We’re going into GOLEM DESIGNS FULLSTEAM AHEAD!

Glory in battle!

The unnamed Barbarian facing off a horde (6) of smelly Viking-esque Warriors. I’ve always wondered why the ‘Barbarian’ was a class in most RPG systems. Thats like saying being savage was an occupation or even classifying characters by their level of sophistication.

The only way to deal with the basterd Skavens are to mutilate as many of them as possible. At movement rates of 9, they can cross the field and score a touchdown in a single turn. This here was my most joyous moment having removed more than half their team from play. Orks for de’ Win! Go Painbringas!!! WAAAARGH!

Hair Devils live in the many clogged sinks and drains of the world. Occasionally some might be found to inhabit barbershops and salons though the salon variety devils are usually bleached to the point of no return and are often outcasts amongst its own kind. These hirsute demons of the lower planes live to bring split-ends, bad hair days and dandruff to the world and may be destroyed with a good drenching of any industrial strength conditioner while chanting verses from the Holy Book. These demons have no effect on bald people and avoid them like the plague.

For 2010, I vow upon the soul of a decapitated chicken, that I shall;

1. Learn Actionscript 3.0
2. Improve my art fundamentals
3. Learn 3DSMax

29th of December 2009… two more days to go. The office is deserted. Why the heck am I still here??

Christmas is bust this year ’round with being down with the flu and a bad sore throat. It seems illnesses strikes everyone at the same time. Its either contagion or the world is indeed spiralling towards the apocalypse and ol’Pestilence is at the head of the quartet.

I hate being on the recovery bend of an illness, it beats being knocked-out sick but you can’t do a thing and you can’t ask to stay in the comforts of your own home and secretly play games. You feel weak as anything and your internal thermometer is out-of-whack so you sweat profusely at any given moment. You’re paranoid about everything you eat in fear of a relapse!

Ugh…

Happy New Year Everyone! (Yes, you,… whoever is reading this. You are the only one!)