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Hollismason
Jun 30, 2007
FEEL FREE TO DISREGARD THIS POST

It is guaranteed to be lazy, ignorant, and/or uninformed.
I kind of hope Warhammer 40k get's the Fantasy treatment and soon, the rumours for Fantasy are loving crazy right now.

quote:


Pro-tip : best place to get a date if you really want one is a Gay Straight Alliance conference.

There are more straight people than gay people there XD

Well just my few tours there eight numbers and me saying no everytime.



Finally got to use my Airbrush I got and it is super easy to use after I got over the initial turn model into pile of goop sludge looking thing.

Hollismason fucked around with this message at 23:58 on Jan 9, 2015

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Zark the Damned
Mar 9, 2013


Kinda liking this, though I think it'd be better with actual arms with guns on them rather than Rifleman style guns bolted on the side. Possibly there'll be more options.

So, once they've churned out a couple dozen Legion specific variants, I wonder what they'll do for the Furibundus?

LordAba
Oct 22, 2012

by FactsAreUseless

Zark the Damned posted:

Kinda liking this, though I think it'd be better with actual arms with guns on them rather than Rifleman style guns bolted on the side. Possibly there'll be more options.

This here is the cool ranch variant. I know they have the zesty taco in the works, and rumors are pointing to a nacho cheese.

Cataphract
Sep 10, 2004

Fun Shoe
^^^ :captainpop: ^^^ wtf hollismason?

Also does anyone have a good lead on heads I could use for unhelmeted heresy night lords. Looking for long hair gaunt skin... Edward scissorhands poo poo.

Hollismason
Jun 30, 2007
FEEL FREE TO DISREGARD THIS POST

It is guaranteed to be lazy, ignorant, and/or uninformed.
It's from the How to get a Date thread on Dakka, it's the endless gift of giving. I finally got my Necron's to look like I wanted which was a pearlescent white, all it took was buying a 225 dollar Airbrush.

So yeah if you want to paint something white, Airbrush. ( Seriously, I love this loving thing I painted 20 Chaos Marines in like 3 hours with it.)

The Sex Cannon
Nov 22, 2004

Eh. I'm pretty content with my current logo.
Sup, hams? I hope y'all like pictures. These are all from an Apoc game I attended last weekend. The Steel Legion are mine. Highlights from the game include:
- Transcendent C'Tan being taken out turn 1 by Sternguard.
- 9 Obliterators and 5 Deamon Princes precision deep striking in my backfield and managing to not kill a single thing, not even a Chimera.
- My Shadowsword taking out 4 Land Raiders, a Spartan, a Baneblade, a bunker, a void shield generator, and surviving point-blank shots from 3 combi-melta terminators and 2 obliterators, and then several subsequent turns of shooting and CC as it took a while to take them all out.
- My Master of Ordnance killing a loving Warhound Titan.
- The guy with the Imperial Fists next to me not losing a single marine the whole battle, and having a TL AC dreadnought tie up a Bloodthirster for three turns in CC.

My team lost, but the corner defended by the Steel Legion and the Imperial Fists rejected all invaders with contemptuous ease.

My pictures:
http://imgur.com/a/7O11m

The organizer's picture albums:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/tjkopena/sets/72157650067756576/
https://www.flickr.com/photos/tjkopena/sets/72157650148319505/

The Battle Report written by the organizer:
http://www.rocketshipgames.com/blogs/tjkopena/2015/01/40k-apocalypse-the-fall-of-kimball-prime/

SRM
Jul 10, 2009

~*FeElIn' AweS0mE*~
That game looks bonkers. I love the temple that's just a giant skull, that's peak 40k.

BULBASAUR
Apr 6, 2009




Soiled Meat
The best part about those pictures? Everyone looks normal. Looks like a great game dude, now I want to play badly :(

Recoome
Nov 9, 2013

Matter of fact, I'm salty now.
Transcendent C'tan are absolutely loving nuts, a teammate deep striked one behind enemy lines and just tore poo poo up, like even Knights it was insane.

TheChirurgeon
Aug 7, 2002

Remember how good you are
Taco Defender
Finished my sorcerer. This was a pretty easy conversion, but I really wanted to keep following the Black Legion supplement, so I needed a dude that I could paint a blue cape on. Fortunately, this dude is pretty perfect for a sorcerer with a bit of conversion (or a Dark Apostle but I'll save my other DV Champion for that when I get to word bearers).


BirdieBedtime
Apr 1, 2011
^^ fuckin owns

I feel like this is a good pose, but there's a little part of my brain telling me that something's wrong with it. What do y'all think?

BULBASAUR
Apr 6, 2009




Soiled Meat
It's the elbow. Chop the arm off where it connects underneath the shoulderpad and rotate it about 45 degrees to the right. Cool pose though, it'll own once you're done with it!

drgnvale
Apr 30, 2004

A sword is not cutlery!

BirdieBedtime posted:

^^ fuckin owns

I feel like this is a good pose, but there's a little part of my brain telling me that something's wrong with it. What do y'all think?



His arm is hosed up, bent at a weird angle.

SRM
Jul 10, 2009

~*FeElIn' AweS0mE*~

TheChirurgeon posted:

Finished my sorcerer. This was a pretty easy conversion, but I really wanted to keep following the Black Legion supplement, so I needed a dude that I could paint a blue cape on. Fortunately, this dude is pretty perfect for a sorcerer with a bit of conversion (or a Dark Apostle but I'll save my other DV Champion for that when I get to word bearers).




This guy rules. That model really does well for conversions into cool characters. What do you have in mind for the Dark Apostle? Here's mine:




BirdieBedtime
Apr 1, 2011

BULBASAUR posted:

It's the elbow.

I don't feel like taking another picture, but yeah, looks like that does the trick. Thanks guys.

LordAba
Oct 22, 2012

by FactsAreUseless

BirdieBedtime posted:

^^ fuckin owns

I feel like this is a good pose, but there's a little part of my brain telling me that something's wrong with it. What do y'all think?



I think him cream filling is leaking.

BULBASAUR
Apr 6, 2009




Soiled Meat

BirdieBedtime posted:

I don't feel like taking another picture, but yeah, looks like that does the trick. Thanks guys.

What are the claws on the feet?

e: As in, what bit? I wanna do a chaos raptor conversion in the future so I was curious.

BULBASAUR fucked around with this message at 06:14 on Jan 10, 2015

Drythe
Aug 26, 2012


 
Foot claws, duh.

NTRabbit
Aug 15, 2012

i wear this armour to protect myself from the histrionics of hysterical women

bitches




PantsOptional posted:

Opinion poll: of the various non-Imperial shooty basic troops (Shoota Boyz, Termagaunts, Fire Warriors, etc etc) which would be the cheapest/easiest to model as aiming their guns upward at a flyer?

Eldar Guardians can't really do it, even with the standing up legs you can't get the torso to tilt back far enough and not look broken, and on top of that the backpack doesn't let the head tilt back in any way.

Hra Mormo
Mar 6, 2008

The Internet Man
Considering the obvious Macross aesthetic of that new FW dread, I think the arms are actually supposed to be the stubby little guns on the nose while everything else is just poo poo bolted onto the shoulders, like some sort of hosed up Marauder stuck inside a flotation device.

NTRabbit
Aug 15, 2012

i wear this armour to protect myself from the histrionics of hysterical women

bitches




Hra Mormo posted:

Considering the obvious Macross aesthetic of that new FW dread, I think the arms are actually supposed to be the stubby little guns on the nose while everything else is just poo poo bolted onto the shoulders, like some sort of hosed up Marauder stuck inside a flotation device.

So what you're saying is FW took the Marine in a Centurion in a Dreadknight thing and actually made one? :aaaaa:

Eediot Jedi
Dec 25, 2007

This is where I begin to speculate what being a
man of my word costs me

Hra Mormo posted:

Considering the obvious Macross aesthetic of that new FW dread, I think the arms are actually supposed to be the stubby little guns on the nose while everything else is just poo poo bolted onto the shoulders, like some sort of hosed up Marauder stuck inside a flotation device.

I started thinking about where the gently caress would the ammo be in that thing if it wanted to fight for longer than a minute and then realised the pilot has been cored so they could fit the ammo in there.

Seirgon
Oct 23, 2010

BULBASAUR posted:

What are the claws on the feet?

e: As in, what bit? I wanna do a chaos raptor conversion in the future so I was curious.

Looks like one of the foot options from the raptor kit.

Genghis Cohen
Jun 29, 2013

The Sex Cannon posted:


- My Master of Ordnance killing a loving Warhound Titan.


That rules. I love my little forward observers. For 20 pts, shooting at a crowded table, they usually make it back over a game. It's just fun to throw templates and see what sticks.

BirdieBedtime
Apr 1, 2011

LordAba posted:

I think him cream filling is leaking.

Do you not glue your dudes with old twinkie?

And yeah, the foot is from the raptors kit.

NTRabbit
Aug 15, 2012

i wear this armour to protect myself from the histrionics of hysterical women

bitches




Leo Showers posted:

Bad news guys, it's not a Timber Wolf, it's a Rifleman

loving Stravags



Actually, it's a Deimos

panascope
Mar 26, 2005



Finally got around to painting up a replacement for my old Imperial Assassin. I love how goofy this model is, with the skull helmet, weird claw, and the Go Pro taped to his shoulder.

big_g
Sep 24, 2004

Our young men will have to shoot down their young men at the rate of four to one, if we're to keep pace at all.

panascope posted:



Finally got around to painting up a replacement for my old Imperial Assassin. I love how goofy this model is, with the skull helmet, weird claw, and the Go Pro taped to his shoulder.

Once upon a battlefield dreary, where I cowered, spent and bleary,
Within an Imperial bunker, darkly stained with dust and gore -
As I cowered, nearly shuttering, suddenly there came a sputtering
As some weapon quickly stuttering - firing at my bunker door.
"`Tis some bolter", I murmured, "firing at my bunker door -
Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And the brightly burning bastions lit the horizon by the score.
Eagerly, on freedom drunker; - vainly had I sought to hunker
In this heavy Imperial bunker - with perhaps a tunnel in the floor -
A safe and empty fortress with perhaps a tiny tunnel in the floor -
Only this and nothing more.

And the mad raving howling of each distant Space Wolf prowling
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.
So that now, to the beating of my heart, I stood entreating
"`Tis some Space Wolf there repeating, firing at my bunker door -
Some common Grey Hunter rapid-firing at my bunker door -
This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
"Marine," said I, "or Scout, your attention I implore;
The bunker walls are thick - they are made of tempered brick
And your bolters do not nick the slightest scratch or tiny score -
Not a dimple, dent, depression, dip, scratch or tiny score -
Away now, and fire no more."

Then in the bunker slumping, presently I heard a thumping
A pounding - rattling many times fiercer than before.
And soon I began to screech - the bunker wall grenades did breach;
The very gods I did beseech as the ceiling fell upon the floor -
Through the wounds poured light which danced upon the floor -
Danced amidst the sounds of war.

Then at once it stopped the violence - I was left alone with silence
Confused, I spied the reason why the shells did drop no more -
For as I began to shutter, then with many a flit and flutter
a psyber-Raven flew through the clutter to perch above the door -
Perched on the two-headed eagle just above the bunker door -
Perched and sat and nothing more.

At this I grew more craven, for the talons of the psyber-Raven
Were all over covered with bright red blood and crimson gore.
"Wretch!" I cried, "Njal hath lent thee - into this fortress has he sent thee
So that remotely may he here be - and this bunker then explore -
Scry out my exact location and this bunker then explore -"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

Then, methought, the air grew darker, the bunker now a little starker
For the uttered word brought terror as I had never felt before.
As for weapons, I knew I had none - no bolter, sword or lasgun;
No arms to stop the war's son fated to break soon through the door -
The blood-mad crazed assassin fated to break soon through the door-
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

"Be that word our sign of parting, machine or bird!" I shrieked, upstarting -
"Get thee back into the fire-fight and here spy on me no more!
For as you came unbidden - I would otherwise be here hidden -
Leave my location in this midden - quit that icon above my door!
Take thy shining metal eye, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting - still is sitting
On the pallid two-headed eagle just above the bunker door;
His metal eye has all the seeming of a psyker that is scheming,
To have my guts lie steaming in a pile upon the floor;
And now all hope has left me, crouched here upon the floor
I await the Eversor!

Icon Of Sin
Dec 26, 2008



big_g posted:

Once upon a battlefield dreary, where I cowered, spent and bleary,
Within an Imperial bunker, darkly stained with dust and gore -
As I cowered, nearly shuttering, suddenly there came a sputtering
As some weapon quickly stuttering - firing at my bunker door.
"`Tis some bolter", I murmured, "firing at my bunker door -
Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And the brightly burning bastions lit the horizon by the score.
Eagerly, on freedom drunker; - vainly had I sought to hunker
In this heavy Imperial bunker - with perhaps a tunnel in the floor -
A safe and empty fortress with perhaps a tiny tunnel in the floor -
Only this and nothing more.

And the mad raving howling of each distant Space Wolf prowling
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.
So that now, to the beating of my heart, I stood entreating
"`Tis some Space Wolf there repeating, firing at my bunker door -
Some common Grey Hunter rapid-firing at my bunker door -
This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
"Marine," said I, "or Scout, your attention I implore;
The bunker walls are thick - they are made of tempered brick
And your bolters do not nick the slightest scratch or tiny score -
Not a dimple, dent, depression, dip, scratch or tiny score -
Away now, and fire no more."

Then in the bunker slumping, presently I heard a thumping
A pounding - rattling many times fiercer than before.
And soon I began to screech - the bunker wall grenades did breach;
The very gods I did beseech as the ceiling fell upon the floor -
Through the wounds poured light which danced upon the floor -
Danced amidst the sounds of war.

Then at once it stopped the violence - I was left alone with silence
Confused, I spied the reason why the shells did drop no more -
For as I began to shutter, then with many a flit and flutter
a psyber-Raven flew through the clutter to perch above the door -
Perched on the two-headed eagle just above the bunker door -
Perched and sat and nothing more.

At this I grew more craven, for the talons of the psyber-Raven
Were all over covered with bright red blood and crimson gore.
"Wretch!" I cried, "Njal hath lent thee - into this fortress has he sent thee
So that remotely may he here be - and this bunker then explore -
Scry out my exact location and this bunker then explore -"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

Then, methought, the air grew darker, the bunker now a little starker
For the uttered word brought terror as I had never felt before.
As for weapons, I knew I had none - no bolter, sword or lasgun;
No arms to stop the war's son fated to break soon through the door -
The blood-mad crazed assassin fated to break soon through the door-
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

"Be that word our sign of parting, machine or bird!" I shrieked, upstarting -
"Get thee back into the fire-fight and here spy on me no more!
For as you came unbidden - I would otherwise be here hidden -
Leave my location in this midden - quit that icon above my door!
Take thy shining metal eye, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting - still is sitting
On the pallid two-headed eagle just above the bunker door;
His metal eye has all the seeming of a psyker that is scheming,
To have my guts lie steaming in a pile upon the floor;
And now all hope has left me, crouched here upon the floor
I await the Eversor!

:stare: Well done.

panascope
Mar 26, 2005


This thing has been floating around for a while.

Cooked Auto
Aug 4, 2007

big_g posted:

Once upon a battlefield dreary, where I cowered, spent and bleary,
Within an Imperial bunker, darkly stained with dust and gore -
As I cowered, nearly shuttering, suddenly there came a sputtering
As some weapon quickly stuttering - firing at my bunker door.
"`Tis some bolter", I murmured, "firing at my bunker door -
Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And the brightly burning bastions lit the horizon by the score.
Eagerly, on freedom drunker; - vainly had I sought to hunker
In this heavy Imperial bunker - with perhaps a tunnel in the floor -
A safe and empty fortress with perhaps a tiny tunnel in the floor -
Only this and nothing more.

And the mad raving howling of each distant Space Wolf prowling
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.
So that now, to the beating of my heart, I stood entreating
"`Tis some Space Wolf there repeating, firing at my bunker door -
Some common Grey Hunter rapid-firing at my bunker door -
This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
"Marine," said I, "or Scout, your attention I implore;
The bunker walls are thick - they are made of tempered brick
And your bolters do not nick the slightest scratch or tiny score -
Not a dimple, dent, depression, dip, scratch or tiny score -
Away now, and fire no more."

Then in the bunker slumping, presently I heard a thumping
A pounding - rattling many times fiercer than before.
And soon I began to screech - the bunker wall grenades did breach;
The very gods I did beseech as the ceiling fell upon the floor -
Through the wounds poured light which danced upon the floor -
Danced amidst the sounds of war.

Then at once it stopped the violence - I was left alone with silence
Confused, I spied the reason why the shells did drop no more -
For as I began to shutter, then with many a flit and flutter
a psyber-Raven flew through the clutter to perch above the door -
Perched on the two-headed eagle just above the bunker door -
Perched and sat and nothing more.

At this I grew more craven, for the talons of the psyber-Raven
Were all over covered with bright red blood and crimson gore.
"Wretch!" I cried, "Njal hath lent thee - into this fortress has he sent thee
So that remotely may he here be - and this bunker then explore -
Scry out my exact location and this bunker then explore -"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

Then, methought, the air grew darker, the bunker now a little starker
For the uttered word brought terror as I had never felt before.
As for weapons, I knew I had none - no bolter, sword or lasgun;
No arms to stop the war's son fated to break soon through the door -
The blood-mad crazed assassin fated to break soon through the door-
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

"Be that word our sign of parting, machine or bird!" I shrieked, upstarting -
"Get thee back into the fire-fight and here spy on me no more!
For as you came unbidden - I would otherwise be here hidden -
Leave my location in this midden - quit that icon above my door!
Take thy shining metal eye, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting - still is sitting
On the pallid two-headed eagle just above the bunker door;
His metal eye has all the seeming of a psyker that is scheming,
To have my guts lie steaming in a pile upon the floor;
And now all hope has left me, crouched here upon the floor
I await the Eversor!

:golfclap: Most excellent.

panascope posted:

This thing has been floating around for a while.

Aw. :( Still pretty good though.

Icon Of Sin
Dec 26, 2008



panascope posted:

This thing has been floating around for a while.

I'd never seen it before. Then again, this is the only place I dare to go for 40k info after attempting to wade through Dakka and Warseer.

big_g
Sep 24, 2004

Our young men will have to shoot down their young men at the rate of four to one, if we're to keep pace at all.
Yeh I should have stated that is not mine, but I thought there would be some here who would appreciate it.

MasterSlowPoke
Oct 9, 2005

Our courage will pull us through


I think we finally have a good candidate for plastic Obliterators!

SRM
Jul 10, 2009

~*FeElIn' AweS0mE*~
Obliterats? I still think Centurions would be good Oblit standins with a little converting.

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

SRM your oblits look great though. What were the base models you used again?

A 50S RAYGUN
Aug 22, 2011
So did anyone want these lovely tiny robot men? I found four of them unopened.

Drythe
Aug 26, 2012


 
Yes. PM me.

ChrisAsmadi
Apr 19, 2007
:D

SRM posted:

Obliterats? I still think Centurions would be good Oblit standins with a little converting.

Or the FW Mechanicus Mymridons (though they're unlikely to be a cheap option).

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Mango Polo
Aug 4, 2007

MasterSlowPoke posted:



I think we finally have a good candidate for plastic Obliterators!

drat. Fantasy is stealing all of GW's creativity away from 40k it seems.

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