Sunday 17 May 2020
The Marionettes 2.0 (Part 3) Resurrection.
Like a Phoenix rising from the ashes, Zenith rose to his feet, casually patting himself down to extinguish the flames that had engulfed him.
"Is that all you have tin man? I had worse burns on my first day in the forge." Mocked the Goliath.
The Princeps activated his power axe by way of reply.
"That's a real pretty axe you have there, think I'll keep it for myself and sell the rest of you for scrap tin man."
Zenith raised his bolter and fired two shots at the Mech Champion.
The first round tore into the Princeps' arm and his power axe dropped listlessly by his side, the second blew chunks from the coolant tank as the Mech Champion dived for cover.
Zenith leapt over the pipe work to follow up his attack.
"You're quick tin man, I'll give you that. Now let's see if you can fight as well as you move."
The Princeps emitted a burst of binary static as the Goliath closed the distance.
"Squeal all you want tin man, there's no one else here. So if you want to beg for your life, you better make it in Gothic."
"Time to die tin man." said Zenith with a grin.
As the Goliath carefully took aim once more with his boltgun, the Princeps' Grapplehawk dropped silently from the overhead pipework.
As one, the Grapplehawk and Mech Champion struck. The Princeps sliced through Zenith's wrist with his power axe and the Goliath's bolter fell to the floor, his hand still twitching upon its grip. At the same time the Grapplehawk clamped on to Zenith's left arm, it's fangs biting deep, severing his nerves and several of his fingers.
"I will not yield tin man!" Screamed Zenith into the Mech Champions face as the Princeps plunged his Shock Stave into the Goliath rending him unconscious.
Zenith awoke strapped to a gurney. Before him floated a Medicae unit, the likes of which he could never imagine in his wildest nightmare.
"I'll tell you nothing tin man" spat Zenith. "I am born of the Forge and you will not break me!"
Another burst of binary static, no doubt aimed at the Medicae unit, before the Mech Champion turned to face the Goliath.
In broken Low Gothic the Princeps addressed the Goliath for the first time.
"Break you? we're not here to break you Goliath. We're here to fix you."
I've managed to get another three models built and painted for my renegade Ad-Mech gang so I thought I'd show them off.
I really enjoyed raiding my bits box (and Rob's bit box) to build this and as simple as it looks this is its third build! The paint job is a bit rushed but I already have other projects beckoning for my time so it will have to do.
Zenith opened his eyes. A coldness permeated his body and the memory of something important floated tantalisingly beyond his reach. His brow furrowed in concentration as he attempted to grasp the memory, but it immediately swam away, lost forever to his scrutiny.
"He is complete?" enquired SH-41-T4N
"Affirmative." Replied AFR-1-T. "He had remarkably high acuity for a Goliath. I have augmented his abilities, he will make a fine support unit."
"Come ZEN-1-TH. We have work to do"
"Take up position and cover us ZEN-1-TH" commanded SH-41-T4N.
Until next time....may the Hive Spirits watch over you 😉