|building a grimdark tomorrow|
Friday, 30 August 2013
Monday, 26 August 2013
I've been working on the looted Ork manufactorum. Chris instructed me to add a crane and a skyshield landing pad to the structure. So I decided to put some doors on it. Some big ass doors which can open and close and have a working lock mechanism. I never was very good at taking instructions.
|Shrine of the Aquila. Not.|
Monday, 19 August 2013
Wednesday, 14 August 2013
Sunday, 11 August 2013
Saturday, 10 August 2013
The Games Workshop model for the Biovore is someone's idea of a joke. Its got to be. Lets ignore for the moment the stupid grin and 1980's fashion gauntlets. These guys have enormous, veiny dicks complete with eyes, growing out of their back. And if you look closely, its actually meat and two veg. The pair of testicles hanging over their head is what really clinches it for me:
|This fellow is actually teabagging himself. And smiling about it.|
Monday, 5 August 2013
Day 2 dawned bright and early. Having achieved a form of consciousness via the judicious application of coffee and cigarettes, I discovered that my first opponent was Kent.
Sunday, 4 August 2013
After a night of frantic basing and 'slap a wash on it and hope no one notices' frolics, I arrived at Call To Arms 2013, slightly disheveled. Suffering both sleep and nicotine deprivation I was thrown into my first game.
Saturday, 3 August 2013
Late posting because I finally realised that I wasn't going to be finished in time for the tournament and so I stopped procrastinating on this idiotic blog, knuckled down and got on with it.
|Hive Fleet.. something or other. Screw you, I like the colour scheme.|