Playing EPIC in 28mm.

Wednesday, 9 May 2018

Random DKK Leman Russ'

This is just a post to let you know that I'm still alive and have not forsaken the long war.   You may be familiar with my DKK panzer squadron and have seen these three individually elsewhere, but there they are together - I was re-organising some storage. 

The green vanquisher is an orphan from a DKK batch from a fb DKK page a couple of years ago.  It was clearly the best piece there and one of the few which didn't need major re-working.  Now I would always do the triple stripe with equal width stripes over the first panel.  But as you can see in the photo below, the stripes are consistent both sides of the tank. 

Justice Extremis is the commissar's tank from the larger grouping.  Included here for no particular reason. Although under the harsh lens of photography I can see some areas where the shading could be stronger.

211 was another 'opportunity' which I could not resist.  However, I do now have enough random extra DKK LRMBT so no more.  Honest.  It is a Mars Alpha hull, but lacks the DKK filter system and trenching rails.  It was grey when it arrived so it basically just got the same treatment as the commissar's tank.                   

The rain streaking is from the Mig Early War Panzer kit.  If you click the pic you can see that the blue filter was more heavily applied to the commissar's tank. 

I'm thinking that perhaps hairspray and salt and then panzer grey might be the way to go with the vanquisher (?)   The number 4 on the commissar's tank is down to the DM; all assets must be accounted for and loading for interstellar traveller is going to be done (quite literally) by the numbers.

There.  Nothing new, but I'm very slowly churning through stuff in my hour and half a week hobby time. 

Sunday, 22 April 2018

WIP Macharius

Well, absence makes the heart grow fonder, back to Devos IV: 

With two still in bits, these are now part done.

Base colours, decals and filters done.

Pin wash, chipping, rust and dust still to do.

And these have black numbers, a departure from the usual red numbers on the ASL and DKK vehicle fleets. 

Patrolling in the vicinity of the Brick of Scrutiny.

So far, so good, eh ?

Bugger !  Fortunately I still have the errant muzzle brake.

Friday, 30 March 2018

Reaper Bones Cthulu thingy.

Such an interesting model to put together.  After a few years of building AFVs, to suddenly be confronted by a plethora of writhing tentacles, it was a bit different, to say the least.

But nicely the reaper kits all seem to be constructed so that each part has a differently shaped lug to go into a specific socket.  You can jam or wedge tentacles into the wrong hole if you want, I suppose.

It does need and will, before painting, get LGS around the gaps.  If you click on the pics (stealing Inso's phrase) you can see that a lot of the surface detail is eyes.  Nice.  I've just seen Lord Halfpenny's plague toads, so that looks like it could be a way to go for the painting.  PVP's advice for animals is to always use real world examples, but erm, this doesn't really look like a cow.  Or Crocodile or anything else for that matter. 

With the tank for scale.  It's certainly big enough.

Tuesday, 27 March 2018

ASL STuG Zug finished

Someone (Rory ?) asked to see all three of them together when they were finished, so here they are.

The business end.

The port flanks.  Lookin' purposeful. 

Lots of photos of STuGs from the war have them loaded down with various stowage items, notably boxes of ammunition which obviously is there to replenish the ready rounds inside the vehicle.

So all of my ASL vehicles mount a spare/external fuel drum, so these are no exception.

And there's a decent mix of other stuff on there as well.  The wartime photos often show that the crews applied inches (maybe as much as a foot in some cases) of concrete to the front superstructure as extra armour.  It likely functioned more as moral booster than real armour against serious AT weapons but would have been functional ablatis against lighter weaponry.

Well I haven't done that; but it should be easy enough to model if you wanted to.  These mastercrafted models have the mantlet recessed into the superstructure, unlike the wartime STuG, so that would have to be taken into account, but it's still possible.

Flanking the BoS. And a last picture with that Mars Alpha LRMBT again.  Clearly showing the low silhouette which should hopefully make it easier for these to find cover.  If I build some....

Friday, 23 March 2018

Mortian "King Russ" MBT

If you're a long term reader of this blog, then you're probably aware of the Mortian MBT, which was made by a German craftsman (Heavy Support) some years ago.  He was a model maker and indeed, I believe had made vehicle kits for GW

He stopped doing them a few years ago, but I'm aware that I wasn't the person emailing him and asking for more (seriously, if you want something you've seen, ask - generally the guys casting these types of things up in their garages are hobbyists as well - if you ask nicely and make it worth knocking a batch up the results can reaffirm one's faith in the world)

So though the miracle money pit that is kickstarter, these and a tank destroyer variant were made available as a one off run, in quantity.   Having learned that sometimes you have to get these things whilst they're available, I put my order in. 

I have put four of these together already and only have another two to go.

It's a nice kit to put together.  The resin is altogether more brittle than FW material but the detail is super and the sculpt certainly looks the part as far as I'm concerned.

It's a decent size and so might count-as a not twin linked macharius.  But equally, could just be a LRMBT with an ensuite bathroom.

Here are all four, providing security for the Brick of Scrutiny. 

And here it is with a Mars Alpha LRMBT for scale.   Same height.

A bit wider

The angle which actually shows just how big it actually is.

And the rear view.  S'all for now, more later.

Monday, 12 March 2018

Wither the Eldar ? 500 words.

Naylor - by Pirate Viking Painting

Six figures moved slowly but noiselessly trough the ruins of the city.  It had been comprehensively bombed for four years before being shelled for a month before the failed infantry assault.  Parvell district had been silent for a long time.  This night, this dark night, under heavy clouds, a small commando team  had snuck through the ruins, carefully tracing the line of retreat of the survivors of what had been the worst combat disaster in the war.

Naylor used the molecular coring machine to extract the impact sites from the bricks.  His satchel now held a dozen or so cores taken from the east side of the city.   He chinned his microphone and voxed the Interrogator.

“That’s another sample.”
“Good.  That should be enough, you’d better get back in in case they’re still there.”
“Oh, I can feel we’re being watched.”  Naylor slipped the borrowed corer into it’s bag and reflexively reached for his machine pistols.  And then stopped.  Some sudden sub conscious thing urged him to stop.  He did, he froze, with his empty, soft gloved hands held away from his body in plain sight.

The Kasarkin escort were good, he liked that.  They’d seen him and also frozen.  The five of them were arrayed around him in a defensive posture.  They were quiet and covered their arcs and had taken all their ques from him as they had moved into the city.
His eyes scanned around, and then he saw it, a faint pattern of three bars forming a triangle on the outside knee of one of the Kasarkin.   Holding one hand up to the squad leader, he moved, as nonchalantly as he could, moving up from a combat orientated half crouch to his usual height.

He sort of half sauntered out of cover, six steps that he hoped didn’t look too hesitant.  If he was right, no sweat, if he was wrong, they were likely all dead anyway.  When he was close enough, he stretched out an arm until he could just make out the faint triangle on the palm of his left hand.  The lights went out.  Naylor looked up to where he thought the lurking presence might be.  But even with his augmentation he’d never see anything out there, he knew that from bitter experience.

The hand held up to the Squad Leader changed to a single finger making a small circle in the air and Naylor reached for the comfort of his machine pistols.  The Kasarkin were already on the move, pepper potting back towards the Imperial lines, trusting that he would be the sixth member of their team in their tactical movement back towards comparative safety. 

As he did, he chinned the mic again.  “It was definitely them, looking around here, they’re the only reason that those Llar got out of the trap.”  He took an age, perhaps as long as three or four seconds, to gaze back at where the Eldar might have been.   But it was time to be somewhere else.