Music. Must listen to inspirational painting music...Wait...Metallica...Yes, Metallica. Good. Goody gumdrops...
Creeping death seems apropos for the moment as the Nurgle army comes together. I can almost hear the buzzing of maggots writhing in flyblown corpses and the jingling of plaguebearer's bells in the distance, the cackle of a daemon prince, the occasional report of flaatus tickling the crennelations of a great unclean one's flaccid sphincters.
Here's the latest addition to the Nurgle army.
I'm pretty stoked as to how this blight drone came out. He's not real applicable in a real game, maybe Apocolypse, but the model is so damn cool. I guess I could always use it as a heldrake.
I'm going to have to figure out something for a base. The clear thing works for now, but it's prone to breakage. I plan on ramming a stout piece of steel into this thing and creating some type of gnarly blood base. I may do something with water effects if I can figure out how to create a cylindrical mold.
The blighty is now 150 points, up from 125. He's armor 12, 12, 10 and shoots a phlegm bombardment (S8 AP3, 24 inches instead of 48 or is it 36? Shit...) a little flamer template that is S6 AP4 and has two twin-linked shots with the chaos auto cannon (name escapes me at the moment). Blighty is only BS2 which blows but he is shrouded and a daemon and when he explodes he causes all sorts of mayhem.
At any rate, cool model, so-so rules.
Here's Mr. Blighty with some of his friends. They decided to color coordinate...
Here we are at a fun party. Hopefully there's some jenkem on draft.
Can I get a woo?
I said, CAN I GET A WOO?
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