Professor Fairfield is back--and he's brought friends!
Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 12:00 am
So, now that it is Summer, I'm back at home with my brother and parents and the smell of several sorts of manure all at once. That kinda sucks. Not all is bad, however; as I am also back with my Lego collection! Long ago my brother and I wanted to play Brikwars, but my parents made us clear the room. Fortunately, they are now willing to leave our game alone, so look for a thread on the battle, soon!
Meanwhile, most of my Legos still need washing from the way they collected dust, but I've brought out my army already! Take a look!'
I don't know whether I sound d a p p e r, or pathetically macho, or maybe both, when I say this, but It's raining men! Men with guns! Halelujah!
One rifle squad, two assault squads, and one long hair from me!
AK-47 or Thompson SMG? At this range, either should mow you down!
There's a few trooper's I stood apart from the above 27, for sake of uniqueness. Here they are!
Resident Alien. Actually, I have no idea of what to call this dude, but he has a space helmet and a lazer. Perhaps I should give him a rocket pack as well.
Tipsy McBoozerton, who just can't stand upright. The real reason is that his legs, for whatever reason, are way too flexible.
Tom Fairfield's Ghost Recon. Some ghosts come from the afterlife. Others send you there. This one does both!
The psychotic demolitions expert on our team is known as Crazy Igor. He's a good shot with his pistol, because he usually is too impatient to wait for the fuse to burn up!
Our hero, Spitaur! This 12-limbed terror uses his spider-sense to wield his revolver and Desert Eagle with deadly efficiency and accuracy. He also can run much faster than the average man. Currently taking suggestions for what sort of heroic persona he should have.
All of my vehicles currently completed, although the bus has a few blocks fallen off, and the carnoe needs a weapon. Not shown are the artillery craft I am still building, and the pitiful excuse for a tank that broke each time I moved it, and broke completely when I threw it against the wall in reaction to that.
More to come!
Meanwhile, most of my Legos still need washing from the way they collected dust, but I've brought out my army already! Take a look!'
I don't know whether I sound d a p p e r, or pathetically macho, or maybe both, when I say this, but It's raining men! Men with guns! Halelujah!
One rifle squad, two assault squads, and one long hair from me!
AK-47 or Thompson SMG? At this range, either should mow you down!
There's a few trooper's I stood apart from the above 27, for sake of uniqueness. Here they are!
Resident Alien. Actually, I have no idea of what to call this dude, but he has a space helmet and a lazer. Perhaps I should give him a rocket pack as well.
Tipsy McBoozerton, who just can't stand upright. The real reason is that his legs, for whatever reason, are way too flexible.
Tom Fairfield's Ghost Recon. Some ghosts come from the afterlife. Others send you there. This one does both!
The psychotic demolitions expert on our team is known as Crazy Igor. He's a good shot with his pistol, because he usually is too impatient to wait for the fuse to burn up!
Our hero, Spitaur! This 12-limbed terror uses his spider-sense to wield his revolver and Desert Eagle with deadly efficiency and accuracy. He also can run much faster than the average man. Currently taking suggestions for what sort of heroic persona he should have.
All of my vehicles currently completed, although the bus has a few blocks fallen off, and the carnoe needs a weapon. Not shown are the artillery craft I am still building, and the pitiful excuse for a tank that broke each time I moved it, and broke completely when I threw it against the wall in reaction to that.
More to come!