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++ ECHIDNA’S CHILDREN ++ 1: LAUGHING HEADSMEN Theoretical. A term used by the Primogenitors, and before them, the XIII Legion, a rhetorical device to prepare the mind for action, for the execution of a preferred eventuality. Tirian Mahlo found the latter disproportionately amusing, since it succinctly underscored his current predicament. The chainaxe bit into his shoulder. Scarlet runes in Mancoran Dialect helpfully informed him of the Practical as adamantine teeth driven to a blinding whirr, made contact and began to harrow his alabaster warplate. He couldn’t hear the weapon growling, since Khymara IX was utterly devoid of atmosphere, but he did notice the grey-green dust from the world’s surface clogging where it mixed with Astartes blood from previous victims. He had about three seconds to live. Then again, so did the bastard trying to kill him. With a jarring parry, Mahlo knocked the weapon back with his elbow, provoking sparks and flecks of ceramite to skitter across his visor before pinging off to oblivion in the low gravity. The clack-slam of his Reductor went right through the flexsteel of the Executioner’s neck, aimed at a point Mahlo was all too familiar with. Behind it lay the arteries and meat of the Space Marine’s absurdly well-designed neck, but also the fleshy gobbet of a single Geneseed cluster. The sickening noise as Biscopean cartilage parted for the invading metal never failed to force clenched teeth, when he powered through, severing the cervical vertebrae and the vital nerve clusters. A rune spoiled his vindictive moment with a green pulse to indicate the death-blow, and incidental geneseed recovery, was successful. It was a first. He used the corpse as a shield to hide from supporting fire given by the Scions of Dorn who called the meatbag comrade. More Astartes plate was turned into flinders by the hurricane of fire as they tried to bring him down; just as aware as Mahlo that the man he was holding was dead. This was an utter shambles, the Howling Griffons stationed here called for recovery of their wounded, and Mahlo was forced to leave the protection of his Rhino APC, clearly marked as an Apothecarion Transit, to enter the bunker complex which comprised of four stations, housing an augur array, telecoms units, and a remote surveillance drones. What was left of them. He fought the Executioners with bursts from his Umbra-Ferrox bolter, mindful of ammunition consumption, the bolt hammering a predictable chugging that tallied in his mind along with the cortical-interface in his visor. The enemy were clad in almost as motley a panoply as his own Brothers were, some in gleaming blue-steel, others marked with dark lozenges of Codex disruptive patterns, more still in the blue-white lunar amoeba. His fashion sense was abandoned when his power plant hit the door sill leading to the under-complex. Abandoning his erstwhile, now limbless shield, he banged twice, tossing a krak grenade out with the corpse. A blast of displaced grit and pressure warnings eclipsed as the door opened to admit him, staring into the muzzles of two bolters clasped by Griffons he didn’t know. + Peace, brothers,+ he assured, although it was both hollow and pointless, since his Cerberus IFF would have already painted him as friendly. Perhaps this was the bedside manner Kordus was so keen for him to develop. ++++++++++++ Just a quick blurt that was supposed to launch into another short-story, but I couldn't get my teeth back into it. Can't remember if it's in the Google Drive, but at least it's on the board for perusal.

heya all, i'm mainly over in Ad-Mech and Astra Mil forums but went on holidays recently and got some Primaris Marines (push togethers), now at the time we went and visited Movie World and my young son found much joy in buying merchandise of Harry potter and house Gryffindor.... suffice to say when i was sitting down at home upon our return and was pouring over codex armies pictures etc...ultra's,DA's,BA's,wolves .... on and on,whilst doing this my son came up and sat with me looking too and to his suprise he saw the colours of red and Yellow Quartered and immediately said "Gryffindor!! ... paint yours like those one's daddy . when i mentioned to him they were "Howling Griffons" he said no they're "Howling Gryffindors"... and that was the start of this Plog... (now i'm terribly slow and indecisive as a painter and i have 2 no wait... 3, other armies slowly taking shape so this is here to motivate me to work in with my other stuff and slowly get a small Primaris force done for now,of which my son will most likely use(borrow) when he eventually starts to play as well.) Some questions on Howling Griffons! - i looked up the info etc etc - codex chapter that is pretty much the same as ultra's but the only difference i found was they don't display company markings right?... probably a good thing as i think 4th Co rims would look a bit meh with all that red n yellow anyways... so in theory, playing them in games would be same as Ultra's correct? do we used the same named characters too? ... also what helmet markings do we use for say captains LT's Sarge's etc...same as ultra's? are there decals out there for em? or should i splurge on some of those pop goes the monkey -shapeways emblems that fit right onto the pad!?... if anyone else has some info/enlightenment on howling griffons..Primaris Marines or just simply playing Ultra's it would be appreciated. i will be painting up the Intercessors and Reivers that i got when we went away...lets get those done before i talk more and then go from there below is the first test min i did to show my son basically what his (our ) army will look like when it's done. it's had highlights done and will be based this weekend so hopefully Monday i'll show our first finished HG Primaris Marine... Cheers, Mithril

Hi folks, getting back into 40k for 8th and since it has reignited my desire to play I decided to build a force I'd always wanted to do, for both background and aesthetic reasons, yet never had an actual reason to spend my limited money purchasing. So now, it's time for me to begin down the long, grinding path of quartered red and yellow. I welcome all comments and constructive criticism (as well as any tips on parking straight lines!) I have little progress right now, as I've spent only a few hours actually painting, but here is the first Tactical Marine with some proper colours (apologies for the crappy pictures, my phone is the only camera I have and isn't amazing): Thanks for checking out my humble painting, and I hope you will enjoy my adventure! Cheers, Tom.

[Photos have been edited because the Inquisition prefers thumbscrews to thumbnails.] Hi! I'm new here, so I hope I'm doing this right. My plan is to use this as a plog for all my 40k projects involving humans. I'm using the term in the broad sense, so that includes abhumans, posthumans, posthumans with tentacles, etc. I figure if the Imperium can't tell the difference between Dark Eldar and Craftworld Eldar, why should I bother keeping track of all their species subcategories? This begins with a cautionary tale. Back in the days of 3rd ed, I realized that I basically had a small Space Marines army sitting in my bits box, so I figured I might as well paint them up and a secondary or lender army. I picked up a few more models to flesh them out a bit, and painted... well, most of them. And then a lot of years passed. Relatively recently, I decided to finish off the army I had originally painted most of almost 20 years ago. I painted the handful of models I hadn't gotten to. I touched up the squad and chapter badges. I felt pretty good about it. The last thing I needed to do was finish up some freehand work on the Rhinos, but I thought, "Hey, wouldn't it be cool if I tried some weathering effects?" And it was pretty cool, so I thought, "Hey wouldn't it be cool if I applied the same weathering effects to the whole army?" ... So this is the story of how I took my finished, fully painted army, declared it unfinished, and started repainting it, because I make poor life choices. Here's the first Tactical Squad and their Rhino. http://i.imgur.com/tL3dS7P.jpg http://i.imgur.com/O0wmZLS.jpg http://i.imgur.com/qo5KxkE.jpg http://i.imgur.com/rf6GsSC.jpg http://i.imgur.com/YejZx0v.jpg http://i.imgur.com/PGZ2lBy.jpg http://i.imgur.com/6g410hJ.jpg http://i.imgur.com/BR3Lx6l.jpg http://i.imgur.com/9dUudsu.jpg http://i.imgur.com/Jwkfdd2.jpg One thing that's been fun about this is remembering how much I learned from painting these models the first time. I discovered translucent layering as an alternative to drybrushing. I realized that I hate waterslide transfers, and that I'm better off just painting Chapter badges and other details by hand. (Some of the models have decals on them which I painted over before eventually swearing them off for good.) The paper banners are a relic of their time. I'd planned on leaving them alone, but... I had an idea. (Banners loosely based on the illuminated manuscripts!) I'm compromising with myself: I won't replace the banners with elaborate sculpted ones until I've updated all the paintjobs. Questions, comments, and xenocidal threats are welcome.

Hi Everyone, I just wanted to share some Deathwatch operatives I finished the last few months.

BELLIGERENTS of BADAB HOWLING GRIFFONS One wound of many. So, I'm not painting a lot of Space Marines these days, between my Tau Crusade Army and fun I've been having over in BFG. That didn't seem right. Now, I can't commit to a major project, but I can certainly muck around with single models, right? So begins BELLIGERENTS of BADAAAAAAAAAAB!! The crowd goes wild. Wanted to start out with something fiddly, so I've knocked out a Howling Griffon. Not just any Howling Griffon, however, this is a highly specific little conversion... You should see the other guy. Now, I'm not going to promise to do every model like this, being directly based on one of the original pictures, but some certainly will be. It's fun! I don't have a full army in someone else's scheme in me, I'm not built that way, but I can do a model in an existing style. Also, great excuse to try out some more freehanding! Now, I need to decide who's next...