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Surely no one actually really thinks the old attack bike was worse than the ATV?! The attack bike was basically a standard space marine bike, a design that was well received, with a heavy weapon sidecar added on. Inspired by a WW2 motorbike/sidecar combo. Hardly anything wrong with it, a design lineage that came from the original RT bikes. Meanwhile the ATV is an absolute mess of a design with no similarity to the Outrider bikes it goes with, or any other marine vehicle. Maybe the intent was something like the warthog in Halo, but the end result was a Mario Kart reject. The outrider bikes look like an update of the previous marine bike, should have done the same with the attack bike. Maybe they will with the rumoured upcoming multi-part outriders.

... do we need gravis at all?

John Armageddon himself.

I didn’t realise quite how long ago I started this thread! Anywhere, here’s the latest addition - a Vostroyan Lord Marshall kit-bash / conversion. C&C very welcome. Cheers, Lorr

Amazing that you're even saying something like this. Imagine if the sort of Primaris shake up happened to the Craftworld Eldar. Imagine if all the current designs started slowly getting phased out in favour of the current crop of Corsair kits or a new Ynnari aesthetic. Would you say the same thing to the people who like the old Aspect Warriors in that scenario? You act as if people being more discerning about the faction they picked years ago is some sort of insult pointed directly at you. You're entitled to your opinion, but often times your posts feel like you personally made it your task to make a "BUT I LIKE IT" type post every time someone expressed even the slightest bit of dislike towards a new release or even just a preference for an older design.

On the contrary; your last hope of not getting people complaining about the loss of real Marines for their oversized Poochie replacements was actual upscaled Mk.7. If this is true and real Marines are actually going the way of the dodo, you will have to endure the (justified) grumbling about the engakkification of Space Marines, forever.

I just want to express how happy I am that ATV and Suppressors will be gone., because I hate both. Now, could we do something about heavy stubbers and calf thrusters?

Love how the article re-iterates how you can paint this one as any chapter you want. Surely this will help with the wave of posts on social media asking if they have to paint their Armageddon box marines as BA.

Iron Warriors players don't really need four "blank" pauldrons though - Legionaries, Havocs, etc come with plenty of them already. Whereas sculpted hazard stripes/chevrons could have been useful to someone.

Love how it's a inspired by the old 2nd edition Grots. Only fitting given the theme of the set.

Ah yes, the new and improved Suppressors, Inceptors, Aggressors, 3 man Sanguinary Guard and so on. It truly was reflexive hate when I turned the Gravis captain I got in the Dark Imperium box and noticed that he looks as if he's suffering from excess fluid in his abdomen, the oversized Gravis power pack and the fact he was missing his backside. This isn't really about liking "horrible old models", it's a matter of design really. For example in terms of art and design I will prefer the Tactical Squad and older designs over the Intercessors and Mark X. They are fine models in terms of quality most of the time, but I dislike their completely uniform appearance. Massed Imperial Guard infantry have more personalization options per model than the premier infantry kit for the flagship faction. A lot of Primaris design was questionable, like releasing an Apothecary model without a narthecium. It took until the Blood Angels release to fix that. I forgot to mention the Storm Speeder and how it's an unsightly brick the size of a Rhino that replaced the equivalent of a flying scout car or light weapons platform. Talk about new and improved.

I think I'll go with gold! Thanks. Yellow for the regular squad members (as a role designation) and green for the sergeant, yeah. I sure hope that the yellow will look right. I quite liked how it looked as a tertiary colour on the shield Captain from the previous page - this has given me a confidence boost to try it out on larger surfaces. Here's a small update. I think I managed to get most of the armour and leather done. The idea for the backpacks is to keep the 'base' of the pack purple to match the armour and paint the top part/thrusters black. While it's probably not apparent from the photos (the output is quite similar), I'm looking for ways to make the painting process more enjoyable. I think for regular troops, I'll settle on relying on drybrushing for base of the highlights. However, with only a week left, I'm a bit concerned (and pessimistic!) about getting them done by the month's end for the 12 Months of Hobby vow.

You just keep playing them. They aren't being removed from the game. One weekend a month you can't play then at an RT and then you go back to your normal play and use them if you want to.

GW has a business plan centered around constantly pushing new products, regardless of lore change or model invalidation. To legends they go, which is a nice way of saying we’ll forget about those models in a few years time. The player base that used to be, pre-pandemic, is not the current player base. That’s just from my own personal experience, playing the game, going to the game store, and going to some huge events like the Las Vegas Open. It’s expanded! We’ve got a whole new generation of players that don’t have the physical and mental baggage of editions past, and lore lost. As long as people keep buying, the machine will keep churning. I’ll pour one out for the homie devastators and tacticals that are no longer here. I’m also trying to get in a Zen state about editions and changes, because hobby is supposed to be fun. Sometimes the bickering, and concern over change overwhelms what the hobby brings me personally, which is an escape from reality and a chance to hang with friends.

I'm not going to argue with you if you're going to assume how I feel about this hobby. I wouldn't have bought any of the models I bought over the past 10 years (post 8th edition era) and I wouldn't be spending time converting the same miniatures if the hobby made me miserable. It's clear you're on the back foot because you're constantly making concessions to arguments people made in this thread, but you still somehow sneak in a snipe at people you see as detractors.

It just occurred to me that an all Firstborn army could be played using the Leagues of Votann rules. Even the heights line up.

Some of you were not around for the horrors of the first chaos Possessed models and it shows. :P Crazy part is that some of you think the Suppressors look worse than the Humpty Dumpty Centurions(no matter the flavor).

I think people who say "good riddance" are missing the point. They might not have been the best units and you might not personally miss them, but such new units being removed means nothing is safe. This stuff is not cheap, but at least it used to be that you knew that it would be usable for a long while. This is no longer the case. The unit that was just released and you are now eagerly painting might be unusable in a few years.

First SM preview for the box I feel positive about, GW seems to have a pretty comfortable time putting out good looking Chapies. A bit twitchy about it all relying on the thin smoke column though...

Obadiah: The Tower of Echoes was an imposing building, as was so much Imperial architecture: a towering spire, wider at the base but narrowing as it rose, surrounded by a circular pile of mortared stone topped with domes and a few smaller minarets. Snarling and gibbering gargoyles lined the eaves. The outer walls were supported by flying buttresses that arced up 20 meters or more, and every flat surface was covered with graven images of the Emperor and his saints. The facility itself was encircled by an outer wall, no more than three meters high, though it was no serious defense. It featured no turrets, nor were there any guards walking a parapet. Few were the brave souls who wanted to actually enter an Astropathic Relay. The lone gate in the exterior wall sat on the southwest side, where both a road from parts westward and a path coming up from a small jetty in the river met. The approach had been easy enough; the fall of night had done much to conceal Obi and his companions, and the Arbites had fallen far behind them. They had a watercraft and a pair of skimmers executed a standard grid search over the crash site, but the bright lights made them easy to track. Obi walked in a deep crouch, his camo cloak pulled in tight across his plastron, about five meters north of the road. Two armed sentries stood at the simple gate in the exterior wall. They chatted amiably, barely paying attention, and the Mantis Warrior had considered killing them at a distance. . . but he wanted to make sure there was no one else out of sight to raise an alarm. His slow progress got him up to the wall without issue. He clicked his tongue into the vox twice, and got two clicks back from Tarh. He let his autosenses pierce the darkness in the direction he'd come from, but even his enhanced vision couldn't pick out the man's hide. Good. A short vertical leap let him get his fingers onto the top of the wall and he smoothly heaved himself up and over the wall. He dropped down on the other side, still cloaked by darkness and cameleoline. He peered at the gate, and sure enough the two guards at the actual portal were not alone. There was a sort of a guard house -- a small shack, really -- with an open door and as he watched, a silhouetted shape moved back and forth within. He slid Silence from its sheath and closed the distance. The guard from the shack stepped out into the cool night air and marched around to the gate, and he heard Tarh's vox-click in his ear as soon as he heard the new arrival begin to chat up the two other guards. A quick glance into the shack showed it empty of other people, so he slipped around the front. Silence flew from his grasp, and the monomolecular edge took the shack-guard in the temple with a wet thunk. Before the man even hit the dirt, a red flash from the near-distance snapped out and drilled smoking hole in the forehead of one of the guards. Obi sprang forward and grabbed the last man by the throat, choking off his scream before it could manifest, and closed the gauntlet's grip. The man's neck bent at a weird angle with an audible snap. He quickly dragged all three bodies into the guard house, retrieved his knife, and doused the interior light. "Advance," he whispered over the vox. "We're going in." The courtyard between wall and main building was open and poorly lit; only the main entrance -- wide, double doors of bronze carved in bas-relief of the Emperor -- had bright lamps set on either side of it. Silence clutched tightly in one fist, Obi crept to the doors. Flattening himself quietly against the wall, he reached up to the lamp on his side of the door and ripped it down with one quick tug. He was about to cross in front of the doors to get the second when Tarh's long-las flashed again out of the darkness and cracked the lamp-bulb. He paused a moment, waiting patiently, eyes never leaving the doors, until Tarh's smaller form coalesced from the darkness on the other side of the door. "Ready?"

I may be in the minority but I quite like Gravis. The 8th edition ones weren't great but the Eradicators and Heavy Intercessors look good to me. I like the helmets as they look like a cross between MkX and Terminator helmets.

I think the Mk X helm looks good on Deathwatch, as they're slightly more "sci-fi" and "tactical" in my mind, but for everything else, I just can't bring myself to like it no matter how much I try. As for Marines in general, I think Primaris have good and bad points, design-wise (fluff-wise, I find them horrendous, but I can ignore that, so it's no big deal to me). For most of the things, like the bolt rifles, armour plates and knees, I have no problem with going "it's just Space Marines to me", but there are a few sticking points, like the neck guard (which is easily trimmable) and the "ankle bulb" (which is less eaily dealt with, but eaiser to ignore). Honestly, I think we'll end up seeing most of these design choices fade away as everything slowly morphs into one big "Space Marine" design melting pot. Some of the newer minis are among the best Marines they've ever done, but I still look forward to them blending more old design cues in there. As for the fluff and new units, well, 40K is a long-running franchise that only really exists to move product, so I think it's just common sense to accept that the "true" creative work has been done a long time ago and now the creative and artistic spark is going to have to come from oneself. It's like when my friends complain about Star Wars (or I complain about the Simpsons). I mean, yeah, it can annoy you sometimes, but trying to put one's finger on some big reason beyond "it's been running since forever, of course it's not great art anymore" is a fool's errand. Factor in nostalgia and one can be frustrated from here to eternity, if one does not accept that it's our own job to make it speak to us. But GW does provide some great raw material most of the time.

Victory. Victory is the colour. EDIT: With the splash landing out of the way, gentlemen we will move on. @A.T. go ahead and assume you have moved to Harville and begin your work there/continue with any narrative you think appropriate. @FabiusV4lcoran and @Xin Ceithan I will PM you both to discuss matters in due course. @Lord_Ikka Go ahead and rendezvous with Tyro, Cain and the two warp breaches in waiting. @Trokair and @Iron Father Ferrum go ahead and narratively conduct your extraction from the river. Assume the town is map south, and the side you want is map north. Be advised Mithra is amphibious and will be fine, but Tarh and the Co-Pilot will not. @Lysimachus, @Necronaut, @Machine God, @Mojake, @BadgersinHills begin your narratives for preparing to launch, board and capture the freighter in that order. We will narratively tie everything together in due course.

Yeah there's no one stopping you from just getting close enough. I get there's some internal rationale for people who want to field an exactsies type of force... But they're toys, they're meant to be played with, use some imagination and we can all have a good time.

There are some work-arounds. Now squads are pretty much fixed, you can represent them however you want. You see that 5-man tactical squad with a missile launcher? As far as your opponent is concerned, that is now a 5-man Intercessor squad with auxiliary grenade launcher. Not everything can be proxied but there is certainly no need to shelve your Firstborn stuff, particularly if you like the models and would struggle to paint a new army.

In terms of proportions I agree, but in every other metric they are lacking and a pain to work with if you want some variety. The Space Wolves were a pleasure to build and should be the standard for the reworked intercessor kits and any future Space Marine release. My hopes for the new Speeder multipart are the crewmen being loose parts so I can stick them on the Proteus assault couch pattern of Land Speeder.

I remain convinced the ATV was designed as a joke, to see how just how bad a primaris model GW could get super fans to buy and convince themselves it was "actually not as bad as i feared now i've seen it in person, honestly I totally don't mind it"

Loota is one with big,, over the shoulder gun. And Flashgitz have THE best guns as they are more of mercenaries with need for the flashiest, bestest shootas

April vow finished, last model done - Inquisition kill-team member (Heavy)

While neither of these units are favourites of mine, the loss of choice is always a sad thing.

2nd part of vow done - 3 Pioneers and 4 Kapricus Defenders. Just need to get my little Inquisition kill-teamer done.

I'd say inceptors and desolation marines are way worse than suppressors. Akimbo dumpy plasma cannons looking like they're floating like Baron Harkonnen from David Lynch Dune. And Desolation marines with the underslung, belt fed, revolving rocket launchers.

Really like this guy, other than the smoke. I DESPISE this trend of adding smoke / explosions / fire etc to models. Particularly in a way that is integral to a model. Make it an alternate piece for those that like it, by all means. But don’t lumber me with some cartoony looking static effect which breaks the immersion, please.

Every single sodding Omnibus should be a range item that sticks around and gets reprints as required. They used to be like that, too. Omnibuses are the END STATE of the novels. You can milk them through hardback, paperback, ebooks and audiobooks for *years* before an omnibus arrives. There should be no artificial scarcity with omnibuses from GW/BL. That they've actively chosen to introduce it for omnibuses is a sign of corporate disease, not a healthy company that gives a damn about what it puts out. And yeah, I'm also still miffed about Saturday's City of Ash disaster. Thankfully I should be good according to my prefered retailer, who I preordered with, but god damn they can't even make a freakin' STARTER SET that's obviously aimed at entirely new customers with one of the included booklets a new range item instead of a surprise limited edition which you only get confirmation on the moment the store page is up, with an order window of 4 minutes before it's sold out. Frankly, GW is driving the intentional supply issues up the roof and I can't wait for the moment it backfires on them. Hope they produced enough boxes of Armageddon, I suppose.

Looking at the angle of the foot and the ruin, it might be possible to trim out the smoke and have the foot directly on the ruins in a "leaping" pose. I am not worried about the structural strength as the smoke looks about at thick as the foot anyway. I just don't like the smoke effects in general. Overall it is a really good model. I am actually thinking I might proxy him as Lemartes as I don't actually like the Primaris Lemmy model. This one looks much closer the previous version of the character.

Well in spite of a busy week I’ve managed to find time to finish my latest rendition of Lord Marshal Dreir! In my head canon he’s actually Marshal Marius Konstantin, leader of the now reformed 3rd Krieg Siege Regiment. I’ve really enjoyed working on such a beautiful sculpt (especially with the head and torso swap) So much so in fact I’ll be painting my Deathriders! Here’s the pics: Krieg Lord Marshal Dreir Krieg Lord Marshal Dreir Krieg Lord Marshal Dreir Krieg Lord Marshal Dreir Krieg Lord Marshal Dreir Can’t wait to get started on the Deathriders! Thanks for looking.

Hagga: The Executioner frowned at the Lamenter's departing back. A courageous, but maybe foolhardy idea. He didn't want to lose one of their small complement of Astartes to something so senseless as dying in a suicidal crash, but he could hardly order his brother to do other than he wished. Maybe it would be well? Ukalegon's jump pack should allow him to escape in time, and perhaps having him there would ensure Ressokov didn't have a last minute change of heart? As the two vessels separated and continued towards the surface, Hagga stood just behind the pilots of their converted gunship, looking out between them through the armoured frontal viewport. The light from Bounty's warming sun was thoroughly obscured, blotted out by the massive lander that hung what felt like only inches above them. They descended together, the view changing from black into blue through the fiery reds and oranges of atmospheric entry. Dropping further and further, they passed through thin clouds to reveal Harville laid out ahead of them, the wide river sparkling away on their right, the brutal black bastion just visible dead ahead. Ressokov held his nerve for a few moments, but Hagga knew instinctively that he wouldn't be able to wait much longer… Several seconds passed, then the hauler shuddered almost imperceptibly. Like a beast of burden that had thrown off its yoke and stretched its aching back. “That's it. Slow us now, let them go,” he ordered softly. Another long moment passed as the hauler gradually pulled away… With a roar, the afterburners fired, suddenly blasting the larger transport forward with a huge flare, aimed squarely at the Arbites HQ like a huge bolt round. Hagga grinned. “There they go! Honour to you, Andus Ressokov, and to my brother Ukalegon! ‘On wings of fire, in blood and fury and glory…’”

Varne "Sir, we've received the execution signal from the Razor," the young pilot's voice had a nervous edge to it as she craned her head round to shout at the passengers. Varne's helm turned to face her, having remained still as a minstorum gargoyle for the past several hours, making the three men in front of him start. The space marine simply nodded. The craft rolled and yawed sharply as it veered towards the western half of Harville. Varne scanned the brief glimpse of the cityscape he was afforded. Something has gone wrong. The flashing sirens of the Arbites were visible even at this height, before quickly being stolen from his view by another levelling shift in the craft's flight. The great dockyards now grew to fill his vision, and his autosenses adjusted to highlight the two largest northernmost locks which isolated the vast loading platforms from the giant river. He lifted his gauntleted hand from the grip of the autocannon and pointed towards them, the sappers craning in their harnesses to see. "Those are our targets," he growled. "as soon as this craft lands, you will dismount and calmly approach your position. There will be no violence until I give the signal. Once you are in position and our pilot confirms as much, I shall leave the shadowed confines of the craft to take up the final position. It is at this point that hell will break loose. You will remain hidden. Once I reach the eastern terminus of the second lock, I shall set the first charge. I shall then take position and provide covering fire whilst you simultaneously set your charges. There is a good chance that you will be ignored entirely in the panic. If not, I will kill your attackers." The formal Opal worker, Symon, turned back round, tears stinging the corner of his eyes. "Lord, how can we survive this carnage?" "If you are lucky, you won't," Varne watched the man's eyes widen, the surface tension breaking the droplets and cascading them through the patina of dust clinging to his cheeks. "However, I will hold the ramp of the Arvus for four minutes. Then we take off with or without you. I suggest you run as if a swarm of Tyranids snaps at your heels." The worker's wide-eyed expression passed between his fellow humans in confused horror, "wha- what's a Tyra-" "Silence," Varne's vox-emitter snarled, his scavenged, mis-matched armour looming over the man and the wet thunk of his tentacle slamming onto the deck inches from the quivering mortal. "Complete your task - or, ruin betide you, fail the Lord of Plagues." A short quiet descended over the passengers, nervous glances now written on all three of them as some form of peristalsis groaned and pulsed within Varne's leg less than a foot away. "Sir..." came the pilot's voice. She cleared her throat then continued, "E.T.A. thirty seconds." Varne's helm raised, his eye lenses again looking beyond the sappers and through the armaglass pane at the mess of industry that was Harville's dockyards. Good.

I painted up a hippogriff for a review on Tabletop Battles (formerly Goonhammer). it’s a very nice kit. I built mine without instructions due to someone else having them. Managed it without any major issues. There are some nice features and they get a lot of detail on not that many pieces, so it builds reasonably quickly. I had a spare Death Rider torso, which I used as the commander instead of the Cadian you get with the kit. That will match my infantry (and cavalry) better. Review here: https://www.goonhammer.com/40k-centaur-hippogriff

I've decided to start this WIP thread to share some projects I am working on. Mayhap it will help to keep me motivated... In the last 2-3 years I amassed some considerable amount of miniatures, mostly second-hand minis that I got a good deal on. Now, I really should start painting them. Yet, I have been slacking recently - the only model I worked on since the end of Call to Arms last year was this quick Spartan Assault Tank I gave to a friend: The transfer sheet from BaC did a number on me and started desintegrating mid-applying. So some markings ended up a bit crooked. Suits the legion I believe... Anyway, I've decided to take a break from my beloved Night Lords (for a while at least, I have some ideas for them still). Recently I procured some absolutely botched Mk6 tacticals and Tartaros, for low, low price of a few $. So, they got conscripted into my fledgeling allied Raven Guard detachment! So far I only got 15 of them painted earlier last year: I went with weathered look - think Isstvan survivors, smth along these lines. I should refine my techniques a bit, let me know if you have any suggestions. But, so far, considering how quickly I've done them, I was quite happy with the results! So, I got to work with the new guys, stripped the many, MANY paint layers, ripped most of the bolters, and tried to give the squad some character. I've tried to put my bits box to good use. Some paint is still there, but I don't expect it to matter under the weathering, rust etc. I hope I'll manage to start painting these soon, though I am still putting together some other squads.

The brutes are done. As is my vow I believe. I'm going to add eithersome myrmidons, urserax and/or a culexus assassin.

Opinion on current or past models doesn’t matter if the person likes or dislikes them. Some describe old models as horrible others love them. At the end of the day it’s personal preference. I’m more bummed at the loss of relatively recent models. This is a GW thing though it shouldn’t surprise.

GM: On that bombshell, I will move the timeline on a few hours. Crux'as: Dusk falls on Bounty, and the function promised by the Padruk sisters is in full swing with officers and ladies attending the Gerhardt townhouse, not far from the main conurbation, but comfortably within the protective walls. In the mean time, the elements of the rebel forces move into position to attack, signalling their readiness via Tyro and Cain. You are relayed by a message from Karelia, that salacious gossip has been known, and that a duel is planned. Unfortunately, the Second of one of the duellists is the man who can open the armoury, and the duel is expected to take place in the morning - 'Grass before Breakfast' - as it is known. Also, a group of the bumpkins who pledged to the Padruks have found a PDF reserve baggage store and plundered all the liquor which they have then imbibed. This has borne a blessing and a curse, in that an Arbites unit has been dispatched to take care of them, but if they get them in for interrogation, it could cause revelations that would prove prickly. Xerxes: You return to the city's Depot, without too much trouble, being stopped several times by citizens with complaints about plumbing, roofing, building works, maintenance enquiries and a myriad of other annoyances. Thankfully now ensconced in the building, several servitors (D10 = 4) have returned from firefighting and remote duty to allow for...ministrations. GM: Be aware guys, I am trying to tie a lot of loose planning strings together here into a knot. If I miss something minor, I apologise, but hopefully we're going forward with the highlights, and the rest is window dressing.

The Wasp: With a herculean effort, the Mantid hauls on the stick, the mechanism buking and buckling in his hands, fit to tear free from the console, and the ratchets, clamps and guide-rods it is bolted, bolstered and buttressed to. The airframe, in its death throes, fights his genhanced body with almost wicked recalcitrance. It is the power of gravity, combined centripetal augmentation, which is proving so difficult to defeat. The Co-pilot begins to flag. She does not have the Lyman's Ear, not the gyroscopic stabilisers in her armoured suit. Barzani has no magboots. The Co-pilot goes slack, as the blood drains from her head, and she finally slumps unconscious, covered in her friend's oily-slick, red, guts. Her arms flap about helplessly even as Barzani's feet begin to shift. Sparks fly as the vessel lurches, the Administratum building filling the forward view - horrifyingly exposed now it has been shorn open. Without his faceplate, Obadiah's eyes would be stung by cinders, debris, grit. They patter off his casque and visor, grim-faced on the outside as the flesh contorted into efforts of will and concentration within. His muscles are fighting a whirlwind. His feet are not secure, until he slides into the fixtures of a crash harness, and, legs splayed, he finds the first bit of purchase. His lips move in mantras, not of prayer, but hypnogogic training. He does not see the pitching building which will be his tombstone, he sees only the small cherub perched atop the altimeter, and her matched twin hovering on the horizon bubble. Deeply, his mind flees from the pain, processing fear as only an Astartes can. His whole body tingles with kill-urge, shame at failure, hatred he is to be robbed of his great chance. Barzani ceases existing. His body is afire. His eyes narrow in the deadly battle haze the Mantis Warriors are whispered to suffer, but they do not succumb. Neither does he. Time slows. Every edge sharpens to painful light, to a dull throb of pulse, and there is a twitch in the gauges he's been holding steady with all his might. They begin to move. They begin to respond to his will, and with an internal scream which would drown the astropathic choir he has come to destroy, his body heaves the aircraft slowly into level flight, and even more, with a spine screaming at him to stop - even that which could take an impact to kill several normal men - he disobeys, and manages to line up the nose on the Tower of Echoes. It is not certain. It is not a given thing he will make it, but with a grim satisfaction, he sees the river rear up at him, the Wasp plunges to her deep and final grave, and with a shudder which would ring the halls of a Titan war machine, Obi is hurled from his feet, cast into the roof of the aircraft as it's belly thunders into a curtain wall at a skipper-angle, and ploughs into the river with a drenching thunder of displaced water and silt as the bullet-vessel nosedives into the bottom. Yet the peril is not finished. He is safe, but his comrades may drown. He must call once more upon his genewrought body, for the landing is finished, but the mission is only just begun.

I finally took the time to work on my 12 MoH vow. Let's welcome two new members of Schaeffer's Last Chancers : Rocket Girl : And Warrior Woman :

Worth it.

This is intresting idea. Which kinda attack bike would be best concept? Sidecar version? Tandem kinda? Turret on back? One marine with servitor turret? Alot possibilities really, but we know GW propably makes something with current outriders kit that connects to it

Greetings Fraters, this is a different sort of update from me - it’s an update of, well, very little or no progress. Basically, I’ve struggled with my motivation to paint over the last month-to-six weeks. There are a few reasons for this; the biggest is that we had a bereavement in the family a couple of months ago. We lost a very close family member following a long and determined fight against cancer; so it was a loss that was expected, but nonetheless difficult. Honestly, if anyone has been through seeing a loved one taken by that illness, you’ll agree with me when I say **** cancer. This loss has affected each of my family in different ways - for me, it crept up on me really, and didn’t ’hit’ me straight away. It seemed to slowly settle on me like a fog, a miasma that brought me down and kind of robbed me of any sense of joy in the things I normally enjoy doing - like painting miniatures. While going through this, I haven’t beat myself up over not painting, or developed any anxiety over letting my painting ‘schedule’ slip away. In fact, I’ve just gone with it. I’ve not beat myself up because up until this, I’ve had pretty much 6 years of almost continuous hobbying, including painting on average an army a year (!) as well as terrain pieces and Kill Teams. If I’m not painting now, then everything I’ve got will still be there when my hobby motivation fully returns. So for the last month or so, the current batch of Marines I’ve been painting has been sat on my desk, pretty much like this: And honestly, I’ve not worried about it much at all. However, over the last week, my motivation has slowly started coming back - but it’s not helped by the fact that I now have to block in metallics, which I really find tedious Still, I’ll chip away, and eventually these will get done. And to help me push through one of my least favourite parts of doing these, I’ve been starting to get a hankering for a new army project - part of me wants to go straight on to it, but I’m going to do my best to stay focussed and get these Marines done. But that next project never seems far from my mind at the moment…

April I, Reclusiarch Jolemai , embark on the 12 Months of Hobby Challenge, and for the month of April pledge to complete 5x Breacher Legionaries by month's end.