WAAGH! Drillteef

I just realized that I haven't posted this here yet. It's over on the Podcast site, but I figure it'd be a good idea to post this here. Please enjoy and let me know what you think, if you'd care to, in the comments or an email. Thanks, =A= When the Black Templars arrived at the Arviat Orbital Stations, their enthusiasm in the meticulous extermination of the Coven of Agony’s Kiss was exemplary of their rich history of brutality against xenoforms. The various and imaginative mortifications wrought upon the Arviat people at the hands of the Webway Eldar revealed themselves as the Black Templars gained ground. The blasphemous manner in which the humans had been ruined infuriated the Astartes. Their zealotry in exacting justice evolved into a crimson rage. Those Dark Eldar unfortunate enough to be trapped within the confines of the various structures clinging to the surfaces of the stations, or within the stations themselves, met inglorious ends. Their delicate bodie...

With the new management of the WAAGH! has come a new breed of Boyz to the Ork bastion world of Ghorok. There are more than enough spoils of war to go around for everybody, and the forces of Krakbone are extremely well-equipped. Grimboss Duffgob and his Boyz are prime examples of the new order of things. They have donned armour scrapped together from destroyed Imperial tanks and Space Marine power armour. They also carry dead shooty weapons with twice the rate of fire of the regular slugga. In addition, few mobs get about without some kind of conveyance and Duffgob's boyz have their choice of either a pair of rickety (but wicked zoomy) Trukks or a single, golden Battlewagon (when they can steal it from the Flash Gitz).  ~ * ~ I fell in love with these Shoota Boy models at Adepticon a couple of years ago and I am very glad to have them painted up. I feel like Ralph Bakshi designed this unit. I still have several old Slugga Boyz who will soon be added to my ranks of Kommandos and...

The Darkness was punctuated by scattered lights in hidden recesses throughout the Reclamat’s corridor walls. Flickering pict displays and malfunctioning sodium arc lights revealed little of the path ahead. The sounds of the two converging enemy forces and the acrid stink of ozone permeated the stale air. Somewhere within these halls awaited the Fabricator Loqum of Shatara and the cherished STCs for which, on both sides, so much had been sacrificed. The Mission The allied forces of the Blood Ravens and the Adeptus Mechanicus have finally reached the dark sublevels of the Reclamat facility. Their goal is to find the Fabricator Locum and the STCs before the Orks can. Unfortunately, the Orks have reprogrammed some of the Reclemat’s servitors to fight by their side. The Armies For this scenario, 500 points each of Adeptus Mechanicus and Blood Ravens forces are fighting against 500 points of Orks and 500 points of “servitors” which are being represented by Necrons. Each 500 ...

I decided to keep things light and easy this month. I built two Trukks from a single kit plus a ton of bitz. One of the Trukks features a Grot pilot. I'll likely use this Trukk whenever I buy one as Fast Attack and pack Gretchin inside it. The other Trukk rides pretty high and uses a shaped charge for its "reinforced ram". For that one, I gave it the symbols for Nobz and intend to use it for my blue Meganobz. The red one has been sitting around for quite some time and I'll simply use that for Boyz or my Looted Terminator Meganobz.

Ordo Xenos Inquisitor Fedrico Caphone growled. His white-and-gold metal edifice refused to push forward fast enough for his tastes. It was an ungainly, constant reminder of his long captivity among the Orks of Ghorok. The frustration of being wetwired into the lumbering Dreadnought body could not dull his zeal, however. After many long months, he had returned to Ghorok to exact his revenge upon the greenskins. This was the only vector which remained for him. His physical state made it problematic to return to Terra and part of him had resigned to the possibility that his mental state was also not quite stable enough to withstand the stress daily Imperial politics. It did not matter, though. Terra and the rigors of Inquisitorial posturing held as much interest to him now as the base human activities in which he no longer took part. Therefore, he had remained with the Blood Ravens in the Pakeshi Sector.  The desire in his heart for bloody revenge was masked by the reasonable...