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+ Nai Primary – 235.M35 +

 

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The plants waved slowly back and forth in the sea breeze, though the water's surface distorted the movement. Improbable-looking things; the emerald stems were slender, and fifty or more foot tall. Like a child's drawing of a tree, they were topped with great spherical tufts, lavender in colour.

 

With a murmured imprecation to the machine spirits of his armour, Raphael touched two fingers to his helm's earpiece, summoning the lares of the vox-caster. A momentary pop that flattened into a subtle hiss indicated the communion with the Captain was successful.

 

'The Wards of Furiel attend, Master; the beach is attained.' Ahead of him, Donato knelt behind a cluster of coral-pink rocks, his weapon tracking back and forth across the headland.

 

'Acknowledged. Lazarus and his strateia are ascending, parallel to your position,' – a series of chimes accompanied the appearance of green runes in his armour's hood as the other squad's location behind the ridge of the reef was confirmed – 'continue the processionary.'

 

The vox-lares pipped out, and Raphael absently tapped the gold-chased box at his belt to acknowledge his thanks to the spirit of his predecessor. The knuckle-bone in the orison-box rattled reassuringly as the sergeant waved his men forward. He watched Donato jog ahead to the next patch of cover as Farnese took up his place behind the recently-vacated rocks.

 

The green runes of the hidden Squad Lazarus followed a similar pattern – one marine advancing, pausing; then another taking up his position as the first moved on. It was as rhythmic as the lazy tide, and the movement of the darting shoals. It was a beautiful world, reckoned the Blood Angel. The water was clear, the beach sand gleaming, the sky an attractive pink.

 

Satisfied, he began to walk at an easy stride, his broad feet raising short-lived clouds of sand.

 

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The forty Blood Angels had marched, submerged beneath the gentle sea, for four hours. Now they waited, a few hundred yards off shore of the settlement, on the leeward side. Hunkered down they appeared as patient and still as the scattered rocks. Only the silver-filigreed Chaplain moved amongst them, pausing occasionally to rest a hand on a bowed helm, or to pass his crozius reverently over a proffered personal relic. In the water, his considered movements were slowed further, lent a silent and dreamlike quality by the water. A meditative atmosphere had fallen over the waiting host.

 

His command duties long completed, Raphael repeated his catechisms over and over to himself, praying to his armour to protect his body; to his boltgun to bring death to his enemies; to the lares and penates of his wargear to ward his spirit and keep his vision clear. Next to him, Barbarigo was passing his spare boltgun ammunition across the purity-sealed ; first one way, the the other.

 

A chirp altered Raphael to the Captain's vox-chorister. He remained kneeling for a moment, fingers to his helm's earpiece. Together with the other sergeants and command staff, they rose; their squads following a heartbeat later. Tycho turned to face his troops for a moment, his golden-masked helm impassive and inscrutable. His cape twitched, a-swirl in the current, then he turned once more to lead his followers the short distance to the beach.

 

Sea water cascaded from their armour as they broke the surface. Raphael felt it was akin to awakening – the silence of the previous hours was gone the instant his helm cleared the water, replaced with the sounds of distant fighting and the occasional heavy boom of shellfire. Boltgun raised, Raphael scanned the settlement's sea wall; even as a low, artificial wail began. A siren. A poor omen.

 

Although streams of smoke rose from the far side of the town, it seemed that their Nova Terran allies' bombardment had failed to draw all the defenders away from the beach. Raphael spotted glimpses of the distinctive jerky movements of the Nai as they scuttled to position. Boltgun fire began stabbing out from the advancing phalanx, joined moments later by heavier fire from the Devastators. Raphael saw one of the Nai, exposed as it shifted position, burst into a cloud of turquoise viscera.

 

By this point the Blood Angels were running; charging up the beach. Their scarlet plate, still dripping, gleamed and sparkled in the bright light. Return fire started up, fizzing past the Astartes; but too little, too little to trouble them. The roar of boltgun fire was hymnal; ascendant – but the Nai, if they noticed, were not fleeing. Their composure troubled Raphael momentarily.

 

Without breaking stride, Farnese and Engel, slightly ahead of the rest of the squad, lobbed grenades towards the base of the wall. They detonated with a cloud of smoke, through which the squad charged. The world disappeared again, this time in a cloak of rock dust. Raphael simply ran over the first of the Nai, smashing the injured alien aside. The second he gunned down from point-blank range; the third he clubbed with the side of his boltgun. His brothers were with him; the defenders over-run, his blood singing.

 

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Even before the dust had settled, the Blood Angels drove onwards. Pausing only for a squad count, they made ammunition checks and a benediction in the lee of a nearby water tower; then pushed into the city.

Raphael could not shake off the uneasy feeling that had gripped him on the beach – if anything, it was getting worse as they picked their way through the mediaeval tangle of streets.

 

Brother El-Aster, his armour white with dust, was a few yards ahead at the intersection. He paused for what seemed a long time, then lifted his hand slowly, four fingers outstretched, for the rest of the squad to see. Barbarigo jogged past the sergeant in an awkward half-crouch, staying low. Before he reached the point-man, the whole end of the street erupted as something huge and writhing burst through the wall of the corner building. The two lead marines simply vanished in the cloud.

 

The remaining members of the squad had their weapons up, searching for a target, calling on the spirits to commune with their missing brethren – and it was then that Raphael's fears were confirmed. The two marines emerged from the settling cloud of debris, their movements as stilted as the Nai on the beach; and what followed them was monstrous. A bulbous, writhing mass of tentacles, the bulk of it hovering a few feet above the dirt ground. The air was thick with its mind-numbing presence; and it was all Raphael could do to blurt out over the general vox a strained, single word of warning:

 

'Krell!'

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Oooooo now that's extremely tempting I must say :biggrin.: Apologies if you`ve already said this earlier in the thread but on the normal bolter marines, are you using old space marine bolters or are you converting the primaris bolt rifles? :happy.:

For the initial two Tactical squads, I've left them as the standard Bolt Rifles – the only modification is the removal of the sculpted Aquilla symbols. In retrospect, I think I would have liked to have converted them to boltguns, so that I could have used some retro-style boltguns. Still, I'm happy with them as they stand. There's a vague consideration of gaming use – I don't want other players to be confused – but this project is definitely models first, rules second.

 

I am planning to add a sort of Tactical/Assault squad, who will wield the Reiver weapons as Auto Boltrifles – I think they look more distinct, so hopefully it'll be clear. 

 

 

 

Great Epic army. More nostalgia. Presumably with the return of Specialist games a form of Epic will be coming back.

 

Nice detailing on the MK VI gunnar on the old style land speeder.

 

I had no idea how you were going to make the Terminators bigger but figured you had a plan. The custodes Termies are a great solution, they are beasts. The space hulk parts are also a great way of getting them unique and blood angels.

 

The Space Sharks are a lot of fun. That website is such a great fit for the Alien Wars.

 

Excellent.

Cheers – and please do feel free to share your stuff on this blog; I always intended it to become a shared blog for the setting. That goes for everyone, so if you've got a conversion or model that fits into the Nova Terra Interregnum period or Alien Wars campaign, please feel free to post them up :)

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Impressive conversions and paint jobs, I can't believe I missed this thread.

 

 

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Where did you get that M249?

 

I have a minor suggestion for your truescale Old marines. Especially those that do not have a bolt gun across their chests could use an aquila or some other ornament on their breastplates.

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Truescale Terminator Tutorial – go!

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I've tried to break this down as much as possible – it's a surprisingly easy conversion (no sculpting or filling necessary), but with miniatures this pricey, you want to know you're placing the cuts correctly.

 

+ The Primaris marines are great for creating better-proportioned Astartes than the older kits, but doing so means the Terminator kits look a bit small next to them. This tutorial will help you make Terminators that complement the Primaris marines, while retaining the classic Terminator aesthetic. +
 
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+ This tutorial will show you how to build a Terminator based on the Custodes Aquilon Terminators. The result will look something like this:
 
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+ What do I need? +
+ The tutorial for the normal marines [+noosphericinloadlink embedded+] tried to make things as cheap as possible, but for this, I'm afraid there's little way round it – these are pricey conversions. If you can get just the parts you need on the second-hand market (my approach), you can save some cash. Alternatively, you might find that you can sell on some of the unused parts from the full kit to recoup some of your money. Alternatively, you can substitute some parts. I think the legs, torso top and torso back are the most critical parts – the rest can be easily substituted more or less successfully. +
 
+ For this tutorial you will need: 
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  • Superglue
  • Craft knife and cutting mat
  • The following parts from the Legio Custodes Aquilon kit:
    • Torso front
    • Torso back
    • Torso top
    • Left arm
    • Right arm
    • Legs
    • (Optional – hip guards)
  • Shoulder pads – I used Master-Crafted Miniatures Large Veteran Shoulder Pads
  • The following parts from other kits :
    • Ranged weapon – I used Storm Bolters from the Iron Hands Gorgon Terminator kit
    • Head from standard Terminators
+ As with the marine in the earlier tutorial, the exact parts you select will depend on the pose etc. you want; experiment and enjoy. I've kept the basic version in this tutorial fairly simple, but have gone to town on the others with parts left over from my Ultramarines project. I'll come back to the sergeant to give him a little more decoration later. +
 
+ This is a suprisingly simple conversion – it's worth noting that you need no greenstuff or sculpting tools; it's all done with a craft knife. Nevertheless, it can be quite intimidating, so this is intended to make it as clear as possible. +
 
 

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I_ Use a craft knife to carefully remove the filigree detail and the eagles from the arms and legs.
 
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II_ Cut the top and bottom off the circular belt buckle. You can use the rivets in the corners to help guide your cuts.
 
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III_ Trim the sides flat, then carefully remove the detail. If possible, try to leave the corner studs in place. They provide some nice neutral detail.
 
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IV_ Use clippers to remove the top part of the eagle. Be conservative with your cutting – it's best to leave too much on the torso, as you can always trim further. Try to cut the cut as flat as possible, using the existing lines of the model to guide you.
 
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V_ Use a sharp craft knife to cut the eagle from the front. I've done half here to help illustrate. In the step IV image, you'll see that the eagle's wing has a natural join to the torso top – use this to guide your cut.
 
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VI_ Once you've cut the other side off, make sure the front is flat. You can file it down, if you prefer that to the knife.
 
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VII_ Use the knife to trim down the remaining part of the eagle on the top of the armour. This area is slightly curved; I recommend you simply work particularly slowly and carefully. 
 
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VIII_ Trim the front of the arched 'hood' away – again, you can use the rivets of the original sculpt to help you get it even.
 

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IX_ Trim away the lightning bolt filigree from the front of the torso. I chose to leave the Crux Terminatus in place, but you can remove this too, if you like.
 

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X_ Place the knife as shown on the collar. Make sure it's nice and straight.
 

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XI_ Make a single cut to trim away the top part of the collar.
 

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XII_ Shape the collar to taste. I've added a central dip, and carefully thinned down the front to make the curve even.
 

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XIII_ The exciting bit – simply assemble the model to finish. This gives you the basic Terminator, which you can embellish to your heart's content.

 

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+APPENDNOTE+ I'm in the happy position that the Blood Angels suit the ornate backs of the legs and torso that the Aquilon Terminators have; but if there's interest, I'll come back with a more in-depth part II to this tutorial that replicates the supporting struts on the legs and so forth. Please let me know if that's of interest. +

 

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Great! I’ve got some ‘older’ style Orks im working on now which I believe were active around this time. I’d have to check the archives...and do a lot more work on them...

Brill – looking forward to seeing more of these! Your Deathskulls are some of my favourite orks ever – any fraters who haven't seen 'em can check them out here.

 

Impressive conversions and paint jobs, I can't believe I missed this thread.

Where did you get that M249?
I have a minor suggestion for your truescale Old marines. Especially those that do not have a bolt gun across their chests could use an aquila or some other ornament on their breastplates.

Cheer Quixus. The gun is a Heavy Machine Gun from Maxmini

 

Thanks for the idea on the breastplates – I've trimmed 'em down especially to fit in with the Nova Terra Interregnum background (and to fit the inspiration). It does leave them looking a little spare, I agree; but wait 'til you see the Mark VI torsos I'll be converting. :)

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I was going to buy some Justaerin. I was going to add a .60mm piece of plasticard between the torso and lower half. I was going to sculpt additional armor to cover that up. I was going to make slightly taller terminators just like Brother Heinrich did with his Blood Angels.

 

 

Now you have thrown me for a loop...

 

 

What I do know for certain is that I want to get some of those master-crafted shoulder pads. I just bought some of spiked/studded ones from them for my marines and I love them to death. Now I want some for future termies.

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Great tutorial. Considering terminator legs used to be the way to truescale marines I was wondering how you go bigger than the regular terminators.

 

Thanks for the compliment (and the link!). You made my day. If it’s not too sickly for anyone reading, I think your Orks are some of my favourite Orks I’ve ever seen!

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Apologist, your tutorials must be some of the most consistently referenced material out there for hobbyists. You do a real service to the community when you make these. I’ve just used your ork skin tutorial and it worked like a charm, and im dying to get a crack at some of these new terminators. Keep it up! You’re an inspiration to us all.
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+ Squad Redemptor, First Host +

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The veins on Raphael's neck stood out as he tried to resist the Krell's psychic attack; but his limbs felt distant – oddly empty. His will was being displaced by a being of greater strength; balled-up and confined. The loss of agency was horrifying, humiliating. He retained all awareness his posthuman sensations could feed him; but his panicked mind had no way of acting upon them. Unable even to move his eyes, his peripheral vision nevertheless picked up the other members of the squad. They moved slowly, with the same jerky, alien motion as the Nai – and himself. He screamed impotently, wordlessly, as his arms rose, bringing his boltgun up to draw a bead on his brother, Barbarigo.
 
A heaviness, like that preceding a storm, permeated the air. Briefly he felt the Krell's domination waver and recede – just enough to jerk his hands and throw the shot off. In that moment, everything seemed to slow; and he heard a distant chittering at the edge of hearing. He strained to hear it, but it receded at the same moment the Terminators arrived. 
 
Teleportation folded its travellers back into existence in a way that Raphael could never describe; one that made his guts churn and teeth ache, even at a distance. Desperately trying to communicate with the veterans, he felt the iron will of the Krell assume control of his body once more. His head turned aside, he could no longer see his squadmates, but from the sounds of weapons fire, they were – like him – already firing upon their newly-arrived reinforcements.
 
The boltrounds flattened against the reinforced plate; or spanged off wildly. The Terminators raised their weapons, but not against their brethren. No; they targetted the Krell. Deafeningly heavy firepower lashed the creature, smashing into a luminous field of energy as the Terminators advanced upon it. 
 
It was then Raphael realised why the Terminators were unaffected. As the veterans marched past, ignoring their brethren's fire, they revealed a Librarian. Blue-clad below the waist, he clutched a glittering sword. His hand outraised, the Librarian's psychic hood was crackling with energy. Even a blunt like Raphael could feel the struggle build.
 
The Librarian leaned forward, as though into the wind; and Raphael struggled again to regain control as his weapon tracked inexorably towards the Librarian. 
 
One of the Terminators pushed through the Krell's psychic field, his helmet and shoulders alive with psychic fire, and seized hold of the bloated creature. Suddenly, with an audible and very final snap, the Krell collapsed to the dusty floor. 
 
Raphael felt the presence in his mind ebb away slowly, allowing him back into control of his post-human body. He was left with a sensation a little like pins-and-needles across his whole frame; and a furious, placeless urgency. He shuddered as he raised himself, muttering an imprecation to Sanguinius to suppress the nauseating urge that was their Chapter's curse. 
 
He breathed out heavily, attempting to balance his humours in the wake of such violation. The other members of the psy-dominated squad were clambering unsteadily to their feet; as were the surviving pair of Nai the Krell had impelled forward with it. 
 
El-Aster was first up. His knife was in his hand; then in the nearest Nai. Over and over again; desperately, violently.
 
 
 
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+ Squad Redemptor +
Very much enjoying building these embiggened Terminators for the Alien Wars – if you'd like a go yourself, there's a tutorial here [+noosphericinloadlink embedded+]. My only slight grumbles are the awkward poses of the stock Aquilon Terminators, and the limited variation is a bit frustrating – I was particularly dismayed to find the two different types (firepike and 'normal') are identical except for the weapons. Even the arms are resculpts from the same base, so the underlying way the arm is held are identical between kits, which I thought was a bit of a shame. Nothing that can't be fixed with a little knifework, so I'm not too choleric about it!
 
Anyway, four down, one more to go. The torso of the final Terminator seems to have been moved by the household gods. I'm sure it'll turn up.
 
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Sinistro e Dexter:  Brother Martial (Agshekolah 2:09)

Brother Lucello the comely (Tiphareth 3:04)

Sergeant Redemptor (Pahaliah 2:01)

Brother Comeccino (Abacyel 2:02)

[Absent from pict-capture] Brother Lesandro (Caranial 6:18)
 
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Sergeant Redemptor gets the traditional armament of the period for sergeants – power sword and stormbolter. Since yesterday, I've added a few decorations and a little sensor to the cowl. These targeters are useful. Not only do they add some visual interest, but they also help cover the slightly rough area left when the eagle is carved away.

 

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The side shot shows the replacement power sword. I've mated the forearm of a plastic Tartaros-pattern Terminator to the Aquilon upper arm, and replaced the distinctive blade with a power sword from the bits box (possibly available in the Blood Angels Death Company box?). The result is quite a bit shorter than the Tartaros blade, but I think the stubbier feel works well for the brutal tunnel-fighting Terminators are famed for.

 
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Brother Comeccino gets a stormbolter and power fist armament. Again, a few twiddly bits from the Space HulkTerminators set add some Blood Angel character. I've kept this fairly stripped-back, in common with the rest of the project's aesthetic, but thought such storied veterans deserved some details.

 

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A rear shot shows that the backs of the torso and legs are unmodified. While I think the sculpted look works well for Blood Angels, part of me wants to give getting the back to look more like the original sculpts a go. Perhaps I'll order the bits and do one for my Ultramarines, Iron Hands or Iron Warriors?
 
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Yeaaaaaah. Who doesn't love an assault cannon? I wasn't happy with the original pose of Brother Lucello, so he got broken up and turned into the heavy weapon specialist. Very happy with the pose now, which looks alert but slightly ponderous – ideal for such bulky troops.

 

Note the tilt shield on his pauldron. I'm tempted to add one to his gun, too, as the original inspiration does.

 

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The assault cannon itself, as the red colour probably gives away, is also from Space Hulk. It's got some nice details that required it to be posed in a certain way – otherwise the decorations would not hang properly. It's probably not something you'd notice at a casual glance, but missing details like this can give your models a slight sense of 'wrongness'.
 
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Breaking one of my usual guidelines for posing miniatures, Brother Martial's leading arm matches his leading leg – i.e. both are forward together – and the same is true of the trailing leg.

 

Usually arms and legs alternate when walking (i.e. the arm swings backwards as the leg on the same side comes forward, as on Brother Comeccinoabove), and this tends to make for good naturalistic miniatures.

 

Here, I've deliberately matched the angles in order to emphasise the weight of the chainfist, and make him look wary – as thought he's prowling slowly. I've added a damaged pad to reinforce the feeling of danger.

 

 

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I managed to salvage the chainfist's cabling, and attached it behind the large elbow joint protector. This is another detail that could be trimmed off in order to make the figure more like the original metal sculpes. As a little in-joke, his apotropaeic name means 'destroyer', which I thought was fitting for the chainfist-carrier!

 
The final member of the squad is not yet ready, but as soon as I dig out that torso, I'll pop him up here. My plan is to make a particularly belligerent squad member. The only real distinguishing feature of the original model (from WD139) was that he had a bionic eye. I'm going to riff on that and experiment with a bionic arm and battle damage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Great tutorial. Considering terminator legs used to be the way to truescale marines I was wondering how you go bigger than the regular terminators.

 

Thanks for the compliment (and the link!). You made my day. If it’s not too sickly for anyone reading, I think your Orks are some of my favourite Orks I’ve ever seen!

 

Cheers! There's a little more on the horizon for Luggub's Drop Legion. I finally managed to land the other two tinboy sculpts, so I'll have fun painting those.

 

 

Apologist, your tutorials must be some of the most consistently referenced material out there for hobbyists. You do a real service to the community when you make these. I’ve just used your ork skin tutorial and it worked like a charm, and im dying to get a crack at some of these new terminators. Keep it up! You’re an inspiration to us all.

Very kind of you to say – just hope they're useful. I've benefitted a lot from the hobby community's advice and ideas, so I always think it's the least I can do to share mine :)

 

Would love to see your orks – why not post 'em up here?

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It's a brave hobbyist that slices up Space Hulk Terminators, but it was definitely worth it because these are fantastic.

 

The fluff sections are brilliant as well, nice minis always go better with a story alongside them.

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Loving the work and detail you are putting into these beasts!

 

Do the master crafted large pads fit well on current indominus(?) terminators like the current Loyalist and Chaos ones?

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It's a brave hobbyist that slices up Space Hulk Terminators, but it was definitely worth it because these are fantastic.

The fluff sections are brilliant as well, nice minis always go better with a story alongside them.

 

Thanks – the Space Hulk bits are a good example of putting stuff in the bits box for another time, even if you never think it'll have any use. These were leftover bits from my Sons of Horus army (I'd used the legs from the SH set extensively).

 

Loving the work and detail you are putting into these beasts!

Do the master crafted large pads fit well on current indominus(?) terminators like the current Loyalist and Chaos ones?

Cheers; and yes, I think that they've been designed to fit them snugly. In my experience, they can be a little awkward on Grey Knight Terminator arms, but nothing a little trimming won't fit.

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A few more WIP Terminators (couldn't resist):

 

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The Captain here may end up as a Blood Angel, or may end up transferred to the Ultramarines – the blog for the Praetors of Calth turned 10 on June 2nd last month. Quite a milestone for me! :smile.:

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Man, echoing DuskRaider as I remember checking out your work on Praetors of Calth back on warseer too. Man, it still feels like it was only a few days ago I first stared in awe at those marines.

 

Speaking of which I am staring in awe at those terminators! I'll be excited to see them with paint.

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+ Aldebaran 4th/5th Lifeguards +

An exceptionally cosmopolitan world in the Port Cassian system of Segmentum Ultima, inhabitants of Aldebaran can occasionally be found across the Segmentum (indeed, even beyond) owing to the system's proximity to the Hyperion Warp Corridor, a stable warp route from the rim to the galactic heart.

 

Their culture one of relative open-mindedness and rationality, its soldiers and naval crew are known for their discipline and dignified deportment, while their officers are admired for their creative and pragmatic approach to challenges. Neither lacking nor notable for ferocity or martial prowess, their peculiar qualities make them particularly adaptable, and much in demand as garrison or bodyguard troops.

 

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Soldiers of the 4th Aldebaran Infantry, the 'Cornflowers', on deployment.

 

The uncertainty during the period of the Nova Terra Interregnum, following the secession of Segmentum Pacificus,

saw demand for off-planetary forces increase. Some Imperial Commanders sought to protect their world; others merely to bolster their power base. The regiments of Aldebaran had never been in such demand.

 

Of course, not all found themselves on the right side of history. The tale of the 4th/5th Regiment of Foot, – a combined force made up of recruits intended for, but diverted from, the hard-pressed 'Cornflowers' and 'Wingers' regiments fighting nearby – seconded to the distant rimworld of Vanguard, is a cautionary example of how the righteous and faithful can find themselves damned; through no fault of their own...

 

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+ Getting around to it +

It's important for me that my hobby isn't another job; but it's nice to have a goal to paint towards. The PCRC are heading out to the distant Bristol Segmentum in October, to take part in the Bristol Vanguard's Spoils of War gaming weekend 

 

The storyline is themed around an approaching hivefleet, so the PCRC are all taking Tyranids, genestealers and similar gribbly beasties, to fit in with the story. Not owning a Tyranid or Genestealer army myself, the nearest I could come up with is a corrupted PDF force – so I dug out a force that has sat on the backburner for far too long, and restarted my Steel Legion force.

 

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The scheme's pretty simple and quick – grey primer, Charadon granite equipment, Calth brown fatigues, an overall wash of Agrax Earthshade, then building up the overcoat with white before detailing.

 

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With six squads to do, I finally set to last night, burning through the remnants of the first squad (see above), and starting the next.

 

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The army as a whole – or at least the infantry. I'll be adding some ogryns to this, along with a small detachment of genestealers.

 

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