Balthamal Posted September 28, 2015 Share Posted September 28, 2015 I think I'm actually going to sneak in. Latest update. http://i1299.photobucket.com/albums/ag78/chud395/20150928_173807_zpsa3bjk3oc.jpg Washed and glazed the metallics so now it's the cloth and the armour. Hopefully get the highlighting done on the metal and vials done tonight before finishing off with the armour trims tomorrow. Might well make this! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4183008 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Balthamal Posted September 28, 2015 Share Posted September 28, 2015 And after pushing hard for the last 2 hours, mission accomplished. Edit: Forgot the fluff. Added http://i1299.photobucket.com/albums/ag78/chud395/20150928_213947_zpsodpiydwr.jpg http://i1299.photobucket.com/albums/ag78/chud395/20150928_214006_zpstwp9ap0d.jpg http://i1299.photobucket.com/albums/ag78/chud395/20150928_213937_zpscdviopxn.jpg Triton, Satellite of Neptune – Sol System – 1043 Days after the Istvaan V Dropsite Massacre Ishamael Julvar had consigned himself to a lonely death. He had seen nor heard anyone for the past seventeen days. Even by the standards of his cell that was an uncommonly long period of time where none of his jailors had seen fit to check if he still lived. He had made a point of counting how long they were wont to abandon him previously, and that had never extended beyond five days. The VII Legion were nothing if not meticulous in their duty. But this long silence obviously meant that events were afoot. Over two standard Terran weeks was bordering on dereliction of duty in any other case. The riveted bands of silver around his bare wrists and ankles prevented him from simply pushing his sixth sense out into the prison complex. Indeed he was no longer sure his powers would manifest at his behest, he had never gone so long without calling upon them in some way though he had heard tell in his gutted Legion that psychic powers were known to atrophy quickly. Julvar supressed a sigh of regret. The XV Legion were dead, the third Legion to have their names and deeds burnt from Imperial history, the crimes of the Crimson King against his father the Emperor, too great for simple censure. The abrupt clacking of the door seals retracting snapped his attention back to the present. He lacked the strength to stand and face his captors so was forced to settle slumped against the wall opposed the entrance, his feet almost reaching the metal in the confined space. Three Astartes stood outside, the rich yellow of their armour identifying them immediately. One held a dataslate in his fist, the others merely kept their bolters held at ease across their chests. Interestingly, none had anything to denote rank. The warrior with the dataslate stepped to the threshold of the cell and glanced at the device once before speaking. “Ishamael Julvar. By order of Rogal Dorn, Lord of the VII Legion and Praetorian of the Imperium, you are to be transferred from this facility to Terra immediately” He motioned for the two warriors accompanying him to lift the stricken Thousand Son from the cell. As both entered, Ishamael caught the distinctive scent of oil and hot ceramite tinged with the unmistakable aroma of fycelene – smoke from the propellant in bolt shells. As he gained his feet he looked straight at the Astartes who had addressed him. “My bindings cousin,” he said, raising his arms to show his wrists. The Imperial Fist didn’t hesitate; “Of course kinsman” and he simply ripped away the silver in his gauntlets. Ishamael felt the Warp trickle back into him but ignored it to focus on his deliverer. “You are not of the VII Legion.” It was less than a question. Again no hesitation, “No cousin we are not.” “Then who are you! You are in a prison posing as members of Dorn’s Legion and he-“ The false Imperial Fist’s laughter stopped Ishamael short. Of everything, laughter was the last thing he expected. “Cousin. Dorn has had you locked here for four years. Given the other things on his mind you are a very minor detail.” “There is no such thing as a minor detail.” Again, laughter. “No doubt Gulliman would agree with you. He however is not here, we are. And you are coming with us.” Still Ishamael hesitated. If he were being smuggled from the prison, why? And by whom? Were his brothers being freed too? The questions ceased running through his mind as he looked down the corridor and saw another Astartes start down the cramped space. This one wore ornate warplate, it’s surfaces chased with scales, silver serpents and undecipherable text written in a score of languages, most of them dead. Alpha Legion. It could be no other, which would explain the false Fists and the gun smoke. He decided to try one more time. “I’m grateful cousins, truly. Now who are you? And what of Dorn?” The Alpha Legionnaire stopped forty paces shy of him, his helm, surprisingly was wrought in such a way that the faceplate represented the unfurled pinions of the Imperial Eagle. He’d never have expected to see such a thing. “Cousin,” he said, making the Aquila before his chest. “We must see you safely from here. In approximately thirteen minutes every alarm in this rock will sound and the guns of a hundred brothers will be pointed directly at us. Haste is essential. And as for Dorn, Bane told you truly. He has far greater concerns on his mind at present. Like trying to reign in the aggressive impulses of the Wolf King and co-ordinate the invasion of Paramar V. Ishamael’s head spun with these revelations. Paramar V invaded? Leman Russ on Terra? Who was fighting who? Had the Warmaster lost all control over the Legions? “Who are you? And why is all of this taking place? My Legion’s sins I can at least bear witness to but Paramar is the domain of the Mechanicum and has Russ slipped beyond the Warmaster’s-“ “Enough brother. Answers will come with time. Time and distance between us and Triton. We cannot bide. And the Warmaster is why we have come. Your services are needed.” “Yes, yes, yes I will come. But for the final time kinsman, your name.” The eagle helm could have been boring a hole through his skull or been utterly lost in contemplation for all the movement and expression it presented. Finally, completely without emotion or inflection, a single word emerged from the vox-grill “Ruin” Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4183158 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zujara Posted September 28, 2015 Share Posted September 28, 2015 Completed! http://i1006.photobucket.com/albums/af182/Zujara/Daemons/locf1_zpsff2gutqf.jpg http://i1006.photobucket.com/albums/af182/Zujara/Daemons/locf2_zpsntmv1yvq.jpg http://i1006.photobucket.com/albums/af182/Zujara/Daemons/sepvowf_zpsoaimv95w.jpg Fluff: Diabolist Jareth closed his eyes as colours danced in his mind, feeling the voice of the warp entity that had been calling him to a small, unknown planet. He had led the Broken Scythe Chapter to this world, where they were greeted by primitive tribesmen welcoming them as warriors of their god. The tribesmen told them of the sorcerers that ruled their world from a city made of crystal, and that these sorcerers had trapped the avatar of their god in one of their great temples. Their chieftain swore a blood oath to the Word Bearers, his men eager to claim vengeance. Jareth had been chasing these visions for months now, and although cautious of completely trusting anything from the warp the gifts and knowledge it had promised him were too tempting to refuse. He accepted the tribesmen, their knowledge of the terrain being valuable as was their use as expendable troops. He knew from the voice that the temple was near the middle of the city, and only its total destruction would break its bonds. Although resistance was fierce from the psykers inside the city, the siege was short and brutal. Destruction of cities was the Broken Scythe’s specialty and with the tribesmen bearing the brunt of the assault, the siege engines of the Word Bearers were able to focus on bringing down each layer of defense. A psyker himself, as the city fell Jareth could feel the warp becoming more uneasy and the voice in his mind became louder. As reality weakened, cackling pink daemons appeared from nowhere to reinforce the attackers. When the temple fell, he felt reality shudder for a moment and colours he had never seen before flooded over the planet for a moment. The Lord of Change, known to the tribesmen as K’tzach, spread its wings over the ruins of the temple and observed the destruction that had befallen the once great city of sorcerers. It reveled in the feeling of a plot that had come to fruition. The sorcerers of this planet had been strong, but arrogant and easy to manipulate. Years ago, it had guided the tribesmen to rebel against the psychic leaders of this world. It had allowed itself to be trapped by them, but the prison itself was one of K’tzach’s own designs. The city was designed to stabilize the warp to make it safer, but K’tzach manipulated the architects of the temple to design a flaw that allowed it access to the warp while trapped inside. Inside this “prison”, the sorcerers thought the daemon under their control and interrogated it for information and knowledge. T’zach’s true goal came when a warp storm occurred near the planet and it came under assault from a host of Nurgle. T’zach fed the sorcerers knowledge on how to fight the daemons, resulting in them claiming victory and sealing the Portalglyph in the same temple. It then called to the Word Bearers, letting them destroy the planet’s psykers rather than do it directly. K’tzach clutched the Portalglyph. Now, it had a powerful bargaining chip to allow other daemons access to reality. A rival daemon had been vanquished and the wretched city that calmed the warp were destroyed, all without involving itself directly. With a glance at Jareth, it granted him knowledge of summoning lesser daemons before it departed. As the daemon vanished, warp energies rolled over the planet. The Word Bearers seemed immune to it, but the surviving tribesmen were mutated into twisted halfbeasts or worse. Seeing their new forms as a blessing from their god, they swore to follow the Word Bearers and continue to fight for them. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4183224 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grotsmasha Posted September 29, 2015 Share Posted September 29, 2015 At this stage I do not see me making it, RL has been giving quite the serve the last two weeks, I'll have a small amount of time tomorrow and some on the 1st....I might make it to a 1/2 squad...maybe... Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4183435 Share on other sites More sharing options...
SW1 Posted September 29, 2015 Share Posted September 29, 2015 Inquisitor Viridis Faba When not in the field Inquisitor Viridis Faba can usually be found tinkering with a new weapon or as he likes to refer to them, his "special toys". Viridis is constantly looking for technology and weapons which will give the Imperium of Man that illusive edge over the Xenos threat forever lurking in the shadows which seem to be getting longer and darker as the years pass. Willing to do what many others would consider heresy he specialises in finding the weapons of the Xenos most suitable to be used back upon them. Rather than grubbing in the dirt of long forgotten moons or planets he finds it's far easier to get relics and weapons to come to him. Viridis is to those who think they're in the know, a foppish fool with more money than sense. A collector of the weird and unusual, the more Xenos in origin the better. Many a trading cartel agent and rogue trader have enjoyed his no expense spared nights of cavorting with parts of his collection proudly on display. Just how he stays one step ahead of the Inquisition is greatly admired by his peers. For it is said hidden away in his more private collection, is a suit of armour that clearly belonged to one of it's members previously. A suit of power armour dark green in colour with the Ordos =][= proudly displayed on it's chest and the Aquila on it's left knee. With an inhuman almost robotic looking helmet, with large purple eyes that seem glow even though the armour is unpowered and no matter where you stand in relation to the suit those eyes seems to be looking directly at you. O how little do they know what a viper they had brought into their bosom, for that very armour is actually Viridis's battle plate. But this suits Viridis down to a tee. He takes great delight in stringing these greedy fools along with his theatrical flare which is helped along by his latent psyonic skills. For it is far easier to make them believe what they want to believe than planting new ideas into their minds that is against what they know or have seen. To help him keep this subterfuge on going, he sometimes enlists the help of his former Interrogator, now a fully fledged member of the Inquisition in her own right, Illa Felix. A woman who loves nothing better than to get to grips with her enemy face to face. This is in a stark comparison to Viridis who prefers to take a more supportive roll in battle. When the need arises, Viridis is strapped into his green power armour transforming him from the perceived foppish fool into a mighty warrior of the Emperor. The transformation is so complete that no one would guess they are one in the same person, cradled lovingly in his arms is the pinical of his research, a large complex array which if he is to believed is his own version of the fabled conversion beamer. What technology is actually contained inside is only know by Viridis and it's something he has never disclosed guarding it's secret jealously. What can be deduced is the power unit is much smaller than would normally be expected for such a powerful weapon. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4183974 Share on other sites More sharing options...
helterskelter Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 His fluff is nice and tricksy. Perfect for an inquisitor! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184209 Share on other sites More sharing options...
SW1 Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 Cheers helterskelter. Just edited the more obvious bits that needed correcting. ;) Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184210 Share on other sites More sharing options...
SW1 Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 Right it's now over the 500 word mark so officially that's my first months entry done and dusted. Nothing like a tight deadline to push yourself that little bit further. ;) Looking forward to seeing how everyone's forces progress. Lol ... Mines heading in a completely different direction than I planned. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184266 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reyner Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 Sorry guys I have zero chance of finishing my Praetor - can it be rolled forward to my October vow? Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184565 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larkyn Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 I am very unlikely to finish, sadly. Quite dishonorable, changing half-way through the month, and then not even finishing. Not a good start. October is another month though! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184653 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Atia Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 I'm finished with the weapon batteries btw - just need to take pictures tomorrow with better lightning they pretty much look like here, but with painted laserpointers xD Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184715 Share on other sites More sharing options...
helterskelter Posted September 30, 2015 Share Posted September 30, 2015 On his fifth birthday, his father gave him a slave girl. She was called K’aat and meant the world to him, and he took her everywhere day and night for 5 whole years. In the bleakness that was Nostramo she was his brightest light and made him feel wealthier than any of his family riches. Then the Legion came for him. They took him away from her to gene craft him into a superhuman warrior of the VIIIth legion. The deep thrumming of his guns generator calmed him. The caged power of a sun, a white noise that took him away from the din of battle, and away from the chatter of his brothers. Like most of his kin, he hated. He hated all of them bar a select few, his Captain, Vikan Prixus being one such individual. He always did as his captain asked, killed what he was told to kill, and he would have it no other way. A crescendo built within his Stormblade. The gun was firing, a rapid pulse, delivering two blasts wiping out a squad of legionnaires clad in black. Two white blue flares dissipated where they had once stood. Heavy Bolters chugging, lascannon stabbing red streaks into the darkness, men he once called cousin were dying in droves. Betrayal never sat well with the 123rd, regardless of the enmity they bore for each other, some things were just too great to be ignored. In his twenty-fifth year he returned to Nostramo born anew. Clad in midnight, marching in ranks alongside his new brothers they marched through the streets. Cheering was minimal, more the frightful gasps and terrified stares of monsters decked in the flayed skins of their victims, skulls imprinted on faceplates, wreathed in lightning. He cared little for the people. He cared only for one. That one who was his companion for 5 years of his life. The one who he could never forget. And he went looking for her. First to his old home, finding out his family had been murdered years before. But he would not give up. He stalked the streets for days until he saw her from afar. He knew it was her. She had grown over the years, but he could never forget. Then the scum came. 2 men in gang colours leapt from an alley and tried to take her. He wouldn’t let them. He charged to close the distance, screaming blue murder through his vox projectors and fired his bolt pistol twice. The battle done, the 123rd returned to the Long Shadows, the cruiser that was their home. After leaving the Stormblade in the hands of the Artificers, he made his return to his quarters. Small, few effects, save a table with chair and a large chest. He knelt at the chest pressing two release buttons on either side, and the lid lifted with a hiss of escaping chilled air. Gently, he lifted her from the chest, a fist sized hole where her heart should be, and he cradled her, still knelt by the chest. “Fighbus. You are needed.” The Voice of Vikan over the comms. “My lord” he returned. Carefully he replaced K’aat in the chest, sealed the lid, and made his way to the bridge. http://i826.photobucket.com/albums/zz184/Lamenterkyle/Mobile%20Uploads/20150929_211447_zpsisoyp9xr.jpghttp://i826.photobucket.com/albums/zz184/Lamenterkyle/Mobile%20Uploads/20150929_211402_zpsc98jo7ly.jpghttp://i826.photobucket.com/albums/zz184/Lamenterkyle/Mobile%20Uploads/20150929_211324_zpsmpfvicgk.jpg and that my friends is my vow with fluff complete. I consider this my penance for ETL failure, but again this should be rectified further in the coming months with more models and more fluff, pushing myself and modelling and writing abilities further Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184726 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ordo Machinum Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 I recommend we all get the collective sticks out of our butts as this was the month of leniency From here on out no exceptions no backing down. 2000 points is possible if I can manage it out in the Australian outback I expect you city folk to do the same. Welcome to hell 30 days: 31 models built. 31 models primed but left unpainted. 500+ words of fluff written. So what. Failure is failure. 'Oathbreaker' I began and 'Oathbreaker' I shall remain. I had a week to paint them, got overconfident with the time left. Crashed. Burned. No excuse. Sorry to waste your time. I can't do this anymore. I turn in my cogs. I'm sure there's another more reliable person to join in. Signing off, R. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184925 Share on other sites More sharing options...
depthcharge12 Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Bleh I got more models built but nothing painted yet :( In waiting to get an airbrush and paints so I can get on that. For now I'm stuck with building and converting. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4184950 Share on other sites More sharing options...
GhostMalone Posted October 1, 2015 Author Share Posted October 1, 2015 Guys it's not all doom and gloom remember September was an easy month with leeway you've used it to test your time keeping abilities so don't freak out and drop out. Some of us procrastinate and I understand that this event is to help you all to manage deadlines and keep to a schedule. There's still a couple hours on the other side of the world so tomorrow the voting begins for month ones completions and vows for month 2 can begin. As long as you manage a completion even from this month's models your points don't suffer so continue persevering Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185003 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Praefectus Invictus Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 I'm going to sit down now and finish my pledge. Yes it's a day late but at least I can say I've done it :) Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185025 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Praefectus Invictus Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 And they're done! Pretty happy with how they turned out, it was actually really fun to paint them, despite the hate the sculpts receive. Also I now hate skin with a passion lol. 1st Squad of the Unforgotten 4th Comprising Sergeant Gullius, Brother Leneus, Brother Quintus, Brother Kaerus and Brother Lurius http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u382/DG101/IMG_2055_zpsiya8a08b.jpg For the Unforgotten Fourth! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185084 Share on other sites More sharing options...
helterskelter Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Come in Rashbold you can do it! Just vow a little less each month and you can rock it no sweat. Nice termies invictus! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185092 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Brother Argent Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Yeah stick with it Rashbold. We need some Ad Mech up in this thing.... Besides 2/3rds of us failed I think... Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185150 Share on other sites More sharing options...
SW1 Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Lets not get down hearted. It's the first month and we're all finding our feet with this challenge. If you've prepped models or worked on some fluff or got part way through painting something just post up where you have got up to. I bet some of you who are saying you have failed have actually done a lot more work than the single model I managed. Just remember it's not a race to see who can finish first, but a journey where we all are meant to support each other through the ups an downs of a challenge. The taking part and having fun is the most important bit. As an added benefit you end up with more painted models than you had before we started. Out of interest are we all keeping blogs about our progress? I've only found a few and those have been really motivational. If you have a progress blog, either a new one or continuing an existing one any chance you can put a link on here so I can follow? Cheers SW1 Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185209 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Atia Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Iron Warriors Legion Mars Pattern Vengeance Weapon Batteries Mars Pattern Vengeance weapon batteries are a relatively common sight on the battlefields of the Horus Heresy - first deployed during the early Great Crusade by the Iron Warriors Legion, these bigger counterparts of the more common Tarantula are fully automated platforms for heavy weapons, and it is said they were developed using technology similiar to the battle automatas of the Legio Cybernetica. Most often armed with a powerful Battle Cannon, or more rarer the new Punisher Gatling Cannon who entered service during the last days of the Great Crusade, the simple automated firing system will fire on any enemy unit it can sense. The thick plascrete walls of the battery make it invulnerable to all but the most powerful of weapons. The batteries are usually built just forward of the main defence line, where their automated fire can serve as advance warning of an attack while also driving the enemy into carefully pre-selected killing zones. They are also used - similiar to the smaller Mars pattern Tarantula - as a form of automated sentry that can protect important locations, freeing up more mobile troops to be used elsewhere. Vengeance Weapon batteries are easy to construct, extremely robust, and the simple Cybernetica-technology used to operate the emplaced weapon has been known to operate effectively without requiring maintenance. Note: The simply Cybernetica-like systems requires only a Techmarine or Techpriest after deployment - and will work as long as it's required. Note: Avanger pattern Punisher Gatling Cannon - capable of scything down entire units of infantry with a single volley. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185220 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Praefectus Invictus Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Lets not get down hearted. It's the first month and we're all finding our feet with this challenge. If you've prepped models or worked on some fluff or got part way through painting something just post up where you have got up to. I bet some of you who are saying you have failed have actually done a lot more work than the single model I managed. Just remember it's not a race to see who can finish first, but a journey where we all are meant to support each other through the ups an downs of a challenge. The taking part and having fun is the most important bit. As an added benefit you end up with more painted models than you had before we started. Out of interest are we all keeping blogs about our progress? I've only found a few and those have been really motivational. If you have a progress blog, either a new one or continuing an existing one any chance you can put a link on here so I can follow? Cheers SW1 I've been thinking about making a WIP log, but haven't because I doubt I'd be able to churn out anywhere near as much stuff as some of you guys . But as you and others have said, don't give up Rashbold. Frankly I think its a miracle that you've even thought about painting 30 models in a month. That seems frightening to me lol. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185228 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thousand Eyes Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 @Atia nice models but I think the bulk colour of them really needs to be broken up. Try some sections of hazard striping and deeper areas of shade and oil. Then maybe add some colour to the bones around the base as aged relics of past techpriests. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185242 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Atia Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 @Atia nice models but I think the bulk colour of them really needs to be broken up. Try some sections of hazard striping and deeper areas of shade and oil. Then maybe add some colour to the bones around the base as aged relics of past techpriests. hehe, it's actually pretty bad lightning (or my inability to take good pictures - i also was in a hassle this morning haha) - there is a big difference between the bronze and the metal^^ you can see it pretty good at that WIP picture: or here^^ for the hazard striping, i still need micro-set/micro-sol for transfer sheets, that's why i didn't it on them^^ the IW's will have it xD also, they are basically just test pieces for my Iron Warriors scheme Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185278 Share on other sites More sharing options...
helterskelter Posted October 1, 2015 Share Posted October 1, 2015 Would any kind soul with the mechanicum red book pm me, sorting out my October vow and need some info. Cheers guys! :) Also those guns are wicked cool atia! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/313067-a-tale-of-18-hobbyists/page/10/#findComment-4185639 Share on other sites More sharing options...
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