Auntie's Back!

 

A recent photo taken by the famous under sea explorer Jack Cluesoo has been identified as the ghostly apparition of the missing heiress Lady I. B. Acksoon. Immediately after the photo was taken Cluesoo reported the candles burst into flame and the "Lady" and her chains vanished in a flash of blue light. Shortly thereafter, her nephew Rupert Greaddy, was found drowned face down in his favorite punch bowl with a still live octopus stuffed in his mouth. The local police say this is a clear case suicide brought on by depression due to his learning of the death of his beloved aunt.  The police dismiss witness statements that a trail of fresh seaweed and wet footprints found leading to the punch bowl, as well as a chain of rusty iron links wrapped around the body have nothing to do with Greaddy's death and the case is considered closed.  

"Lady I. B. Acksoon" is a plastic piece from the "Rise of Mologh" where she is actually one of the hero pieces.

Undead Mistress

It's only a nightmare...

or is it? For the power of Lich Mistress Ima Imorale'mortal can warp one's own reality to match hers.

Little of her once matchless beautiful flesh remains, a small price to pay in her soulless eyes for near eternal life and matchless power over the restless "dead."

When she appears to you in the "flesh" or a dream, don't delay just run away, don't look back, just pray to your god's that she loses interest in your body and soul.

Or maybe it is already too late, and you are...

DOOMED!

I painted this plastic Litch Mistress over the weekend.

When Death Goes to WAR

The nightmare sight no one wants to see, "Death" in his most "War-like" visage.

Death in his war-gear is a plastic piece I painted this week.

Monsters, Monsters Everywhere

Brave Hoplite Hiktos Nuluk has found himself in a most unusual situation-surrounded by monster from the future.

Actually, facing off against a horrible beast, god or demi-god is very common for our poor cursed hoplite. (see World Historyprof: The Continued Adventures of Brave Hiktos Nuluk for his back story)  Engaged by four at a time seems a bit over kill.

Brave Hiktos Nuluk must battle the beasties Frankenstein's Monster and the Wolfman... 

the Undead Imhotep Mummy...

and Undead Count Dracula the vampire...what's a brave hoplite to do!

The "Horror Monsters" are a special pack from Crisis Protocol by Atomic Mass Games, I painted them within the last month. Brave Hiktos Nuluk, who I use to show the size of creatures, is a metal 25mm piece I painted in the 1970's.

Dracula some stages of painting.

Glued and ready for priming.

I hand prime all my pieces. In Drac's case I used a charcoal black.

Next comes the first dry brushing of metal, an antique gold in this case.

Unfortunately, the photos of the painting steps of red, black, grey and white where lost when I got my new phone.

Here Dracula is ready for highlights.

Now I am ready for the game board, my opponents will tremble in the power of the King of the Night.

This Dracula is a plastic piece from Atomic Mass Games for Crisis Protocol. I finished him yesterday.

The Mummy Walks

Sleep lightly when the Moon glows bright and the whisper on the wind is in reality the sliding foot falls of the Mummy.  The awakened vengeful spirt of a culture and religion long thought buried in the sands of time.

His power grows with the rising Ra-Horakhty (Morning Sun) on the Nile. 

"All hail Ra-Horakhty the all-powerful."

Now to destroy the unbelievers who have defiled the eternal sleep of the "God's" chosen leaders.

Perhaps YOU are one of the thrice cursed raiders of the tombs of the Pharoah's and their families! The Mummy will reap revenge upon all those involved...

The Mummy is a plastic piece that I painted this week.

Fear When the Moon is Full and a Wolf Howl Shatters the Night

"Even a man who is pure of heart and says his prayers at night, may wolf become when the Wolfbane blooms and the Autumn Moon is Bright!"

With a blood curdling howl at the Moon, the Wolfman begins his hunt. 

Be he called the Bleidd-ddyn, Loup-Garou, Varcolac, Varulv, Vulkodlaka or Wolfman he (yes, there can also be Wolfwomen) is cursed to transform form from human to beast where the blood lust takes control only to be sated by a fresh kill.

Only the rising of the Sun, or death, can return the Wolfman to human form. 

Till then, this victim of wolf lycanthropy is doomed to hunt and kill when the Moon is full. When as a beast he has no family, no friends, no loved ones...only potential prey.  So, fear the full Moon, lest you become the next bloody quarry of the Wolfman.

This is a plastic piece from Crisis Protocol that I painted in November.

Frankenstein is My Creator I Am Adam

The monster walks this night, as witnessed and photographed by our foolishly brave reporter Ivn B. Stewpid. 

Where Dr. Frankenstein's beast is headed is unknown. What is known is the trail of fear, destruction and death it leaves in its wake.

Is he the stuff of nightmares?

A mindless beast?

Or just a misunderstood creature?

A new Adam as his creator intended...only time will tell the true tale of Dr. Frankenstein's creature.

"Adam" is a plastic piece I painted this week.

Every Evil Lord Needs Minions

I am the Lord Grimgut and these are my minions the Retchlings.

I create them in my "Caldron of Remains."

Here is one forming now.

Soon I and my minions will search for more humans to provide the remains for yet more Retchlings.

And then we will hunt for more.

Until my minions form an army to conquer ever more feeding, a I mean hunting, grounds.

All these are plastic pieces I painted earlier this month.