Friday, 30 January 2026

Schmeeroquest

 Bits box!

There's a running theme in this cavalcade of misfits. 

My bits box is an old adidas shoe box, entirely stuffed to the brim with little baggies that are stuffed in turn to their own brims with heads, arms, guns, weapons and ammo pouches. What I entirely lack, of course, is bodies and legs. When GW finally cottons on to that and releases sprues of random leggy torsos, then I'm really done for. 

As it was, there was only one was to get any. That was butchering some of the few plastic sculpts I've got left - first edition Heroquest! 


Heresy I know, but I've still got plenty of all of them left. Seeing them used for something instead of slumbering in the darkness of the Box of Unlimited Minions seems a better fate. There's already a plasma gun mercenary who is the bottom half of a mummy somewhere, I think it's the way forwards. 


So there's the Nomad who used to be a Goblin and the Nomad who used to be an Orc to start with. Pretty rubbish pose, if you take off your rosy-tinted specs, more something from a pilates workout than an actual combat stance. 


This Henchman got some miner adjustments. 


And finally, this Fimir got some pretty full on surgery. His head was removed, his tail added to the horse he now rides, and then a ton of random junk got slathered over the top until I felt happy. It took a while. 



Now he's a half-naked muscle freak with a flamethrower, riding his horned horse (hornse) over the wastes. The stirrups are green stuff, the rest is mostly Necromunda spares. The horse was the very last of my Battlemasters stock. It was also the very last horse model I could find, so the full Four Riders warband might need some pretty creative thinking. Onwards, to victory!


 

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