Shanecon 2021

 How do. The second last weekend in October saw our gaming group had what I suppose you'd call a bijou tournament at Shane's home; hence Shanecon. It was a 2K list size game of fairly loosely organised games. With  the pandemic nonsense still ongoing there were a few no shows and such. The upshot of the undertaking was I had two games, lost one to Pat's Death Guard and won against Dylan's Astartes. I met two new gamers Dayle and Evin. Dayle brought Death Guard to the party and Evin played Warmachine but has an Imperial force. So anyhow, here are some pics of the games that you will hopefully enjoy;

The mighty Drukhari force attempts to kill some filthy Death Guard and cart loads more to Commoragh, probably not the wisest of things unless they have some incredibly potent hand sanitiser.

These dodgy looking geezers are poxwalkers but mainly asymtomatic.

Some filthy loyalist marines.

Alien Hybrids, Receptacles & Psychotic Murder Bikers

Greetings, welcome to another  episode of "What I done in 2021", one of those unsolicited things you get on the internet, like Nigerian princes and flat earthers. This update is of a xenos flavour, so here we go;

Tarrellian/Genestealer Hybrids 

The Gang

In the Grim Darkness of the 41st Millennium, Crows Still Need Scaring, Umbrellas Still Need To Be Manufactured

 So the war against unpainted models continues, this time with some mainly non military types to try to sneak onto good honest battlefields at the expense of the professionals. So below you will find various goons to decorate my battle reports.

More Hybrids For The Revolution  

The Assembly of D'Keddes gained a couple more recruits, a proper old metal Neophyte that was sculpted before GW gave any thought to intellectual property and therefore wasn't called a Neophyte, just a plain old Hybrid. As is my current want I have been tarting up some of the bases on my models, in this case the severed banner pole from my Attilan Roughrider command, this serves two purposes, firstly it gives the impression this guy has been involved in the indiscriminate murder of horses and secondly he can double up and a standard bearer in his own right. The other models is a Kelermorph, I already have an original for my army, but what could irritate my gaming group but another one? It is made of an old Necromda Delaque heavy whom I purchased on Ebay sans his heavy stubber. A root around in my bits box gave me an AdMech head and pistol plus some Hybrid hands. Voila! Another freedom fighter to protect the downtrodden masses (before they are horribly melted down in to alien soup).

"FREEDOM!"

Various Dumpster Divers

A couple of years back I bought some old metal scavengers from Moonraker miniatures who now seem to be Forlorn Hope Games. They are brilliant sculpts and absolutely drip character. In the grim darkness od the 41st Millennium they will probably be cultists - chaos and otherwise - as well as freedom fighters, pirates and other ne'erdowells. The model on the left is my all time favourite model in the range and could even get his own miniseries. I don't think I would be likely to paint these models were it not for contrast paints and inks, these sculpts have lots of very detailed bits and bobs on them making them quite a chore with these old eyes of mine. For the young 'uns though I would recommend getting some.

Recyclers of the 41st Millenium

Infinity Models

Some years ago our gaming group took a punt on Infinity by Corvus Belli, several games were played and models bought (not necessarily in that order). I plumped for Tohaa, an alien race that use pheromones and viral weaponry (nice, huh?). So soon after I got my Tohaa I discovered how much insane detail was on them an so they got sprayed white, then mothballed due to the next new shiny thing. Once again some random movement of figures made me pick some up and bring them to the painting pile. Here is the result. Not sure how much appetite within our group for infinity there is but three more models crossed off the to do list.

Even though I'm pretty sure Tohaa aren't mammals, the females seem to have some sort of distraction device fitted to the front of their alien chest area. The other two are Chaksa, a sort of slave race controlled by the Tohaa's boobies.

Two Independant Models

The models below go partly to explain why I have yet to finish an army. My mind sees something and I think I could use it for scenario x or project y . Sadly the time it takes for me to complete whatever the thing is I've bought, I get sidetracked into repeating the same process again. So below are a scarecrow (possibly TSR) that was to be used as some sort of demonic thing for WFB, or an alien surveillance device for a 40K Imperial Agriworld. Either way it may or may not adorn a field in an upcoming game. The other is a Shao Lin monk from a now defunct miniature company called Iron Mammoth Miniature. He is the last of 6 that have been gradually been painted over the last 5 years. One peculiarity of these models is their slightly longer than normal arms, that give them an alien shape changer vibe which could fit into my Rogue Trader projects.    

We come in peace, possibly.

Necromunda Confontation Bods

Now that they don't seem exist anymore in Necromundan lore, I have finished a Malcadon Spyre hunter. I also put one AdMech arm and a High Elf one, on an old  Confrontation Brat ganger. Two very cool sculpts who will probably find their way onto this blog in some strange capacity that isn't 100% clear to me at the moment. Perhaps Astra Militarum wannabes or members of a Halloween Revolutionary Force, intent on a Coup D'Etat  some time in October.

So that's all I have to show you today, hopefully it will give some of you a warm nostalgic glow that may have sparked some joy. Or not. 

Family portrait

Thanks for Reading

Karen. Lucille & Barbie. Plus Scenery.

 Greetings. Some more progress with regard to my little toy soldiers has been made, but none of the newly finished are soldiers, just vehicles and buildings. I just wanted to clear that up.

Tanks A Lot

My Astra Militarum got bolstered recently when I finally decided to actually finish these, er, well ladies I suppose. Meet Karen, Lucille & Barbie, three vehicles to smash the face in of the enemies of the Emperor with. Karen is the Basilisk, Lucille the Leman Russ and Barbie is the Hellhound. They have my started-four-or-five-years-ago Olive yellow drybrush with some Aggaros Dunes camo stripes. Each one has roman numeral numbers from Green Stuff World, that were glued on then painted white. Another feature of these vehicles was the naming of them. Krablokistan tradition is such that military vehicles are named and are generally female. The names are trying to be witty, Karen because she reacts explosively to criticism, Lucille because of Negan's wife/bat and Barbie because she loves to cook.

LX, VII and DIII

Karen

Lucille

Barbie

All the Single Ladies

Meanwhile Somewhere In The Imperium...

Several years ago I purchased an Imperial Bastion, slapped Vallejo Yellow Olive over it and moved on to the next project, What I didn't do was fit the heavy bolters to it as I 'didn't have the time'. Now that I came across said bolters I tarted them up with Skeleton Horde and Soulstone Red and attempted to affix them to the Bastion. Several seconds of pushing took the parapets off. Never one to let a small delay snowball into a much bigger one (joke!), I decided to add some humor to the parapet area in what I thought would be good clean Astra Militarum fashion.

One thing that is very evident when studying the Bastion, enemies besieging it follow the double tap method as on each wall there seems to be many twin bullet holes. Also this Bastion has been given the numeral 104.

It can be a nerve-wracking time on guard duty so why not liven it up with noting kills.

Also the odd cry for help from above.

One of the main selling features of the CIV Bastion is the blood and offal vents that deposit remains directly to the galley for reclaimation.

A Seven Year Old Idea Comes To Pass

In March 2014 I put a page on here with ideas for new Necromunda territories, A ratburger stand. Now that idea is pretty much finished. Using bits of card pinned to foamcard to look like sidecycled building materials I have built Limpy's Diner, well it will be when he can afford tables. 

Limpy's is fully equipped with some sort of internal cooking device, that gives off smoke and fumes both inside and out.

Limpy has spared no expense stealing someone else's sign to advertise his wares.

Everything all neatly posed for maxmum enjoyment.

So that's it folks, this is what I have been  spending my hobby time on this past while. On the horizon (or possibly many horizons away) is my AM Valkerie and some assorted ne'erdowells to hang around the diner causing 41st Millennium mischief. So until next time.

Thanks for reading.

Wyches Ahoy!

So some more dead inside murder elves were finished, happy enough with the results: I made plenty of use of body parts from my bits box, to denote various gladiatorial contests that each of these ladies (or lads) have recently had.

Hekatrix Cutilda Corpsemaid stands on a variety of gladiatorial trophies that she herself has created.

Another Hekatrix; Morgore the Cutter carries her own Ultramarine scout round with her as some alien surfaces can scuff her silk soled booties.

 

40K Drukhari Crusade

Adraxys Molech waited patiently in his sanctum for his guests. A Dracon within the Kabal of the Black Heart, his lair was small by many other standards but in his mind it was temporary. His throne stood on a raised dais with his silent Incubi guards flanking him. A bell chimed and unseen lackeys opened the sentient gutwood doors giving two barely audible groans. Two lithe figures strode in with graceful moves that more than hinted at gruesome violence at a moments notice. 

"You are welcome honored Succubi of the Red Grief". Molech was careful not to name either first in case the other took offence.

Both nodded, eyes constantly scanning the room for threats or challenges. One spoke up;

"You wish to enter into an alliance to gather souls from realspace?". 

"Indeed, that is the reason for your invitation".

The second then spoke "Molech, you are still a minor Dracon within the Black Heart, and as such my superiors are unwilling to give extensive aid. Myself and Serpentia however, feel that after that incident with Archon Faik being trapped in torment sarcophagus indefinitely, you could be a worthwhile ally. We shall both bring our personal retinues and I can  call in a favour from the Blind Wind Reaver band and another from the Seven Clicks of Terror Hellion gang. With these we can start our endeavor". With that the two Succubi left. 

Molech then called to his almost trusted lackey, "contact your spy in the Tower of Tortured Secrets; I want to find a world for a realspace raid. Make it interesting.".

Adraxys Molech