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Alabama

damn him ill shall have my revenge lol.
dude medic zombo is snazzy.
the last pic is an awesome group shot that dude is prolly thinking "feth me how did this happen?
oh yea made some progress on my gang they have some paint on them weather is sucky so no pics today :( any way ill tell you when i update.

bama
   
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California + Philidelphia

ok this one is definatly up there for my favotie zombie scarp, i love the pose, and the lack of typical gore is replaced by the subtle bite on his arm.. its genius!

(btw im glad you didnt use gw zombies for your zombies, this looks much better)

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"Don't worry, Vik! You have all of your internet friends to keep you company! And, as everyone knows, internet friends are at least one step above imaginary friends "-Rawson
"Does an Ork shiiiit green?" "...Rogue! -you rock!" "Damn you too Rogue!""[TTFN]... That means tittyfething right?""Yep, that's me, a two-dollar whore"-Dsteingass
"... but if we all fail together we can make it look like we´ve won actually.." "...to all killers out there...: my face will hit your fist so hard it´s gonna bleed...your fist that is...""lol....OMG... you are a serial""he knows no pain...nor fear^^ he is a riveteer""yep... some of the dakka chaps here sure made the joints of my jaw quite loose...""er... emailsex... now that at least sounds like the perfect safer sex... but i like mine a bit more...wet""do you know what they call a quarter pounder of a buckte full of rivets in france?" "No...what?" "Rivitz royal"-Viktor von Domm
" I expected to hear gak like that from RW, not you Vik... for shame Sir, for shame"-AnUnearthlyChilde
"We are Vik's private collection of muses for the monkey on his back.....""you, guys are worse than my children......"-mxwllmdr
"Singling one out as odd in a =][_= thread is like going into an asylum, pointing at someone at random and saying "that person's insane""-Shrike
 
   
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I remember seeing something like your 'Marbo stand in' in WD where an Ork was inside a barrel with his feet sticking out of the bottom!

You know what they say kids, drive it like its a rental.

 
   
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WestCoast

<--- Loves the bite mark! Super slick!

The 104th Vostroyan Mechanized
Rawson's Reboot

Viktor von Domm: nope... can´t do that for the sake of all lving creatures that dwell on earth....
dsteingass: That's like saying "I forgot to tell you who your real father is"
nerdfest09: Rawson speaks the truth! 
   
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Chiba, Japan

Are you sure he's a medic and not just a Japanese school girl?
Yay I won the caption competition I started! If you're stuck for ideas for prizes you can just send me all the models in your gangs or something!
Love the bite mark. The kind of subtle addition I've come to expect from you!

In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium there is only Devlan Mud Agrax Earthshade.
My Scientific Scavvies (WIP)
The Free Mechanised Goblin Republick
Malifaux (so far just Hamelin the Plagued) 
   
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Alabama

damn, didnt even notice the bite mark...something very cool that slipped on by me
   
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Shroomin Brain Boy





Berlin Germany

actually the medic zombie reminds me of those kung fu fighters that flex their necks before fighting... and of course ...he looks super cool... he is a shambler, right?

   
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Edinburgh

@Bama - Thanks, man, really glad you like! I'll have to check out your stuff when you post it up.

@RW - Cheers for the kind words! These were a lot more fun to make than I imagine the GW ones would have been, and I always feel they look a little too 'cartoony' for 40k (those huge hands! *barf*). Have been convinced otherwise by some decent conversion work in the past though...

@Tim - That's a blast from the past! The Orange Box guy was one of the first minis I made, but I think I've seen the orks you're describing - one of them had a painting of a space marine held in front of him, right?

@Rawson - Thanks, man, really pleased you think so!

@Jackanory - He would have to be a very manly one, at least! Are facemasks and gloves a common get-up for Japanese school girls? I'm really worried I'm treading some really weird dangerous ground with that question that I don't fully understand... Does 'the pride of winning' count as a suitable contest prize? I believe whoever starts the contest also supplies the prizes Thanks for the kind words on the zombo though, I really appreciate that!

@Vik - It doesn't look like the most comfy pose, does it? He is indeed a shambler - I haven't really gone for any 'special' zombie types, just the staggering necromunda-plague ones Thank you for the compliment!
   
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California + Philidelphia

Scarper wrote:
@RW - Cheers for the kind words! These were a lot more fun to make than I imagine the GW ones would have been, and I always feel they look a little too 'cartoony' for 40k (those huge hands! *barf*). Have been convinced otherwise by some decent conversion work in the past though...

Yea I agree, there are some nice conversions with them (off the top of my mind PDH's Scavy ones), but for something like this, i think the more "realistic" zombie works best

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"Don't worry, Vik! You have all of your internet friends to keep you company! And, as everyone knows, internet friends are at least one step above imaginary friends "-Rawson
"Does an Ork shiiiit green?" "...Rogue! -you rock!" "Damn you too Rogue!""[TTFN]... That means tittyfething right?""Yep, that's me, a two-dollar whore"-Dsteingass
"... but if we all fail together we can make it look like we´ve won actually.." "...to all killers out there...: my face will hit your fist so hard it´s gonna bleed...your fist that is...""lol....OMG... you are a serial""he knows no pain...nor fear^^ he is a riveteer""yep... some of the dakka chaps here sure made the joints of my jaw quite loose...""er... emailsex... now that at least sounds like the perfect safer sex... but i like mine a bit more...wet""do you know what they call a quarter pounder of a buckte full of rivets in france?" "No...what?" "Rivitz royal"-Viktor von Domm
" I expected to hear gak like that from RW, not you Vik... for shame Sir, for shame"-AnUnearthlyChilde
"We are Vik's private collection of muses for the monkey on his back.....""you, guys are worse than my children......"-mxwllmdr
"Singling one out as odd in a =][_= thread is like going into an asylum, pointing at someone at random and saying "that person's insane""-Shrike
 
   
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Chiba, Japan

Surgical masks are just really common in Japan in general, especially around hayfever/flu season:
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I'll have to come up with a suitable prize for myself then...maybe some more toys from GW or Wyrd! (it's what I normall reward myself with)

In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium there is only Devlan Mud Agrax Earthshade.
My Scientific Scavvies (WIP)
The Free Mechanised Goblin Republick
Malifaux (so far just Hamelin the Plagued) 
   
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Edinburgh

@RW - Ghostflame's Scavvies and TwoSpartan's ghouls are pretty damn good too! It still really surprises me that no one has yet produced a decent box of plastic futuristic / modern zombies - I feel like it would be a big seller! Thanks again for the kind words about mine

@Jackanory - Wow, I didn't realise that! Is that a post-SARS thing? I saw a few people in the streets with facemasks during the swine flu scare, but that looks a little surreal from my culturally isolated standpoint Thanks for the photo!

I'm currently working on my 5th zombie, and final one for now. These guys are going to turn up on random event cards in necro games in the future, and might get a little backstory too!

I also thought people might be interested in this trailer of a game called 'The Last of Us', shown recently at E3. Should be good for some inspiration - the first few minutes are a couple of scavengers moving through a flooded and overgrown ruined cityscape, and the last few minutes a fairly visceral fight with some raider-types.

In case anyone plays videogames, it's made by the guys who did Uncharted, so might be quite good when it's finally done!

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Alabama

Scarper i updated! you should come check it out.

oh a game promo looks interesting.

pics of the zombo or it didn't happen

any rate take care
   
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California + Philidelphia

little did you know, im subscribed to both of those

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"Don't worry, Vik! You have all of your internet friends to keep you company! And, as everyone knows, internet friends are at least one step above imaginary friends "-Rawson
"Does an Ork shiiiit green?" "...Rogue! -you rock!" "Damn you too Rogue!""[TTFN]... That means tittyfething right?""Yep, that's me, a two-dollar whore"-Dsteingass
"... but if we all fail together we can make it look like we´ve won actually.." "...to all killers out there...: my face will hit your fist so hard it´s gonna bleed...your fist that is...""lol....OMG... you are a serial""he knows no pain...nor fear^^ he is a riveteer""yep... some of the dakka chaps here sure made the joints of my jaw quite loose...""er... emailsex... now that at least sounds like the perfect safer sex... but i like mine a bit more...wet""do you know what they call a quarter pounder of a buckte full of rivets in france?" "No...what?" "Rivitz royal"-Viktor von Domm
" I expected to hear gak like that from RW, not you Vik... for shame Sir, for shame"-AnUnearthlyChilde
"We are Vik's private collection of muses for the monkey on his back.....""you, guys are worse than my children......"-mxwllmdr
"Singling one out as odd in a =][_= thread is like going into an asylum, pointing at someone at random and saying "that person's insane""-Shrike
 
   
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Alabama

no i did not hmmm mayhap i have found mediocre internet fame cuase or my sub par skills?
   
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Dipping With Wood Stain






Last of us looks awesome! Can't wait till it comes out =D

Your medical zombie looks great, bite mark is a nice touch. And cheers for linking my blog, glad your a fan!

Also tell your girlfriend shes a fantastic painter. Feel free to post anything else she paints =)

 
   
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Edinburgh

@Bama - Will head over now.

@RW - I was pretty sure I'd seen you post in the two of them! Still, hopefully someone else won't have - I'd love to send some traffic their way

@Two Spartan - Thanks man, really pleased that you like him! I'll pass on the message to Hannah too - I'm worried she's going to outdo me with very little effort

Another day, another exam. Next one's on Thursday! In the meantime, here's the final zombie, a much quicker job than the rest, though the strapping was pretty fiddly. It looks rough as anything here, but honestly, it's just caught the light weirdly :

Made me laugh how little modification the catachan vox head needed to look zomberiffic - it's a really terrible sculpt. The eyes are on different levels! This guy will be pretty soaked in promethium, even if some quick scout has made off with his actual flamer. I like the idea that he's leaving a long trail of fuel behind him, staggering around fighting the weight of the tank and the constriction of the sling, just waiting for someone to light the touchpaper and stand back

And here's the final group shot:


Each of them is carrying something semi valuable - grenades, medical gear, a gas mask, whatever. Anyone who drops one in a game can get a couple of cred reward - the gear's not going to be in great nick, but if you lie about where it came from, it'll still make a cred or two!

That's all the zombies I'm doing for now - should be more than enough to be a distraction in game!

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Alabama

good looking distraction there bud. so when you going to throw some paint on them.
oh yea some fluffy bits on my side. i ment to ask you how do you think my skin tone came out?

   
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Berlin Germany

i just now realized the bite marks on the medic zombie... every one has already commented on this... how did you do that? heated needle? cool^^ er hot^^

and the flamer...well i exect a bit of GS will happen about the belt region? the soaked in promethium sounds rather like splendid idea... tho somehow i feel the paintjob of yours will spark more my interest in this one... somehow the flamer does not really touch me atm... tho i do share your views to the catachan head^^

   
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Eastern edge

ZOMBIES! aim for the head!

"Your mumblings are awakening the sleeping Dragon, be wary when meddling the affairs of Dragons, for thou art tasty and go good with either ketchup or chocolate. "
Dragons fear nothing, if it acts up, we breath magic fire that turns them into marshmallow peeps. We leaguers only cry rivets!



 
   
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Edinburgh

@Alabama - Not for a while, I think. Still got the QA to paint up first! Thanks for the kind words.

@Vik - Not at all, he's my least favourite too! These guys were just a quick distraction that I could put a few hours into around the exams without having to think about too much - he had the bad luck of being the one made closest to the first written paper I'm sure he'll fit in once he's painted up anyway, and zombies don't have to look pretty The medic's arm was pretty simple - a round file to carve out a roughly bite-sized hole, fill it back in with GS and poke in some teeth marks. Easy! Glad you like it though

@Shaso - Preferably of the one that's closet to biting you
   
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These shufflers are brilliant mate, the bite on the arm is excellent

they made me think of a tin of paint i saw earlier called "Dead Flat "

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Berlin Germany

oh... i only saw the bite mark in the groupshot in B&W so i didn´t think of GS sculpting for this lol... of course^^

if zombies start to look good for someone we are in serious trouble... necrophilia on a new level so to say^^

   
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Eastern edge

Scarper wrote:
@Shaso - Preferably of the one that's closet to biting you


Well, I did exactly that in 4th edition as the front ranks were in range and the other player Had to remove those models. It started to make me feel bad for them as they could not get closer than my gun fire would permit.

"Your mumblings are awakening the sleeping Dragon, be wary when meddling the affairs of Dragons, for thou art tasty and go good with either ketchup or chocolate. "
Dragons fear nothing, if it acts up, we breath magic fire that turns them into marshmallow peeps. We leaguers only cry rivets!



 
   
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California + Philidelphia

i really love the pose on this one!

[
"Don't worry, Vik! You have all of your internet friends to keep you company! And, as everyone knows, internet friends are at least one step above imaginary friends "-Rawson
"Does an Ork shiiiit green?" "...Rogue! -you rock!" "Damn you too Rogue!""[TTFN]... That means tittyfething right?""Yep, that's me, a two-dollar whore"-Dsteingass
"... but if we all fail together we can make it look like we´ve won actually.." "...to all killers out there...: my face will hit your fist so hard it´s gonna bleed...your fist that is...""lol....OMG... you are a serial""he knows no pain...nor fear^^ he is a riveteer""yep... some of the dakka chaps here sure made the joints of my jaw quite loose...""er... emailsex... now that at least sounds like the perfect safer sex... but i like mine a bit more...wet""do you know what they call a quarter pounder of a buckte full of rivets in france?" "No...what?" "Rivitz royal"-Viktor von Domm
" I expected to hear gak like that from RW, not you Vik... for shame Sir, for shame"-AnUnearthlyChilde
"We are Vik's private collection of muses for the monkey on his back.....""you, guys are worse than my children......"-mxwllmdr
"Singling one out as odd in a =][_= thread is like going into an asylum, pointing at someone at random and saying "that person's insane""-Shrike
 
   
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I think you ought to do more zombies, 5 is a menace but I think you need at least 10 for a horde. (further ideas - commissar zombie, ammunition carrying zombie, sniper zombie or even ogryn zombie). Plus they are awesome.

For the flamer zombie, how about painting him all blackened and charred, all skin flaking off his arm and face where his flamer exploded or something? The paint job could turn him from least favourite to coolest.

 
   
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California + Philidelphia

^ a zombie on fire would be cool to see you do scarp! but i agree with bruticus, you need like 10.. or 20... or 50

[
"Don't worry, Vik! You have all of your internet friends to keep you company! And, as everyone knows, internet friends are at least one step above imaginary friends "-Rawson
"Does an Ork shiiiit green?" "...Rogue! -you rock!" "Damn you too Rogue!""[TTFN]... That means tittyfething right?""Yep, that's me, a two-dollar whore"-Dsteingass
"... but if we all fail together we can make it look like we´ve won actually.." "...to all killers out there...: my face will hit your fist so hard it´s gonna bleed...your fist that is...""lol....OMG... you are a serial""he knows no pain...nor fear^^ he is a riveteer""yep... some of the dakka chaps here sure made the joints of my jaw quite loose...""er... emailsex... now that at least sounds like the perfect safer sex... but i like mine a bit more...wet""do you know what they call a quarter pounder of a buckte full of rivets in france?" "No...what?" "Rivitz royal"-Viktor von Domm
" I expected to hear gak like that from RW, not you Vik... for shame Sir, for shame"-AnUnearthlyChilde
"We are Vik's private collection of muses for the monkey on his back.....""you, guys are worse than my children......"-mxwllmdr
"Singling one out as odd in a =][_= thread is like going into an asylum, pointing at someone at random and saying "that person's insane""-Shrike
 
   
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Man, you are really making me want to work on my Undead Guard again. Gah! I simply cannot right now. My main focus has to remain on my Terrain Project. I went through some more of my stuff last night and was staggered by what I found. I have some great stuff, I just have way too much that is unfinished.

Your vision of Plague Zombies is perfect. I got lazy on mine and simply used WFB Zombies, just removed the medieval weapons.

I will say that if the 6th Ed rumors are true and Cultists really are coming back, I'll be putting my Terrain Project on hold and get back to recruiting more Freedom Fighters to stand against Imperial tyranny!



 Gitsplitta wrote:
That's.... dirt... Skalk. Actual dust. (09/08/2021)
 
   
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Edinburgh

@Neil - Thank you so much! I wonder how many people would want to paint their room with such a macabre colour?

@Vik - Hehe, no worries! Your way would probably have worked to, might even have got better results than mine. And 'attractive' and 'zombie' are two words I would never like to see beside eachother, so I can't agree with you more on the second part...

@Shaso - I'm sure every guard player wishes it still worked that way! I've never really understood the guys at the back getting shot first - maybe some very lucky ricochets?!

@RW - Thanks, man! Glad you like this one

@Bruticus - Cheers for the kind words, man! I'd love to do more, but I'm worried about getting overwhelmed - They are really (really!) fun to model up, and it would be really easy to let my other projects slide in favour of more of these I'm sure some more shamblers will appear between paintjobs too, so don't worry too much Thanks for the suggestions on more of them, some really good ideas in there! Really like the idea of the loader zombie actually - would be one hell of a prize for anyone who managed to put him down. I Love the painting idea as well - might be a bit of a stretch on my abilities with a brush, but I will have to try that out when it comes to painting him.

@Skalk - My evil plan is working! Soon you will succumb and return to the horde Thank you so much for the massive compliment! I think WFB Zombies work really well for plague zombies too (your enormous horde looks terrifying!), but I fancied a bit of a modelling project after a fair bit of painting recently.
I would absolutely love it if the rumours are true, and a pseudo-LATD codex made a return - can you imagine all the creative and amazing armies we'd start seeing on Dakka? Plus, I wouldn't be averse to a box of cultists for conversion fodder...



Remember that story I started writing last year? Solomon and his Jackal cell finding the shaft in Crockfall? No? I'd forgotten about it too Found it again a few days ago, and I thought I'd post my progress. Probably one more episode to go after this one.

Day 27
So we met some others out in East Crockfall today – traders out carting goods from Lakeside to Roth. Not the route I’d have taken. It all got a wee bit tense at first, warning shots fired, itchy trigger fingers. My boys are all fresh, no idea how to keep their calm yet. Had to pull Corin down, knock him behind some ruins, and Kaylan got to test whether that flak armour he’s so proud of still works. Could have gone bad, but no one dead on either side – don’t think things would have worked out so cleanly if their shots hadn’t swung so wide. Once things got calmed down, once we’d established that we weren’t trying to rob them, and they weren’t setting up an ambush themselves, things got a little friendlier. Kaylan held a grudge, went off and sat by himself, but that’s just his way. I got chatting to their train leader, this enormous Trypto bloke, called himself Boln. Turned out they were with the Kinsmouth Company, taking sea salvaged gear by road – Pretty seasoned, by the sounds of it. We shared some food, traded information, went on our way. Nice to see some friendly faces occasionally. Or, sort of friendly, anyway.
Nothing much else going on. Had to duck underground for a while when the wind picked up, found some pistons in an old growler wreck someone must have been putting back together. Serious contraband, back in the day – can see why they worked in the basement. Tubes are pretty corroded, but no cracks, seal’s still pretty good. Might be worth a few credits once we’re out of the wilds. Found an old waster nest with an ex-family in it, too. They’d been picked pretty clean, but Jorn found an autoclip in the jacket of one of the little ones, a couple of mask filters that looked pretty solid, as well as a few baccsticks. I let her keep them - she’s a good kid, and I’ve got no doubt at all that Mule or Kaylan would have pocketed that gear without a word.

Day 28
Corin bust his mask. Kicked in a barred door and the hinge caught him in the face. It’s just a crack in the visor, might not even have broken the seal, but he’s hive-born, not used to the surface. He’s convinced he’s going to die. Apparently some donkey-cave back in Goreth sold him extra filters by warning him of the ‘airborne runoff’ round here – if it’s who I think it is, we’ll be having a few words next time I’m back that way.
Got everyone on the lookout for a replacement, but I’m almost tempted to give him my own, just to calm him down. Air seems pretty clean today. Tempted, but I won’t. Bloody room was useless anyway – mouldy fashion clothes. Too fragile to wear before they rotted.
We’re in riot country now, near where the Crockfall evac left. One ship. The area immediately around the shuttleport housed six munitorums, four hundred thousand workers. The area of the city they were supposed to be evacuating held nearly fifteen million people. One ship. There are bones lining the roads here – the loyalist grunts didn’t discriminate. Can’t stand these places.
Still, the surface layers of Crockfall caught the rusinate rain when no one was prepared for it. Whatever people owned, it’s still here. And it might be worth finding. We’ll try munitorum B59-C tomorrow – I can’t imagine there’s anything left, but it’s never been picked over by the Jackal cells, so you never know, might be a ticket home for this lot.
Can hear shots tonight. A way off, to the West, but something to bear in mind. Never been out that way myself.

Day 34
Leaving the munitorum tomorrow. I made it clear before we headed in that we were not there to fight, and if anyone else had a claim to it, we stayed quiet and backed the hell out. Lot of these places are pretty sheltered, out of the rain and out of sight. Nice bases for some of the bandit gangs that prey on the caravans out here. This lot are green as hell – we wouldn’t stand a chance against the cutthroats.
Place was open – couple of warning signs around, some of them pretty recent, bit of gang-style graffiti, but nothing too threatening. It was dark inside, not too dark to see, but dark enough that Jorn thought it was a good idea to put her headlamp on. A quick tap, and she had it off again pretty quickly. Good kid, but not the smartest. We stuck close together, weapons drawn. Had to show Mule how to unjam his pistol this morning – apparently he hasn’t cleaned it since we set out. Could have taken his hand off if he’d tried to fire it, especially with his homemade shells. Says he’s used to bigger weapons, but for an ex-enforcer, he sure as hell doesn’t seem to know a whole lot about weapon maintenance. Worth remembering.
Couple of hours sweeping, and we knew that the place was ours.
According to the map, B59-C was ‘a production facility for promethium tanks for use in larger cargo trucks’. No actual promethium, no actual trucks, just the tanks. And there were a lot of them. Lorek said he was hoping some of the production equipment might still have the ‘spirit units’ or some such intact – never really understood all the technobabble, here or with the mech units back in the day. Either way, they’re supposed to be good for driving other gear too, so would have been perfect for fixing some of the purifiers back home. ‘Technoheresy’, he called it. I kind of like the term. Nothing there that hadn’t already been picked over anyway. A few saleable things, though mostly scrap now.
Someone had been here recently – couple of scorched firemarks and a few discarded food cans. We heard the gunfire again today too, still to the West. A little closer now though, seems like. Might be worth making tracks while we can. Mule and Kaylan are on watch tonight, and the rest of us are getting some sleep. We’ll head South in the morning.

Day 38
We found the shaft this evening, looks like an old elevator. It was in the basement of a wrecked hab block on 296th street, covered over by rubble and a large metal grille. Pretty well hidden, really, nothing you would have seen from the surface before the bombs hit. We were only down here because of an acid shower, and even in the same room, we only found it because Jorn almost collapsed the cover. The grille’s got a cog and a skull on it – only other place I’ve seen that is the hydroponics facility I used to guard with the Captain.
I’m pretty excited, to be honest. I’m trying to hide it so as not to get the boys too worked up, but – it goes deep, really deep, and it looks like it hasn’t been disturbed in decades. We’re too far out from the hive for it to be an older dome, and there are no research facilities documented in this area - if we’ve found one, it’s new. Vox contact with home is pretty sketchy from where we are, and it’ll only get worse as we go down. We’ve let Crail know where we are and asked for an extraction if there’s no further contact in a week’s time. No knowing how big this place is, and I’m sure as hell not leaving it til we’ve found whatever’s down there. If it is more of that greenhouse gear, it’ll be the most important find any Jackal cell’s ever made. Might be nothing though. Got to keep myself grounded. I’ve set up a relay here for my logs too. That way, if we’re not back up by the time extraction comes, they’ll know where to find us.
If anyone’s listening to this, personnel include myself; Lorek, our engineer; Mule and Kaylan, ex-enforcers; and Jorn and Corin, seeking citizenship in Pinepoint. We’ve been scavenging Crockfall and the craterside area for a few months now, so we’re all looking forward to you dragging out whatever the hell we’ve found down here and getting our asses home. Get some beers on ice for us!
It’s already dark and it seems like the power’s down, so we’re camping here tonight. I’ve sorted all the ropes, and we’re looking to move out in the morning.

Day 39
Four stories down, and I don’t like it here. This place is vast – biggest facility I’ve ever seen out in the wastes. I don’t see how it hasn’t been mapped out and picked clean by now. Each floor is at least three times the size of the manufactorum, and around the same height too – Corin dropped a mag a couple hours back, and other than almost getting him shot, the noise it made rang back and forth for a full quarter of an hour. And that’s one storey.
I’m excited, sure, but there’s no way this place can have gone unnoticed. All we’ve come across so far is storage units, five floors of them. Huge, unmarked containers sealed shut, can’t even find a hinge. Lor tried to pop one with some of that putty he carries around, but it barely dented it, and nearly deafened the rest of us. Shipping labels on some of them are for some site in Trypsane – Kaylan’s convinced it’s in the Burned City. Whatever’s in here, it’s either valuable or dangerous. Either one could get us home. If we can get in, that is.

It’s cold, too. I knew it would be, this far underground, but Throne, is it cold. Three layers of vest, Koan-fleece pullover and my jacket and I’m still shivering like a child. Dark too. With the mist that builds up in the mask, everything’s got kind of a haze to it. Keep seeing shapes in the torchlight. Kaylan’s been griping about it, wants to take his mask off. Says he can’t see properly and it’s fogging up his bionic. I gave him some gentle encouragement to keep it on – we’ve got no idea what the air’s like down here. No sense in risking it over a little discomfort. Corin and Jorn are terrified – Jorn’s hiding it well, but Corin’s the jumpiest I’ve seen him. I took his rifle from him. Didn’t even complain. He knows why. I’m keeping an eye on Jorn – she hates tight spaces, not sure if she’s been underground before. Have to see how she handles.
Lor, on the other hand, is like a little kid for a different reason – convinced himself he’ll be finding old world tech down here, can’t even keep himself from grinning. Crazy bastard’s served 3 jackal terms now. Lived in Pinepoint for years, didn’t even need the assignments. He’s brought home sealed ration crates from submerged PDF convoys, forged trade deals with Hope and Karlath and scavenged parts for the auto-doc from some terrifying gear out in the old penal colony, but he’s still not happy. This gak is what he’s here for. This is why he left the nest. Old man with a tech-bug, ever since he worked on the shuttleport tramways. I’m glad he’s with us, anyway.
The vox-caster’s just picking up static, and I can’t get a message out either. Not a problem, of course, thought we might lose contact for a few days. I think it’s the thickness of the walls – this place is built like a bunker. I hope this log’s still working, anyway, or I’m talking to a box down here. The power’s out too, of course, but this floor’s different from the others. We found what looks like a generator, hooked up to these massive turbines. Lor’s trying to get it running now. We’re staying put for tonight – no sense going further down if you can’t see your hand in front of your face.

Day 40
Couldn’t sleep. This place creaks. Not a gentle one, like the hive, but sudden, sharp. Like shearing metal. Every time it happened, I woke up convinced the place was collapsing on us. The others slept through it. Bastards.
The generator did nothing either. Lor got it going, eventually, once the rest of us had fallen asleep. This screech of grinding metal shocked the life out of me, got all of us up and weapons drawn. He was laughing his ass off, until he noticed I was having trouble controlling my temper. The lights didn’t come on, the turbines didn’t turn, no power to anything. Just this low background hum that lasted maybe thirty seconds, then more silence. No surprises this stuff’s not working like it’s supposed to anymore – looks ancient, might even have been abandoned before the evac.
We moved on this morning. Down around 10 stories now, and there’s nothing bloody here. There’s no light at all apart from the head lamps, just a single line of light from each of us, projecting all the way down to the far wall. A single, unbroken line. Huge, empty warehouses, not even dust and dirt. Not a sound either. Every footstep bounces off the walls and back. I caught Jorn and Lorek whispering, like they don’t want to break the silence – stupid bloody thinking, and I told them so. Caught myself doing it too though.

Kaylan’s worrying me. I don’t like the way he’s talking. Cowardly bastard wants to leave – he acts like he’s just being lazy, “leave it for the footsloggers”, but I can see that he’s bricking it. I know his type; dangerous. Shred morale without a hair on their own head out of place. Worked with a few of them before. I’ve heard rumours too, about why the two of them left the Skew. Mule was an Arbite’s kid. Incompetent, sure, but no Arbite’s little boy gets kicked out for that. Story is that Kaylan was a racketeer – ran chem trades with some buddies of his, arrested his competition, sent them up Quadring way, or on a short walk to the gallows. Can’t work that way for long, not with the Guild interest in chems that they pretend doesn’t exist. Word is, the two of them left in a hail of shrapnel. Feel almost bad for Mule – can’t imagine he even understands what happened to them.

Some more of the sealed crates on the 8th Floor down, but they set Lorek’s counter ticking, so we left it. Leave the radioactive nonsense for the boys with the gear. Starting to wonder if this place is worth the trouble, to be honest. Got a little excited this evening when the vox kicked in with something other than crackle – thought maybe the cavalry had turned up. Sounds like old recordings though, all monotonous voices and heavy static. Turned the damn thing off.


Day 41
The lights are on, which is a nice surprise. No idea what tripped it, but the lamps kicked in without a sound in the whole facility this morning. I was awake when it happened – was pacing around our camp, could have sworn movement had woke me up, near where Kaylan was sleeping. Place is making me jumpy. Even more surreal in the light down here – clean, clinical white, like a med centre. No sand, no damage. Whoever lived here could have moved out yesterday.
Took all day searching, but we’re five floors deeper. Til this floor, we could have been where we fething started though – more of these thone-damned untouchable containers. These ones are different though – All scorched, peeling paintwork and burnt shipping labels. I’m having a job working out what can possibly have caught fire, but there’s water marks everywhere too – they must have had one hell of a fire response system.
We can see the ground floor through the shaft now, far below, with what looks like it might once have been an elevator. Damn good to have a goal in sight: The boys are getting antsy, and even I was starting to wonder if this bloody place ever ended. I’m considering whether we should be heading up to the surface again – the cavalry should be in tomorrow or the next day, and this place doesn’t feel right. Whatever’s in these crates better be worth dragging them out of here.

Couldn’t sleep again last night – I can’t relax. I think I know what it is now, same sensation I used to get in the field, back in the day. Just as I’m falling asleep, I’ll wake at a noise, but there’s nothing there. It’s nerves, I know, but there’s no way in hell I’m going back to sleep until I’ve checked it out – it only ever happened when the loyalists were posted nearby.
Corin was awake too – I heard the kid mumbling a prayer. He’s terrified, never really been in any situation outside of the safety of a settlement. Cruel to send them out in this state, really, but it’s a choice he made - followed Jorn into it, as far as I understand. We got to talking, as much for my own entertainment as to calm him down. I need something to kill the nightime hours in here. He’s a musical kid, not used to the real world – sang with some others in a bar in Jento; a guitar, some homemade drums, used to sing harmonies. Made good credit, apparently – not good credit, of course, but enough to keep them fed and watered, at least. Not bad for a job that keeps you indoors.
He fell out with one of the others – over a girl? Money? Sounds like he barely knows himself. Left town in a rage, burnt all his bridges, figuring he’d do fine solo. Drinking holes round Lent taught him the hard way that he was just a part of a whole. Must have been even harder to find out that he had no other skills. He bounced place to place for a few months, finally ended up meeting Jorn in Hawthorn’s place in Roth – she let him tag along with her to Pinepoint. Good girl. They’d have eaten him alive out there.

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