It wasn't that serious, but it was a blast.

Thomas aka Goatboy said...

It lasted 4 turns - and if it wasn't for Brent rolling horrible on his Avatar saves (I did like 3 in one round with fortune) he was killing nob bikerz one at a time. Every Nob had a wound. I couldn't do anything to Eldrad until a lucky claw attack at the end. But eldrad was about to kill 2 nobz a turn and that would have been it for me as I ran away. The squad wasn't a full sized squad, 6 nob bikerz and a warboss. No big mek as it wouldn't be fair hah.

But yeah - his fortune on his Avatar was the suck, but Eldrad lasted forever without any wounds until the lucky one at the end.

But Brent rocks and it was a fun tournament. Woot. If it was a 10 man nob bikerz squad, we wouldn't have thrown down like that. But with fortune up, it is hard to do much of anything to the Avatar and Eldrad.

Green Blow Fly said...

An Avatar and Eldrad versus Warboss and Big Mekk plus Nob bikers... Eldrad can't cast Doom??? First it's not really an HQ vs. HQ match with the bikers. Lopsided in favor of the Orks.


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Unicorns don't exist.

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Dethtron: "Again I feel obliged to remind you that trying to sound smart only works if you are."

MVB: "I am not one to join the unwashed masses of self-titled 40k experts out there distributing advice from their blogs about exactly how your list should be built..."

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MoD: "Welcome to Brent's head."

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Dethtron: "...you could use that extra time to figure out a way to get your panties unbunched and perform a sandectomy on your vagina."

Dethtron: “When calling someone an idiot, it's generally best to avoid making grammatical mistakes.”

Warboss Stalin: "You know, if it actually WAS funny, maybe I wouldn't mind."

Mike Brandt: "It's not a successful bachelor party if you don't misplace someone".

"The Master Manipulator (every store needs one): "...now, enough stroking."

Kirby: "I don't know about gropings. Seriously, Brent, keep it in the pants, please."

Loquacious: "No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get Hugs & Gropings or Stalks Jawaballs into Brent's little tribute."

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Drathmere: "Come for the balls, stay for the Brent? Kind of disturbing, man."

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...I think I'll call it the Gun Shy Pattern Stormbuster, because after the Internet destroyed my first humble effort, I find I'm a bit worried about the reaction to this one.

Lauby: "Is it left over from that time you thought that you could just complete step one 12 times to meet the mandates of that court order?"

Not Brent: "I guess we'll have to read on and find out. Signed, Not Brent. Especially today."

Cynthia Davis: "I think the scrolling text is from Glen Beck's new book."

Grimaldi: "Spamming certain units creates interesting possibilities but also fatal weaknesses."

Purgatus: "Math can inform decisions. It cannot make decisions."

Thoughts? Comments? Hugs and gropings?

You'd be that much quicker to figure out what I mean when I refer to a Unicorn if I covered it in a rainbow flag.

SinSynn: (To Brent) "Curse you and your insidious influence on the internets..."

Dave G (N++): "You know you're an internet celebrity when your following is more akin to tabloids."

I prefer the term Internet Personality (or IP) myself, seeing as how I coined it.

Lauby: "Your attempt to humanize him as failed. I feel nothing but scorn for his beard - it's like a warcrime or something."

BBF: "I've always thought you are a good player but I finally figured out that you are a great player. It's hard to see sometimes because your personality is engaging, sincere and quite charming - to me that is kind of a rare combination."

'Clearly cheating?' I didn't misspeak: you jumped to conclusions. If you'd like to apologize I'll be happy to send you an autographed picture of my ass.


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