Hey guys, just a quick post to show my latest painting. This one took AGES and I’m glad it’s over. Looking forward to getting a little more productive with some airbrush work now this is done!
Yesterday evening, I came across a blog titled “The Unforgotten” by fellow blogger Wudugast over on Convert Or Die; which, as it happens, is literally brim-full of really cool conversions (so make sure to check it if you haven’t already)!
What caught my attention about this particular post, was that the author was discussing the subject of unfinished projects – something that I’m particularly guilty of myself – and that he was taking part in a community painting challenge organised by Azazel’s Bits Box, which called for interested parties to finish an unfinished model that has essentially been sat gathering dust for several months. Intrigued, I decided to sign myself up.
Returning readers to Slow And Purposeful may remember a project I blogged about many moons ago – way back in 2015, actually. Yup, you guessed it. The dreaded Death Guard Helbrute!
And so, last night, I took to the challenge determined to finally put this model to bed… AND, you know what? I did!
Thanks to Wudugast and Azazel for the inspiration!
Until next time,
Being a long-time servant of the Plague Father, I was delighted to see the new Death Guard models released as one-half of the 8th Edition starter set last summer. I was in love with them! Sadly, though, my love fell way short when it came to the Malignant Plaguecaster.
My main issue with this figure, like many have stated, is its face. It just didn’t do anything for me. Secondly, I also wasn’t keen on the psychic power manifesting from its right hand – it just felt like overkill on an already busy model!
In order to tackle the issue, I decided to convert it using some spares from the Blightkings sprue and a small amount of green-stuff.
Personally, I think he came out quite nicely, and having a unique character to add to my army beats fielding a generic one any day in my book. On a similar note, I decided to personalise my Lord of Contagion by swapping out its helmet with Orghotts Daemonspew’s head. I reckon the bare head works a a treat!
Until next time,
So, for a while I’d been pondering how to tackle converting the three ‘ETB’ Plague Marines which were released last year. Having bought a set for my army on release, I unexpectedly aquired a second from my daughter who – at that time – had fancied giving the hobby a go. Her interest didn’t last long, sadly, and I decided to make use of the models she had by doing a few conversions.
One of the main issues I faced was that certain parts where moulded to others, making it difficult to shuffle the bits around freely. That said, with some careful cutting, filing and minor green-stuff work, I managed to kit-bash the Champion and Blight Launcher carrier fairly easily using spares from the Plague Marines multi-part kit.
However, the third marine had me beat. At first, I thought about doing a simple head-swap and calling it done. I knew that if I did that, though, it would constantly bug me that it wasn’t different enough from the original sculpt – and, if truth be told, because of the position of the arms and bolter, I was concerned that I would end up damaging the model beyond repair. While searching for inspiration on ‘the net’, I was surprised that there wasn’t a great amount of converted easy-to-build Plague Marines doing the rounds – and if there were, I didn’t find many. This was especially true for the one that was causing me the biggest headache to figure out.
But… I think I’ve finally cracked it!
I hope some of you find this useful if your planning on doing something similar, and I hope you like what I came up with.
Until next time,
“Dearest Fabius taught me so much…”
The voice spoke from the silhouette of the throne that Altrian had been thrown down in view of. A bank of spotlights had been mounted on the wall behind the throne. The light from them was blinding. Without his helm even his post-human eyes teared up trying to look upon the figure reclined there. Cheap theatrics Altrian thought to himself with a sneer but had expected no different. “This, my magnum opus, is as much his creation as it is mine,” the voice continued gesturing to the machinery that idled behind Altrian with a maddening, teeth-itching hum. Voices Altrian half-corrected himself, well, singular voice but multiple speakers.
“I was but a child taking my first timid steps when he took me under his wing. Fabius is a godless man though. He thinks that makes him stronger than the rest of us. But his godlessness is just to hide his fear. Fear that he treads a path not his own… Sweet Slaanesh loves him and watches over him even though he spurns, the youngest god’s love. It was sweet Slaanesh that saved me, elevated me, remade me in an image more pleasing to him.”
“When he was my master, before he was yours, Fabius took my voice from me for some petty transgression…
It was the cruellest and yet most delectable thing. In my enforced silence I heard it. The siren song of Slaanesh. The birth cry of a god layered in the lament of the dying of the race that birthed him. It was so beautiful and with every ounce of my being I longed to add my voice to that song. Not the tinny artificial thing from the vox-aug I was fitted with or even the voice I had use before then but my true voice. I knew it was buried. Inside of me. I needed to bring it to the fore.
“Pain was the answer as it so often is. I built this device for me. Its tender attentions ministrations took me to the brink. The thread that separates life and death. In that place I found my voice. I surrendered myself to the death I knew would meet me and I screamed, my very soul shrieked out in blissful agony. That soul-cry joined with the Song of Slaanesh. It was a fleeting note. My weak, pitiful, physical form was torn apart by the intensity of its tone. But my one note in that glorious song and the price I paid to sing it, caught the attention of my sweet god and in his delightful excruciations I was remade. Slaanesh brought me into his choir but I knew that my place now was to help others find their voice.”
Almost lost in the thrumming of the pain engine behind him Altrian heard the rustle of robes and a number of cybernetic limbs.
“Honoured Adept Domitian here, made a weapon of the process,” the voices explained as the robotic hands of two Thallax hauled Altrian to his feet. The figure on the throne rose to his feet. Taller than a regular astartes and thinner, more graceful of limb. The full horror of its visage became clear as it spread its leathery pinions blocking the harsh spotlights and allowing Altrian’s eyes to adjust. He at last made out the true horror that was his captor –Kastoros Lydon; Kastoros The Resplendent; Kastoros The Choirmaster; The Silent Song and a hundred other names besides. The daemon’s ornate armour was a headache inducing riot of pink, warped into something more fitting to his form even if less practical now. Practicality was rarely a concern for the servants of Slaanesh let alone for those no longer confined to the harsh truths of mortality. His face and helm had long since blurred. Now his visage was of a cruel, living ceramite behind a static-spitting voxgrille, almost lost in a mane of tubes and cables. When he spoke the words came from the psychically slaved heads skewered on trophy racks atop the creature’s throne.
“I had so hoped Fabius, would be with you. I wanted to give him my thanks and repay him in kind. I shall take some comfort, for now, in adding your voice to the song in his stead”
Still got a long way to go on this mini but I’m working on a new Daemon Prince. So far there’s an assortment of bits from: Fulgrim, Chaos Terminator Lord, Helbrute, Dark Eldar Scourges, Possessed, Khorne Blood Reavers and an ever increasing amount of green stuff. Got quite a clear vision for both the mini and his background though so that should see me through the hard work. Looking forward to getting him to a point where I can start painting!
Having applied the final touches to my Plague Marines over a month ago, this one’s well overdue. I won’t bore readers with a bunch of irrelevant excuses, although I beleive a more stringent process for updating Slow And Purposeful is certainly in order. If anyone out there cares, why not leave a comment below and let us know what you’d like to see more of in our updates. As much I enjoy blogging, I’m still relatively new to this game and bringing you all enjoyable content is what I strive to do – and our followers’ collective input would be extremely helpful to us!
Since my last update, I’ve made some decent headway with the unit of Nurgle Spawn, which are gradually getting closer to completion. Here’s one I snapped last week against a beautiful Play-Doh backdrop:
Until next time,