However the burning question on nobody's mind except mine is..... Jaeger or Metzger? who's the hardest? Sadly I think the Metzger would get totally pummelled but hey ho.
To recap film...ace...go watch!!!
Have just got back from the cinema and I have to say Pacific Rim is pretty damned awesome. Giant robotic killing machines for the win I say.
However the burning question on nobody's mind except mine is..... Jaeger or Metzger? who's the hardest? Sadly I think the Metzger would get totally pummelled but hey ho.
To recap film...ace...go watch!!!
It's been a busy old couple of weeks with not much hobby time in there. However I did finally got round to taking some half decent photos today for the site. Iv'e updated the Relevant pages on the site but here is a little bit of Dreadfleet and Dystopian Wars. The Dreadfleet mat certainly makes the models look good. Now all I need to do is actually finish them all.
Also I've been experimenting with some social media buttons which you can see on the home page. I've gone a bit more steampunk with them so would be interested to see what people think.
This year so far has been mentally busy with all manner of day to day life type things getting on top of me. This is in part cos that's the nature of things but also because of my woeful ability to organise my thoughts and actions, which I'm sure many of you have noticed by now. This stops here!!!!!
I have so many projects simmering away including comics, miniatures and world domination plots that I've decided to get my arse in gear and actually sort things out. As such over the next few weeks I will be running a series of blog posts about key things on my mind and desk.
For starters I will be displaying at Thought Bubble again this year so will be doing a lot of work on Cornelius as well as a few other very cool comic projects. I will also be working on the Cornelius game and trying to get the rules and some miniatures done for that. No small task I hear you say but I'm determined to get things cooking this year.
As for other miniatures. I have decided to stop being quite such a butterfly and set some targets and goals. Firstly I won't be attempting Golden Demon as I originally intended due to the arrogance of a certain company who shall remain nameless. I will channel this effort into finishing some of my other projects. Namely my 15mm Gruntz force, Dystopian Wars Prussians, and my Infinity Ariadnas. My only dalliances into GW territory will be for Dreadfleet and Epic.
So as you can see I have a lot of things to do but if i manage them correctly then I dont see any reason why they can't be done. Next post will be about the comics projects and Thought Bubble so watch this space.
Picked up a few more bits for the Prussian fleet recently. Namely some tiny fliers and some Reiver Cruisers. This brings my fleet up to a healthy 1020 points. Still got a way to go before I can compete with some of the Twitter guys but hopefully be there before too long.
The Cruisers are just a straight forward addition to the navy that fill a nice little gap between the frigates and the dreadnought and will be based up accordingly. The tiny fliers on the other hand are a totally different kettle of fish.
Now from the very outset I had decided that this Prussian force was going to be ocean based with no land forces, so the fliers all needed to reflect this.
As with all the units the level of detail on the tiny flier bases is fantastic however the look of the planes stuck to the bases really doesn't do anything for me. The solution I decided was to 'free them' as I've heard it called around the internet. I wasn't sure this would work due to the size etc, but was surprised at how easily they could be cut off with an X-acto saw. Once separated I decided to have a little experiment and make a recon plane which will eventually be used alongside the Blucher Dreadnought.
Below is the result of this experiment. I based it it using the same greenstuffing techniques I use on the ships, this way it ties all the models in together nicely. As for the plane itself it has a few little bits of shaped plastic rod glued to the underside to give it the appearance of one of the WW2 naval recon planes. This was then simply drilled and pined onto the base.
Will post some more pics when I get round to it.
A few weeks back I wrote a blog about my intentions to make a Mercenary contingent for Dystopian Wars in the form of Captain Nemo and the Nautilus. Well I've been stuck as to which form of the Nautilus I should base it on! There may be a ray of hope however as the other day someone on Twitter brought a different submarine to my attention. 'The Ulysses' from Disney's film Atlantis The Lost Empire.
You can see from the pictures below that Ulysses is a pretty massive vessel, and would be quite formidable if translated directly to Dystopian Wars. As such I intend to make One Battleship sized Nautilus and a small flotilla of escort sized ships. They will be an amalgam of this and bits of the other Nautilus vessels I mentioned in my previous blog.
As soon as I get some more details I'll keep you posted.
I recently entered a fan fiction short story competition over at The Shell Case. I entered a piece called 'Escape from Madness' which is a story I've had in my head for years. Its based around my long suffering Space Marine chapter I invented many moons ago, called the Crimson Shadows. I wasn't fortunate enough to win as there were some fantastic entries and I am by no means a writer. The winner being a fantastic piece called 'The Bone Carver' by Patrick Burdine (@somnicidal). I will however be featured in the Shell Case Shorts Anthology along with @JamesMEWilson who wrote a Dystopian Wars based story called 'Traitor'. Anyway without further ado here is Escape from Madness.
Hope you enjoy.
Escape from Madness
A blood curdling scream filled the air. In it self this was nothing extraordinary among the dark corridors of Commoragh. The source of the scream however was a different matter. The broken body of the Haemonculus lie crumpled on the floor, like a ragdoll tossed down a flight of stairs by its owner.
The dark streets of Commoragh are a twisted parody of the thoroughfares of mankind. Littered with the sadistic cast offs of the Dark Eldar race they are enough to make a normal man run and cower in sheer terror.
A giant of a man ran naked through the streets, in stark contrast to his surroundings. The horror not even registering on his determined mind.
Occasionally he would meet one of the filthy xeno blocking his path, but they never lived long enough to realise. A snapped neck or compacted breast bone making swift work of them.
It was quiet, too quiet. Where was everyone? The seven foot man hunkered down behind some crates while he decided upon his next move.
It was a rare event indeed that would unite the citizens of Commoragh in relative peace. Today however was just such an occurrence. The Harlequins had come to visit!!
All the Houses of the Dark Eldar had gathered in the main square to witness the event. A Harlequin troupe hadn’t visited Commoragh for nearly three hundred years. Nobody knew why they had chosen this day to visit, or even if there was a reason, but that was not important. The Harlequins were to be treated with respect and reverence, for they knew things and had witnessed sights that no mere mortal could ever comprehend.
The giant of a man rose from behind the crates and looked around, made the sign of the Aquila on his chest and finished his prayer
Inter Nomino De Imperator
Proelier Quoad Obitus
He sniffed the air noticing something different. A difference that a normal human would never detect. With the heightened senses of the emperors finest however this was normal. The naked space marine stood in the street trying to remember what the smell was. Then he remembered! The Webway!! There was an open webway portal to the north. He had no idea why this was the case but to him it meant escape!!!!
The Harlequin troupe stood on the perimeter of a circular stage in the centre of Commoragh’s main square. Their backs to the webway portal in the centre. Thousands of Dark Eldar surrounded them watching intently. The Harlequins faceless visages giving off no hint as to their thoughts or emotions. It would not be long now.
The space marine had circled his way round to the far side of the city square where he stood in a darkened doorway taking in the events before him. His Reclusiarch had told him about the Harlequins, and how no human had ever seen their re-enactment of the great fall. This was not the time for such things, as he had to find a way to get to the centre of the stage and through the webway portal, somehow bypassing the several thousand strong mass of Dark Eldar warriors. A plan needed to be formulated and fast.
Unbeknownst to everyone in Commoragh the Harlequins were aware of the Space Marines presence. His name was Umbricius Flaccus. High lord and Chapter Master of the Crimson Shadows. Ironically his capture and subsequent internment by the Dark Eldar is deemed a pivot point in history by the Harlequins for reasons only they can understand.
Little is known of the Crimson Shadows history prior to their home planet of Eden being virus bombed by the Nurgle fleet of Scabius Bilerot. This single event wiped out over three quarters of the chapter, as those unfortunate enough to not be conflagrated by the initial impact were slowly warped into hideous Nurgle spawn by the pestilence released. Within hours all biological mass on the once verdant planet had been transformed into a sickening soup of vitriolic ichors.
The reason such a large proportion of the chapter was destroyed was due to the chapter celebrating founder’s day. A huge feast whereby the entire chapter gather to give praise to their founding fathers. Founder’s day was the biggest celebration in the Crimson Shadows diary. Where small contingents of the chapter were sent out on pilgrimages, to various sites of importance to the founders.
It was such a pilgrimage that led to Lord Flaccus being held captive in Commoragh.
Lord Flaccus’s retinue set out on their pilgrimage to Baal, the home of their primarch Sanguinius. As was the duty of the chapter master!
They had taken the usual route through the Hengeris system when they were set upon by a Dark Eldar raider fleet. The reasoning behind this attack is unknown, but the single Space Marine barge did not go down easily, despite the superior numbers. Four Dark Eldar vessels were destroyed before they managed to get into boarding range. Once within range, wave after wave of warriors boarded the stricken Space Marine vessel, only to be beaten back by the hardened veterans within. Lord Flaccus’s retinue fought valiantly, killing dozen xenos for every fallen brother. After a protracted battle the last man left was Lord Flaccus himself. His mighty twin headed power axe sweeping back and forth. Slaying and dismembering the finest the Archon could throw at him with each stroke.
Lord Flaccus was the mightiest warrior of the chapter. Bedecked in the finest armour the chapter could provide. However he knew that even he could not defeat the force surrounding him single handed. The enemy would pay for this! Lord Flaccus raised his axe and charged head long into the wall of xenos.
‘For Sanguinius and the Emperor.’
He bellowed as his shoulder plate crushed the first Eldar. That was the last thing Lord Flaccus remembered!
The next year was like a dream. Drifting in and out of consciousness pumped with a cocktail of drugs by the sadistic Haemonculus he would later break. Lord Flaccus contemplated this quietly as he hid from view in the main square of Commoragh. Wondering the reasons behind his capture, he at first assumed they were after information, but he didn’t remember being questioned in anyway. After thinking about this for what seemed an age the only logical solution he could think of was they did it because they wanted to!! The Dark Eldar captured and tortured purely because they could!!!
Such heinous acts were an affront to the Emperor and must be dealt with accordingly. First however Lord Flaccus would need to escape this place and return home so he could re-equip and muster his marines. Little did he know that they were no more!!!
He assessed the mass before him calculating the safest route to the webway portal at the centre of the stage. It didn’t look good! Between him and safety were several thousand Dark Eldar warriors and wyches and a troupe of Harlequins.
The Harlequin Shadowseer sensed the Space Marines thoughts and decided now would be a good time to act. At the psychic prompting of the Shadowseer the Harlequin troupe began to slowly dance around the stage, projecting holographic images around themselves depicting the history of the Eldar race. The Dark Eldar onlookers were entranced as if hypnotised by the fluid motions of the performers. A distraction just as the Shadowseer intended.
Having picked up on the attentiveness of the crowd Lord Flaccus decided now would be the best time to make his move. He skirted around the back the nearest onlookers until he reached one of the many columns dotted around the square. The strange material the columns were constructed from seemed to absorb all surrounding light leaving the base shrouded in perpetual shadow. Ideal for the purposes of the fugitive Space Marine!
The Harlequins continued their dance slowly unveiling the excesses indulged by the Eldar race eons ago. All the while Umbricius Flaccus careful moved from shadowy pillar to shadowy pillar careful to stay out of sight at all times. The Harlequins dance had started to pick up speed as they re-enacted the steady decline into madness and depravity. The crowd had started to sway imperceptibly in time with the actions of the performers as the performance started to build towards the Great Fall itself.
Lord Flaccus had managed to work his way through the majority of the crowd and was only a short sprint from stage itself. His thoughts now moved from the Dark Eldar to the Harlequins themselves. How would he get past them? They were an unknown entity at the best of times but this was definitely out of the ordinary even for a Space Marine chapter master. His thoughts were interrupted by the movement of something close by. A grotesque had spotted his movement and was moving in to investigate. Lord Flaccus considered his move. Should he try to remain hidden or should he confront the grotesque creation. Everybody else remained transfixed on the show before them so the Space Marine took his opportunity and lunged. His fist caught the grotesque clean in the throat. The creature gurgled and slumped to the floor.
The Shadowseer gave a wry smile to himself as the naked Space Marine felled the twisted abomination. He silently ordered the troupe to continue the dance so as to keep the rest of the Dark Eldar distracted. The Space Marine must escape!!
Lord Flaccus leapt over the body of the Grotesque only to be confronted by four more of the monstrosities. He deftly sidestepped a clumsy jab from the first grotesque and turned to head butt the second who was now directly in front of him. His victim stumbled slightly so with the augmented strength granted to him by the Emperor, he drove his knee full force into the creature’s chest. The grotesque slumped as every organ in its chest was ruptured. One down three to go!
The Harlequins were dancing in an ever more elaborate and visual manner as they represented the battle between Khaela Mensha Khaine and the Prince of Pleasure Slaanesh himself. The Shadowseer was now keeping a very close eye on the events below the stage but could not directly interfere yet as it would disrupt the show and release the entire crowd from their present distraction.
Spinning round on his heel the Space Marine right hooked the closest grotesque directly in the nose. There was a crunch of bone as the nasal bone broke and entered the brain, killing the creature instantly. Three left and nothing between Lord Flaccus and the stage, but what of the Harlequins? They had done nothing to interfere but must have surely seen him. He ran towards the stage as fast as he could ignoring everything else around him, the distance closing between him and the Webway portal.
On seeing the Space Marine running towards the stage, the Shadowseer leapt into the air with a dazzling display of coruscating lights. The Eldar race had fallen!! The show was at its climax and the stunned Dark Eldar were coming out of their transfixed state.
By the time The Archon and his dark retinue had realised there was a naked Space Marine running amongst them it was too late. Lord Umbricius Flaccus had thrown himself directly into the webway portal. Into a realm where very few humans have ever stepped, much less returned.
The Harlequins swiftly followed safe in the knowledge that their part in history had been upheld. The Space Marine could find his own way now, although the Shadowseer knew they’d meet again.
A Warhammer 40000 based piece of fan-fiction by:-
Michael Barnes (Elblondino)
I've had a brain wave!!!! Surely not I hear you say.
I'm starting to get hooked on Dystopian Wars. I think it's partly due to the Victorian Gentleman within me. That coupled with my love of comic books has given me the above mentioned brain wave.
Allies/Mercenaries!!! So what comes the response!!!
What if your mercenary naval addition happened to be Captain Nemo and the infamous Nautilus? Now that would be extremely cool!!!! This has now led me down an avenue of conundrums. Basically which style of Nautilus do I make?
Do I go for the classic Harper Goff creation from the original 20,000 leagues film?
This fantastic variation illustrated by Kevin O'Neill?
(The League of Extrordianry Gentlemen : The Black Dossier)
Or the more modern sleek look from the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen film?
All of these designs are fantastic in their own ways, however I can't decide which would look better on the tabletop with my Prussian fleet. Of course I could build them all and pretend Nemo has a whole fleet of them?!?!? Decisions Decisions.
Would love to know what anyone's views are on this.
Firstly I'd like to say a big Merry Christmas to everyone out there. Hope Santa brought you some funky stuff.
Had a busy last couple of weeks so never got round to showing you all my new additions. First up is the old school Ogre I won from the Wargaming Trader
The photo doesn't do it proper justice, the paint job is gorgeous.
Also received just before Christmas is this little dude. The Britanan St Nik from Tor Gaming. This was another of my Christmas Twitter winnings. Lady luck certainly shone this month.
A fantastically detailed model with loads of character which I 'can't wait to get stuck into. I will definitely be investing in his fellow puppets as soon as I can!!
As I have the rest of December off work for a change I will make a concerted effort to get some work done on this and my Dystopian Wars miniatures. Once I've done some more work on my comics that is.
Enjoy your Christmas folks.
Well here they are my first Dystopian Wars models have arrived!! They actually came the other day but I've only just got round to looking at them. As these are my first Spartan Games models I wasn't totally sure what to expect. I've seen pictures before but not the actual models, and I have to say I am heartily impressed!! The level of detail is fantastic, the airships in particular I could sit and stare at for ages.
The models are made of resin, which is to a very high finish. With only a very small amount of trimming needed that I can see, and no air bubbles.
One other point that struck me is the flying bases. Now in the past flying bases have been a bane of mine, as they seem to break at the slightest little thing or just look tacky. These however are a totally different kettle of fish. The base and rod are both clear acrylic and are pretty robust. They are thick enough to be fit for purpose but not so thick as to look odd. The diagonal lines etched into the base are a nice touch as well and will save the use of another template.
So to sum up, Spartan Games have excelled themselves with the Quality, Style, and Detail of these models and I cant wait to get stuck into the nitty gritty of painting them.
I'll blog the full process as I paint these beauties up ready for combat.
As promised. I am starting a series of blogs based upon my new forays into wargaming. As stated I have been GW man for years, but have now decided to cast my gaze upon other manufacturers. The first of these is Dystopian Wars!!!
I've been eyeing this game up for some time now. The concept of teeny tiny troops in one shape or another is highly appealing to me. Particularly naval battles as I was always making huge fleets in Command & Conquer. So combine all this with a healthy dollop of steampunk and you've got me hooked.
As I mentioned the other day I've bought my first models and they are winging their way to me now. I decided to go for Prussians in the end as I feel the Prussian Navy looks the most realistic and business like.
Below are a couple of my first units. Which I have chosen merely because I think they look cool. If you click on the pics It will take you to the relevant page on the Spartan Games website.
I simply had to have some airships and there will be more appearing in my army.
Now the next step besides the boring waiting part is to sort out a colour scheme and how I'm going to make wave effect bases.
Watch this space for the continuing saga!!!!!