Monday, August 31, 2009

Dog flu hit the streets! La grippe canine débarque!

Hum, oui, la grippe canine, grrrrr, fait beaucoup plus de ravages que la grippe porcine mais, rrrrr, on en entend beaucoup moins parler. Sauf GCN (Golgo Channel News) ici!

Errr, dog flu is much more dangerous than pig flu but no one cares, apart from Golgo Channel News who offers you latest breaking news, there!

Sunday, August 30, 2009


Last night was the first series of games in the campaign we're starting.
It consisted in 3 games inspired by the scenario of TC 2000. I've been told some characters in the Golgoville range (White Tiger, Mouloud Nagasaki, Boris Ulriksson and Kronos 2000X) would work very nicely as stars of that movie, so we had to try it.

Two evil gangs of thugs have recently found a way to enter an anti-atomic underground complex: by bashing their defenders' heads against the door.
Alerted by the security supercomputer, the guards of the underground base all rush outside to repell the filthy punks - the base is full of a now nearly extinct technology that could save mankind on Golgo Island from the evils of radio-toxic-chemical pollution, and it is not meant to the benefit of filthy punks with silly tattoos on their butts. Among the guards, Kronos 2000X - the first in an all new generation of security cyborgs: the Turbo Enforcers 4000. The Turbo Enforcers 4000 were designed for extreme combat, hence the nunchuks as Kronos' favourite weapon.
Objective: each gang (2 heroes + 10 thugs) must reach the entry and rush as many figures (not units) as possible into the complex.
Twist: Creature magnet. Kronos is activated on a 7, the guards on a 5.

Mouloud rushes in the open shouting "Kaya! Kaya!" and gets stupidly shot down by the guards.

Jakar Nilson and his thugs proceed more cautiously, while on the oposite side of the street, Haxor Stratocaster's gang stays in cover.

Both gangs decide to go for it at the same time.

Jakar Nilson's thugs kick some serious butt among the guards, but they get charged in turn by Haxor's men.

A huge mess of a melee begins, in which the guards all disappear, except Kronos, who takes on Jakar Nilson - and knocks him out.

Meanwhile, Haxor Stratocaster and his gang rush into the building!

Haxor thought he would take control of the base easily, especially as the mighty White Tiger had now joined his cause - but he didn't know there was a traitor among the guards! Sergent Boris Ulriksson had a deal with Jakar Nilson, and he managed to let him and Mouloud Nagasaki in. A confrontation was inevitable, and it happened as both gangs followed the complaints of a woman to a large room. She had been tied and whipped, and the whiplashes had torn all her clothes off. For the time being, only Boris knew why, but there were more important matters: a rival gang to get rid of.
Objective: wipe out the other gang and take the girl.
Twist: initiative.

Mouloud rushed to the enemy again, and knocked out Rolf Jaxxon; while Boris was taking on White Tiger, Haxor seized the opportuinty to capture the girl - but Jakar shot him in the back with his shotgun.

Boris then told Jakar that the girl was the head scientist's daughter, and the only one who had the secret code to a long abandonned anti-missile silo not far from there. Jakar immediately saw what a great opportunity for his gang it was: thanks to the protection of that silo, he could avoid the destruction of his turf by the next wave of missiles from mount Hibachi (for those who forgot, the Banana Tyrant's weapons of mass destruction located on top of mount Hibachi were seized by Zombi Wrestlers at the GBS2, which is hardly reassuring).
Haxxor Stratocaster rubbed his shotgun wounds and chased Jakar's gang to the silo's entry.

Objective: Keep the girl in contact with the door for as long as possible so she can type the secret code.
Twist: buggy. The highest twist rollers (by cumulating all the gang's twists) get a buggy that takes them right in front of the silo.

Jakar full-throttled to the entrance; in the distance, he saw Rolf throwing his dagger at the buggy's fuel tank. Luckily for him, the buggy didn't explode, and its passengers were able to get down and start the door-opening sequence.

As Haxor's men reached the gate, the final fight was about to begin. Roundhouse kicks, uppercuts, bestial roars, tiger claws and talons of the eagle follow.

Haxor emerges victorious, and watches the girl type "Hello" on the keyboard.
The door opens.

And in the distance, something nasty happens to Jakar's turf.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Bon miam et boss de Saint Nic'

Je suis allé faire des courses chez Auchan aujourd'hui. D'ordinaire, je n'y vais jamais, mais là - là j'avais l'Intuition.
Et je n'ai pas été déçu: ils avaient ressorti un tout nouveau rayon de films à 1.99€.
Et pour cette somme là, on a des têtes d'affiches légendaires: Billy Blanks, Mathias Hues, Bolo Yeung, Roddy Piper.
J'en ai pris 4 - ces trucs-là, ça donne toujours matière à réfléchir.
I went shopping today, in a supermarket I rarely go to. But this time, I had a Feeling about it. And I wasn't disappointed: they had a brand new stand of €1.99 movies. And for that €1.99, you get superstars like Billy Blanks, Mathias Hues, Bolo Yeung, Roddy Piper. I grabbed 4 - there's always food for thought in those films.

Ils avaient aussi le grandiose TC2000 (que j'avais déjà en DVD) - si vous tombez dessus un jour, ruez-vous dessus! Après ça, impossible de manquer d'inspiration pour jouer Boris Ulriksson, Mouloud Nagasaki, Kronos 2000X ou White Tiger.
They also had TC2000 (I already own it in DVD) - if you ever get the chance, do pick it up! After seeing it, you'll never lack inspiration to play Boris Ulriksson, Mouloud Nagasaki, Kronos 2000X or White Tiger.

Sinon, j'ai commencé à assembler mes boss de Saint Nic. J'en ai reçu un lot d'ebay récemment, il m'en reste deux à décaper et monter avant de pouvoir socler tout le lot.
Si quelqu'un me cèderait celui à autogun et hache et/ou celui à fuseur, il est mon ami et je l'aime.
Apart from that, I started the Bosses of Saint Nic. I got some more models on ebay recently, I only have two more to strip before basing the whole lot. If you're reading this and can spare the one with autogun & axe and/or the one with meltagun, you're my buddy and I love you.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009


Yesterday was Kevin Adams' birthday - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KEV!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Demo @ Trollus Vulgaris

Hier soir, je me suis invité au club local (Trollus Vulgaris) pour y faire de la démo de Golgoville.
Last night, I invited myself to the local club for a Golgoville participative demo.

Golgoville by night...

Ordurex, Chance Devreaux et Boris Ulriksson débarquent sur la place de Golgoville et sauvent une p*** des griffes du vilain gang local.
Ordurex, Chance Devreaux & Boris Ulriksson reach the main square of Golgoville, and rescue a b*** in distress from the evil local gang.

De l'autre côté de la table, un joueur fétichiste des gros flingues (Stedley Davidson, Tarah Diamonds et Archie dans la même équipe) se fait, sans surprise, submerger de punks.
At the other end of the table, a player with a big gun fetish (with Stedley Davidson, Tarah Diamonds and Archie in the same team!) gets unsurprisingly swarmed by punks.

Comme d'habitude, je jouais Jakar Nilson (comme un con, comme il se doit). Forcément, ce sera lui qui crèvera en premier, les mains pleines de nibars.
I played Jakar Nilson - and played him like a bold ass, as usual. And as usual, he'll be the first one to die, his hands full of boobs.

Ordurex, profitant d'un grave retour d'acide, défonce le crâne de Mouloud Nagasaki, et lui pique sa grognasse.
Ordurex, who was high on drugs, kicked Mouloud Nagasaki's arse and got hold of his bint.

Au milieu de la table, le destin de ces dames reste indéterminé - ni Kronos ni Boris ne parviennent à prendre le dessus.
Au final, Ordurex et le Vengeur Golmon (qui a évité la couverture médiatique) se disputent la victoire, avec deux prostituées chacun.
In the middle of the table, the ladies' fate remains undecided as neither Kronos 2000X or Boris Ulriksson can claim them.
Ordurex and the Diaper Avenger (who avoided the media) are tied for the win, with 2 prostitutes rescued.

Merci à Trollus Vulgaris pour le bon accueil et aux téméraires joueurs qui se seront essayé au jeu!
Thanks to Trollus Vulgaris for their warm welcome and to the bold players who tried the game!

Saturday, August 22, 2009

5 Deadly Venoms

Excellent film! O:-)

Friday, August 21, 2009


Eh oui, muhahaha!
Ce sera un post sans image, car c'est un projet top secret pour le long terme hypothétique.

Si les autres Golgo-people me suivent dans ma mongolerie, la course aux armements va faire rage - et vu mon rythme de production, j'ai intérêt à m'y prendre tôt pour ne pas être en reste. Du coup, je m'y prends avant même que quoi que ce soit ne soit convenu, har har!

Bref: j'ai donc investi dans une maquette.
C'est une belle maquette.
Une belle maquette qu'il était temps que je trouve un prétexte à acquérir.

Le prétexte est le suivant: Jakar Nilson, après avoir été traîtreusement poignardé dans le dos à mains nues au sommet du mont Hibachi, a soif de revanche. Il a soif de revanche et le premier qui osera montrer le bout de son groin tandis qu'il paradera dans les rues de Golgoville à bord de sa machine de guerre prendra lourd dans la tronche.

Je commencerai donc à assembler mon petit engin de mort prochainement, et ceci fait je le tunerai afin que les gens voient quelque chose de Beau avant d'être éparpillés en petits morceaux.

C'est ainsi que Jakar Nilson voit les choses, c'est ainsi qu'il assoira son pouvoir sur Golgoville, urinant copieusement au derrière des tocards qui eux, n'auront pas son Bel Engin.

I said muahahaha (that's how you translate "muahahaha", right?).
No pics as it's a long-term top-secret (and hypothetical) project.

If the other Golgo-people follow me on this, the arms race is going to rage - and given my production rate, I'd better start before anyone else.
So: I've bought a model kit.
A nice model kit - one needed a good excuse to buy.

And now I've found it: Jakar Nilson, who was treachously stabbed in the back on top of mount Hibachi is now hungry for revenge. He's hungry for revenge, and the first guy pointing his big nose as he parades in his Warmachine of Doom is going to pay. And the second one too. On second thoughts, everyone's going to pay.

So I'll start assembling that kit soon, and then I'll customise it, pimp my ride style, so that when people get blown to bits they have the opportunity to behold something beautiful.

That's how Jakar Nilson sees things, and that's how he'll ultimately rule olgoville, peeing abundantly at the butts of his poor opponents, who won't have a nice machine such as his.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Gangs of Golgoville Supplement - V1.0 is about ready!

Le supplément pour Gangs of Golgoville est enfin (?) fini!

Pour l'instant je ne l'ai soumis qu'au Golgo group pour avis; s'il n'y a pas trop de coquilles, il sera prêt à télécharger (gratuitement) très bientôt.

Le pdf fait 21 pages et comprend:
- un peu de background
- des nouvelles règles
- un guide de conception de véhicules
- un guide de création de gangs
- un guide de campagne
- 5 scénarios originaux organisés en campagne
- une section modélisme
- des liens utiles.

Je précède la question qui fâche: asque va y en avoir en français?
Eh bien, étant donné que la traduction du WarEngine et des règles de base Golgo Island ne sont pas publiées, ça n'aurait guère de sens.
Ca n'aurait guère de sens et constituerait une masse de travail, probablement à perte (et je ne parle pas que de pognon que je ne gagne de toute façon pas non plus sur le contenu anglais), que je ne suis ni en mesure d'effectuer, ni en mesure de solliciter.
Donc tout ça pour dire que, eh ben... Non, comptez pas trop dessus.

I have finally finished (?) the Gangs of Golgoville supplement!
For now, it has been submitted to the Golgogroup for feedback, and if there aren't too many typos it should be ready for (free) public download very soon.
The 21 page pdf features:

- some background - new rules (tweaks & twists)
- vehicle design guidelines
- gang creation
- campaign guidelines
- 5 original scenarios organised as a campaign
- a modelling section
- useful links

By the way, thanks and welcome to the new followers of the blog :-)

Monday, August 10, 2009

Earthquake Vs The Fist Of Golgo

Ces deux merveilles ont été sculptées pour Gangs of Golgoville par Steve Saunders - un grand merci à lui pour ce superbe travail.
Those beauties were sculpted for Gangs of Golgoville by Steve Saunders - many thanks to him for the great job he did!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Golgo Banana Showdown Report (ENG)

Golgo Island presents...

Golgoville, Golgo Island – home to scoundrels, petty criminals, thugs and low-life from all over the world. A lost place where all kinds of businesses flourish and prosper under the sole control of those who run them. A self-regulating anarchy everyone had got used to until a series of unexplained disasters turned the city into a most indescribable mess. Successively struck by the black plague, the zombie plague, and nuclear and biochemical warheads, the city is now divided between completely devastated areas and not quite as devastated areas. Despite the president saying everything was under control and justice would be swift to those responsible for the inconvenience, tensions are dramatic and paranoia rampant. Street gangs mutually accuse each other. Those from the more damaged blocks are convinced they are the victims of a vicious vendetta motivated by old rivalries, envy, or greed, while those whose territory was spared want to defend it against populations who were made homeless and what they think could be a set up to insidiously colonise and invade their turf. When a huge electro-magneto-sismic death ray shockwave blew the northern area into complete oblivion, the situation degenerated completely out of control and multi-lateral all out gang wars were declared. In Golgoville, the countdown to self-destruction has begun. Luckily, a few enlightened minds set passion aside for a moment, stepped back and started to seek plausible explanations and a way to avoid complete annihilation.

Mayhem rages in every area of Golgoville.
In the radioactive slums, mutated villagers are under the constant harassment of looters and sluggish critters born out of radioactivity. If that wasn’t enough, two rival alien races chose their village to clash for reasons yet unknown.

Sucked out of a warped dimensional hole created by a mysterious sub-atomic chain reaction that followed the explosion of nukes and biochemical warheads, a group of Napoleonic re-enactors from the future arrived in the middle of a streetfight involving undead wrestlers and a bunch of chainsaw wielding loonies seeking to wipe the ninja mafia out of the suburbs of Golgoville.
Always prompt in taking profit of social disorder, filthy nazis have the bad idea to challenge the Black Death Gang by sticking propaganda posters on their turf, causing yet even more tension in the neighbourhood, if that was possible.

The best informed gangs hear of a strange rumour: a young man from the slums is reported to be “The Chosen One”, the one that would save Golgoville from obliteration.

As the Evil Mushrooms from outer space were searching the village in the middle of a raid of rampaging radioactive dinosaurs, the Black Death Gang took them by surprise and massacred them.
Meanwhile, Brutella, her faithful Pervo and their half-zombie luchador ally, the Zombi King, emerged from the dark and found The Chosen One, stealing him from Martine and her mercenaries!
Determined not to leave him in the hands of people who could be even more evil than them, Jakar Nilson’s men fought to the last to finally capture the Chosen One in extremis.
Deep within Golgoville, in the leisure area, damsels in distress were attacked by ravening monstrosities from the radioactive wastelands looking for flesh meat; fortunately, mighty heroes were eager to help them out.

When the Chainsaw Church rescued them from that peril, a prostitute named Blondie gave them information that could change the course of events on Golgoville; she told them her father was astro-nucleo-physician who could undoubtedly help them determine where the warheads and the deathray were fired from. The old man lived in a high security retirement home for VIP in the fringes of Golgoville.
On their heels: Jakar Nilson’s Black Death Gang, led there by the Chosen One - who had been followed by the Space Mushrooms and the Zombie Wrestlers.
The security guards of the retirement home were completely overwhelmed by such mighty visitors. They quickly stormed the building that nearly blew apart because of the amazing fights that took place in it.
While Mustafa Ramirez was knocking out El Bastardo, he was vilely stabbed in the back by the Mushroom warlord, who captured the professor. Thanks to his science, and their own science of torture, they would soon know the precise coordinates from the nuke launching base.

Not far from there, other gangs weren’t as lucky – all they knew was it was somewhere up in the Hibachi mountains. Understandably, going there was tricky – and if they wanted to be there in time to seize the nuclear armament before some evil people did, they’d better hurry. That’s what Herr Professor Klomp would have written on the mission report if he had to justify the extortions of his commando of nazi übermenschen – slaughtering a few space pussies and Naps in pink uniforms to seize an airplane was not something Der High Kommand would mind much about.

Meanwhile, the Duke of Golgoville, head of the most powerful street gangs, the Albino Vipers, sent his troops to hunt down those who were responsible for disorder on his turf – and didn’t manage/were too stupid to escape fast enough.
Martine and her fellow gold seekers wondered why the dirty punks who were on their heels suddenly left them alone. It was certainly not because of the Banana Bay Hellhounds (they were reputed poor fighters) or the loonies in tight vinyls who claimed they were superheroes. No. Chances were it was because the place was infested by zombies… And, more importantly a rampaging giant zombie hamster – that had to be why they called it the forbidden zone.

The zone was indeed a special one, she thought, as she received a bullet in the head and the Banana Bay Hellhounds actually thought fast and managed to escape to safety through the sewers of Golgoville.
Martine and the mutant heroes followed them - but too late. The Duke of Golgoville flushed his toilet and the filthy waters started to go up.
They’d better found a way out fast if they didn’t want to drown in urine and other unhealthy fluids!

Unfortunately for them, nobody escapes the duke of Golgoville's fury. They were all captured to fight in the Golgoville arena and be fed to the sabretooth tigers.
At the end of a real bloodbath, Martine emerged victorious and was offered liberty.
Instead of taking advantage of the duke's benevolence, she challenged him in a brawl - and won, gaining liberty for herself and a large part of Golgoville altogether!
While Doktor Klomp was flying to the Hibachi mountains, another nazi expedition was sent near the Totem of the Sacred Banana.
It was rumoured that the three guardian monks of the totem had a map tattooed on their butts of a centuries old track to the summits of Mount Hibachi – that map would allow the nazis to send ground reinforcements, seize and secure whatever military installation there was up there that rained death upon Golgoville.
A renowned butt reader, Ilsa managed to see the 3 parts of the map before the Black Death gang and Brutella, who had to chase the 3 monks deep inside the jungle for hours to find their way to Mount Hibachi.
When Nazi intelligence lost all communication with Docktor Klomp’s plane, the mission was put on hold., awaiting for further information before sending a large scale rescue mission. Not that Klomp was popular among the troops, but he was rumoured to be the Neo Führer’s lover.

In an enclaved plateau near Mount Hibachi, the Napoleonics from the future fought their most glorious battle, when, surrounded by mysterious of man-eating savages, they fired their laser guns at them and killed them by the dozen. Unfortunately for them, there were hundreds of the bloody cannibals, and they were eventually driven before the Son of Hibachi – a towering fat arsed giant feeding on human flesh that ruled the tribe, who had also captured Klomp and a specimen of Space Pussy. Taken to a ritual wrestling ring, conscript Marie Luis was chosen by his hierarchy to defend the colours of his beloved Empereur against the Son of Hibachi in the primitive fighting ritual.
After a combat of a hardly bearable violence, Marie Luis unexpectedly emerged triumphant. He was crowned the new Son of Hibachi by the tribe and called to reign over their lost world; a consecration that was duly celebrated by a nice stew made with nazi, space pussy and his former officers’ flesh.

Once the party was over, he used the radio in Klomp’s plane to ask to “Send more nazis” – leading to a confrontation that somewhat compromised the progression of the nazis to the snowy summit of mount Hibachi.

On top of the highest summit, the truth behind the disasters that had struck Golgoville was therefore only revealed to the incredulous eyes of the Evil Mushroom Men, Brutella and her undead minions, the Chainsaw gang and Jakar Nilson’s gang. The Banana Tyrant, the infamous interstellar criminal mastermind who had been thought dead for years, was there, surrounded by hundreds of Zorgls, ready to sweep through the streets of Golgoville and take his revenge on Golgo Island.

That was quite like his philosophy: when people hurt you, vaporise them, their family, their friends, their neighbours and their dog into smoking radioactive dust, then send a hoard of zorgls to stomp on it.

Killing zorgls by the dozen, and under the fire of his deadly banana raygun, our mighty heroes fought their way to the Banana Tyrant leaving a trail of blood and dismembered furry bodies.
Mustafa Ramirez defied the stellar brute in hand to hand – and knocked him out with a well adjusted uppercut in the balls.

But the day wasn’t saved, yet, as the insidious Mushroom Men were still there, and the thought that they might have crossed entire galaxies to seize the nuclear arsenal of a big brained space baboon and rule a despicable island lost in the middle of nowhere gave everyone chi lls at their viciousness.

Jakar Nilson fired two shells at the mushroom psyker’s head, blowing it to bits, while Malcolm the Chainsaw Demon, Brutella and Mustafa took care of the alien warlord.
An alliance of circumstances that didn’t last long, as the undead wrestlers quickly turned against the other gangs and kicked their butts out of Mount Hibachi.
The people of Golgo Island can now stop holding their breath: the Banana Tyrant’s sismo-magnetico-nucleo-biochemical armament is now in the hands of Zombie luchadores – have a nice day !

And our second feature...

Lots of fighters coming from all over the world to, err, fight.
In the end, the Kings of the Ring tournament was won by a stick wielding chick.

Golgo Island figures by East Riding Miniatures
Cannibal King of the lost world by Heresy
Cannibals and Nazis by Pulp Figures
More Nazis by Artizan
Nazi Uber Soldat by Vladd Junger
Space Mushrooms, naked babes, kindred, Chosen One & Chainsaw Chick by Hasslefree
Thugz by EM4
Duke of Golgoville by Superfigs
Space Pussies by Eureka
Nap Re-enactors from the Future by Perry Miniatures / Victrix / Eureka
Scientist by Copplestone Castings