Bless me Internet, for I have sinned. It's been eleven hundred and forty-five days since my last confession.
Ehrm.
Sorry 'bout that.
Where was I? Right. Talking about painting.
Bless me Internet, for I have sinned. It's been eleven hundred and forty-five days since my last confession.
Ehrm.
Sorry 'bout that.
Where was I? Right. Talking about painting.
Welcome, welcome, one and all, to see the rare. the bizarre, the unsettling. It is said that once, this creature would be seen often, making bestial noises on virtual street corners, attacking random competitive players. But in modern times, few indeed can claim to have seen the elusive Incarias, and fewer still to have heard it speak.
But here, beyond the curtain, you, my ladies and gentlemen, can behold this gruesome spectacle. Who knows when the chance will come again? Come one, come all.
Insert randomized greeting.
A little under three years ago, I went and bought a 3D printer. It's a Sparkmaker FHD (so named because it's screen is fairly good, and its adapter sparked out on the second use), and it's a fairly decent little machine. It has a relatively small print area, which affects what I can print on it, but for quality of prints, it can go toe to toe with any of its contemporaries.
And it's still in working order, though all the usual suspects have had to be replaced.
So, what's the point?
Howdy y'all.
Step right up, pull the string in my back, and watch me go "There's an inherent flaw in Age of Sigmar!".
I'm nothing if not predictable.
You really thought I was gone didn't you? Defunct, like the logo to the right? Or maybe just moved on to the new, away from the old text-based medium?
No such luck I'm afraid.