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Showing posts with label Iron Maiden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Iron Maiden. Show all posts

Friday, January 19, 2024

You take my life...

 ... but I'll take yours too

You fire your musket but I'll run you through...

The Trooper

28mm




Staggering forwards, he clenches his bloodied sabre and raises the battle standard in the enemy's face, as shots ring out all around... What can victory even mean, in this slaughterhouse of flesh and metal?

The Trooper is easily both one of Iron Maiden's best and most memorable songs, and one of their most iconic images:


The song is inspired by the Crimean War, specifically the 1854 "Charge of the Light Brigade" in which British soldiers attacked in the face of Russian field guns with severe losses.  So, there's a definite theme of mutual pointless death and the futility of war.

The Trooper is another figure from the excellent Iron Maiden Zombicide box set.



Saturday, October 07, 2023

Up the Irons! Eddie lives!

Pharaoh Eddie 
Cyborg Eddie

28mm

There's a time to live, and a time to die
When it's time to meet the maker
There's a time to live, but isn't it strange
That as soon as you're born, you're dying...



Past and future... He's been an angel, a devil, a mystic, a king and an outlaw.  Eddie is immortal, following humanity through history witnessing our triumphs and our insanity, but unable to change our course no matter what form he takes...

 


These amazing models are from the Iron Maiden Zombicide box set. In addition to a bunch of game cards to use in a variety of different table top games, it comes with six detailed figures of Eddie in his different guises: Pharaoh, cyborg, Reaper, trooper, samurai and undead.  And there's a whole other box I didn't get, with six more!

"I don't want to die, I'm a god, why can't I live on?"


Monday, April 12, 2021

Slave to the Power of Death

Tomb of the Screaming Pharaoh
15mm scale

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a god
Why can't I live on?
 

 

It was said that the pharaoh Ser-Akh-Aten, seeking to escape not only bodily putrefaction but mortal death itself, entered a pact with forces far older and darker than the gods of his people.  He expired, shrieking in an incomprehensible tongue, his body grotesque and contorted, and was hastily mummified and interred under the Elder Sign by his priests, in the hopes his madness would be buried and forgotten.

It was not forgotten, and did not long stay buried...


 
He knew the Black Pharaoh
Servant to the Faceless Sphinx God
He gave me the book of the dead

 

These figures were a kind gift from CP Models.  I made the tomb from Fimo (the face) and insulation foam (the wall).

(A bit of a "Zardoz" vibe now that I think of it)