They don't know they're born, tcoch!

[Path Walker]

Oh god, the metal forest dragon. THE METAL FOREST DRAGON.

[grimmas]

Yep that's right you had to make the wing membranes.

[Psychosplodge]

In my day you had to walk t'mill uphill both ways in snow, setting off 'fore you'd gone t'bed for hayp'nny bit a day, twenty five hours a day eight days a week. And then when you'd saved. you'd got the arms glued on your Bjorn. You dropped the great big weight on your bloody foot.

[CoffeeGrunt]

I'm glad I was too poor to afford Warhammer until it all became plastic. :P

[Psychosplodge]

I still have that bjorn. You could probably kill someone with it.

[Mr Mystery]

Put it in a Verruca Sock (nice and wipe clean) and clobber someone with it.....the perfect crime....*


*Mystery Industries do not endorse violence of any kind except against miniature army men types, and bear no responsibility for you being stupid enough to follow our advice

[Path Walker]

Lookit this ****er. Look at its thin, writing neck. Realise one of the neck joins was at the top, meaning a joint had to support the weight of that massive head. Which is couldn't, so it'd break off and smash against the table. Then the tail would collapse.



Picture was found on this ancient relic: [url]http://www.angelfire.com/games2/warham40k[/url]

[Psychosplodge]

And that's why I didn't play fantasy at all back then. Cause if you couldn't actually field your dragon what was the point?

[Mr Mystery]

Because some times, your Artillery might need to a pop a wheelie. And by pop a wheelie, I of course mean over balance backwards and fall off the board.



These however......yeesh.

[Psychosplodge]

2Ps may or may be glued under my devastators to keep them stable.