Orks Orks Orks Orks. Little over one week ago, fellow blogger (and Aussie extraordinaire) Fester threw down the proverbial gauntlet with a bold and inspirational challenge. After having complimented his work on a really gruesome and brilliant Battlewagon (observe the Rolla, and the nifty paintjob) -he suggested that I have a run at something similar. Naturally, I accepted.
Happenstance had it that I was out for an extremely rare visit to the Chicago Battle Bunker a mere 48 hours later, when and where I dutifully purchased this monster.
To be frank, I have expanded and rethought the parameters of the challenge a little bit, but the basic premise is both sound and the execution most certainly in the spirit of the affair. I was slightly intimidated when I first opened the box on this guy –there are so very many bits, and they all seem so utterly random, which I now understand is precisely the point. Well.
I know that I have said this before, and at the lamentable risk repeating myself entirely too frequently, I have to confess once more how much fun I’ve been having with these Orks. I never, never in a million years expected to be an Ork player. Sure, I have always gotten a modest chortle from the humor written into their story, but that grin is becoming much larger and the chortle is turning into a proper guffaw –an evil guffaw at that.
No. It will be a warm day on Fenris before you hear me bellow a proper (or an improper) Waagh!!! I promise never to do so -neither privately nor publicly.
But still, let’s hear it for those Orks eh.