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Happy Sanguinala and new terran year1
WIP of my Jokaero Tactician kitbash for my (mostly) auxiliary T'au army. Can't wait to paint it up!
Will run them as a darkstrider.
Jokaero Silverback combat rig
Art by WolfdawgArt
Found an interesting 40K template, lost it to the void, recreated something similar. Template here if anyone wants it :D
Last week's sketch: Going ape!
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The Road Warrior's car has broken down and the only mechanic available is this Space Simian. The Road Warrior is one of the random Reapet Bones minis that I received from the 2012 Kickstarter, and the Space Simian is a knockoff Jokaero from Etsy.
I needed a short break from all the fantasy multitudes that I've been working through, so I'm finishing off a few of my sci-fi-ish projects that have been waiting their turn.
Azrael: “what do you have there”
Colonel Strike, holding the hand of a Jokaero with one hand, a recaf mug in the other: “a recaf.”
‘He told us?’ ‘You speak his language?’ ‘No, but Mekki…’ Her voice trailed off. Admitting that Mekki had attempted to forge a link to Fleapit’s cybernetic implants probably wasn’t a good idea, especially when talking to an inquisitor. Jeremias leant forward in his chair, the grox-leather creaking. ‘Mekki did what?’ ‘I… communicated with him,’ Mekki admitted. Jeremias’s jaw clenched at the revelation, a vein throbbing at his temple. ‘You are a psyker?’ The Martian shook his head. ‘No. It was a data-exchange, nothing more. Flegan-Pala had dropped into a hibernation cycle.’ ‘Mekki tried to wake him up,’ Talen said, jumping to his friend’s defence. Mekki nodded. ‘And in the process, I learned a little about his past. Images, that is all.’ ‘And you believed them? You believed a xenos?’ The inquisitor looked at him sadly. ‘Mekki, aliens cannot be trusted, especially a life form as devious as a Jokaero.'
From: Plague of the Nurglings, Cavan Scott