Big Gunk Never Tires

Right back to work on a short 40K commission!

Raiders of the Lost Ork: Ultramarines vs Evil Sunz

An Ultramarines patrol has run into more representatives of the Ork incursion on the remote world of Bagot Prime. Warboss Bludteef is missing, having his Cybork body rebuilt after the last encounter between these armies, but there are plenty of Evil Sunz left to cause trouble. 

Tonight I, Pootle, am hosting Rapid (in fetching bold italics) for his first foray into 9th edition. 

Bjorn To Be Wild: Space Wolves vs Black Legion

Bjorn the Fell-handed is taking the Primaris pups out to chew on some heretics.

The Black Legion are waiting for them.

Big Finish

Zombicide is in the bag! 

A New Mantis: Mantis Warriors vs Tempestus Scions

The Mantis Warriors have strayed onto the private reserve of a planetary governor, searching for information on the whereabouts of an elusive foe. Tempestus Scions have been dispatched against them, racing to destroy the interlopers before they can ransack his data terminals.

Skype battle! And tonight Kasfunatu is taking the Mantis Warriors for their (and his) first foray into 9th Ed. I, Kraken, command the Tempestus Scions. Can I maintain the Mantis Warriors unbroken losing streak? Or will Kas finally beat the Mantis Challenge?

I Got Distracted

So close to the end of Zombicide! And yet I still found time for sidequests.

Biology 101 - Tyranids vs Creations of Bile

New edition, new(ish) army! It's Fabius Bile vs Hive Fleet Afanc!

Someone's gone and left their secret lab in the path of a Hive Fleet, the kind of careless forward planning you don't expect of a subtle mind like Bile's. Whose DNA is he after sampling? Or is this merely a field test of new subjects?

Either way, the Doctor will see you now!

A Grey Knight's Tale: Part 3 - Night Lords

My final game in the Skypehammer campaign - Grey Knights vs the Night Lords!

It's a good knight from me, and it's a good night from him.

A Grey Knight's Tale: Part 2 - Militarum Tempestus

The Grey Knights continue their campaign over Skype - this time we exterminate the hated Imperium!

Wait, what?

A Grey Knight's Tale: Part 1 - Chaos Daemonkin

The gospel of Skypehammer continues to spread!

This time I, Stylus, was a participant, trying out the heroic Grey Knights!

Medium Large

A mere handful of Zombicide left to do, but it's fair to say they're a big handful. 

INT: Computing Hub and Biomech Hive

You call a Kickstarter 'Dungeons and Lasers', you basically have my loyalty. 

Wots Dat Smell: 9th Edition - Orks vs Nurgle Daemons

Ninth Ed!

As the new era dawns, Orks are attempting to get a foothold in the ruins of an imperial refinery. Plenty of good scrap there, but something has already infested the septic tanks. Have the greenskins bitten into a rotten apple?

Quit your Jibber Jabberslythe

In my first Skype battle I fielded Nurgle daemons against Kraken's Tyrannids. I experimented with a Giant Chaos Spawn as I loved the look of all the random rolls and it was indeed great fun to use.

Class of 1666

Necromancers I promised you, and Necromancers is what I have. 

A View T'au a Kill: T'au vs Chaos Space Marines

The Crypt Angels vs T'au

This battle happened back in April, but we never got round to writing it up. Just before 8th Ed disappears, here it is for posterity.

Sexy, Sexy Contrast

My whistlestop tour of Contrast paints for Chaos Daemons continues with the toughest challenge of all - Slaanesh!

Let's keep it PG-13, please.

Escape to Reality: Thousand Sons vs Chaos Daemons

The Hunt for Ahriman campaign concludes tonight! Does that slippery little Exile have one more trick up his sleeve?

Free!

Ahriman fell into a spiralling hell of colour and noise as he fell through the warp rift. For several seconds, neither time nor space had meaning. Everything was mutable - distance, physics, his own identity, the eventual destiny of the galaxy, everything. 

But he had been here before. Giving into this malleability would make everything that came before meaningless. A few hastily spoken wards stabilised him as he needed himself, and allowed a moment of reflection. 

Merely by having a will to express, he was already shaping the warpstuff around him. Whatever its true form, it was focussing itself into locations, physical places that his mind could understand. Fragments of a broken empire, hanging in space. Much like the reality he knew lay beyond, and also like that, his for the taking. No, that temptation wasn't worth giving in to. He had too much staked in reality. Hurriedly, he moved on.

As he moved, he searched. And before long, he found what he was looking for - a way out. A hanging oval, spinning around a point disconcertingly off-centre, with a hazy vista of broken rock and asphalt barely visible. Whatever benighted planet it was on, it would be safer than here. 

Moving towards it, he could hear the hoots and shrieks that justified his haste. He was not alone. Perhaps some of the denizens of the warp would serve him, for a time. But not all would be aligned with his goals, nor his expressed allegiance. 

Time to escape.