Gathering Resources

Hey Everybody,

     I am looking for the ten ot twenty coolest GorkaMorka sites out there. Ones that have great ideas on rules, scratchbuilding and scenics ideas and other neat stuff. Submit your favorites in the comments section below and I will sort through them and post the best of them in the sidebar.

     There is a ton of stuff out there and I can't do this on my own (not enuf time), don't be shy about submitting your site if you think that it is up to a very Darwinian peer-review!

Heroes of the Revolooshun vs Projekt Badass II

     On the lonesome dusty plains of 'da Skid the Grots were on patrol seeking to bring back a worthy prize and gain the recognition of 'Da Kommitee. As luck would have it, as soon as they spied a likely-looking pile of skrap a band of Orks showed up, and not just any Orks, it was the dreaded Elektrik Boogaloo.

      One of the fastest, meanest and Orkiest band of greenies you would ever meet. A ripple of concern moved through the ranks of the Grotz. These Orks rode the shiniest, fastest and shootiest bikes that you could find and there they stood, Da 'Eroes uv'da Revolooshun, without even a Splattapult to their name.

     At that silent moment, as the tiniest kernel of fear began to form in their Grotty little hearts, as a faint whisper of doubt began to seep into their limited consciousness the Head Honcho leaped up onto the figurehead of the Sand Skate and shouted out, "We Wuz 'Ere Furst!". Startled from their doubts the Grotz screamed in reply "We'ze Green Too! Tags fur All!". The Snots, anxious to earn a place in the esteemed ranks of Grottiness, bent their backs with a will to the crank handles and the Sand Skate leaped forward.

       In what was probably  luckiest streak of die rolling in my life (ably assisted but the worst streak in the Electrik Boogaloo's existence) my Grot Mob trounced the Orky Bikers and managed to capture their Nob. I do not expect to repeat this sort of thing over the span of the campaign so you will have to allow me some gloating space.

I was so excited by my new cuttas that I used them before they even got a coat of paint

Battle Report: Projekt Badass 2 v Free XP Weekend (AKA Mike's Diggas)

       Mike's digga mob didn't have a name (or, at least, one that I was made aware of prior to this writeup) so I made one up myself. Anyway this last weekend we played through some more test games, although this time the Elektrik Boogaloo squared off against some weedy diggas. 

Scenario was We Wuz 'Ere First, and the first turn was ceded to the diggas, who used it to inch towards the sweet, sweet scrap

Meanwhile, far away on the polar ice cap.......

     The Great Grot Overlord plots his revenge;

his secret lair in the icy wastelands far to the north

Skrap counters

     Not content with the usual skrap counters I knocked these up out of bits of an old, unused snap-tite  Space Shuttle payload. I think they look OK, perhaps a little more paint.

MINE!   All mine!

Oops, I did it again

     While waiting for the sanding sealer to dry on the new cutta I was sitting around doing nothing much. I began poking through the remaining pile of "useful bits" and a few minutes later I was looking at this little baby;

still needs a sail and some details

Scratchbuilding a 'Cutta

     With the chances of getting a real GW  'cutta at almost exactly zero I have once again decided to scratchbuild one (ebay has one badly built Big Lugga for almost $100USD and no cuttas at all). I had decided to strictly limit myself as far as size goes (I already have two rather large ones) and aimed for a normal crew of two to four Grotz. This would ,it was hoped, give me an incentive to keep the platform small.

I got out "box 'o stuff" and started poking aroung in it looking for things that might belong on a 'cutta (I fancied that this was the method that the Grot "mechs would use) and came up with a pile of useful looking things.

  

Next I consulted with the "user group" to see what features they desired in the final product.

Frankly they were less than helpful but I garnered some impression of what it was they

were looking for. Thus edified I sketched out an idea in my head.

  

  I grabbed a couple of bits of wood and set the frame together. At first the Head Honcho was unconfortable with the diminutive size of the vehicle but he came 'round

(after I pointed out that he wouldn't be riding in it!).