Saturday, January 5, 2019

Cleansing The Wastes

Account of Canoness Ness Cannon of the Order of the Bloody Rose
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Our deployment began as a standard response to a call for help - a Xenos presence was detected near a scouting camp and we were sent to cleanse all life from the region. We had disposed of a few encampments of miners that had come in contact with Xenos life, and were doing a final sweep of the area when we received word of a group of suspected heretics, in the guise of Space Marines. Initially I had my reservations about attacking a contingent of marines, even under suspicion of heresy, but The Emperor cleared my mind and showed me the way when he sent Saint Celestine with a squadron of seraphim to guide us in his stead.

It didn't take long before we encountered what appeared to be some sort of infestation covered ruins, beyond which came the sound of engines.

Using the diseased terrain as cover, we were set upon by the pretenders - all pretenses were dropped and they attempted no parley. We rapidly fell into a defensive position, with our tanks fanning out to protect Celestine and my fellow canonesses, while I was set to direct our Retributor sisters covering our right flank.

A squadron of the cowards ran forth towards the center of our column cowering behind several assuredly stolen storm shields, while a squadron of their compatriots attempted to flee from us by way of motorbikes. A hail of shots rained down upon our transports, and though our faith held our Exorcist, unreliable on the best of days, was left barely functional.

The would-be deserters on bike noticed our attention on them and realizing they had no hope of escape they turned and fired the weapons of our fallen brothers on us!

One of the Retributors under my charge was thought lost to the opening volley of fire, but Emperor bless, her wounds miraculously closed and her eyes glowed with righteous fury as she aimed her multi-melta at her would-be murderers. Truly my sisters were blessed by His guidance as they let loose with fiery vengeance, slamming waves of heat upon a stolen land-speeder.

A sudden rumbling shook my concentration, however, and I turned to find the machines-haunted Exorcist rumbling across the battlefield. Behind it I could just make out the last figures of a squad of Repentia running forth from our Transport towards the pretenders cowering behind shields, while a flights of seraphim soared overhead in all directions save back. The sound of shredding metal as our enemy was ripped apart by our Emperor blessed sisters, wielding the instruments their own penance, brought a warmth to my heart I hadn't felt in quite some time.

My reprieve was short lived, however, as the nearby land-speeders turned their attention fully to my sisters and I, and we were forced to weather the storm of their bullets with naught but our faith to protect us. Truly, the mad-men were even so desperate as to attempt to ram into us with their vehicles, crushing one of my charges and fleeing before we had any chance to avenge her.

Off in the distance I heard the engines of the motorcycles screech to a halt as they joined hand-to-hand combat with my sisters off in the distance. Were it not for their earlier cowardice and obvious desperation  I would have thought it an act of bravery on their part, rather than the ignorance it clearly was.

I know my sisters well, and no matter how great the equipment these children were attempting to abscond with they stood no chance against us in hand-to-hand combat. The singing of my Sister's Eviscerator, sounding above all else in the distance, told me I was right in this estimation.

It wasn't much longer before my squad and I had pushed through the enemy flanking maneuver and were moving to support our center as they pushed into enemy territory, though the enemy land-speeders had managed to escape us with minimal damage. It was clear the center had fallen to the Repentia, and I watched in the distance as a squad of seraphim descended behind the enemy lines in a glorious gout of flame and bullets. Our left flank, unfortunately, was met with a sudden incursion of heretic terminators, striking behind our lines and slaying several young members of our order without mercy.

With a sudden burst of flame and music, our Exorcist launched an unexpected volley of missiles towards the fleeing speeders, blowing apart one of the heretics before he even had a chance to wet himself like the imbecile child he was. I watched in awe as Celestine charged forth at the head of our Repentia sisters, and together with their Mistress the enemy fell in droves until Celestine and the Seraphim who struck at the enemy from behind met over the pile of dead.

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Not Dead Yet vs Long Dead Asthmatics

Got a nice practice game into Gaspy3 with tons of slayers against a player who recently picked up the list. I'd seen it run before, and have been aware of it for awhile, but this was my first game into it. It is... an experience. My opponent going first meant he had to hold back to avoid getting into my charge ranges (edit: I put "with his heavies" here, I think it was just his lights) - between Mobility and the +2" deployment from the theme there is some crazy board presence here. I'll go into the round-by-round, but first, the lists!

Monday, March 26, 2018

Not Dead Yet and the Desert Hobo, Buffalo Team Tournament

So this weekend I wound up hitting the 2nd Annual Buffalo Team Tournament in Buffalo, NY, with 2 of my teammates from the OTC. After the OTC I had started trying out Jalaam, but only managed to get 2-3 games in before I went to London on vacation. Jump forward a few weeks, and I landed back in NY on the 22nd of March, with the tournament looming on the 24th. I'd been planning on pairing Jalaam with Zaal1, because I have a problem with trying to play ADR and also wanted to get some practice in before the SOO (woo Champions!). I knew that I wanted to run Jalaam in Winds, hopefully with something that could function as a counter-shooting list, and since that seemed like it'd make for a decently balanced list (volume of shooting, a few sources of mild-crack), I wanted to pair it with something that could ask it a lot of aggravating questions in its own right. I know Zaadesh2 has been the popular go to for our ADR, but I've always had a soft spot for Zaal1 and couldn't resist trying him out.

Unfortunately, I hadn't played him in over a year - so never in a theme. I did manage to get one game in via Vassal (Thanks to The Unholy Potato in WMH Discord for the game!), and while I got myself killed it made me feel pretty good about my decisions. I'll be going over my games from Saturday, but first... the lists!

Sunday, February 11, 2018

On Even Footing

Hey! Remember me? I post nothing of real value sometimes, in exchange for meaningless validation in the form of page views!

I haven't done that in awhile, though, for a few reasons. I took a step back from participation on forums, Facebook, and posting here when themes finally came out. I was pretty overwhelmed with new options and things I wanted to play, and have been jumping from list to list over and over.  I really didn't want to post a bunch of hot takes on our themes, so I took a few months to play around with them and figure out what I thought. Months later and I'm still not sure where everything stands, overall. The breadth of competitive options is pretty astounding, with really only Mordikaar and Xekaar standing out as duds in our current stable.

Thursday, September 21, 2017

A String of Games all involving theme lists - Tournament Report

Alrighty, yet more of the Fat Man shooting things. Feeling like I've lost the drive to be creative in any way, what with the impending theme dump, I haven't even bothered to change what I have in my bag for the last few weeks. Does seem to be working out for me, though. Having trouble imagining what will come out of the theme dump that will change that half of my pairing, but if something is there then we're going to be in a real good place.

This tournament was down in Waverly, NY - just on the border with Pennsylvania. There was quite the showing, with people from Syracuse, Binghamton, and Ithaca (where I'm from) traveling down to meet up with the guys that play out of Waverly.

For those who have been holding onto hope that themes aren't the end all be all, every one of my game was into a theme list...

Editing note:
Okay. So. Yes, the original title referenced 1- playing into many tier lists, 2- my blogs current title, and 3- a tragic part of history. It has been changed, because holy shit internet, it is totally fine that some people were bothered. And, hey people who were bothered, sorry 'bout that.

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Longest Day - Tournament in Bethlehem, PA

Alrighty, I have a few write ups to do, and this is me starting out with the oldest one I can still remember well enough to do this with. This tournament was a 75pt standard SR down in Bethlehem, PA, about 3 hours and 15 minutes from where I live. Ever since I gave up smoking, doing these early tournaments that require a long haul has been kind of brutal on me, and I've generally done pretty frickin' bad. Right now I'm planning on chugging a bunch of energy drinks when I get there, hoping that will simulate being on my previous cocktail of stimulants. As is, though, I got my bags packed the night before, loaded my car, and went to bed early on a Friday night after having a relaxing time hanging out with my cats and watching TV.

I just dropped Rasheth the entire day, as my off-list was more for infantry spam and/or Cryx in general. So... the list!