Tervigon poop

The last of my monstrous creatures for the army list is now painted.  I chose the Tervigon behind door number 2:  Gertie:

Tilly, Gertie and Tubbs.   These 3 lovely ladies promise you a frighteningly good time.  And they'll have your babies.

God knows when I'll get round to re-painting the other two.  I never even finished painting Tubb's first colour scheme.  Tilly (left) was an early conversion.  This was back in the good old days when the Tyranid codex was a converter's wet dream.  Games Workshop very sensibly decided to give the the Tervigon the best rules in the book but not provide you with a model to actually play them with.  This caused some bemusement and consternation amongst Nid players who promptly bought them from 3rd parties. And there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth and lawsuits and sad faces.  Other brave souls decided to go the converter's route, me included.  This was partly because I was buying more models than was strictly healthy for me and I had quite a few spares.  I loved the Trygon model kit so much that I bought 5 of them.  Don't ever tell my wife this or she will retaliate by buying more shoes.  When we moved house recently we had to use a crate to pack all her shoes.  I don't think I've ever seen her wear the same pair twice.

"Get that one will you, Deirdre?"  Bloody Tervigons.  Filling the world up with children they can't afford to bloody feed.

Having bought a stupid amount of Trygons I only actually built one.  The rest were turned into a Mawloc, 2 Tervigons and my red haired step child of a Harpy which I can no longer bear to look at.  Of course, when GW finally got round to creating an official model I had to buy one of those as well.  Hence the motley assemblage above.  I only actually need one for my current army list (although using all  three certainly makes for a fun six hour game).  If I'd known how many termagants I would have to paint in order to give Gertie and Co. enough babies to poop out I might have given up playing Warhammer there and then.

Tyranid anal mucus.  Lovingly modeled with a hot glue gun.