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Isn't Boothby that old guy In Star Trek?

Nice servitors, I used the chainsaw arm on an eviscerator priest

Once aagin I find my self in awe over your work, well done

 Decio wrote:
Isn't Boothby that old guy In Star Trek?

Nice servitors, I used the chainsaw arm on an eviscerator priest

Again you guessed it, Boothby is the name of the groundskeeper at the Starfleet Academy.




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By the way I've got the first of my Space Wolves done, plus a strange little device I haven't quite decided what to do with yet, anyone have any ideas?

fluff will follow, but for now:

to the desk of Shogun Rogue Trader Shiro Adama
Origin: Magos Inari Turing
Shiro, I know how you wanted me to arm the ninja assault team with bolters, but even with the Diamantine components I don't have the machinery to process the precursor components into anything better than armor, not enough to use them for bolt shells. however I do have an alternative: the Shinshima pattern hot shot lasgun, I've renamed all the patterns I'd named after myself a Shinshima pattern, I'm not important enough to name it after myself. who do I think I am Magos Land? anyways, the hot shots will be better able to penetrate the more advanced armor we've been seeing the past few months, and they'll be easier to resupply. here's an example of the hot shot lasgun:

^ Lol, I'm well-informed about things like Star Trek and Seinfeld and older things because of my dad; Nice coversions; I suggest cleaning up the mould lines with a file to keep it cleaner and smoother. And as for the 4 mortar tubes you've stuck together, you could use it as some mobile artillery thing mounted on vehicle.

Oh I've already made something from the mortar tubes, and that's not a mold line it's the "strings" my glue makes when it's running low. but now I give you the Jotunn pattern sentinel

to Rogue Trader Shiro Adama
Origin: Rogue Trader Alfred Adama
Hey cousin, we're still getting settled in here, and when I said this place was older than us, I may have been underestimating it, by a lot. the base is built into a mountain, and we think the mountain is hollow at this point. we've sent exploration teams into the depths of the base, and they've found some interesting things namely this:

we found a repair manual with it, but we don't know how the hell to use it. we figured maybe your tech priestess girlfriend could decipher the manual so that we could make more of them. I think it's some kind of sentinel if that helps.

well gee of course it's a type of sentinel, even a blind man could tell you that. however I think your cousin is on to something shiro, I've never seen this pattern before. I'm dubbing this the Jotunn pattern sentinel, and I'll get working on the manual as soon as I can. -Inari

Interesting; how will you be using the Jotunn in battle?

It's got home brew rules but basically it's an armored sentinel with rocket launchers and another weapon of your choice, costs like one too. I'll post more detailed rules soon.


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To Rogue Trader Alfred Adama
Origin: Magos Inari Turing and Shogun Rogue Trader Shiro Adama
Dear Mr. Adama, I would like to thank you for sending me the manual for the sentinel you found, I've already deciphered the instructions manual which I am including below:

Jotunn Pattern Sentinel.........65pts per model

Jotunn WS/3 BS/3 S/5 Armor: F/12 S/10 R/10 I/3 A/1 HP/2

Compositon: 1-3 jotunns

unit type: vehicle (walker)

wargear:
twin linked missile launcher
multi-laser
extra armor

options:
any jotunn may replace it's mulit laser with one of the following:
heavy flamer or autocannon.....5 pts
lascannon.... 15 pts
plasma cannon.... 20 pts

any jotunn may take any of the following:
searchlight.... 1 pt

the entire squadron may take:
Smoke launchers.... 5 pts
Camo netting.... 10 pts

special rules:
fire selector: a Jotunn may not fire it's missile launcher in the same turn that it fires another weapon.
Accurate: a jotunn firing it's missle launcher can re-roll scatter dice if the controlling player wishes.
"can't find any ammo sir": Jotunn ammo is hard to come by, if your opponent does not allow you to use a jotunn, you may instead use it as an armored sentinel at the same cost as one. this represents the jotunn's missile launcher's being out of ammo.

Just remember if you find anything more like that send it Shiro's way and he'll get it to me.

Hey cousin, it's Shiro. Inari found one of her old STCs that may prove useful to you, if only as a novelty. it's a canine translator. I heard you have a new furry friend, so this may help you get to know him better. just strap the collar around his neck and he will be able to communicate with you.


Recordings of Servo Skull XVI
Alfred: ok, let's see just strap the collar on, and let's see if you talk.
Harald:collar feels good against fur.
Alfred: wow it actually worked! you talk!
Harald: of course I talk, you just not listen.
Alfred: ok, so what's your story? the Space Wolves said all packs swear fealty to you, but you were half starved out there.
Harald: yes I thane of packs, but I not accept handouts I do not earn.
Alfred: so you thought I'd make a tasty treat?
Harald: no you smell like old master, wanted him back, you smell like him.
Alfred: who was your old master?
Harald: Horlf the Peacemaker.
Alfred: you're kidding, Horlf was my father.
Harald: then that why you smell like him.
Alfred: so anything else you need?
Harald: no, just a floor to sleep on and something to eat.
Alfred: and just what do you eat?
Harald: same as you, but I'm not picky like you humans.


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to Rogue Trader Shiro Adama
Origin: Rogue Trader Alfred Adama
Hey cos, we're still exploring the depths of the base, but I think it dates back to before the Great Crusade at least. According to local lore this is where people first came to this planet, meaning this may have been the original colony ship. like I said before the base is massive, here's a picture I took to demonstrate:
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I'd bet there's all kinds of archeo tech down in the depths of the mountain. I've enlisted my father's tribe and with their winter homes destroyed by the war last year they'll be moving in to the base when the snow begins to fall. we've also found what looks to be some kind of programmable factory type device made to construct simple devices in limited numbers, we can supply anything from a knife to a lasgun once we get it working. that should ease our demand on supplies. by the way I was wondering: could you send some copies of the shinsima pattern devices, like the meltagun and the plasma gun? that would really help us get some security around here, we've had various forest creatures just barge on in and cause trouble, and they're big too.


I didn't make the pic, it was made by a guy named Grimdar

+++urgent alert for any allied forces in the vicinity+++
Outpost Canis is under attack, structure has sustained heavy damage and we are forced to evacuate. Road has been blocked by explosive ordinance, requesting air-evac from any nearby friendly forces. No casualties have been sustained so far but we’ve lost three rhinos. We are surrounded and they outnumber us maybe fifty to one. Ammunition running low, request immediate evac.
Recordings of Servo Skull XVI
(on the landing pad of the mountain base, a group of Valkyries comes in for a landing, the doors open and Toki steps out, Alfred is waiting to greet them along with his bodyguards)
Alfred: what happened? I heard the outpost was destroyed.
Toki: aye a grim day indeed, we sustained a mortar assault and the roof caved in.
Alfred: who attacked you?
Toki: the Untoten.
Alfred: who?
Toki: they’re one of the homegrown mercenary outfits that work for the Hirschhorn Tribe. They say that they never truly die, but always get back up when a fight is over.
Alfred: think that’s true?
Toki: I think they’re very good at retreaving their dead and hiding their identities. But if you don’t mind my men would like to stay here until this war is over.
Alfred: and how soon will that be?
Toki: not long I think, your father was on the verge of a breakthough when he died. You see officially both warring factions are lead by regents, the actually warring families died almost twenty years back. Your father however believed there was an heir to both families still living, and he almost found him.
Alfred: so find the rightful king and end the war, sounds simple.
Toki: not exactly, to end the war we need to stop the rogue trader dynasties profateiring off of it so that they can harvest this planet’s recorces. If we find the rightful king that will be a step in the right direction and the dynasties and their puppet regents will no longer hold power, then by my estimation the war will heat up as they attempt to seize the planet by force. We just need to devide them so that we can elimnate them individualy.
Alfred: well it sounds like we’ll need an army to do that.
Toki: good thing you already have one: the Enherjar Tribe. Everyone on this planet fears them, and their nutrality in this war may have been what has caused it to go on for so long. Both sides cort them, but you are the son of their thane, they will follow you to Morki’s Gates if you order them to. Speaking of which you should probably move them here early, when the untoten retreated it looked like they were heading towards Enherjar lands. Likely to remove an emerging threat. You’re people won’t stand a chance with their swords and bows against mortars and lasguns.
Alfred: alright then, are your men prepared to make a rearguard action?
Toki: young pup there’s something you should know: space wolves will always be ready to save inoccent lives. (yells) Baruk Valka Fenryka!

All space wolves assembled: (yell in response) valka fenryka aimênu!



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To the Desk of Shogun Rogue Trader Shiro Adama
Origin: "the White Fox"
greetings young shogun, I'm happy to inform you that we've mustered our second squad under my command. Ryu will lead the assault team. they are ready for your review:

I must say the new lasguns are quite the benefit to our support squad, and we should be quite able to keep you protected from the shadows.

Hey everyone, just had breakfast with my friend and I mentioned my character's last name is Adama. Our conversation went something like this:
"so their name is Adama?"
"yea"
"and they fly around in a spaceship"
"yea"
"(hums the battle star galactica theme) there are many copies"
"and they have a plan."
Now I feel the need to scratch build a viper fighter and use it as a thunderbolt. Good thing I have plenty of cardboard.


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hey all, I've got a model for the untoten ready for you guys to approve:

I'll admit I was a little messy with the GS, I'll clean it up once it hardens. by the way does anyone think this looks like a certain line of giant robot mooks?


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Untoten important figure Identification Guide, Revised edition
Attention operatives of the untoten, our plan to return the rightful king to the throne has been delayed due to the death of Thane Horlf. however we will not be stopped, we have sacrificed too much, and the elders have revised our plan based on the changing conditions. here are the people you need to know:

Alfred Adama

he has recently picked up where his father left off, he must survive if our plan is to bear fruit. he can not know of our presence in these events until the proper time. he may know of and interact with our military wing, but he can not know of our greater reach.

Sigfrodr the chieftain

the current chief of Enherjar tribe, he is currently a mentor figure to his grandson Alfred. he is expendable, but not until he has taught Alfred how to lead the tribe. do not attempt to converse or even approach him, he is known to speak the language of the birds and they will tell him exactly who you are.

Forces of the Enherjar

you all know the reputation of the Enherjar, and they are true. an Enherjar warrior is worth ten other men, even equal to one of our own. do not underestimate them.

Toki Runeseer

despite our reach on this planet we have no operatives outside it. along with his close friendship with Sigfrodr means we can rarely approach him to obtain information. we have little informaton due to this. advise caution.

Ulf the Blooddrenched

often seen drinking, however when sober he is a threat to all. do not let the heir anywhere near him, kill if possible just to be safe.

Ingrid Warborn

+++ Classified +++ all you need to know is that she must survive.

from the Journal of Thane Horlf
My son, at the time of this writing I know I do not have much time. at this very moment I can feel the poison flowing in my veins. if you are reading this I am dead and buried, and you have replaced me. the following entries will guide you on how to lead the men-at-arms of the Enherjar tribe as your duty as thane.

I would like to start by thanking you for supplying the tribe with more advanced weapons, without them we would not stand a chance against the current combatants of this war as we prepare to enter it. this is a warrior of the Enherjar tribe, they are feared across the planet for their skill at arms. while we are few in number compared to the other tribes, it is commonly considered that an Enherjar warrior is the equal of ten men, but do not throw them against unequal odds and waste their lives. remember they are not a standing army like you're used to, they are ordinary tribesmen.



these are our special weapons warriors. we have assigned one to each of our squads as you call them. I don't know if we can keep a constant supply of ammunition for them, so use them sparingly.


these are our Huscarls, they are the bodyguards of our important figures and they can be trusted absolutely. I would like to thank you for supplying them with melta guns, however some of them have complained that they came with the smell of body odor. I guess those shinshimans are not regular bathers.


these are our huscaral squad leaders, like the huscarl bodyguards they loyalty can be assured. unlike the chainblades you off worlders seem to enjoy we would rather trust loyal steel than the unpredictability of a chainblade.


this is a reference photo for you to be able to identify an Enherjar warrior, they will always wear a deep faded blue shirt and tan pants, personal heraldry lives on the shield where it can be better displayed to the enemy.

I hope this guide proves helpful to you my son, because I will not be there to guide you. I would just like to let you know that never meeting you is my life's greatest regret. perhaps we shall meet in the next life.


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Hey all, for the past couple of days it feels like it's just me posting here. I'm just wondering why no one else is posting and honestly I'll admit I kind of need your posts to keep me motivated. Honestly I'm not picky on what you have to say, comments, criticism, stuff you want to see me do, anything. If you think there's something wrong just tell me so I can fix it. If you can't think of anything explain why you're not posting.

Hey everyone sorry about no updates for the past couple of days, and I'm afraid there isn't going to be any more until I get my glue in from GW, the plastic glue I ordered, yea I got super glue instead. now I've got to wait for another shipment to come in. luckily I wasn't completely out so I was able to make some stuff:
to the Desk of Shogun Rogue Trader Shiro Adama
Origin: Magos Inari Truing
Shiro good news, I've finally got my armor done:

it fits just like I remember and I've got all the systems working again, also of note we've received the two Griffons we ordered, sort of. they sent them to us in pieces and I'm all out of binding agents to put them together. you may be wondering how I'm out of binding agents when we just ordered some, well they sent us fine grade binding agents by mistake. I'm really going to give those requisiton agents a piece of my mind when I get my hands on them!

and Harlad and Sigrid:

Harald is the one with the thing on his neck (his translator) and Sigrid is the one with the giant bandana on her.

finally I have my first squad of vikings:

(klaxons sound on the landing pad)
Alfred: what's going on?
Bodyguard: sir it says there's a breach of secrurity in the lower levels near the base of the mountain.
Toki: well I'm going to check on it. how many life signs?
Bodyguard: ten.
Toki: oh that's not much. say young pup, care to wet your fangs on these intruders?
Alfred: yes, Toki and I will handle the inturders, the rest of you go evacuate the Enherjar.
Bodyguard: (salutes) yes sir!
(down in the dark tunnels near the base of the mountain Alfred and Toki search for the intruders with an auspex)
Alfred: what does the auspex say?
Toki: it's busted I think. says there's over nine thousand of them all around us, but I would sense them if there were.
Alfred: I take it you have a knack for such things?
Toki: no a nose, however I do smell Enherjar tribe soap, they could be friendlies.
(lasgun fire rips the space between them as figures in the darkness open fire on the two)
Alfred: really FRIENDLY?
Toki: I just know what soap they use not their intentions. (Toki fires back)
(the lasguns stop and Toki stops firing in return)
Figure: know this defiler: you fight the men of the Enherjar. quake before our might.
Alfred: WHAT! I'm on your side. I'm Alfred Adama, the son of Horlf the Peacemaker.
Figure: nice try but the thane's son's last name is Horlfson everyone knows that.
Toki: (sniffs the air) Erik is that you?
Figure: Toki, Emperor damned, we heard you were dead after the attack on the outpost?
Toki: no there were no casualties, and what are the scouts doing here?
Alfred: scouts?
Toki: these men are the scouts of the Enherjar, they make sure that the path is clear when the tribe is on the move.
Erik: aye and the tribe is wintering early this year. Sigfroder's birds tell him the first snow will fall in a few days and we don't want to be marching though it. so I take it that is the son of the thane?
Toki: aye.
Erik apologies my lord, we were hasty and shouldn't have opened fire.
Alfred: you're forgiven.
Toki: say how about we get some ale? I've set up the old still in the canteen up near the top.
Erik: lead the way.

also I've got a new system to make sure I work on both armies equally: I'm counting the points for each unit I build, then I'll work on the army that has the least points done at the moment (vikings right now 745 to samurai's 855)

Nice work so far, how far will you take both armies? How many points?


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Nice work so far, how far will you take both armies? How many points?

They're both going to 2k points right now. However the griffons will be shared between the armies and the vehicles will be painted in the Adama blue so I can swap them in between if I ever need more variety.
here's the two army lists:
viking list
samurai list has since been modified but still mostly the same

Pretty cool, subbed.

the sun was setting on the forest road as an old man in a travelers outfit approached the ramshackle barricade. The bandit leader approached him. “halt!” he said. “you can’t pass through here without paying the toll.” The bandits chuckled, this would be an easy mark.
“tell me stranger,” the old man said. “these are Enherjar lands are they not?”
“who cares, pay the toll and be on your way.” The leader said.
“I believe the Enherjar care, they do not condone imposing on the freedom of others.” The old man said. “especially their chieftain Sigfroder.”
“I don’t see a mighty chieftain around old man, just you, me and them.” The leader retorted.
The old man held out his hand and a black raven landed on it. “ah but he is here, the birds are his eyes and ears. They tell him what happens, and now he knows what you’re doing, and he does not approve.”
“you go a mouth on you old man, and some far away chieftain is not going to save you now- uggh!” the leader looked down and saw a spear sticking out of his chest, held by the old man. He had thrown off his travelers cloak revealing a chainmail shirt. The old man pulled the spear out and the leader fell to the ground, dead. The other bandits reached for their guns but the old man drew a pistol and shot each one of them in the head, all except one. He implacably walked over towards the lone bandit who cowered against the barricade.
“who are you?” the bandit asked.

“I am Sigfroder, and you will be running back to whoever your leader is and telling him that if I ever catch bandits in my lands again I will hunt him down and kill him. Understood?”
The bandit took off into the forest, if the wolves didn’t get him his boss would. Sigfroder put his clock back on and took a seat on the barricade. With any luck his men would be along soon.


The four huscarls made double time through the forest. After the attack on the tribe’s caravan and the scattering of the people in the ensuing chaos they had lost the chieftain. They had to hope that he had survived and would meet them at the silver pinnacle. Ahead of them was a hastily built barricade. Rising from the barricade was a series of smoke rings from a pipe. The four took positions around the barricade and leveled their meltaguns at the barricade. “in the name of the Enherjar tribe show yourself!” one of them said.
“well about time!” a familiar voice said. The shape of Sigfroder rose from the barricade a lit pipe in his hand. “I was worried you wouldn’t get here before nightfall.”
“my lord, you’re alive!”
“of course I’m alive. Now what’s the sitrep?” Sigfroder asked.
“the caravan is scattered, and the people have split into smaller groups to move through the forest.”
“I take it you’ve made contact with some of them?”
“yes my lord, we made the decision to split into more mobile and discreet groups. We will regroup at the silver pinnacle.”
“very well than, we should get moving. The night is young, we can make the pinnacle by sunrise.”
“but sir what about the wolves, won’t they be about?”

Sigfroder gestured over to a pack of wolves near the edge of the forest. “the wolves are already here, and Harald the black leads them.”
“it is good to see you again Sigfroder.” The collar around the wolf said in a mechanical voice.
“he talks now, but that is neither here nor there. Now we must be moving, the ones who attacked the caravan are following you, and we can’t let them catch us.” The Huscarls nodded and the party of five men and five wolves set off into the forest with two ravens circling overhead.

It was morning, or at least Alfred thought it was morning as he slowly awakened to full alertness. That was when he noticed someone was in the room with him, and it was not Harald who had been sleeping on the floor last night. With his blurry vision he could make out a figure sitting on a chair across the room. The figure was petite, possibly female.
“good morning Thane Horlfson.” It was the bounty hunter from before. Alfred reached for the bolt pistol on his nightstand, but a knife imbedded itself in the wooden furnature an inch from his hand.
“so you’re here to finish the job?” Alfred asked.
He thought he could make out a smile with his blurry vision. “no actually I’m here to get on my knees and beg for your mercy.” She sounded sarcastic. “see after you let me go my employers were not exactly happy with me. They put a massive bounty on my head. So I figure maybe you’ll be merciful again and let me stay here until this is worked out.”
“and how do I know I can trust you?”
“because I guess you could say we’re in-laws.”
“what?”
“that big black wolf of yours made my Sigrid his mate, and fenrisian wolves mate for life. My Sigrid would never forgive me if I killed her mate’s daddy.”
“I wouldn’t exactly consider myself Harald’s daddy.”
She giggled. “trust me adopting a fenrisan wolf is like adopting a child, and about as much trouble. I should know I have four of them, yours is with them right now.”
“and where are they?”
“I don’t know, I let them loose outside last night. They’re probably out hunting, playing, doing wolf things.”
The door to his room slid open with a hiss, and one of his bodyguards stepped in. he saw the bounty hunter and shouldered his lasgun at her. the bounty hunter responded by drawing a laspistol. “stand down, both of you!” Alfred barked. The bodyguard lowered his weapon, the bounty hunter did not. “I said stand down!” he barked again. Without lowering her weapon she looked at him. Then she did as told, holstering her pistol. Alfred looked over at the bodyguard. “do you have something to report, or are you just checking on me?”
“sir, your grandfather chieftain Sigfroder is here. he wishes to speak with you as soon as is convenient.” The bodyguard said.
“where is he?” Alfred asked.
“right here.” said a wizened voice from outside the room. An old man in a travelers outfit entered the room. On his back was the wrapped shape of a massive axe, and on each of his shoulders was a black raven. Alfred felt embarrassed that his grandfather would see him in his pajamas, and it may have shown on his face. “oh relax child, I’ve seen your father in much more compromising states. At least the two of you are clothed.”
“it’s not like that chieftain.” The bounty hunter stated.
“is it now Ingrid Warborn? Well then I guess my birds lie when they say you’re attracted to him.” Now everyone in the room felt awkward.
“so what’s with the axe?” Alfred asked trying to change the subject.
Sigfroder paused for a second before realizing the subject had changed. “ah yes,” he took the wrapped axe off his back and laid it on the floor. He opened the wrapping revealing a massive axe emblazoned with runes as well as a chainmail suit of armor, an ornate helmet, and a silken outer coat. “this belonged to your father, his armor, and his axe Mjolnir, which once belonged to your great grandfather, and his father before that back to time immemorial.”
“and why didn’t it pass to you?” Alfred asked.
“because I did not need it, my mother gave me the spear of her line: Gungnir. And by the time my father died your father was already a man. Now Mjolnir passes to you, and I believe the armor may fit you as well, your parents were about the same size, and by the looks of you, your fathers armor should fit you like a glove. Now go try it on, see how it feels.”

A few minutes later Alfred walked out of his lavatory with the armor and coat on. “there, now you look like the thane you were born to be.” Sigfroder said. He reached into his sack and pulled out a worn leather bound book. “your father’s last act was to write this, it’s all his research into the identity of the heir to two thrones, and a guide to leading the men of the Enherjar to war.”
“so I take it the tribe is here now?” Alfred asked.
“no, we were attacked and forced to split up. for now it is just my huscarls and the scouts, but more will be coming over the next few days. The birds tell me Bjorn Bera is nearby with his berserkers, and someone made the mistake of attacking them. Poor fools.”

Bjorn Bera picked his axe out of the split skull of the idiot who decided it would be a good idea to attack his berserkers. Around him his men were just coming out of their battle rage. This was the time he hated, the time when the blind rage faded and he saw just what he had done. He never remembered what he did, but he always remembered what happened after. Coming to in a field of gore, that was the worst part of being a berserker: not remembering what you did, but always seeing the aftermath of what looked like a mauling, and knowing that the animal that did it was you. “get it together boys, the silver pinnacle’s not far.” They gathered their things and restarted the march, with any luck no one would try attacking them again.

I'm liking the Elendil conversion and his fluff.

Hate to say this but that's not an Elendil mini, that's Isildur that I used for Alfred's mini. on two side notes 1) the glue should be coming today so expect more frequent updates. 2) I've re-done Sigfroder's spear, I figure if it's some legendary weapon that he would turn down a power axe for it must be a power weapon itself:

also I've got the running count of the points built for each army: Samurai: 970 Viking: 970
and because they are tied samurai IG takes priority because they were first. my next project is the second platoon of the samurai IG, or maybe the griffons that are shared between the lists (probably the griffons, here's a sneak peek

SWeet. sorry i havent been posting but looks like uve been busy and i have a lot of nice new stuff to look at.... especially like the new walker and am still wondering who that chick is.....

oh the chick is important, very important, but she doesn't even know it yet. needless to say the secrets are in the thane's journal.
in other news: the glue is here:

to which I have this to say:


also I forgot I ordered some fliers with the glue so I've got one of them assembled:


that brings the count to: Samurai: 1175 Vikings: 970
also the only thing I still need to buy for the vikings is two more griffons, so I may expand into a third Adama cousin. this time with a Red Alert theme. I'll get some fluff up in the next couple of hours.


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here's the basic fluff for the Red Alert army, quick bios of the major characters I've thought up:
Internal documents of the Revolutionary Guard
+++ for your eyes only +++
Despite our best efforts in squashing the rebellion, it seems they are only growing in number. It seems that several notable individuals have risen up to lead them. It is my opinion that if these individuals were to be eliminated the rebellion would disintegrate. The following are those whose termination would result in the destruction of the rebellion:
Anastasia Medvedev
Bio: while her existence before the revolution is undeniable, her continued survival is unconfirmed at best. The rebels claim she is their overall leader, however no one has spoken with her directly. We cannot confirm even if she currently exists, or if she is just a hoax by the rebel leaders to gather support.

Vladimir Medvedev
Bio: from what reports we have it seems that Vladimir is indeed alive and somewhere on Volstog. From the reports it seems he’s planning on organizing and arming the rebels into an effective fighting force. Recommend he be killed on sight.

Katia
Bio: we don’t know much about the sniper commando known only as Katia, but her assassination of multiple high ranking members of the party in high security meetings means that we can’t be safe anywhere until she is eliminated.

You may want to consider naming your warp users "soothe seers". It isn't exactly a Japanese term more Chinese but it may be at least a good term to use to call an astropath by if not warp users in general.

Well so far the only warp users I have in any of my armies are Dostyevsky (not really a shinshiman, maybe from Volstog) and Toki (obviously from fenris) there aren't really any shinshiman warp users that I plan on making at the moment, but I'll keep that in mind.


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I was going to post this earlier, but there was a fire on my floor just as I was typing it up.

I'll write some fluff for this stuff as soon as my hands stop shaking. this is the second fire in two days, Real Life BAU if you're reading this we need you!

Nice clean conversion of a Bassie into a Griffon. It's also just different enough that you could call it a Medusa also (or put a plastic tube over the barrel end to make the barrel just as wide as the gun chamber body and maybe 1" longer).

hey Guys I've got the list ready for the Red Alert inspired army: link
also I've got Kasmerov the Imprisoned ready, I know it's basically Crow but some interesting fluff will follow.

his basic rundown is that he was an inquisitor accused of heresy by his interrogator who wanted to get him out of the way. while the charges were unfounded no one really cared, so the inquisitor and his retinue were sentenced to inclusus teribles basically being being imprisoned in a suit of armor as a living statue to guard the sanctum of his former interrogator. it's similar to archo flagellation, but a bit different.

EDIT: here's the point total so far: Samurai: 1325 Vikings: 1120 Rebels: 150+500 point handicap=650

I'm not sure how that's RA themed, but cool. Nice job so far, been looking at inquisitorial henchmen bands for help for my RA3 list too. Have to take either IG allies or Coteaz though

well it's basically the steel ronin, but I think it's evolved to the point that this army will be inspired by RA. Also I seem to have strayed into Mass Effect, because two of my squad leaders are Quarians:

in the fluff they'll be ice nomads who wander the wastes outside Volstog's under ice cities. speaking of fluff I don't think I'll be able to get many models assembled this weekend with my parents coming to visit, so I'll be writing all the fluff for this stuff this weekend.

this is a fun little blog keep up the good work.

Jezze I just can't keep my word can I? I've got some intro fluff for Kasmerov the imprisoned:
Around former inquisitor Kasmerov as an endless void of nothingness, the dream world he lived in most of what could now be considered his life. As torturous as it was to live in nothingness the times when he left here were worse. In reality he was sealed inside a suit of ornamental power armor, cybernetics kept him alive, and when his dark master wanted they would turn him into a killing machine to slaughter the innocent wholesale. The suit stood outside the palace of Valerian Reznove, his former interrogator, and when he flipped a switch Kasmerov and the other twenty of his acolytes would be able to move, and were pumped full of frenzon to the point that they were forced into a berserk rage. Perhaps it had been keeping a retinue of psychers that had made it so easy for Reznove to accuse him of heresy, but in truth Kasmerov was on the cusp of discovering the fall of his own interrogator. It was that accursed blade’s fault, the inquisitor was sure it was tainted.
“Kasmerov, are you there?” a female voice said.
“who’s there? Are you just another figment of my imagination like the others?” sometimes kasmerov would swear he could hear his acolytes screaming out for him, but he couldn’t respond.
“no old friend, I am not.” A figure in the suited garb of an ice nomad materialized in front of him. Her face was covered by the nomad’s traditional helmet.
“great now I’m seeing ice scrapers. What do you want?”
“tomorrow there will be a protest outside the palace. Reznov will activate you for sure, but I’ve turned off your auto injectors. You and your men will be free from his control. When he activates you lead your men to the surface and find my crawler one click to the south of the city.”
“and just who are you?”
“a friend Kasmerov, a friend.”

Interesting. This is turning into a full-blown narrative! just add all of the previous posts together and fill in some blank spots with GS and whammo! A short story!

Nice!

hey got the first half of a purifier squad done, plus fluff:
The sun had just begun to shine through the ice dome covering the city, and already a massive crowd had gathered in front of the palace. From the highest tower Valarian Reznove surveyed the crowd. Standing next to him was his son Valarian the 2nd. “father shall I activate the statues?”
“my thoughts exactly son, show them what it means to defy me.” Valerian the 2nd strode over to a large red button and pressed it. all according to plan.
“pardon me father but I’d rather go visit mother than watch this boring one sided fight.”
“fine, you never had the stomach to witness the hard decisions anyway. Enjoy your time in the menagerie.”
Down below the twenty one imprisoned activated. At first they tensed up, waiting for the berserk rage of the frenzon they so hated. After a few minutes they looked around at each other, something had gone right. “men, our injectors have been disabled.” Kasmerov announced to his acolytes. “movement pattern scattered wind, rally point a crawler one click south of the city.” The men nodded and split up into their five man scattered wind escape groups. Each would take a different route to the rally point to minimize the chances that they would all be captured or killed. The four groups took off in four different directions as Kasmerov strode up to one of the protestors. “tell me, what are you protesting?”
The man trembled in fear, everyone knew of the brutality of the palace statues, and even when they did not attack it made people uneasy. “a man was arrested for taking fence posts to feed his stove, he is to be executed tomorrow. We want him freed.”
“is lack of fuel a common problem?”
“lack of food, fuel, medicine, hope, these are the problems facing a modern Volstogan.”
“thank you, I shall try to amend these problems as best I can.” Kasmerov walked away from the man, who was still trembling, and began walking his own scattered wind path. At the back door of the palace a man in the garb of an ice nomad peeked his head out the door, checked to see that the way was clear, and dashed off to an unknown location.




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last transmission of penal reeducation outpost "gulag"
sir, we have a problem here. the prisoners are in open revolt. we believe the terrorist organization know as "the brotherhood of the sword" has armed them and they are demanding immediate release. from what we can tell most of them are armed with flack tubes, and our defenses cannot hold out much longer. (sound of explosions and lasfire) oh emperor they're here.

hello valarian, I'm sure you're listening. this is the black shadow, leader of the brotherhood of the sword. this is the first act of our little revolution, and the curtain closes with you're impaled body. sleep well great man, for above your head hangs a sword on a string, and that string only has one hair left before the sword drops. good night oh king, because tomorrow is a new day for Volstog.

the only obtainable image of this "Black Shadow" (my CCS)


what the rioting prisoners look like. (my missile launchers)