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    Wargaming, Roleplaying, Board gaming, '80's hair bands, classic rock, speed metal, thrash metal, death metal, cutting meat and cooking good food for friends and family.

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  1. Lovingly done as usual good sir. I like 'em.
  2. May I recommend clear two part epoxy to not only hold the form together but to secure it to the plinth while it cures. Now I have not used it with plastic but I am sure it would work the same. I used it on insulation foam that was first given a layer of clear packing tape.
  3. Love me some necromunda and we have played quite a few campaigns over the years. My gf absolutely dominated one of the campaigns with her escher. Another time she ended up restarting her gang a few times due to some serious injuries and deaths. Allot of the game, imo is down to risk management and luck of course because dice are fickle and we all know it. I hope to see some batreps this time if you guys really get into the game. They are fun to write and to read.
  4. Met Chris and the band in some club in the Seattle area in 1987 when he and all the guys were still doing stuff with other bands. They were all good guys but I was in awe of Chris and his voice. He was a good front man, not the best in the business or anything but really good when he was really on. I, along with my buddies at the time, probably saw those guys 30 times in clubs and bars. They put on a great show in those days doing song like loud love, hunted down and tears to forget. They also started doing alt versions of more popular songs like outshined and hands all over. They were grungy and it was great. Peace be with you man. R.I.P. Chris.
  5. Thanks guys. Not sure when I will get back to these but it shouldn't be too long, as things go anyway.
  6. Nice job ya thievin' freeboota! Table looks good even from that side. Boy, we really need to get some paint on our mobs, then these games, pics and write-ups really will be epic!
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    Not sure what it is but I am really liking that KS exclusive one, Paolo and Francesca. Going to watch this even closer as it gets close, it ends on my next payday....grrr....I shall see.
  8. Yup, not a fan of the sword either but you gave this a nice paintjob.
  9. Glad you like some of this stuff kind sir. Hope I can keep a small portion of your attention with one of my projects. I agree with you on the GW stuff, their Orks are just something fantastic to play with, model and use. Especially in a game like this where some of the truly orky things come out, gunz blowing up in your face because your ammo jammed, vehicles loosing control, spinning and running over your own boy that just jumped out of the trukk to go get a pile of scrap, or the truly orky and spectacular event of your thruster sticking and carrying you and your trukk completely across and off the far side of the board on the first turn of the game! All with nothing you can do about any of it, except laugh with the orks. I can only build like this for the orks. You may think this absurd but it is absolutely true. Everything else is just too precise and the lines need to be perfectly straight and things need to all be the same length and diameter and blah, blah, blah. While orks do know how to do all those things, they only do it when it really matters, completely sealed suits for deep space for instance. Trukks, buggies and bikes are more of a thrown together to last long enough to get us to the enemy type of thing. That I can do. Alright, on to the update for today, first up I finished off the nobs. They all have heads, weapons, other equipment and I did end up adding one for a total of five now, just for variety. Nobs are easy to tell from the boyz, if you know what to look for. First off they are larger than boyz, it may only be a small bit but big enough to make a difference to the ork boyz thats for sure. Secondly they have some of the best equipment and wargear because they are big enough to take it. Third, and most importantly, they carry nob poles on their backs to let everyone else know they are the ones in charge. On the left we have a nob with a shoota, stikkbombz and a choppa, center nob with a slugga, stikkbombz and a choppa, then on the right with a slugga and choppa These next two have a 'uge choppa and a slugga, the one on the right is armed with a choppa, shield and a six shoota. The two spanners, now with goff-y heads, armor and weapons. You can tell these are spanners by their mek poles coming off their back and the backpacks stuffed with all sorts of mek boy gubbins and goodies. These have a pretty standard goff type of load out, one with slugga and choppa the other with slugga and club. Next up we have some slightly less goff-y boyz, you can tell they are slightly less goff-y because they are using long range shootin' weapons instead of getting up close and personal with the enemy. That being said, these goff boyz are still 'arder than most boyz any day of the week. Left to right we have a shoota, a blunderbuss, a kannon and another shoota, they have some other equipment between them as well but nothing special. Now we move onto the really goff-y boyz, all armed for hand-to-hand and all dead proppa fighters. Left to right, slugga & choppa, slugga & choppa, flail, a slugga & stikkbombz, slugga & choppa. Next three, left to right, six shoota & choppa, choppa & slugga, Six shoota & choppa. Last three, left to right, a slugga, a choppa & stikkbombz, "uge choppa, a slugga & a choppa, club & slugga. That actually completes the build portion of this mob which means they are going to get set aside for a bit. I needed to build them for this weekend as we are having a large test game with multiple people and I needed another mob. I will go back to working on some Diggas, at least until I have a good variety of them finished for gaming then I may jump back to these for a bit. Thanks for looking guys and gals, see you soon.
  10. My son and I have been on a journey over the last nine months to play a campaign of Gorkamorka. Why so long you ask? Well, we decided that we really wanted to do it right and build terrain and mobs and vehicles from scratch. Sure we could have just played with some of the terrain I already had and lord knows I have enough orks to play a game, or thirty, of gomo but we wanted something to do together. We started by building a massive amount of terrain, WAY more than we could ever use on even four tables of gomo but we wanted variety and versatility. That thread can be found here, very pic heavy. After that was finished we started building mobs and playing games to get the rules down before we really start our campaign with our gaming group. I have been starting project logs for a few of them, here are the Diggas where I built their trukk and the mob itself. I have started painting them here but had to briefly put them on hold to build another mob for a test game coming up soon. That trukk and mob build can be found here, they are the Goffs and they are proud of it. This is probably our twelfth game or so, we are really starting to get the rules down and games are much quicker than our first couple. It had been a solid twelve or more years since I had played a game but once we started most of the rules came right back. This game took us less than an hour total, that was from table set up to post game book keeping. Granted this was a very quick and non bloody game so that helped quite a bit. Alright, here we go...3...2...1.... The dessert spread out far and wide before Gorbad and crew as they hurtled across the sand in their brand new trukk, it had only been crashed once before the meks sold it to him for only twenty teef. Pretty good deal since the mek had originally said he couldn't sell it for less than twenty-two. Gorbad smiled to himself, he had some hagglin' skills to rival a Deathskull, that was for sure. Sweat rolled into his eyes causing him to snap back to the moment as he wiped the sting from his eyes and the sand from his face. Overhead the sun beat down as relentlessly as ever, it was early day but the temp was already climbing to almost unbearable even for an ork such as himself. There was never a moment of respite on this world he thought. All the hardship,fighting and scraping was good for his lads though, gave them something to do and kept the yoofs out of trouble. Gorbad was snapped back to reality again as Grimgut, the new spanner and driver of the new trukk, was screaming something that he couldn't hear over the roar of the centrally mounted engine. Grimgut was now frantically pointing in the direction they were headed. Before Gorbad could turn to see what was out there Snazbad, the new yoof of the mob, was frantically tugging on his arm. "Wat!?!" bellowed Gorbad at the light green yoof. "Boss, I seez somethin'!", Snazbad was also pointing in the direction they were headed. Sneering at the yoof but holding off from smackin' him across the back of his skull for fear of finding a soft spot Gorbad was finally able to turn his attention to the desert in front of them. A large ramp down into the skid could be seen and right at the bottom of it, some no good stinkin' Freebootas! A smile crept onto Gorbad's face, "Hit the Red Button! he screamed at Grimgut. The trukk bounced across the rough desert ground and all the boyz roared in their excitement. (Here are a couple shots of the terrain we are playing over before anything was deployed.) (Here are the forces deployed.) (The freebootas) (The Goffs) Those git Freebootas was caught out in da desert diggin' scrap like a bunch a grots thought Gorbad, his smile gettin' bigger, and more full of sand by the second. The thunderous roar of his new trukk and boyz musta scared them no good Freebootas, before Gorbad and 'is boyz could get to 'em and give 'em a good whoopin' they was in they trukk and tryin' ta get away. Their good for nothin' bad mek was behind the controls of the vehicle and hittin' the Big Red Button before he even had the gas engine started! Their vehicle lurched ahead straight toward The Last Rock forcing their mek to slam on the breaks. Gorbad was yellin' for Grimgut to t-bone them but somehow over the roar of the engine his message was lost and the new spanner skid stopped the trukk sideways, headed straight for the side of the cliff. Both mobs crammed to the sides of their trukks facing the other mob and let loose with every ranged weapon they could bring to bare. The bad mek, still without his gas engine started, was smooshing the Big Red Button nonstop! In an amazing turn of luck all this accomplished was that the low ridin' git wagon spun 'round and faced almost straight at the center of a large dune of soft sand. Gorbad saw that this was the moment he needed and once again he yelled for Grimgut to ram the stinkin' Freebootas while they were in a bad position. The spanner must have heard this time as he skillfully turned the new trukk 'round the right way and Gorbad could hear the thrusters begin to whine up, the vehicle lurched forward and then stopped. Gorbad, once again, whirled to see what the new spanner was doin' only to see him pulling out a hammer and beatin' on the Red Button....he must not be strong enough to push it he thought. He ducked just in time as he saw Zogstruk, the new gunner of the new trukk, fire the harpoon gun at the enemy. He wrenched his head around just in time to see the massive harpoon glance off the engine and stick in the sand. Then the roar of weapon fire was deafening as once more both mobs opened fire with everything they could. Gorbad's heart jumped in his chest as he saw the Kaptin' fall face first from their low ridin' trukk. His joy didn't last any longer than a few quick heartbeats as the tough old git crawled back into da trukk, the bad mek started his gas engine and tore off across the desert, followed by blasts from their thrusters taking them almost out of range to even think about chasing after them. Gorbad screamed at Grimgut to give her everything she had and catch up to them before they were too far away. The spanner revved the gas engine, threw it into gear, spun the vehicle around to give chase and mashed the Red Button only to loose control and skid to a stop facing the cliff and a tank trap. Gorbad watched as the no good Freebootin' gits sped off out of sight with a trukk full of scrap.... Needless to say, I(Gorbad and the goffs) did not win this one. My son did exactly what he had to do to win, get off the table with the most scrap, and win he did. It was a fun, funny, orky game, full of awesomely horrible dice rolls for both of us. However, in a game like this sometimes that will actually make for a much more entertaining game. Gorbad, his back against the side of the armored crew compartment, slid down until his bottom was on the bed of his new trukk. He began fumblin' through his cigar pouch searching for the only thing that may help him feel a little better about his life choices at the moment. At last he found it, the last stump of his last cigar. He brought it to his mouth and began searchin' for his lighter in his chest pocket. He found it, quickly pulled it out, struck it and nothing happened. Gorbad looked at the heavy, metal lighter and saw that it had caught a bullet, at least he could rely on someone in his mob he thought before he roared and threw it at Snazbad, hitting him behind his right ear. The yoof crumpled like a grot under a slavers whip. Gorbad and the other boyz roared in laughter. Hope you enjoyed it as much as we did...
  11. Thanks malefactus, funny you say that because the boy and I were talking about some of the things that we thought about while building all of this terrain, we decided that MAYBE once we had played a campaign or two of gomo and a year or two had passed that we may revisit this project. Thank you sir. Feels good to get it all finished and stand back and admire our handy work.
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    I find all of these to be pretty fantastic really. I have never been a huge fan of busts but these really have me interested. I am teetering on the edge of pledging.
  13. Congrats! Nothing like winning a gaming or painting event to put some spring into your step for awhile.
  14. Interesting take on a khornate warrior that is for sure. I'll keep an eye on this to see how it ends up as I am interested.
  15. I don't really know much about dwarves but I am pretty sure they don't have I missing something about dwarven anatomy??? Anyway this does look good, keep up the good work.