Grim metal bedlam: sun, Mar-1st.

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 Been a long day so far as I am very tired and probably will not sleep for a while more.


That being said I had an idea while sitting listening to dungeon synth trying to decide what to work on…. And I think I will do a daily development blog for the game I am designing (I will post it in the evening.) 


Still intend to do the weather report (named in memory of David Lynch’s daily vlog). But it will be a general update on life and the happenings of such. Though I have not worked on grim metal bedlam ruleset directly today. I have been cutting up miniatures and painting them badly.


They are specifically being made to be used for play-testing the game. And are painted in a very whim dark way. 


Bought an army painter beginners basing kit so I could flock up some models. I feel it was overpriced for what you get but it came with all the essentials needed to do what I need to do this month.


The last couple of days the dwarf skirmish game has been on my mind more than my world building game project. Mostly because nostalgia (remberence of happiness long ago). My box of metal miniatures I wish I still had included: a mostly complete set of marauder chaos dwarves renegades. I wish I still had those or could find them but there cost is more than my budget.


I looked some alternative but the original were so distinct, nothing really compared to the characters personality of the renegade set. I bought twelve dwarves and 12 goblins from alternative armies which I am hoping I get before judgment day (me and my self centered ways). I would really like to base and paint them in a couple of days in two big batches so can adapt a variant of my campaign system and get that book out of my system.


It won’t be the grand thing though. A simple beer and pretzel game of the old school. 


An alternative title I am thinking of is thunder-crow:  a glimmering in dark.


I think it will use a d20 with modifiers. A chessboard as the battle mat and a handful of miniatures. A very simple little game in my head that I am hoping will not balloon and is also very different from grim metal bedlam not a reskin.


I hope to catch some of the dark fantasy of the 80s. That joy and ache of a memory of wonder.

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