Saturday, August 18, 2012

2 STC Saturdays: Se7en Deadly Sins, Se7en Deadly Models #3

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Apathetic to the point of corpulence.  Void of emotions, spirituality, excitement and passion.  He lyes in his own filth too lethargic to even care.  The concept of time has all but diminished in his thoughts.  He cares little for the gifts that god has given him.  His talents wasting away in a inverse image of his own sarcosis state.  Languishing his entire pathetic life away he has fallen into the hands of dejection.  His idle hands invite the God of Decay to mark him one of his own vassals.  Through glee and delight he has granted this pathetic creature of anguish eternal life.  No longer of living flesh his soul is filled with the corruption of the warp.  Pumping the darkness of its' indignation through his veins.  It oozes out of his orifices in the form of black sludge he drowns in the swamp-like water of the river Styx.  Commanding his mechanical limbs to crawl forward in a perpetual motion.  Unable to stop the forward momentum of his new found desire.  His predilection is beyond his control rather it is whip that lashes out at his tortured mind.  He is the one who believes in nothing, cares for nothing, seeks to know nothing, interferes with nothing, enjoys nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, lives for nothing, and remains alive because there is nothing for which it will die.

To represent the avarice of this slothful being I envision a former magos of the mechanicum.  A servant of the machine god that fell from the grace of his former god.  One who withered away his direction in life.  One who turned to the sin of dejection.  Unable to control his frivolously squandering of his talents he now imprisoned to the God of Nurgle.  Forever entombed in a symbiotic relationship with a daemonic machine of possession.  Continuously kept alive in his servitude he stalks the realm of man on his mechanical limbs in the name of Nurgle.

In terms of gaming mechanics I wanted to ensure that I did not squander away an opportunity.  With so few armies in Special Operations Killzone being able to take a walker I felt compelled to include one in my se7en deadly models.  This gift horse, a Scout Sentinel will break up the visual aspects of the squad with its' shape and size.  It also enables my converting tools to go to town on making a one hundred percent unique model.  I will be fitting this beast of Nurgle with an autocannon and will be stripping away the cockpit to expose the sinful operator.  In full view to the world around him he will forever be exposed to world around him.  Still unable to enjoy it, suffer with it or die along side of it.  A prisoner of his own chosen fate. 


  1. Gorgeous models. I think what I like best is how the rubble bases actually look like rubble. One of the best trash heap/war torn rubble area bases I've seen.

  2. Wish I could claim the model was mine but unfortunately it is someone else's eye candy that I pouched for my post.