Self-isolation is feeding my Warhammer addiction
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#3"Burn the Heretic! Kill the Mutant! Purge the Unclean!"
And I sit in my, partial empty, office and have to work - damn :(
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#4https://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2020/03/04/primarch
My oldest son (10) also started with W40k - thanks to Warhammer Conquest.
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#5https://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2020/03/04/primarch
Woah! Had no idea that PA is still around :) Two decades and still going strong!
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#6Warning: it is a very expensive hobby to get into. With the complete lack of time I’ve had, I have a box pile of shame that I really should start working on...
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#7Why the shame? Self-deprecation I hope. Because there should be no shame in having a productive and creative hobby.
I wish I had the patience to paint such tiny figures but whenever I've tried my hands start itching, I even feel itching behind my eyes, in my brain, and I just scream and throw things on the ground.
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#8For me it's video games. I do have my music and drawing hobby to compete against it though.
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#9The zenlike state relates quite well to painting and why so many people still choose to paint/draw in this digital age. And all comes down to doing manual work I think. Some of us are more wired for it, others for different tasks. To me, when I paint it feels I was made for doing this and feels
i could do it 24/7 without getting bored. My rational self tempers this urge though.
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#10I haven't played the game since about 2001, when my friends decided it wasn't cool any more. They (we) moved on to Magic: the Gathering instead, which was a problem as I was the teenager with by far the least money in our group. My parents had just about accepted that Warhammer was expensive but intricate and time-consuming (equivalent to my dad's train set in the 1950s), but 15 cards for £$€? No way. I more-or-less agreed with them.
So anyway, in anticipation of having plenty of spare evenings and weekends in the coming months, I went to the Warhammer shop yesterday, and picked out one of the fantasy races. I bought the "Starter Pack", a 10cm high hero I liked the look of, and the biggest and most expensive monster-heroine-sorceress-something for that race. Plus some paints.
It was probably a life goal of mine, age 14 or so, to be able to afford to do this.