Interrogator WIP

I wasn’t happy with the Interrogator from my current project, and a comment over on the ammobunker sparked the idea that he would be leading a procession in order to suitably terrify the local population into full compliance. With that in mind, powered by lemsip and superglue fumes, I committed this act of mindless vandalism.

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Redemption Through Pain

Despite suffering the tender blessings of Grandfather Nurgle (more commonly known as manflu) I have managed to do some hobby recently. Apart from my Dark Eldar, who are not currently fit to be photographed, I have also been struck with some Inq28spiration. Or possibly just feverish delusion, it’s hard to be certain.

Interrogator

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Table of Torment

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Acolytes

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Torture Skull

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Should be able to get some paint of them this Saturday, which gives me tomorrow to do some cleaning up and a little extra work on them all.

The Good and the Bad (Ugly is late)

Spent a few very enjoyable hours at my local GW today showing off my Gorechosen board (still in WIP), drooling over the new Genestealer Cult Neophytes and doing some work on Pontius Glaw. I’m sort of stuck on his ‘cloak of blades’, I can’t work out a way to represent it well.

 

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Speaking of the Neophytes, once I opened the box and saw the power maul and web pistol, I knew I had to make an Arbites. It’s a verysimple kitbash, but he looks like I’ve always imagined Arbites should look (except for a shield, I need to source one from somewhere).

 

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WIP on a most noble heretic.

As The Death of Samothrace requires a little more thinking and dry fitting of parts before I embark on that project, I decided to start on Pontius Glaw as I thought I had most of the bits I would need. The first mockup, after some initial removal of Imperial iconography, looks a little rough. I think I need to reduce the size of the arms, as he looks a little like a robotic ape at the moment. Anyway, here he is held together with bluetack at a very early stage.

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The Beldame Walks

“The Beldame herself had entered the chamber. She walked on eight, spider legs, a huge augmetic chassis of hooked arachnid limbs that skittered on the stones. Inquisitor Atelath, Emperor grant him rest, had destroyed her real legs one hundred and fifty years before my birth. She was veiled in black gauze that looked like cobwebs. I could actually feel her evil like a fever sweat.” – Malleus, Dan Abnett

 

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Late Update

Aah, it’s been too long since I posted an update. Been busy at work, and also concentrating on building my Gorechosen board (pics of which at some point). However- Beldame Sadia is now sort of painted, if not best. I sort of fell out of love with the model after priming and it was a bit of a slog to get her this far. She looks horrendously dirty, but I hope that the basing will tone it down and tie it in.

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Indulgence

I couldn’t resist taking a picture of the finished Brass Thief in a way that payed homage to his first appearance in Ravenor Returns.

‘The Brass Thief rose to its feet. Smoke poured off it, gusted from its awakening. It was thin, wrapped in segmented plates of gold and brass, faceless but for eye slits in the high-crested helm.

“The incunabula is awake,” Keener whispered.

“Tell it to feast,” Culzean said.’

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I also finished painting Herod Puginus. I wish I had Kaptin Badrukk’s hat somewhere in my bitzbox, but it should be trivial enough to add should I ever get my grubby mitts on it.

Lord-Captain Rogue Trader Herod Puginus strode down the corridor, his ornate boots clinking off the polished metal floor. This trip to the Halo Stars was risky, to be certain, but the profit that could be made was immense, even by his standards. The away team had returned with their haul of xenos artifacts which he was sure he could sell for ruinous sums to the idle nobles of the subsector.

Archovator Gibbs was standing in front of a void-sealed plasteel chest along with two others.

“Where are the others?” Puginus asked, before seeing the look on Gibbs’ face and halting his stride. “Merciful Emperor man, you look like you’ve seen a revenant!”

“I beg you Captain, return this crate to the surface, back to the bodies and the howling and leave this place. We were damned foolish to come here, and now we’re just damned.”

“Nonsense, Gibbs, nonsense. The tales about the Halo Stars are put about by superstitious Ecclesiarchs and the Inquistion to prevent noble seekers of profit from exploiting the ancient and valuable archo-xenos artifacts available for the taking.”

Puginus noticed the large object Gibbs was clutching in his hand. In shape it resembled a censer from a temple service, but it had a greenish tint to the metal and green light seemed to dance within. He felt a sudden urge to hold it, to have it in his hands.

“Gibbs, give that to me. Can’t have you handling the merchandise!”

Archovator Simeon Gibbs suddenly shrieked, shocking all present, and launched himself towards the lander they had used to reach the desolate planet below. With practiced ease, Herod Puginus pulled his ancient shuriken pistol from the holster on his hip and reduced Gibbs to a pile of shredded red meat. The artifact seemed to take in the blood, and the lights inside glowed brighter. So bright.

The Marcus Crassus drifted in the void, near the border with Imperial space. Occasional gouts of venting atmosphere blew from parts of the hull. No heat signature was detectable within. The thing stalked the corridors, avoiding the fallen pipes and sparking cables. It wasn’t hungry, as such, Just bored. Cyclopean cities filled its mind, along with eerie alien songs not heard since millenia before the Elthir took their first tentative steps onto maiden worlds.    

Yes, bored. It tasted the concept with its mind, finding it strange and yet somewhat familiar. A deep sense of horror and panic welled up from deep inside and after a moment it savoured the sensation. Bored.

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Crisis Averted?

Disaster struck while priming the Brass Thief. Everything seemed fine until I took a closer look at the model while it was drying and the ancient curse of white primer had struck again – he looked like I’d covered him in PVA and rolled him in sand. There was no hope in stripping him as he was made from about 30-something tiny pieces which would all fall apart in the customary dettol bath. I decided to soldier on, hoping it would just give him an aged metal appearance and I think I may have (just) managed to accomplish that.

Is he alright or should I hang my head in shame?

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As a sidenote, I usually use little to no gore effects on my models at all, lest they look like the creations of a particularly morbid 12 year old, but on this occasion it not only fit the background but also helped to cover up the horrendous primer.

I’ve also been reading about the Halo Stars, and the Halo Devices in particular recently. Inspired in part from it’s vaguely Lovecraftian undertone (and the trailer for the new Genestealer Cult codex, which I have some plans in motion for) I thought I could make something that once used to be a human, a long time ago. I’ll be writing fluff for him once he’s painted up but for now all he has is a name. He probably can’t remember what it was.

Herod Puginus:

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I’m really happy with the head as it resembles a creature from a Judge Dredd comic (Prog 503 I believe) which terrified me as a child, the Vark. I stayed away from bushes for a long time after reading that one.