John Blanche himself, damn that’s cool…his artwork of Chaos Dwarfs was amazing, in many ways I wish the old school Perry sculpts had more of the aesthetic that Blanche portrayed. Don’t get me wrong, I still love the Perry designs, but there’s something about his artwork of CDs that was the antithesis of vanilla dwarfs
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As you told me that on Instagram I couldn’t fucking believe it xD
Next CDOffline must be held at your place with him as guest!
We are not worthy to go to his place hahahaha
Also I second @Fuggit_Khan there is always something unsettling in his awesome art, we could try to make some homage to his original illustrations!
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Wow, @Filmdeg ! What a crowning experience, and it’s a regular at that…!
John Blanche is a living legend, and his art is fantastic. So full of life. I use artworks of his as reference images for my own work all the time.
I once cheekily asked him in online correspondence if he wanted to contribute a quick concept painting to CDO’s Chaos Dwarf culture project. I knew it probably wouldn’t be advisible for a retired master artist to intermix with community projects when you have a direct line to the company itself, but worth a shot. 
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I like this thread!
I have a couple of stories.
The first is from the beginning of my hobby experience. I am talking about…1997-98 something like that…
One of the guys of our small gaming group invited us to his home in order to organize a champain we wanted to play.
He lived with his parents in a nice detached house with garden. At the beginning it looked fine, even nice house. But getting closer to the garden we started noticing garbage and abandoned furniture with growing grass on it. Like this rubbish has been left there forever.
We though they just bought a house and they had not yet started to refurnish it. Could happens… 
The big surprise came when we entered the house. Piles…not piles, MOUNTAINS of stuff packed one upon the other, old video recorders, forniture, cardboard boxes, clothes, plates, everything… old toys… we realized all of a sudden these people simply gather things and place them in the nearest location they find!
Even the table were we were going to plan our champaign was covered by piles of junk. No sincle inch of wood was visible… we had to move some stuff from the table to start working…I still remember working on a pile of papers I cannot even image what was inside those papers…
From the windows we could see the swimming pool in the backyard…well, not to say it was literally filled not with water but…tons of rubbish, boxes, forniture I-do-not-want-to-know what… 
Then I needed to pee… he pointed the direction of the restroom. I walked a labyrinth of boxes and forniture in order to reach the restroom.
Well, despite all my fears it was not so bad, ok amounts of junk everywhere but we started to get used.
The problem was that while I was doing my stuff, the washing machine next to me started attracting my attention, I turned my eyes only to cross them with a rabbit staring at me. A RABBIT in his cage was simply sitting on a washing machine next to me 
Holy f…k!
Not to say he was our Chaos guy 
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Second story:
a few years later, I just moved to a new town and I bumped into this group of players. Very good players, holy Hashut, they kicked my ass all the time. But they were friendly and very eager to help me with the hobby. One of them also told me I was pretty good at painting and sculpting and supported me in this direction of the hobby.
The problem was that they had no place to play, they were searching for a club or association that wanted to host them for gaming nights.
They found this association. I know them, because I’ve played in that location years before when I was the bass player of a Death Metal band 
I knew this was a place of far right people. I did not care so much at beginning, after all we were just playing the hobby, not interested to mix with politics. Fine.
The problem was when we went to the club for the first night of gaming.
I remembered as a normal place attended by right wing people, this what I was expecting. Keep my mouth shut and enjoy the hobby.
I did not know in the meantime, this place turned into a neonazi place!!!
As a military history guy I know very welll military insigna and being surrounded by crests of SS divisions and portraits of Leon Degrelle and all the “stars” of neofascists movements was really akward!
I decided not to mess up the night and, after all, my gaming companions worked so hard to find this place for us.
When we were driving home I thanked them but I explained why this was too much for me and I was very happy to play with them but I was not going to join them another time in the nazi-s**t place!
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Bassman, that’s is NUTS!! Holy crap.
For me - there was one time Andy Jones (worked on lots of later 80s and 90s GW stuff) commented on something I made and let me know he liked it. Ummmm and I guess there was one time a friend heard I liked HeroQuest and said he still had some in the basement at his parent’s house and I could have it - turned out to be the main game plus a near mint Barbarian Quest pack. Not really great stories. I don’t get out much and not many people who know me in real life know I do any of this hobby stuff.
~N
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In the early days of sixth back in cairns at Toyworld we would all play on Saturday, one weekend I saw some local players proxieing some models for some pieces of cheese.
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What the actual fuck 
Skaven would destroy them
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I would allow proxying with food only on the condition that you eat/drink whatever I kill. 
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Then you would probably like this ruleset then Roleplay Green Room: Tiny Teddies Go To War (ruleset)
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When I first began gaming in my late teens and early 20’s I fell in with a group at my FLGS. The owner mainly operated his store so his friends could have a place to hang out. We would stay up all night after hours in the backroom playing until the early morning, and if the owner didn’t stay with us he would leave us the keys to lock up when we finally went home. There were many strange traditions at this store, but my favorite was the dice hammer, a tradition I’m sure exists at many game stores. We kept a hammer near the back exit, and when you were having a bad day with the dice you could take the hammer out back and smash one of your unruly die in full view of his fellows, to set an example and encourage them to improve their perfomance. Sometimes the dice would shatter, but often times it would just get smashed into the asphalt, and there were dozens of dice smashed into the street in the back parking lot. I miss those days!
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