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I love B3! No good can come of floating molten Awesomnium ...

Hold on, what? I haven't put anything up yet - though hopefully that will happen sometime Monday or Wednesday.

Thanks! I tried to photograph a little differently this time - I'm glad it worked out. Thanks! Thank you! I know, aren't they fun?

I love the armchair. It looks perfectly proportioned, and some very interesting technique on the arms - not what I would have tried at all.

I agree, the walls are a real winner here.

... Whoa. Anyway, I like the technique with posing the minifigs in the mud - torsos only. Some pretty nifty weapons, too.

Location: G10 Onix Tags: Civil Building (Spaceship Interior) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Silenia, Zakec and I were waiting in the hold. The young man from the restaurant had been brought aboard, along with the remaining speeder. "Ugh," he groaned. "Where am I?" "You are aboard the ship Variga, and I am Captain Viktor Kramer," I said coldly. "You're just in time for your trial. Get up." "Trial? What? But - you're not a judge!" "This vessel is in the employ of the Kawashita Group, or did you not know that when you attacked me earlier? As the commanding officer of a military vessel, I am authorized to conduct rials and deliver sentences in a military tribunal." "The charges are assault and kidnapping. As the evidence is overwhelming, the verdict is, guilty. You are hereby sentenced to death by beheading." "But - but - death? I thought that was outlawed!" I whirled around. "You think that I care? You kidnapped my wife, you son of a Kre-O brick! And I'll do the same to every one of your filthy friends. Silenia here is a hypnotist - we already know everything you could tell us. I could lay a hundred more charges as bad as those two if I chose, but I don't really care. You're done. On your knees." "Zakec, clean that up." "Aye, aye, cap'n. Any preference what I do with it?" "Space it if you like." "You can eat it, for all I care, so long as I never see it again." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We were making a long, and fairly complex, series of GATE jumps, and taking the slow way in on our target to avoid detection. The ship was on auto-pilot, with the robots watching and ready to wake us if anything went wrong. We would need to be well rested if we were to have a chance at surviving our next mission. I, however, was not in a mood for sleep. I was standing at the bay window to the master bedroom, on the port bow of the Variga, when RT3-KU entered. "Sir, I have an urgent message from Kawashita HQ." "Who is it?" "Executive Ender's office, sir." I sighed. "Bring it up." "Greetings, Captain Kramer." It was the Executive himself, I noted with surprise. I wondered what could be so important. "Greetings, Executive. You must excuse my appearance - I was on my way to bed." I took the holocom from RT3 and signed for him to return to his post. "What can I do for you, sir?" "I have an assignment for you, but your ship has not reported back from leave." "Apologies, sir. I'm afraid the Variga is otherwise occupied." "Otherwise occupied?" "Have you received my report of the recent incident on Greater Direstan?" "It's been a busy day. Something involving an assault?" "Assault and kidnapping, sir." "..." "The victim was my wife, Executive." "I see." "We have interrogated the captured assailant, and determined that the location to which she is being taken is on Onix. That is where the Variga is headed at this moment." "I assume you know that this is tantamount to desertion? You swore an oath -" "Sir, before I accepted the deal Kawashita offered, I swore another oath. 'To love and protect?' With all due respect, I know exactly what I'm doing." There was a moment's silence. "We have intel on a pirate base on Onix," Ender said. "You and your crew don't have a chance." "Sir, as long as my wife is in the hands of those pirates and I have the means to rescue her, my duty is clear, 'as long as we both shall live.' I will report back as soon as my mission is complete. You may then, of course, take whatever disciplinary measures you see fit to impose. Should you not hear from me within the next two months, you may conclude that I live no longer, and can offer no further services to the Kawashita Group." "Understood. The decision, and consequences, are yours. But I wish you good luck. Good night, Captain Kramer." "Good night, Executive." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Going pretty dark again. Getting to see the other side of Viktor's personality. Two scenes for this one - I just had too much story to tell this week for one build to work. I hope that my use of Ender is accurate to his character - I did my best. All those tools are Lego original - they come from the same set as the Octan blazer in "Package Retrieved." I located this build on Onix because they are in the GATE system for the duration, and so not really "on" any world - Onix is their destination. If this is not acceptable, I will select A08 Crentium as the location. Comments and criticisms welcome, of course. Apologies for the image-heavy post - so much story to tell!

I join Kawashita to build micro ships, and somebody I'd never heard of before I joined is now throwing down micro ships that put me entirely to shame. Meanwhile, I'm stuck building dioramas ... Seriously, great work. It also looks like you're still finding uses for those flick-fire missiles. Sounds like one bad week for Agent Raven has been followed by another. She won't like the news her Branch 2 Executive has for her ...

Such a charming house! The chimney is probably my favorite feature.

... I'm stunned! The architecture of the larger building is marvelous. You're setting a very high standard for other folks starting builds ... The names are a great laugh. Bravo!

I'm probably the least informed builder in GoH, but I do have a certain amount of down time that I can use to research and write up in the wiki. I'll get on it soon!

Awesome!

Thanks! I'm especially proud of how well I got the brick separators to work out.

Agent Raven isn't going to be pleased with all the casualties this week. A whole ship! I like the way you did the damaged ship. It's very simple, but it still works.

Like Junior Shark said, the micro vehicles are spot on. I'm especially fond of those little ... shuttles? Fighters? The flying vehicles with folding wings and the little white teeth at the front.

I love the little "eyeball" turrets on that speeder. The greebling with the ski's around the main thruster is a very clever detail.

I love that rover. In particular, I like the way the wheel wells, and the way you match the cockpit canopy with the structure around it.

Location: B08 Greater Direstan Tags: Land Vehicle, Civil Building ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Although the Kawashita Group, and, to a lesser extent, M.A.N.T.I.S., has a strong presence on Greater Direstan, much of the colonization effort here has not been overtly affiliated with one megacorp or another. The Golden Rocket is an excellent example of this. Built a only a few short years ago, this establishment offers drinks, music, and relaxed dining, offering fresh-backed New York Style pizza - a delicacy among spacefarers, since the ingredients are too bulky to carry aboard warships, even ones such as the Variga, during extended cruises. Silvia and I were here for dinner. It was the last evening of our three weeks' leave, a special thank-you gift from branch executive Ender for the letter-perfect execution of our part in Operation Star-Lord. The details of what it entailed were above the pay grade of a crew of freelancers such as ourselves, but we must have pleased somebody back in the fleet, because leave time can be hard to find for special forces. It had been quite some time since Silvia and I had had a chance to sit down together for dinner. With the crew of the Variga being so small, we often had to cover different watches. That routine can take a toll on relationships, and I was glad of a chance to enjoy my beautiful wife's company and have a good time. Perhaps I was enjoying myself too much. I never heard the door open, and before I knew what was happening, I heard the low throb of a stun ray, and Silvia fell forward onto the table. My combat-trained reflexes kicked in, and I just avoided the second shot. There were four of them - two men, and two things that appeared to be robots. Even when on vacation, I am always armed. I rolled out of the booth and whipped out my concealed pistol. My first shot caught the younger man in the thigh, and he went down with a high-pitched cry. The two robots went down with a shot each, and I turned my attention to the remaining man. To my horror, he had dropped his own weapon and hauled Silvia out of the seat. He was on his way out the door, dragging her behind him. I struggled past the robots and the moaning form of the young man and burst out the door - just in time to see my dearest's unconscious form stuffed unceremoniously into the front of one of a pair of brightly-colored speeders, followed a moment later by the mustachioed man. The engines were already running, and before I could stumble down the steps and catch hold of the speeder, it was gone. I fired after it, but in vain. My small pistol had no accuracy at range, and the speeder was gone in seconds. I touched the communicator at my belt. "Variga, two and a speeder to pick up at these coordinates. This is a code red." "As of this moment, we are at war." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My biggest minifig-scale build yet - also my biggest and most detailed interior yet. I planned on building a flower garden between the foundation and the pavement, but I ran out of time and energy. The speeders are my first minifig-scale vehicle in years. I build the micro version (kinda blurry, will have to get a decent picture of it up tomorrow), and then decided I would need minifig-scale version or two. I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out, considering that's not exactly my area of expertise. There have been so many great versions of Viktor Kramer's face over time - I'm really enjoying being able to tinker with his expressions now. "Season Unending" is a reference to The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.

Let me explain a little more. My character will come ashore in the Bay of Seals, on the edge of the Orcish Marshes. His ship was lost at sea, and he has to make his way to his eventual destination. Maybe Nocturnus? Don't know yet. En route, he's going to deal with Orcs (whom he hates with an intensity to rival the dwarves), and the undead creatures that trouble the remote villages rarely visited by great warriors. He's going to acquire a couple of allies to help him on his quest. His oath to Mitgardia will be one of convenience at first, and gain more significance to him as time goes on.

I'm sure that'll happen at some point. Maybe later he'll be boss enough to try that kind of thing. Something tells me that Lord Vladivus wouldn't like a hunter of undead wandering his lands.

My least favorite day of the year. At least I didn't fall for this one. Is it a bad thing that I have enough parts to do a Kawashita build under these rules anyway?

Awesome walkway! Also a very interesting discussion. I would think that being drawn and quartered might rank up there with Raven's three favorites, though.

Looking into joining. Gathering parts for a good sig-fig, but I thought I should fly something by you all before I get too wrapped up in a particular character concept. My character is, at this point, a itinerant monster hunter, specializing in the undead. He makes his living dealing with ghosts, wraiths, liches, and wights, as well as the occasional ghoul or boggart. Could there be a market for this sort of thing in Mitgardia, or should I take a fresh look at my character?

Are custom parts, such as BrickWarriors weapons, Arealight Custom curved torsos, and so forth permitted? Maybe I'm just oblivious, but I can't find any rules about that.

Again, the plot thickens! The base is particularly nice, but what I find especially interesting is the posing of the minifigures. Those are some very interesting weapons you've provided them with. (How many collectible minifigures did you have to buy to get that many miners? ) In particular, the position of the hood on the woman to the reader's far right is absolutely perfect.