Goose Hydra
28mm scale
"I do not like the cobra chicken"
A friend had this fun, deranged model printed for me as a birthday gift. It's from Yasashii Kyojin Studio on My Mini Factory.
Goose Hydra
28mm scale
"I do not like the cobra chicken"
A friend had this fun, deranged model printed for me as a birthday gift. It's from Yasashii Kyojin Studio on My Mini Factory.
Rhox Gangster
28mm scale
"Can I go in?"
"Are you on the list?"
"Not... technically."
"If you're not on the list, then you can't go in. Now, shove off!"
This rhino man puts his muscle to work as a gangsters' thug, guarding, fighting, or intimidating as the need arises...
Rhox lawyer
28mm scale
Single rhino lawyer
Filing an objection
Up at night and reading law
For his clients' protection
Single rhino lawyer
Working pro bono cases
Got some brand new evidence
So back to court he races!
(w. apologies to Futurama)
... While his law-abiding brother argues in court. His clients may be guilty, innocent, or something in between, but either way he'll make sure they receive the toughest defense he can muster.
This pair of thick-headed fantasy figures are a set from Magic the Gathering.
Timon and Pumbaa
28mm scale
It means no worries
For the rest of your days
Yeah, sing it, kid!
It's our problem-free philosophy
Hakuna Matata!
Just a fun idea I've been wanting to put together for a while... Pumbaa is a Bears Head Miniature, Timon is from the North Star Africa line.
Jones
28mm scale
Jones heaved half his armored bulk over the edge of his tank, and I thought the metal would give way. Molly stabbed him overhand with the Syrette, driving the needle between two plates. Propellant hissed. Patterns of light exploded, swarming across the frame and then fading to black. We left him drifting, rolling languorously in the dark water. Maybe he was dreaming of his war
in the Pacific, of the cyber mines he'd swept, nosing gently into their circuitry with the SQUID he'd used to pick Ralfi's pathetic password from the chip buried in my head. - "Johnny Mnemonic"
Jones is a cybernetically enhanced dolphin, used by the navy to sweep and hack sea mines during the last war, and addicted to amphetamines to ensure his obedience. He somehow left the service with his implants intact, but to feed his addiction he now lives in a tank at a grubby fun park, as a low-rent attraction for the children of Nighttown... "Talk to the War Whale!". One day, razorgirl Molly Millions comes to him with a challenge: a data courier with an encrypted program in his head that only Jones' implanted superconducting quantum interference device can unlock...
He was more than a dolphin, but from another dolphin's point of view he might have seemed
like something less. I watched him swirling sluggishly in his galvanized tank. Water stopped
over the side, wetting my shoes. He was surplus from the last war. A cyborg.
He rose out of the water, showing us the crusted plates along his sides, a kind of visual pun,
his grace nearly lost under articulated armor, clumsy and prehistoric. Twin deformities on
either side of his skull had been engineered to house sensor units. Silver lesions gleamed on
exposed sections of his gray-white hide.
I first read "Johnny Mnemonic" in high school in the 80s and poor Jones stood out to me as one of the great characters in a story crammed with delicious cyberpunk detail. I clearly wasn't the only one; Jones made a memorable appearance in the cheesy Keanu Reeves movie (loosely) based on the story. I opted for a sleeker look here than in the film when I converted a WizKids dolphin.
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| "Why are we here?" "Because Allison doesn't really have any cyberpunk minis. Also the dolphin was lonely." |
Terror Bird
28mm scale
This large and muscular flightless bird could be a species of Gastornis/Diatryma (55 mya) or the more recent and savage Phorusrhacid Titanis (1.5 mya).
I included this amazing Antediluvian Miniatures figure almost as an afterthought when I ordered Mary Anning. They have some other really nice looking prehistoric creature figures referencing the history of paleontology itself.
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| The filming of "Lemurian Explorers", 1928: Burt Hardcastle couldn't help feeling that this was awfully realistic for a special effect... |
Indy, Ragdoll Bard
28 mm scale
Tomorrow will take us away
Far from home
No one will ever know our names
But the bards' songs will remain
A bard's coin and living rest on their reputation, and Indy's songs and sagas are certainly well-reknowned. His passage through town always leaves behind happy, entertained folk purring a new song or two... and the occasional unexpected litter of kittens...
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| Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for the ripe, still, autumn weather, Through the rustling valley and wood and over the crisping meadow, Under a high-sprung sky, winnowed of mist and shadow. |
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| (Idyllic setting courtesy of the Oxfam Canada calendar) |
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| Definitely little. Perhaps happy. |
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| "I hope that's not releasing some kind of fumes" - my wife |
| "Stand down, marauder!" "Woof!" |
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| "By Dormammu's beard, I know I left my kong here somewhere!" |
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| The last sight of many an African zombie-hunter... |
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| "All right, calm down there Shardik. How about a nice Cure Light Wounds spell?" |
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| Living her be(a)st life... |