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Scuttling Genestealer







The Maw-Fiend Part 1

Guardsman Dorez was now alone. His heart pounded. Sweat dripped from him uncontrollably as he shivered nervously in the dark.

He had taken refuge in the mouth of a small cave. He could still feel the tremors. The cave shook and small fragments of stone dislodged from the roof fell all around him.
He had become use to the tremors.
They started some time ago.
They preceded the appearance of the “thing”.
The thing that haunted his dreams.
The thing that had butchered his fellow guardsmen.
An unstoppable force that ripped through their Chimera transport. He had watched helplessly as the thing ripped a gapping hole in the side of the tank. His fellow guardsmen screamed as they were pulled through the hole by huge tentacles. Each tentacle ended in a pincer claw in between which was mounted a fanged orifice. These orifices appeared to suck the life from his comrades as they were pulled free from the Chimeras hull. Dorez had managed to prize open the rear exit of the transport through which he ran from the scene of carnage. He ran for his life, not looking back as he heard screams and the sound of las fire.

Now he was alone and the thing was hunting him. Dorez felt the tremor increase in magnitude and watched hopelessly as the floor of the cave gave way. Rock and foliage tumbled into the newly formed abyss of darkness. All went silent. Dorez soiled himself as he saw a tentacle mounted pincer emerge from the abyss. It slowly moved around the edge of the cave probing for life. The pincer moved to Dorez’s position and then with sharp recoil it disappeared back into the abyss.
Dorez allowed himself a Gilmour of hope for a moment.
Perhaps the thing did not see him.
This thought was forced from his mind as he heard a deafening crash. The floor of the cave completely collapsed to reveal the beast’s hideous armored hide. The beast rose from the hole surrounded by writhing tentacles. It armoured head smashing the roof of the ceiling as it raised to full stature. Its maw was a wash of movement as a hundred tentacles twitched with a life of their own. The creature turned to face Dorez. Dorez stared into the sickly yellow eyes of the beast and saw primeval hunger, endless hunger. He screamed in terror as the thing reached for him. A tentacle arm constricted around his torso and lifted him high towards the creature’s maw. The sea of tentacles which disguised the creatures face parted to reveal a horrific fanged orifice. Dorez started to black out as the thing tightened its grip. All became dark. He was abruptly shaken back into reality by a blinding flash of light and searing heat. He was thrown to the floor as the thing reared up and roared in anger.

The las cannon shot had blown away part of the things carapace but it would take considerably more firepower to fell the beast. Dorez turned to face the direction from which the shot came. Through the smoke he could see the unmistakable shape of the companies’ prize Leman Russ battle tank ‘The Fury of Tyran’. He saw the turret hatch open to reveal tank commander Drago Vauldron. The commander bellowed orders to near by units over his vox. Dorez watched as another two of the squat tanks appeared behind ‘The Fury’. The last thing Dorez heard was the tank commander bellowing “Bring It Down”. The cave mouth exploded in an inferno of battle cannon fire and las rounds. After 40 seconds the bombardment ceased. Tank commander Vauldron leapt out of the turret hatch and ran towards the scene of the bombardment. He hoped to find the crippled body of the beast but the Maw Fiend had vanished. Vauldron clenched his fist in anger. The thing had evaded him again. His last chance to fell the creature before nightfall was now gone. All he could do now was lead his company back to the base at Gorman’s rock and make ready for the creatures return. It came at night. It knew this was when the guardsmen were most vulnerable. He kicked the ground underfoot and heard a clink. He noticed a glint of light in the sand and reached down to find a set of dog tags. He brushed away the dust. The name on the tag was scratched and illegible. He turned the tag over. The text on the other side was clear and un-spoilt. It read ‘The Emperor Protects’. Drago heard the distant roar of the beast. He turned to face his assembled company and muttered to himself “Dam you beast, we will meet again soon, I promise ”. Vauldron did not know how true these word were.

To Be Continued

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It's creepy as hell.
Awesome work!

 
   
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Umber Guard






Terre Haute, Indiana

Spaghetti?

Looks awesome, I wish I had some Green Stuff to play around with. Perfect look for nids though. The lore is also pretty cool, adds a fluffy touch to the model.

   
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Death-Dealing Dark Angels Devastator






Its beautiful! Seriously though that is amazing work there perfect looking proportions on all the tentacles and really smooth looking too. If you can paint as well as you can convert then thats top of the top right there.
   
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Sneaky Kommando





THAT IS AMAZING!!! FACE THOROUGHLY MELTED!!

M: "You are the universe, alpha and omega, the beast with a thousand young, do what thou whilt shall be the whole of the law. NOW GO FORTH AND MUTILATE!!"

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Elite Tyranid Warrior






Ashland Ky

JunkyOrk wrote:Its beautiful! Seriously though that is amazing work there perfect looking proportions on all the tentacles and really smooth looking too. If you can paint as well as you can convert then thats top of the top right there.


He can, just do a quick look through his threads he has started on his Nids..personally they are the coolest nids i have ever seen
   
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Using Inks and Washes





Edinburgh

Really, really good. Did you have wire guides for the smaller GS tentacles coming from the mouth? They're incredibly smooth for such fine detail!

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Stone Bonkers Fabricator General






A garden grove on Citadel Station

Very cool.

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Insect-Infested Nurgle Chaos Lord






Ooh, I think i've just made a sex wee. Very nice.


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Fixture of Dakka






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Hey Nard, can you stop putting everything that I have done or will ever do to shame?

Thanks!

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Krazy Grot Kutta Driva





United States

The head area and med sized tentacles rock! The larger ones need some sort of texturing to blend in.

Poor orks... Why can't they be the good guys for once?
All they've ever really wanted is whatever you have...
 
   
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Frightening Flamer of Tzeentch







Hide yo Japanese schoolgirls because this thing is awesome.
   
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my immediate reaction was WTF GET TH E GUNS... oh wait its only a mini! But a kick ass fethin awesome hentai-from-hell we're gonna eat your biomass and that of your kittens awesome.
   
 
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