Although winter has arrived in good form here in Chicago, we've had some general moments of clarity and bright, crisp sunshine. So I spent the early hours this morning shooting some photos of little plastic people in action. For the most part, I was hoping to create a few dynamic images for the upcoming release of new, official Killzone goodness (...stay tuned for more on that this week). All was coming along quite nicely until Boyzilla appeared from the warp directly in the bowels of the Alacrity. The subsequent shift into realspace was calamitous and, in the ensuing mayhem, casualties were notable -particularly so for the Imperium.
Here's what that shot was meant to look like.
It's all about perspective. More tomorrow.