The Battle for Middle Earth! (And Upper, and Lower, and Outer Space) . . In a sudden fit of inspiration, I went back and finished writing this creation from exactly a year and a day ago.
The Enterprise (TOS, only way to go!) has trailed the Klingons to a far off planet in an attempt to foil their plans to capture an ancient, powerful artifact. The rest of the vig is scenes from LOTR and the Hobbit. Join us as we ramble pointlessly!
Long ago, far beneath the surface of the world, a Ring was forged. Not just any ring, either, but arguably the most famous Ring ever: The One Ring!
Don't you just love the moody lighting in the above picture? I didn't do anything to the picture, the camera (the very one I'm always complaining about) can sometimes do some really interesting things under unusual circumstances.
This picture didn't turn out so spectacular, so it goes under the category of "Pictures that don't add anything but show off another angle of something you don't really need more of."
The next layer in this vig is Bilbo Baggins holding the Ring that he found lying around. I had a hard time with the water in this one, because I only have blue tiles in certain shapes/lengths, and in the end I had to use a 1x1 blue clip to fill in a spot. The stone was also tricky due to the fact that most of my gray slopes were in use at the time, so I was trying to get a natural look with the few pieces I had.
"I wonder which finger I should wear this on, the left or right one?"
"Ahh, my reflection looks sooo much better in this ring than my beat up old sword. Hey, what's that stuck in my teeth?"
Behold, the Pants- er Mines of Moria! This is the first thing that pops into my head whenever I think of the mines. It all started at this party, when we were watching Lord of the Rings, and a friend started replacing every other noun with "Pants". I went home with sore ribs that day.
This poor dwarf has met up with an Orc, and not just any orc, but a Porc! This is a special breed of orc that has been overfed with little exercise, much like a sumo wrestler.
Sadly, even though there is a remarkable resemblance to a pig here, the dwarf will not be able to "Bring home the bacon" after winning this trial of arms, as orcs, and even porcs, taste something terrible.
As you can see, this diet, if it can be called such, causes an unfortunate bulge out front of the Porc, making it hard to hold an axe out in front.
Yes, I stole the torch design from someone at Brickarms, can't remember who, but they have my thanks.
This was another very hard level to build, due to my lack of brown slopes, and my even greater shortage of 1x1 bricks in that color. I'm surprised that this turned out as well as it did.
And here we arrive at the tree level. It started off well enough, the plants were easy enough and the tree was acceptable, when I remembered that it was going to be twice as high so that I could put elves in the trees! Extending the tree and bamboo-like plants by seven bricks made this very unstable when I placed the rest on top.
I guessing that this poor, doomed, heroic figure is Boromir. I've only seen part of the LOTR movies (at aforementioned party), so I make the characters look however I want. After all, they were books first!
Again, the usefulness of not having to conform to movie imagery. This allows me to use Aqua Raiders Stingray heads for my orcs, instead of having to print some decal and glue it onto a minifig head.
See my lovely little elveses in the tree? I had a hard time (okay, I think that goes without saying, I can't really think of any easy parts to this vig) with those elves, because they kept falling out of the darn tree. I'd put them back in and a tree branch would break off.
High above the clouds, stranded on top of an impossibly tall tower that you'd think could be seen for miles but no-one ever notices, poor Gandalf has run out of pipe-weed for his wizardly smoking apparatus. I wonder if Tolkien ever thought that in the future people would think that hobbits (and Gandalf) were a bunch of pot heads because they're always smoking "weed". Sorry, it just sounds wrong.
Behold, the clouds are attached to yon tower! Since it was a Brickarms contest entry, I tried to come up with original uses for different Brickarms items. You can see how the bipods fit into the holes in the angled bricks. I sure was proud of my creative thinking, but it seems that the judges weren't impressed. (Come on, I was beat out by a gory, pointless zombie shootout and a bunch of minifigs balanced on a round 3x3 piece!)
My kingdom for a handful of gray 1x2 tiles!
High above his wizardly head, Gandalf is unaware of forces beyond his control preparing to invade his world! The charismatic (that is, egomaniacal), one-step-ahead-of-a-court-martial, womanizing Captain Kirk and his friend and second-in-command, the logical Mr. Spock prepare to beam down to the planet's surface. Their lone security escort in the red shirt seems ill-at-ease. Perhaps it has to do with all of the extraneous-dashes-that-I-use-to-create-repititive-themes-in-paragraphs-with. Or maybe it has to do with the fact that he will invariably be killed before the third commercial break.
Chief Engineer Mr. Scott is in secret one of the top graffiti artists in fifteen quadrants. His critically acclaimed achievements in his hobby decorate miles of infrastructure in the Enterprise. His favorite work, though, is the spray-painted voodoo man in the back of the main transporter chamber.
What's cooler than topping off an already stretched 8x8 vignette with an entire planet? How about adding a microscale spaceship that's as big as a large moon in orbit around said planet!
So I used a little glue. I also used broken pieces and Brickarms, and according to those self-styled purists, it's already a lost cause, so why not run with it? I really love how the mini Enterprise turned out. I should have added a Klingon ship in orbit as well, but instead I'm just going to say that the Klingons have already stolen the Ring (unbeknownst to Kirk) and beamed back up and built a hand on their ship and stuck the ring on a finger and turned the whole ship invisible without needing any fancy Romulan cloaking device therefore giving the ship it's new name: The Invisible Hand. Now you can breathe.
Just a shot of the whole vig just to give you an idea of the size. That's it. I'm done talking. Go away.
Seriously, find something better to do. Like getting your nerdy rear out of the chair and moving it outside. No, you won't immediately be vaporized by contact with sunlight.