Sunday, July 11, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Wings of War
We got a plane each as part of entry, bought the 9 year old one too... and the 16 yo insisted we needed a boxed game also for the rules, damage card deck etc. He was right, and yes his mum killed me, but it was worth it.
I flew off the table on my first game, they let me live but the whole room looked at me and slowly shook their heads. Then I got shot down 5 times in round 3 and cracked it,
"I'm never playing this stupid game again."
"But Dad! You just bought the boxed set!"
"Yeah, and I'm throwing it out the window on the way home."
So these pics are of my first game with the 9 year old the following morning.
As we predicted he absolutely loves it. Even his Mum could understand our firm commitment to collecting all the pre-painted planes.
It's an awesome game, super fast and easy to pick up, you basically take off and learn while you're flying. We have one seater WWI planes for now, can get 2 seater WWI sets also (there are a few series of planes) and then we want to collect the WWII game and planes also :)
Next post: Moto Grand Prix, the board game I bought my motorcyle-obsessed 16 year old for his birthday, with game pieces capable of leaning into corners and popping wheelies on the straight.
EDIT: UPDATE
Joe Dodgey's Dice and Games - Tournament sponsor and good bloke, sells Wings of War thru his ebay store.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Friday, December 25, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Post It Shooter
Stop motion with post it's - computer game
http://www.kloonigames.com/blog/games/post_it
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
OMFingG - old school
The first sci fi rpg. That's right, pre-Gamma World.
It's similar, but you wake up on a giant spaceship -
really just a dungeon crawl game with robots and laser swords.
So what does that mean to you and I?
Well, at my house it means Gamma World 4e.
Sound too obscure and dorky?
Sure, right up until the moment you roll up your first
12 foot walking oak tree with arms, toting an anti-aircraft gun
like it's a rifle, with a giant psionic centipede for a sidekick,
and you face your first ambush, through the ground, of
anthropoid mutant cockroaches with flamethrowers, grenades
and rectal gas special attack.
Giant cyclopian mutant chicken bushrangers will gnaw your bones.
Shit is about to get ugly