Well, that was close. I was this close to being Jayne again. After working on it for two weeks straight, and all I had to show for it was this.
So: I made this without a pattern, without any previous foam armour knowledge – and, well, I finished something I started.
I got to this point on the second Saturday of work, so I had a week to paint it, and this is where Captain Bork made his customary appearance.
Now, silly me thought that I want to get a high coverage, high pigment paint to use on this. So I went to get some acrylic paint from The Range. Boy was I wrong. So now with a very streaky cosplay, I had 4 days left.
Ok, so after a brain fart, I hit upon a simple truth: use spray paint, genius.
So then we got here, after a but more mucking around.
As in I used a clear automotive lacquer, and it came out cloudy, so I rescued it with a pot of Macragge blue and a damn good brushing, with a tank brush for modelling.
So, without further ado.
So, still to do:
Make the cloak bigger and better
A visor to hide my glasses
Boots to add 4+ inches of height
Cosmetic surgery on the Mastodon to make it a heavy bolter
Correct back on torso with cooling system
Redo the shoulder pads
In the future I will do a proper build log of this bad boy, as I now know how to make a Space Marine Scout.
Or rather “How not to make a Space Marine Scout Cosplay (by an idiot that tried)” as the post(s) will be called.
If you’ve not had chance to read the All Guardsmen Party yet, you need to stop your life for an evening and read it. Really. It’s an account of perhaps the best Dark Heresy campaign… in the world.
The author, known only as Shoggy, has had a shite year all told and is finally getting around to writing up the latest adventure.He will be posting on /tg/ on Friday the 28th July, at 6pm Mountain Time (1am Saturday GMT).
I’ve been waiting for this as much as waiting for The Winds of Winter.
Recently I was invited to play a campaign in a day of Shadow War: Armageddon. Having only had a few games of it beforehand, I was a bit trepidatious; but I donned my finest Inquisitorial Hat™ and jumped in all the same.
You may remember, dear reader, these from a long time ago.
I wish to start dear reader, by reminding you that I am an idiot. I know this, you know this; but now we both know that we both know this. If what I’m about to talk about sounds like you think its beyond me, it is. But that kind of reasoning hasn’t stopped me before, so why should I let it get in the way now?
Violente et ignorantiae, is the family motto, after all.
I mentioned before that I’m wanting, and indeed trying (trying being the operative word) to make a cosplay of a space marine scout.
You may remember me mentioning that recently a little change happened in a small wargame that you’ve probably never heard of. I had the opportunity on Monday to play it with Nathan, who’s been out of the game entirely since 5th; with my horror stories about 6th and 7th he’s kept out.
Then something beautiful happened, and I knew it was the edition that would get me (certainly) and the others in my lot (possibly) playing in the far future again: 8th.
Sometimes it really doesn’t rain, but pour.
Our “friendly” neighbourhood crazy militant vegans are claiming this was all part of their grand scheme…and vegans wonder why people think they’re crazy, because…?
Upon developments of late, and with the death of my subordinate, two things made themselves clear:
The Galaxy is not as it has been in millennia, Mankind faces a challenge greater perhaps than the Horus Heresy itself
I am not getting any younger!
For these reasons I have chosen to pen the following. What follows is from my lifetime of lessons learnt, truths faced, and wisdom earned from my time within the Ordos Hereticus and Xenos. Some will call a large portion of this missive “radical” or even “heretical.” I would have myself, before my centuries of service in the Ordo Xenos. I challenge these detractors to look over my record and doings, to find where my work has been against His will or betterment, or the betterment of His people. They surely will be found wanting for evidence unforthcoming. Continue reading “Inquisitor Viscerion to Sector Conclave Tempestus”→