Lovecraft Country - The Dunwich Horror and Others...

Horrors from the New England hills!  A collection of Rafm and Grenadier Cthulhu figures, some of which I painted a good while ago, and some more recently.  The Rafm Lovecraft Country set, sculpted by Bob Murch, is the main attraction here.

                                   

The Whateleys pose for a family portrait...                                                                                                                                                                                            

Noah, Lavinia with young Wilbur, and mature Wilbur...

Lavinia Whateley, the mad, albino mother of hellspawn sired by things from other worlds...

  

Wilbur proudly shows off his tentacles...

Old Noah Whateley, the mad scholar of the hills...

D is for Djinn!

3 members of that ancient race who walk beside men in unseen, other realms...  Occasionally they pass through doors between worlds, dabbling briefly in the affairs of mortals before returning to the plain of air. 

 

                                  The classic Trampier illustration from the original Monster Manual.

                                        The first is a Ral Partha miniature I think from the 90s....

I painted him as close as I can get to the picture of Othere, the Djinn of Distinction from the Lost Worlds Combat Book Series.

A Grenadier Djinn from their official D&D line from the very late 70s/ early 80s.

Another Ral Partha Djinn...I had the idea that I could use these fellows in a number of different settings:  D&D, Pulp, (Little Cairo), and they might even fit into my ancient Egyptians vs Hittite.

We'll see where they first show up on the Big Board!

Rogue Trader: Ilyach Terrn: The Floating Fat Man

                                       

The Little Emperor.  The Floating Fat Man.  By such names is he known,  Long ago, in another life, he was Ilyach Ternn, a waif and a weakling in the gutters of some hell hole on Geminion Secundus.  But his diminutive frame and sad, watery eyes masked a brilliant mind and a ravenous, all consuming appetite for power and pleasures of every conceivable  kind.

Slowly, at first by dint of his astonishing technological acumen, then through the machinations of a cold and calculating cunning, Ilyach rose through the ranks of the gang lords of the Geminions, ultimately rivaling in power and influence even regional governers and military commanders, with the underworlds of entire continents bending before his will, and legions of slum dogs marching at his orders.

But a long life of indulgence has taken it's toll!

Though the apparatus his calls his 'brazen throne', in mockery of the Golden Throne of the Emperor of Mankind yet holds his life within his body, that body is increasingly wracked.by the rot and ruin of a thousand ailments aquired during an artificially extended life span spent saturated in carnal and narchotic indulgence.  Only this machine of his own design now keeps the spark of his wicked consciousness burning within his polluted and decaying  frame.  Yet his power is undiminished, for his wealth and influence are tremendous, his criminal agents and shanty town militia number in the millions, and the keen fire of his mighty mind is yet undimmed.

Just as he designed the brazen throne to preserve his life, Ilach created his own android servants to act as his most trusted and beloved bodyguards, pets and playthings.  Machines with an appearace so life like as to be all but indistinguishable from living creatures.

Careful observation of these warrior women android guards reveal the seams where Ilyach stretched and stitched their skins together over their steel and plastic frames.  Early experiments, these.  Less comely than more recent ones, perhaps, but still alert, loyal and deadly.

 

Iltach's innumerable ailments demand almost constant attention, and so he created a bevy of delectable android nurses to attend to his many needs.  The deep knowledge of drugs and human anatomy posessed by these drones makes them useful as interrogators as well.

 

Here are two of Ilyach's more recent creations and some of those of which he is most proud:  Hop-Toad and Clareeze.

Hop Toad is deliberately designed to appear unthreatening and absurd, but he is fitted with a wide array of video and audio equipment which allow him to record and analyze sights and sounds over great distances.  Even the most subtle details of facial expression, body language and tone of voice do not go unnoticed by his sensitive equipment, unanalyzed by his keen electronic brain, or unreported to his scheming master, and he invariably attends upon his creator at every council and conference, scrutinizing the attendees with his large, cold, artificial eyes.

Clareeze is Ilyach's prettiest and most beloved pet.  (For now, anyway.) Ravishingly beautiful and indistinguishable from an authentic human female, she accompanies her creator everywhere.

Out on the town in downtown Skummburg...

OY, ME LOVELIES!  Let's stop in for  drink at Jezzie's, EH?

 

Buzzgobb Phesterlick, Chaos Knight of Slaanesh

Buzzgobb Phesterlick, the dread knight of Slaanesh, leads a troop of his Minotaurs across the Black River, through the Tulgey Wood and into the fringes of the Baron Von Refn's realm, seeking for slaughter and captives to bring back to Buzzgobb's evil city of Lost Veguzz.

In the ruins of that ancient and once beautiful town, now a broken shell on the breast of the eastern desert, twisted shapes writhe and cavort amid leaping flames and swinging cages full of screaming prisoners.

Chuckling, giggling, gurgling things slouch and shuffle from shadow to shadow, feasting on broken bodies and sometimes on each other.

Out from the unholy city, out from amoung the broken walls, the leaping fires, the heaps of corpses and the piles of  malformed bodies entangled in the ecstacy of blasphemous, orgiastic rites, rides Buzzgobb, Knight of Slaanesh...

...astride his shrieking, gibbering steed...

...under the blazing banner of his unfathomably filthy and evil God...to rape, raid and plunder amoung the green pastures west of the river.  

    His bellowing minions lumber after him, eager to bath their blades and muzzles in blood...The Baron Von Refn has sworn to slay Buzzgobb and to hang his head above the gate of the Refnsburg.  The Orc Warlord Big Blackey has sworn to slay Buzzgobb and hang his head from his chariot.  The Dwarven Lords of Thunder Mount have sworn to slay Buzzgobb and use his head as a cannon ball.   None of them seem to have had much luck in these endeavors yet.

                                                                Buzzgobb Rides!!!

2000 Point Epic Ork Army!

 Waaaggghhhh!!!!!!!!!  I've put together a 2k point Epic Ork force to fight my Ultra Marines.  I started out with the intention of making it a full scale 4k point army, but having pushed doggedly through the last few stands over  the winter months, I found I could do no more Epic 40k, at least for a while.   Still, given my normal inability to stick to any one painting project for very long.  I'm pretty pleased what I did get done.

Here's my War Boss with his best Nob buddies and their ride. As might be gathered from his banners and standard, he is a member of the Evil Suns clan, and the theme extends throughout the army.

Waarrghh!  C'mon, Boys!  Let's get stuck in!

I think they look okay.

I wanted to start out with a well armored and mobile force that could compete with my Rhino-mounted and Land Raider-supported Ultra Marines so I took an Evil Sunz Clan and a Cult of Speed for my Company cards.  I built up the Evil Suns Clan with extra Ork Boyz and Battlewagons to give them more staying power.  For each Company card, I'm authorized one special or free card.  I naturally wanted to make use of at least one free card, so I took the Freebooterz mob.  They amount to just 4 infantry stands and a nob, so they don't amount to much, but I decided to make a bit of a spectacle of them, so I made special stands to represent them.  I gave them a Skull Hamma Battle Fortess, festooned with pirate flags, for them to ride around in.  I intend to use them as a special unit that can try to bypass enemy formations and seize objectives.

Again, keeping with the mobile armored theme, I rounded out the army with a collection of armored fighting vehicles that could keep up with the rest of the force, some of which can only be fielded as attachments to the Evil Suns mob.

Whipping of massive clouds of dust and smoke, the Kult of Speed races into action.

The banners mark out the Nobz on their bikes.

I love the Road Warrior vibe these guys have.

Bowel Burnas.   Exclusive to the Evil Sunz, they function much like a standard Burna unit, but are better armored.

Also exclusive to the Evil Sunz are these Spleen Rippas.  They are not all that amazing in combat, but I am wild about the custom hot rod look they have.  Really like these models.

These are Bone Crunchas.  Useful both for shooting up enemy vehicles and plowing through infantry formations.

Bone Breakas are identical to Bone Crunchas but trade 1 heavy gun for the double mounted lighter guns of the Crunchas.  Useful for taking out the Marines' Land Raiders.

Last are some of my favorites, My Freebooterz crew.  I put a variety of models in these bases and painted them up as Piratey as I could, with a Freebooterz banner and a matching one on their Skullhamma Battle fortress.

The horde is ready for battle.  Future additions will be a lot more infantry heavy, which is likely to prove challenging for the Orks, as they to compete with the the entirely mechanized Marines.  But that's a problem for another day.  Time to get down to some fightin'!