7.04.2011

Sunday, Oh Sund - Wait... What? It's Monday?

Here I am again, dropping an update in passing.  The Rune Casters are as done as I have the time for; there's plenty of room for improvements and extras I want to add - like... you know, runes - but it's enough for now.







The two Brotherhood Hunters are done.  The Lone Slayers are done.  A squad of Fangs are done; two more left.  Hogan himself is almost done.  The Power Armored Brotherhood Guard are done; left is only the Terminators.  Following that, the Rhinos.


I'm a bit behind schedule, but I left room for delay.  I should be okay.
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7 comments:

The Inner Geek said...

I'm quite sure you've painted more in the last month or so than I have in the last year or so. You go boy!

July 4, 2011 at 10:28 PM
SinSynn said...

Wait....I thought fer sure today was Tuesday.....
Damnit Brent! Yer post haz me all confoozled!

On an entirely different note- you didn't paint some of those guys with pink scarves and ribbons, did you ?!?
Oh....you did.....
I dunno, dude.....I really don't....
I mean, they look ok an' all, but....
I dunno, dude...

July 5, 2011 at 3:02 PM
Terminus Est said...

Rune Casters look awesome bro !!

xD

G

July 5, 2011 at 3:57 PM
Evil Homer said...

I recognize those Missile Launchers!

July 5, 2011 at 4:23 PM
Brent said...

Did my comment post?

July 5, 2011 at 5:30 PM
Brent said...

Guess not. But yes Homer you are right of course!

And Sinn I like that color!

July 5, 2011 at 5:32 PM
Anonymous said...

Some of your better work for sure, i am a fan of this project. I like the dehorned CW helms.

July 26, 2011 at 11:07 AM

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