Amazon with Light Sabre

Collected some repairs and conversions today, amongst which was…

A C30 Amazon with Light Sabre.

As you can see from the one on the right, the original club/blowpipe (opinion is divided) is subject to damage given the age of the figures and the softer metal used back then.

The light sabre is a repair – brass rod with hollow red plastic sleeve.

I am very tempted to keep it like that as a “Power Sword” which as some may remember was an option in WHFB’s (2nd Edition) huge table of magic weapons.

Focused (2)

These are the figures I ran out of light for, and missed some highlights.

Ghouls for Ghost Archipelago

Another Treasure Hunter, a Citadel Cleric in this case.

She comes with a shiny shield.

Citadel Chaos Thug, a cultist barbarian, an iconic pose. For some reason his face seems different in the photo so might have to retouch it tomorrow.

Complete with decomposing head ! Lovely.

Alternative Armies wrecked cart. Conversely this looks better in the photo than in real life. Something has not clicked for me with this sculpt which is great.

Never mind, I have two more to do so maybe I’ll be happy 1

Next up another game of Ghost Archipelago.

And then some female cultists.

Focused (1)

.Right well as ever it never went as well as I’d thought, but here are 4 figures painted / finished in one day.

Another Treasure Hunter.

Again laden with stuff.

For some reason the lantern hasn’t come out well as it is more yellow than that !

Marvo, Shazzamm’s Apprentice. Another Citadel Cleric.

I chose them because their staffs were the same.

Another Captain, again a Foundry (ex Citadel) Medieval type.

The large shield is again a chance to paint with bright colours to break up the endless browns and silver !

A quickie – an old Citadel Night Horrors figure base painted by a friend (Joe) and then washed and highlighted by me today. Suitable for AVBCW, as he is toting a shotgun.

More to come, those that didn’t make the grade before the light was gone !

FOCUS !

Back when I started this blog, I said it wasn’t going to be a day by day account of how many times I’d been to the toilet and what I’d eaten, and hopefully I’ve kept to that. That said, yesterday and today are going to be a bit of a micro management exercise. I have a game lined up for tomorrow (Monday) so as an exercise in how this can focus your braincell on getting some figures painted (of which precious few have been done recently) here’s a couple of posts…

here’s the tabletop that needs clearing. A couple of dozen figures and thrice that if paint pots.

This did provoke me yesterday (Saturday) to finish off two of the blighters that have sat there 90% done for the last fortnight.

First off a treasure Hunter, she’s been done for some time

Lots of gear on her, and for some reason I have equipped or chosen all the treasure hunters, to have lanterns. Don’t know why, but it helps them stand out from the thieves and thugs on the tabletop I suppose

Then a gaudy knight, again a Foundry (ex citadel) Medieval figure. It gives me an excuse to break out some “colour”.

Very simple and easy to paint.

Two down at least half a dozen to go !
Let’s see how many i can do…

The Men that will not be blamed for delaying posts

Yes, another gig, this time The Men that will Not be Blamed for Nothing. Thought that it would help shake off my flu (it was day 12 and I was fed up, and I’d missed the previous gig on day 2).

Last gig of the tour so they threw everything in to it, as did the support bands. Didn’t get back until 1am Monday so cream crackered for the next couple of days.

But then there aren’t many bands that do songs about Marie Curie, Charles Darwin and Cholera. (And who doesn’t like a good song about cholera ?)

However, I did start another clear out of figures and re-organising the keepers.

As some of the Byakhees know, using old take away curry plastic boxes is dead useful for posting stuff you’ve sold and keeping ots of flock, bits and so on. Unfortunately I’ve either posted all of mine of the boxes and lids don’t match up.

So I asked a few months ago at the curry restaurant for the supplier’s details…

So I got a box of 252 of the blighters for about £40.

My e-bay sales are now going to arrive in luxury, and the remaining piles of lead will be properly sorted.

AVBCW: 6th Anniversary Big Game (Part Three)

This is for all the info I have on the other tables, so its a bit of a hotch potch.

Table 3, the Commies form a traffic jam, typical, getting in the way of other road users.

Whilst other desecrate the farmland trampling the crops, including their new hedge busting monstrosity that is busy looking for a hedge to dismember.

The urban proletariat clearly have no idea about the countryside they are so eager to liberate.

Meanwhile the Anglicans are also doing exactly the same clogging up the roads with their foul polluting vehicles trying to intimidate farmers going about their business. Bunch of wish washy liberals.

More traffic mayhem reported on Hereford BBC Radio.

The Anglicans brushed the skirmish line of the LDV aside.

But not before a report came in of a RTA involving a tractor and some geese.

Anglicans finally getting stuck in with the LDV defenders.

LDV defenders swarm around the lone Communist car having shot its occupants for talking strange.

Communists get bored of waiting in traffic jam and disembark, just as the BUF turn up.

The cricket pavilion goes up in flames. Storing all that alcohol and linseed oil was not a good idea.

The LDV newly emboldened with Royalist and BUF allies, counter attacks against the Reds.

AVBCW: 6th Anniversary Big Game (Part Two)

My general advance began, into the corn field where I slowed down.

And came under fire from the defenders (JP) lurking in the woods.

Major Strait Jacket’s (Alan) troops advanced more easily at first before they encountered the so called Police (Doug of em-4).

I was not sure how I was going to breach these defences !

General advance, Strait Jacket set his engineers to work clearing the unexploded bomb by the road side.

My HMG opened fire on the lurkers in the woods, and in an exchange of fire whittled them down and pushed them back, alas the HMG received as good as it dished out and was destroyed.

To make matters worse, reinforcements turned up for the defenders, like this field gun.

BUF and Police shoot it out.

Bomb disposed of, my armoured car nips forward, shoots and is shot at ending up “Jumpy”.

BOOM !
Major Strait Jacket is felled by an explosion targeting his HQ section.

His 2-i-C opens negotiations with the enemy shortly afterwards.

Whilst my armoured car is assaulted by a bomber, which immobilises it. the crew stunned to survive the attack, realise they’re in an armoured pill box and recover their nerves.

Unlike the defending lDV in the wood who are now caught in across fire by two of my sections, and continue a slow retreat.

They even have to call up some rusty old contraption of an armoured car to help them out. Good job I moved my Oikerlin Anti-Tank gun up !

Strait-jacket’s men whittle down the so called Police whilst negotiations continue.

The defenders must have been rattled, as another section of reinforcements was summoned.

The Communists beat the traffic jam and finally get through to the hall.

Three tables pushed together to make one big table.

Negotiations are completed over lunch, and the LDV accept BUF/Royalist help to protect them. In exchange for territorial integrity in the future.

Strait Jacket’s forces bring up their own vehicles to get to the scene of the fight, and promptly cause a traffic jam, meaning my troops have to let them pass as we are nominally meant to be slower. 😉

The Hockey girls get stuck in with the enemy.

My troops finally get going, top right, a bunch of Jolly Jack Tars notice the brewery is now undefended, and out of concern, decide to occupy the brewery and ensure that the contents don’t fall in to the hands of the advancing Anglicans (hic !).

At this point the flu had worn me down so I had to flee the scene leaving my remaining troops in Alan’s care.

A good day, and I sneaked in the occupation of the brewery as a farewell gift.

(Allegedly we were joined by some toffs in red later)