Movie Tone News May2018

Welcome to this months news, it an odd thing that no matter what I get done there always seems to be stuff I need to do, this can lead to a hold up in finishing things off, like the last chapter of Perilous Island, when I read the script & noticed that 6 little boats where need I nearly had a fit & asked the script writers why put in boats the studio's didn't have ?
When they pointed out that the characters were on an island that was blowing its self apart & would need someway of escaping, so it was either the little boats or a U boat I gave in & put the prop guys to work.

And you though your tree's looked cheap John ;)

Not great but this is Nickel & Dime studio's after all but they do float :) & needless to say while the boats where been made up other movies had to be made, well the studio has to keep bring in money after all, now tbh I should have gone with one offs but started the the Outer Worlds Investigations which also need to be finished up busy busy.

All of this while also getting The Heart Stone Of Africa back on track, oh for the simple life, anyway to add to all this I decided that it's about time I got around to building stuff for sets that will be used when I need to make movies set in towns of cities

This is all WIP & I will need to make buildings & things like a little park, but as is always my way I want to get as much use as I can so these are made up & then I'll used them for sitting buildings on.

I think the pictures give you the idea so I'll leave it at that, moving away from town's & cities I picked up this little guy

& I didn't even have to paint him win win :) talking of painting I've believe it or not being doing a lot of painting lately, well a lot be my standards.

Looks like someone will be going on an expedition, is that young Connie & Taylor I see in there ? if you follow along here then you'll know that this month seen a return of The Heart Stone of Africa, now I've painted more then whats in the picture above but you don't need to see those yet :)

It seems like forever since I played a game & that's something I need to fix, I've the rulebook for Congo since Christmas that I want to try & I also want to give two hour wargaming a go.

That's it for this months news, so its a good night from me & a good night from him :) as always my thanks for dropping in & if you'd care to leave a comment it would be welcomed.

Chapter 6 The Boat to Livingston

        NICKEL & DIME PRODUCTION'S 
                         proudly present's 
  CONNEMARA FEENEY & TAYLOR DAVIES 
                                     in
         THE HEART STONE OF AFRICA

After a couple of days in Swatrow the party boarded the paddle steamer for the two day trip down river to Livingston,the weather was fine & the cool breeze of the river kept the temperature very comfortable.  
Connie & Taylor spent a lot of the time together alone at the prow of the boat talking & enjoying watching the land & its wonderful wildlife. 

Maud spent most of the time telling anyone who would listen all about the terrible adventure & how she thought that she would die out in the wilderness never once mention poor Jim Brown how had lost his life.

Connie"I'm going to miss Marco & Jean/Paul when we all leave the boat tomorrow but I can't say the same for those awful Weber's"
Taylor"I agree 100% Connie, Marco & Jean/Paul are good chaps but those Weber's are two of the most dislike-able people I've ever came across in my life" 

Connie"What are we going to do about the stone Taylor ?"
Taylor"I've been giving that a lot of thought Connie ever since we reach the missionary, if we'd could someway find out where that poor soul got it from it might be worth trying to acquire mining right in the area but at this point it would seem like a very lot shot  that we'll ever know from wench he got it"

Connie"Are you thinking of launching an expatiation Taylor ? how wonderful I'd really enjoy that"
Taylor"Now hold on a minute Connie as I said we'll probable never know where it came from & even we got some kind of a lead you'll be head back stateside, I'll not risk your life going off on some wild goose chase" 
Connie"I can take care of myself"
Taylor"I know you can Connie but you've come to mean to much to me & I'll not drag you into danger"
Connie was both trilled & mad at Taylor's last remake but said nothing.

As they neared the port of Livingston, Connie, Taylor, Marco & Jean/Paul were talking.
Taylor"I'd like to thank you both very much for getting us through & if there's anything I can ever do for either of you, you only have to ask"
Jean/Paul"No need to thank me Taylor we all done our bit, although with out Marco I don't think any of us would have made it"

Taylor"Well Connie & I will be staying at the Hotel Imperial for a couple of days so if you guys get a chance I'd like to buy you both dinner & a few farewell drinks before we go our different ways also there is something I'd like to talk to you both about"

The two agreed to come to the hotel tomorrow night, before heading back to their cabins to get their things.
Connie"Are you going to tell them about the stone?"
Taylor"Yes Connie I am, I've a meeting as you know tomorrow afternoon with the Belgium Ambassador & if no claim can be laid to the stone then I'd like for them to have a cut of its worth, that is with your permission of coarse as if no one can claim it then the stone is yours "

Connie"That would be wonderful Taylor, they both would deserve it"
Taylor"Yes they would, anyway time grab our things & get going" 
After getting their things together they made their way on to the pier with the other passengers,

 before they all went their different ways. 

That's a rap for this post, as always my thanks for dropping in & if you like to be a film critic & leave a comment it would be welcomed :)

The Dream Stone

                                              Nickel & Dime Productions
                                                              Presents
                                                     The Dream Stone
Jim Dale was neither a good man or a God fearing one but compared to the things that have haunted his dreams these last 6 nights he reckoned he was a saint, the dream had started the night of the day he'd bushwhacked the old prospector.

It was always the same dream & it always started the same way, with him riding his horse Dove heading for a place he didn't know & hunted by things he didn't understand, Jim had kill many a living thing including the old man he'd taken the stone from (he remembered thinking how he'd thought he'd hit the jackpot that day as he'd held the stone up to the sun amazed at all the different colour's  glittering from the jem) but the things in the dreams Jim imagined where not living as least not in anyway he'd understand.
                                                        
A whining from Dove brought Jim back to the here & now & as he crested the hill & looked down at the church at the edge of the town & he knew his dreams where just about to become a reality, it seemed as if some unknown force had lead him to this point & all of a sudden things became very clear to him, he'd either get the stone to the church before the last of the light faded from the sky or he would die.

Whipping  Dove into a gallop Jim headed for the town & then he hear it the same baying sound he'd heard in the dreams & a cold shiver ran through him, as he neared the town he slowed Dove to a trot the sun was now sinking fast & the shadows lengthening, it was getting harder to see clearly but Jim from gut instinct alone knew there was something very wrong about this town, where are the people he thought ?

Then all of a sudden something reared up in front of him, spooking Dove who went into a frenzy rising on to her hind legs & kicking out at it, at this point Jim was thrown from the saddle & now free of her rider Dove bolt.

Gain his feet & looking at the thing intensely he drew his gun & fired, it was as he feared the bullets had no effect blinding terror gripped him & he took off running for his life, from behind him he could hear the thing gaining on him but he dared not look back.

Known he couldn't out run the creature Jim ran for one of the single story buildings & as he reached it he sprang, hitting the wall with one foot he grabbed the top & pulled himself  up onto the roof hearing a sharp snapping sound, turning round Jim looked down on the creature it was as he'd hoped the creature couldn't climb up after him.

As Jim stood there looking down at the thing it let out a baying sound which was answered by others, Jim knew that gaining the roof had bought him sometime but that was all, the creatures would somehow find away of getting up after him, this he knew in his heart the danger was far from pasted.

With the sun half below the horizon Jim took a moment to look around him, the church was at the far end of the town it's bell shining bright like a beacon it the last of the setting suns rays, his time was running out.

Looking down again Jim seen the there was now two of the creature's & looking back at the church Jim realized he would just have to make a dash for it reaching it or die trying, Jim raced across the roof top & leaped across the gap onto the roof of the next building hoping that the creatures would take time to notice that he'd bolted, at the far end of the other building he dropped back down onto the ground & took off running faster they he'd ever run in his life, then the baying sound came again & taking a quick glance back over his shoulder he spotted the two creatures looping along on their strangely jointed legs.

He'd a good lead but from the sound of their feet hitting the ground Jim was sure they where gaining fast,it would be a close race & he was still some distance from the church, fear drove him on but he was already starting to feel the first prangs of pain in his side, a few more minutes & it will all be over one way or the other he thought.

With the last of his strength draining from him Jim reached the church, grabbing the doorknob he turned it hearing the welcoming sound of the door opening but as he made to step inside he was caught in a vice like grip.

Jim woke in a state of fear & lying on the bed soaked from his sweat he swore to himself that he would get rid of the cursed stone before the end of this day, or die trying came a little voice from the back of his mind.

Jim Dale was neither a good man or a God fearing one but compared to the things that have haunted his dreams these last 7 nights he reckoned he was a saint, the dream had started the night of the day he'd bushwhacked the old prospector.

Designers Note, My first thoughts was when I came up with this was to play it out as a game using the rules from Chain Reaction's High Moon, but I just carried on with the script instead of playing it out, as I'm trying to get some model painting done (ugh) these days so I'm not playing games :(
Anyhow I'm finding it easier & quicker doing things this way as you just write the script set things up & take a few pictures so no need for rolling dice or taking notes :)

Before I go, Ivor of Saturday Mornings frame posted a few days back that he'd among many other things had bought Escape from Colditz which is a board game & one that I had & loved many moons ago, Ivor like myself was wondering how cool it would be to do it in 3D, well mate I hope the picture below inspires you :) 

                                             
That's a rap, as always my thanks for dropping in & if you'd care to be a movie critic & leave a comment it would be welcomed :)  
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