Here we go

I’m going to try to update my blog about something. Even though it is about two weeks until I’m getting my gecko, I still can’t wait. But my life is still going, so here we go. Some friends and I have started a warhammer club at my school. I finished converting a chaos dreadnought for my next door neighbour, and have plans to scratch build a nightwing interceptor.

I’ve mostly stopped playing wc3 and related games, and instead have started playing Oblivion and and left 4 dead more. And i’m currently typing  with my monitor turned off. In an IT lesson. While watching a programme on computer safety. Egad, it’s so patronising… Oh, i’ve also given up on overlord.

Yeah, sorry…

I haven’t posted for so long.  This is probably because anything I do is dimmed into insignificance by the fact that I’m going to get a leopard gecko on the 30th! Due to this I cannot think of anything else to write here. Bye!

You’ve left and left and found my tomb…

…and now your soul will die.

This was the last line of a large riddle our DnD party found cunningly hidden inside a massive mosaic. Because yesterday, I took part in a 9-5 DnD game day, playing the tomb of horrors, the biggest adventure ever written. In out six and a half hours of actual gameplay, we got about 1/8 of the way through the dungeon, and suprisingly, only one person died! Admittedly however, it was the toughest member of the party, and was one-hit by a four armed mutant gargoyle. But then iwe managed to kill it with a well-placed greater invisibility spell, a cunningly kicked bucket, a timely pyrotechnics spell, some fancy goggles and a lot of flaming arrow sneak attacks. And we only fought two major fights, the other one was a skeleton thing, but it was revealed to us as a bone goll…….em by the DM. Fail. And out of the three mysterious chests in the room that it was in, one of the magically locked ones had the aforementioned bone golem, one had a nest of vipers in it, and the last one had a ring of protection in it. Afterwards, I realised that this was mentioned in a part of the riddle. Oh, and I forgot to mention- I was playing a gnome illusionist. The only two traps we set off in the whole time we were playing were set of by the rogue being stupid. One of them was the box with the ring of protection in it, my brother took out the ring without checking for traps, and we were all shot up with crystal darts. The second one was in a blank room with three levers at one end, the rogue just pulled them all randomly, and the floor opened up beneath him, he fell 100ft into a pit of grave motes, and the floor closed after him. My flying spells saved his bacon.

In other news, I bought left 4 dead over the weekend, which is an amazingly fun zombie shooter and is techincally and 18. It didn’t stop me though.