I Don’t Know What Im Doing

The crustaceans try to drag me back to the hole they crawled out of in my dreams. Stop asking yourself “Am I cooked?” And start asking yourself “Can I cook?” I also paint 40k minis, scream nonsense into the void, try to write things on occasion, and GM ttrpgs. Kind of. Not really, I’m trying to get the hang of it ok?

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SO MANY FUCKING GEMS

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WIP for a certain snek

Tried out doing gemstones which I think came out really good

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Big fella came out really good

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the teeth on this one was a fucken nightmare. Did however do its job when played

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Twin pyrovores painted up and did not hold up to performance when played, rip

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Big bug I finished before going back to CSM, will likely return to nids with the coming of the next edition, need to post what I’ve been up to past couple months

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And who can forget good ol’ Lucius?

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GUESS WHOSE BACK ON THE CHAOS GRIND BABEYYY

This took way too long

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favorite depiction of Tyranids?

I tend to not enjoy the way a lot of writers portray Tyranids, to be honest. I hate when they're just Not Xenomorphs that hiss and screech and act fundamentally like chittering animals. I also despise the "personal" route where every Tyranid emanates hatred and maliciousness and is evil. Both of these, to me, rob them of the effective horror that is their unique and unknowable Hive Mind.

The book that captures best what I want out of Tyranids, and is a fairly tense read for it, is Deathworlder by Victoria Hayward. It's a good book in its own right, of course. Catachans and Cadians exploring cultural differences during a secret mission in the final hours of a world doomed by Tyranids. Good stuff. Worth a read. The way the Tyranids are written, though, is superb. They barely make noise. Most of their ambient sound comes from the sheer number of them moving at once, the shifting of carapace, the sounds of biological weaponry compressing to fire. They don't react to pain correctly. They move broken and shattered limbs in ways that are deeply wrong, compelled through a greater consciousness. They let themselves be crushed down into ramps for their fellows to swarm over, without making a sound or resisting it. Tyranids appear randomly to observe or harry people for ends that aren't understood but feel deeply deliberate. Everything is alien but clearly part of an intelligence that vastly outstrips everyone present. It's great. It is what Tyranids should be.

Anyway, if you like Tyranids, Catachans, human suffering, a fascinating glimpse into genestealer cults post-"ascension", a big woman ripping a gargoyle in half with her bare hands, go read Deathworlder.

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Wurms

Almost have a full 1000 points painted, moving onto VR leapers, after that probably work more on basing where it’s needed, such as wurms

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BEEG gun bug

Plus a bunch of little gun bugs

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Mouth bug

Gotten 3 nid-adjacent books, read one of them. The Fall of Malvolion is a short story by Dan Abnett that entails a guard regiment making all of the correct decisions when preparing for a Tyranid incursion, and just getting immediately overwhelmed anyway.

The Mordian Iron Guard are landing armored support, they’re evacuating people, the space marines are on their way! Until lictors and genestealers disrupt the evacuation, and spore mines melt away armor as gaunts flood the plains. Carnifexes are tackling leman russes and zoanthropes are blowing up chimeras with their brains. And then drop pods start breaking through the atmosphere; the space marines have arrived to push back the xenos threat!

They’re Lamenters :(

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I assure you, this strain of peak bio-predator absolutely needs a skirt

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Big bug, big gun

Bits are the norn kit, screamer-killer green stuffed to the sides, and the tyrannofex rupture cannon with the tox-poons just glued into the ends for a kinda harpoon gun

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Camo bug

Should probably read a couple nid-adjacent books, like blood of Baal

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After making minimal progress on painting things (I painted a few emperors spears characters but that was kinda it) I did a change of pace and got a used flyrant and painted up my take on Leviathan colors.

Then Christmas came….

So fuck it this is a bug blog now

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So I might’ve gotten Spear of the Emperor by ADB and I might’ve binged it in like a day and man it’s probably my favorite imperium book. It’s unapologetic in the difference between baseline humans and space marines while also building your expectations and knocking them down. Amadeus starts cold and uncaring, and when he and his serfs - one of which is the main character whose POV we share- touch down on Nemeton, with the expectation that Amadeus has built with the context of the book, it is genuinely surprisingly when the Spear that meets them on the ground asks for their names (love Brêac, cherish Brêac). All of the Spears you meet have a wonderful charm to them, and it is refreshing to see a chapter’s home planet actually like living. Wonderful book, had an amazing time.

Making this guy was fun. Brave enough to try green stuff more, not brave enough to try freehanding the chapter emblem and runes. Gonna have to scrounge around for custom transfers

Skovakarah uhl zarûn

Bits are: Kor’sarro Khan, helmet from the normal primaris space marine captain, arms from the intercessor kit, spear from the stormcast vindictors kit from AOS