First off, I apologize for the lack of posting recently, I have been currently working on another project which I'm not quite ready to reveal to the world yet. It is something I have been looking forward to for years, and a dear friend is helping me out with it. I haven't wanted to say anything until it was almost ready to be revealed, which it is. Look here first for the big day!
Secondly, the format of my blog is going to change from a 40K blog to a more generalized format to meet with a new direction that will incorporate my new project along with some old ones I have been fiddling with. The new format will be a Fiction in Nerddom style, rather than focusing purely on 40K or even war gaming in general.
And finally, I am going to be hanging up my power armor spurs. As of this moment Commissar Carrie, delighted friend and happy lady in general, will no longer be a proud participator in Warhammer 40K. Shock and awe, I know! I have, very recently, been feeling rather lackluster about the game, and a recent announcement has pushed me over the edge. I am not a particular fan of the current metagame and gaming atmosphere of 40K, and with a wash of new releases for all of the third edition codexes coming out (GK, Necrons, DE) I feel slighted. Rather than whine and bitch (I am trying to get that all out of my system in this paragraph) I've just decided to move on from the game. I still thoroughly enjoy the universe and setting of the grim dark future, but the game itself I am quietly putting on the shelf along with my small horde of much loved and thoroughly unpainted models. Radical will still continue, but once it has finished that'll probably be done for me. Behold, I am become emo, destroyer of fun.