The Klingons Kame.

Dateline 2323ish!(A week after last)

Place-Still in the Garvaldian Universe.

  

    Back oot to the Garvald Film Studios tonight for another run through of last week’s game with a few more participants and with that a few more bad guys and things trying to take over the SS S**tshoveler from Captain Jones Caligula Balderdash or JCB for short(digger of big holes for himself).This evening we were joined by our favourite colonist Mr Ray(The Connecticut Confederate)and the local ne’er do well Oor Andrew for a rip roaring tale aboard our favourite starship.

Another three views of the SS S***hauler.

         Mr Ray being the rugged yank as he is took on the role of the Klingons whilst El Presidente took charge of the Romulans hoping for them to do better than last week.I took charge of the ship’s crew and we settled down for an evening of skullduggery.Oor Andrew would be joining us after our pub break and although we didn’t know which horde he would be overseeing the existence of alien eggs in one of the hangars gave it away plus El Presidente does have a soft spot for Sigourney.

JCB doing his Bill Nighy impersonation.

The bridge before the storm.

Here come the Klingons.

         The essence of the story was that the last week the SS S***shoveler had been attacked by a Romulan raiding party and had repelled boarders and was heading on it’s course to wherever that was.

        Once again the ship was well set out with a few extras from other dimensions mainly Rick Decker and Rachel.Also on board were a hidden assassin and a Princess Ardala type character being transported but without Killer Kane.All Mr Ray saw at the start was a spaceship from the outside and therefore didn’t know who was where until he materialised.He materialised right in a supply deck and immediately came under fire from an alert technician who incurred a few wounds on an unsuspecting Klingon.This just drew fire from the rest of the Klingons.The poor technician didn’t last long.I decided to put my crew on the defensive I.e let the bad guys come to me.This didn’t happen as I now know Mr Ray had other ideas mainly capture some eggs that were lying about in a storage room obviously he didn’t reckon on the can of worms(or aliens) that he was about to open.

Watering the flowers.

Hangering about.

“Spread out in a bunch!”

              El Presidente and his Romulan horde materialised near the bridge with the intent of doing away with the bridge crew as well as all the innocent passengers but he was a bit taken aback when they all started firing back.His secondary plans as stated were to kill the princess and also an assassin who was travelling incognito.That didn’t work out too well.As soon as the alarm had been raised JCB with Posck and Janice in tow headed for the elevator to take them to the Romulan invaders but as usual due to the constraints of the ship they had to wait for it as it was on the bottom floor.None of the Enterprise super duper elevators here.When they finally got into the elevator and landed in the passenger deck floor they were met by a hail of phaser fire which made JCB go down like a sack of spuds.Once again we were a leader down.Time for a pub break.🍺🍔

               The game resumed with the arrival of Oor Andrew and also the guest arrival of El Presidente’s daughter’s pa in law Bob.He had come along to see what us yokels got up to on a stormy Wednesday evening.Not ones to stand on ceremony he was given charge of some of the ship’s crew.He stated that he didn’t know the rules but what the heck-neither do we.

Piling into the lift.

Looking to kidnap the princess.

Two dippit Romulans trying to assassinate an assassin.

                 Oor Andrew was having secret confabs with El Presidente about his charges trying not to let on what his force consisted of but we all knew it was plain to see that the odds on favourites were aliens since the Klingons were in the process of stealing their eggs.Let them get on with it I thought.They didn’t arrive straight away as I think their boss was biding his time and hoping he could strike when everybody else had moved.No such luck as he kept on rolling the best initiative dice.My only move was for Lt Ruhu to move into the hangar bay and shoot the Klingon mate in the back as you do.Down he went.This was the lull before the storm for as soon as he went down a horde of Aliens appeared in the bay with most of them heading for the egg store to protect the eggs.The others went straight into fisticuffs with remaining Klingons.I tried to leave the premises but was confronted by a queen Alien and I hadn’t even touched the eggs.

Boomer is still hanging about.

Janice and Spock shooting out of the lift.

Klingons not getting their own way.

      Two floors above JCB and Posck were still ensconced in the lift trading shots with Romulans.JCB succumbed to his wounds leaving Posck and Janice to fight it out .To add insult to injury Posck’s  phaser jammed.So much for 24th century technology. The only shooting success from the entombed ship characters was when Janice took out a Romulan with a clean shot but just when we thought the tide had turned Poske went down still trying to unjam his phaser in the process.The rest of the Romulans started doing away with the passengers but didn’t get there own way as the pax started fighting back.Two of the Romulans task was to do away with a travelling assassin but found that she was more than a handful with one of the Romulans immediately biting the dust.Another pair entered a cabin and found Decker and Rachel canoodling.They were given a short shift with the two of them biting the dust.Decker was so mad with his nuptials being interrupted that he started trading shots with the Romulan leader.On the other side of the deck Princess Ardala’s door guard was unceremoniously dispatched but on entry to her boudoir the assailant was met with gunfire from the princess supplemented by her other bodyguard.Other Romulans had entered a cabin containing lizards and once again although the first lizard went down easily the other one gave as good as he got.Not a good raid for the Romulans.

And still they’re hanging on.

Rhuhu dispatches a Klingon.

The assassin refuses to be assassinated.

        Meanwhile in the hanger bay there was a big scrap going on with a no holds barred struggle going on in the egg store with casualties being taken on both sides. I thought that the Aliens would have had an easy fight but the Klingons proved me wrong with a few Alien corpses being thrown out of the room.My Ruhu lasted a couple of turns with the queen before being turned into an alien host but it gave the rest of my crew time to get themselves into better positions to face the Aliens if there had been a Klingon  defeat.I was informed that opening the outer door on the supply hangar was not an option which would have been the common sensical thing to do and empty all the bad guys from both factions into space.

Aliens and Klingons spar in a very narrow space.

A posed picture.

The fight spills out.

      The final whistle was about to be blown with the Klingons and the Aliens going head to head,the Romulans taking on more than they thought with dispatching the passengers and Janice still hanging on in the lift listening to the horrible Kenny G music.After all the points were divvied up it was found that the crew had won. I suppose a lot can be said for standing back and let everybody else knock five spots out of each other.

Klingons coming out on top.

Queen Mama appears.

Romulans coming second best against the lizard folk.

           Another great game played in our usual cynical way.All figs,scenery and scenario provided by El Presidente himself.Our next game I believe is the one that we are taking to Kirriemuir this year and it’s based on Kirriemuir’s most famous son and I don’t mean the guy out of AD/DC!

     See You All When I See You.

      This has been a Garvald Film Studios Production.

Romulan Not So Rumble!

 Stardate-2323ish!

 Place-The Garvaldian Universe.

          “Kill all the non Romulan scum,forward men to victory!Shoot the cowering cretins!Kill them aaaagh!”These were the last recorded words of commander Sairheed before he was phasered into non-existence.

Posing for the camera.

The S.S S**tshoveler.

On the bridge.

       The transport hauler SS Shoveler was slowly meandering its way through the omega quadrant,captained by that well known n’er do well Captain Jones Caligula Balderdash-JCB for short(he likes digging big holes for himself)when it was intercepted by that the well known useless privateer Sairheed This provided the premise of tonight’s Garvald Film Studios production game of inter stellar piracy or something along these lines.

Some of the accommodation.

Plants incorporated.

Sick Bay.

Ready for the off.

        El Presidente had sent out the usual weekly summons to the Gothenburg Gamers to participate in tonight’s breathtaking game but as usual they were all conspicuous by their absence coming up with the usual excuses of whisky drinking and dog watching etc.The spaceship constructed by our dear departed friend Shug was unearthed and put to good use as the base for tonight’s game involving a skirmish between Romulans and the Federation.As you can see from the pictures a lot of painstaking work went into its construction and also the use of toys from other games to turn it into a masterpiece.El Presidente had added a few extras recently into the ship mainly the medic lab and all its paraphernalia.Our beloved Jefe had also finished the Federation and Romulan forces as well as the ubiquitous Klingons but they weren’t called upon to take part in the game.El Presidente had also constructed a flight deck for the ship and this was to be my entry point for the Romulan horde.

A few supplies.

Rachel and Decker get cosy.

The engines.

The lower hanger deck.

     My plan as all ship taking plans were to take control of the engineering room as well as the ship’s bridge.My force was split into two with the commander and his minions rushing to take the bridge whilst his mate and his squad headed for the engineering room.What could be easier!It looked as though it was going to be an easy night for the landing party as they emerged into the aircraft hangar only to be confronted by two pilots who immediately dived for cover but not before one of the pilots bit the dust-literally.The other pilot who looked an awfy lot like Boomer from another SciFI series immediately returned fire but was gunned down herself by a lingering Romulan.

“Surprise!”

My kind of barmaid.

Checking the engines.

The bad guys arrive.

          This gave Sairheed the opportunity to head into the ship’s greenhouse accompanied by his minions.The only crew in here were a couple of engineers one of whom headed for the bulkhead door to raise the alarm and the other decided to do her Horatio act and defend her plant room.Captain JCB meanwhile had heard the commotion and was heading rapidly towards the hangar and off course he had a couple of girls in tow.

Nobody in sight.

The result of a swinging toolkit.

Sairheed enters.

The captain and his floosies.

Meanwhile the Romulan mate had headed for the lift that would take him down to the engineering deck but found his way was barred by a suitcase swinging technician who done away with one of the Romulan minions.She was unceremoniously dispatched for her cheek.The technicians were then reinforced by a coffee cup swilling officer who proceeded to trade shots with the Romulans in between swigs of coffee. 

Enjoying a cup of coffee.

JCB and the redshirts.

The gardener shows them the bad guys.

Meanwhile back in the greenhouse the second technician had made it back to cover at the rear of the room and was supplemented by JCB and a trio of red shirts who had forced their way past the two female technicians.”Carry on “one of them uttered “We all know what happens to the red shirts!”Actually they didn’t do too bad for in conjunction with JCB they done away with the Romulan leader Sairheed leaving him with a throbbing sair heed.It wasn’t looking good for the Romulans and a fighting retreat was called for towards the hangar bay.

Zapped between the greenhouses.

Time to retreat.

The mate had heard the din and after finally clearing the top engineering bay,entering the bottom engineering bay and trading shots with the engineers decided to leave a couple of minions in attendance and head back to the body of the kirk.

Sorting the supplies.

      More Federation troops were now piling into the greenhouse and the Romulans were forced to beat a hasty retreat towards the hangar but even then they were being filleted by the salvos of gunfire that was hitting them.One eventually made it back and was ready to sell his life dearly when El Presidente declared that there wasn’t any point of continuing-I can cope with that!

“They’re in there!”

      This was a test run to see if it was feasible to take it to some shows next year.Only time will tell.We are repeating the game this week with hopefully some more participants but I’m sure there’ll be plenty of pitiful excuses for non appearances.

      See You All When I See You.

        This has been a Garvald Film Studios Production.