If Games Workshop insist on emailing me this garbage each week, then it's my responsibility as an aspiring blogger to make use of it in the least socially acceptable manner conceivable.
Observe - if you will - the last supper of Christ.
"But Ginger one!" I hear you declaim. "Where is the saviour?
Why are there so many in attendance at the humble repast of our lord?
Why are they so plagued by acne and social awkwardness? Why are they on what is clearly a ground floor edifice? ( "And he will shew you a large upper room furnished and prepared: there make ready for us." Mark 14:15)
These are all valid points, but there is method to my seeming madness; method which shall be revealed in due course.
Consider, if you will, that the exultant joy of these unwashed, prepubescent miscreants is featured in a newsletter announcing the launch of Citadel finecast. Now consider this:
The people in this picture have just been told that they will be able to buy models cast in a material that makes them considerably cheaper to produce than their metal counterparts, yet will cost them more money to purchase.
Did you get that?
They've just been told that their already expensive hobby is going to become more expensive for no discernible reason other than making money for the company.
Just checking.
Bearing all this in mind, I assume that these youngsters are in the throes of some religious fervour on a par with attendance at the feast of our lord and saviour Jesus Christ. Either that, or they are some masochistic fucks that will look back on this with shame when they discover Warmachine in about 5 years time.
Here endeth the lesson.
Amen
