Hello good people. How be you?
I be well.
Last night I finished off painting a little tank I like to call “The Slammer”. It slams into the enemies front lines and is also a mobile prison so the name is fitting.
This vehicle, originally, started out as a humble Space Marine Landraider but was adnadonned mid battle when a fire broke out inside it. Then a squad of Cadian Guardsmen found it covered in mud and ash and made it their forward command base for a bit before hauling the old tank back to their own lines to see if it could be repaired. That’s where it sat, rusting away, for nearly a decade before it was sold as scrap to a passing scrap merchant. He then had it fixed up and converted into a convict transport and sold it to a penal colony. A few years later a dozen prisoners, along with a corrupt screw, broke out of the prison and took off in the converted raider. This band of murderous thieves and all round bad guys joined up with the Traitor Guard a couple of months later and donated their vehicle to the cause. Now it’s, primarily, used to charge into battle, do as much damage as possible, instill fear into the enemy and capture a few troops along the way.
The fate of Old Johnny Spader.
Poor old Johnny Spader was an unlucky git
always in trouble, forever in the shit
He joined the Guard with a heart full of pride
and on his very first day he almost died
one week later he charged at the lines
copped a stray bullet right in the behind
the medic said he was a lucky shite
and he soon jumped back in to join the fight
next he was blown up and lost his hearing
his comrades tormented him with their constant jeering
Johnny didn’t care and back to battle he went
An axe hurled his way and caused a nasty dent
feeling low and doubting his abilities
he decided to abandon the war with all its hostilities
He married a pretty lass and started a farm
but it wasn’t too long before, again, he was harmed
The Traitor Guard took him prisoner and made him their bitch
he begged for death but they didn’t grant him his wish
instead they strung him up at the front of their landraider
this was the fate of old Johnny Spader
Bit of an impromptu poem for you to explain the poor chap barbed wired to the front of the tank. Clearly, very much inspired by this –
I was really pleased with the angle of Johnnys arms. It looks as though he is struggling to get out of his barbed binds.
I hope you like what I’ve done here guys and gals. The next thing coming the Traitor guards way will be a Basilisk tank and a squad of shotgun wielding maniacs hehe. Why not aye, why not?
Cheers
IRO
Now THAT’s FUN!
Love the guy in front – so Mad Max.
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Thanks Mark. Mad max fury road is one of my faves. I think I still prefer mad max one but fury road is definitely up there. I’m also working on some techno barbarians that are very mad maxy too.
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Great Mad Max vibe – and not just the guy in front but the whole aesthetic. Your productivity is amazing!
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Cheers man. Definitely on a bit of a rolllately hehe 🤘🏼
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That’s cool mate – the dude pegged out on the front is a brilliant detail 🙂
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Cheers man. I was pretty excited when I thought of it hehe. Really pleased with how the arms on him worked as well.
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I’ll need this to get to work today.
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Haha how ace would that beeeee ????!!!!! Who would you string up on the front?
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I want to say my husband but then he’d just probably drive off with the new toy. :3
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What a great post you’ve treated us to! A story, a poem, another great figure and some excellent photos. As I said before, you’ve upped your personal bar. No slacking from here on in! 😊
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Haha I don’t slack! How very dare you sir! Thanks mate. I’m enjoying the painting a lot lately
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Yet another of your creations I need for WW2 at some point!
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Ww2? Weird war? Cooooool
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Great work. I do like the prisoner cage on the back deck- needs more captives in it I reckon- add one for every game they win I reckon….
Cheers,
Pete.
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That’s a good idea. I’ve got one prisoner I need to paint up for the cage
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I was wondering about the involuntary ‘figurehead’ and you explained all in poem form! 🙂
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Haha. I thought a poem would be a nice change
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That’s ace man, the dude on the front is just so cool!
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Had a feeling you’d like him. 😉😊 cheers
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I love it! 😀 I think it’s really impressive how you can paint something and make it look all weathered and beat up like this even though it’s technically a “fresh coat” of paint if you get my meaning. Hopefully that makes sense. I had a long day, so in my head it makes sense. 😛
I also love the poor guy strung up at the front and the poem to accompany him. Nice work, as always! 🙂
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Haha I get your meaning. I love weathering stuff. I think it’s oartly because I’m not a perfectionist.
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