B.B. & The Disreputable Dandies!

My Dearest Disreputable Dandies!

Jolly good! I'm so excited, I am positively beside myself - and each of me is urinating on the other! As to the bearers, indeed, I have contracted with a local band of "boogie boys" from the Uwannitt Ugottitt tribe. Smart looking chaps from what I can glean from the photograph they sent me. Big smiles and all, like they're all in on some secret or what not. Right!

Well, I'm off to pack my Steamers. Grand idea, this Holiday Hunt! We must be sure to "lift a glass", then perhaps "gift a lass" in honor of our gracious host. Cheers for now!

Yours,
B.B. Pantysgawn, esq.

Organizing the Expedition !

WTF! So nice to hear from you. Oh I say Fondles ~ what a Capital Idea! Ha Ha! BB would you put me down for an extra boy too, please? Simply must have someone to tote my ale, doncha know??? (Not that _I'd_ even sniff Fondles bloddy Scottish Bladder Swill! HA!) Bloody shame about the Cholrea, eh?

And Fondles . . . Not quite sure _where_ you're goin' ta land the bloody thing . . . Assumin' that is that you can get it up. In the air man; in the air! (I say, where _is_ your mind these days old boy?!) Best I remember, you point at the valley and take 'er that a way. Good luck!

We'll do our best for Sir F! (Hmm, Daddy's getting a bit long in the tooth these days isn't he Fondles?!) I do believe I've met this Chuck Steak chap. Definitely a Yank. Not a bad shot, not a Good Shot either, if you know what I mean? Eh? Still if he's out there we'll do our best!

Oh, and, BB? I say, have you heard anything from our Academic Friend?! Isn't he coming along for a bit of sport too?! (Remind me again, is he at Oxford? Or is it Cambridge? Eaton? Bloody Hell! Never can keep these Academic Types straight! Say what?!)

Oh yes; I nearly forgot! The Strand magazine has picked up my successful Serialization . . . Yes, "Tom Teriffic's Thrilling Tales of True Adventure" will once more be published in Merry Ol'! Brillant News that, eh?! Perfect timing for a little trip, doncha know? Eh?!

Must run Chaps! Looking forward to it immensely! ("Charles! Ah Charles. There's a Good Lad. Check my rifles will you? And order in more of those large bore cartridges!")

'Ta Lads!
~ TT

Buxtom Blue Pantysgawn, here.

So what do I find waiting for me this morning? Tim the Elder just might be excited and in the mood!


My Dearest Fellow Ardent Adventurers:Bully I say! April the fourth?

Blasting bloody beasties before bedtime? Splendid! Count me in, my good fellows. Sounds like a right jolly good show, eh what?

Yours with Highest Regard,B.B Pantysgawn

("PITHINGTON! Fetch me my Holiday gear, there's a good chap. What's that my lad? A bigger gun? No, no, my dear boy. We're not hunting elephants; apparently we're going on a "lizard" hunt. I know, I know, but they sound like such likable fellows, I would dearly hate to let them down.
Perhaps some spare underoos, though.")


Immediately followed by PJ's reply!


What HO, Laddies!

Sir Worthington Tongueswallow Fondleballs; MP,OBE, ORG. here!? Also known to my friends at the naughty Hellfire club as "WTF".??

I will be flying in at the controls of the "screaming chicken".? Thanks B.B. for the map and the coordinates!? I'm sure that there will be plently of clear, jungle floor available for me to bring the "chick" in for a soft landing.? Hope I've got enough petrol, though.....Knew that I shouldnt have spilled tea on that bloody map.? (how many miles did you say that it was?)? Ah well, no worries.? I shouldnt let petty details get in the way of such ripping good fun, what??

By the by, B.B., I hope that you have brought some "wogs" along as porters...when I? mentioned this little sojurne to my servants, the lot suddely came down with an acute case of cholera...bloody odd that!? I am bringing along a case of OLD MOORHEN'S SHREDDED SPORRAN (the finest whiskey ever squeezed out of the bladder of a Scotsman), and I will need somebody to tote it through the bush.? I'm sure that our aim will improve after a few tots of this stuff.? HAR HAR HAR!

Oh, and I have been given a task by me daddy, Lord Fondleballs Himself.? It appears that our cousin from the colonies, Chuck Steak, has gotten himself lost in this self-same bush that we will soon be trotting though.? Hope that you laddies will help me keep an eye out for him.? For some reason, me daddy wants him back,? dont know why....daddy never did like Americans...being rebels and all.............

Ta!


As Pat said, I think this is going to be a hilarious game!!!

Dino Hunting Game Day !

I've obviously gotten out of the habit of blogging . . . But I have been gaming, or working on gaming stuff!

Thomas and John and I played a great Dino Hunt game a couple of weeks ago. Since then I've been spending my evenings working on more jungle terrain. I canceled last Friday's game ~ being behind on work and stressing. Though I did end up buying more supplies and working on even more jungle terrain.

Here's a photo of Tomas in the jungle.
I've got some good ideas and am pretty excited about this silly game! I'm hoping that Thomas and John and I can play this Friday. Maybe the three of us and David can get in a game next Friday. And then on April the Fourth I'll be hosting PJ, TtE and TtY as we set out in search of this lost jungle! And do I have some jungle for everyone to explore!


Once we set a date I sent this to the guys . . .

Eh? What???

Things with Big Pointy Teeths?! Rustlings in the brush?! Distant drums echoing through the dripping trees?! Rumours of fantastical prey to hunt!? More ammo than you can carry!? And did you see that giant yellow chicken flying overhead!?Eh? Eh!?

You'll need a good name, any nationality, and a bad accent that you can keep up for the day! If you've got a pith helmet or bush hat bring 'em! We will be using the Cliff Hanger rule ~ so be forewarned that you just might have to tell us all an Incredible Thrilling True Tale of how you survived when we thought we saw you get eaten, or poisoned, or drowned, or crushed in that rock slide, or . . . Well, I say, you're bright fellows. You should have the idea by now. Eh!?Say what?

Oh, yes, of course libations always help. Right!? Right.

Now then, get your little mens painted TtE! TtY, if you're interested I've seen some of the Mage Knight pre-painted figs that can work. PJ you know, you _can_ paint this scale it's the same as those Termies you did. I've got just enough time before the fourth to really make us some terrain! Did I mention my encounter ideas? No!? Well then, 'haps best left unsaid. Eh, what!?


'Ta
~ Tom Teriffic

Walleye's Big Game Hunt

I used the remarkable Comic Life free thirty day demo to put a few of our game photos into this format. This is something else I learned about over at the Lead Adventurers Forum. (If I've done this correctly, they should be clickable for a larger more legible version.)

Check it out! http://www.lead-adventure.de/ There's some great gaming going on and some really nice folks sharing their ideas and techniques. Amazing stuff. And Inspiring too!

Actually I've been so inspired, and had so much Fun Friday night, that I'm using a phto of Tomas for my profile portrait!

I spent the weekend fiddling around on more jungle/lost world treees. Michaels and A.C. Moore have wonderful silk and plastic plants that can be made into all kinds of fantastic trees!

Proof ?

Last Friday Thomas and John came over for a Wings of War game. I've been lurking on the Lead Adventurer's Forum for a little while now . . .

Inspired by some of the pulp posts there, I decided that maybe we'd try something a little different. The guys were okay with the idea, but just in case I rolled out my flying mat. Hastily covered that with my generic green Woodland Scenics mat (which I love by the way!) (Come to think of it, I really like roll up mats for gaming! Fast and easy.) A quick scramble into the attic and I had three large boxes of fern trees that I had made years ago for some 40K games.

Thomas and I set the terrain up and added the dinosaurs we had both bought that afternoon. We used the excellent one page Big Game Hunt rules, a free download from http://www.perilplanet.com/ .

I used my French Foreign Legionnaire, from Askari Miniatures, and Thomas brought along a selection of his Mage Knight figures.

Lets just say the we had a hoot. Beer and giggles and dinos everywhere! We literally laughed ourselves silly. Thomas' Walleye (the sort of steam punk dwarf), armed with an elephant gun took on a TRex. And lost!

My character Tomas ended up the big winner of our first hunt. John's Chuck Steak character survived our first hunt too.

Our second hunt was interesting and just as much fun as the first. Wally the dwarf was the big winner, killing just about everything in sight as we treked the length of the table. He even got to blow up the hideous giant spider that he was so frightened by!

Chuck Steak got pretty badly mauled, but did live. John had to leave before we finished, so we moved Chuck Steak randomly . . . The last we saw him he was running back and forth, fortunately there weren't any dinosaurs around. Though when we went back for him we coudln't find him . . .

I suspect that we'll be playing many more Bg Game Hunt games! I know I can't wait to spring it on the Tims!

Chapter 1, Walleye's Big Hunt

I have PROOF!

After a long and dangerous trek through the Lost Forest of Mirages we have finally returned to civilization. I deeply regret that neither Wally nor I have any idea of what became of Chuck Steak. The last time we saw Chuck he was running back and forth through the underbrush ~ muttering something about, "No! Really! I have it under control . . ."

Despite the unfortunate and hideous deaths of Walleye and his brother Beareye Wally and I continued our exploration of this strange and fertile land. Neither of us have the words to describe the many different BIG creatures that we discovered.

Fortunately we were well armed and had sufficient ammunition to defend ourselves with. In fact the Big Game Hunting was so 'enjoyable' that I believe neither of us will ever reveal the details of the location of this fabulous area. (We might however be able to be, um, persuaded to lead other Hunters to the area for suitable inducement.)

Despite our long search, once we returned to where we had last seen him, we were unable to find Chuck Steak. However we _did_ find an abandoned cache of photographic equipment. The first of these plates have just been processed.

Now we have proof of the tales we have been telling in The Mug Alehouse! I am enclosing one of the prints for your consideration.

Your Friend
~ Tomas