Jokersminis

Impressive. The airbrush work compliments the traditional paint rather than overwhelming it. Are you going to do a display/carrying board?

The coherency you have across each painted force is quite nice. I think the last group of Wolves is my favorite, nice color choices on the fur.

Minor Threadromancy here, but this is a spectacular thread. I don't have enough likes. Amazing work from concept through paint.

A welcome return indeed!

WOW. Where was I when this thread came about? :) Absolutely Brilliant. Each has been saved in the aforementioned 'Aerion' file. Eagerly Awaiting the next entries.

Thank You, Sir! A simple, consise tutorial; for an extremely effective technique.

Congrats! That Rocks. :rolleyes:

Gents- All posts with working pictures or links lived. Lets keep this thread simple and on topic. Pictures of your Ultras, or Ultramarine Successor Chapters. I will purge dead links and pics periodically. -If you have questions for a painter, take it to the PM's. -If you want feedback for your stuff, start a thread or take it over to the PCA. -Remember- 700 pixels wide is the limit, according to the board RULES. -Size pics correctly or they will die. They mess up the board formatting. Other than that, there are some great pics in here, Keep Them Comin'!

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Cut-Off Part 1a- For Aurelius Rex, who is a bit on the busy side, trying not to get his butt kicked in the Painting Contest :tu: ++++ The ruined cityscape, scant meters below, rushed by in a grey blur. The twin Thunderhawk gunships moved in a deadly ballet of precision, weaving in and out of the destroyed hab-towers and burning factories of Alcmene Proteus, as they rocketed toward the landing zone. Altitude warning systems long disabled, the Legio transports hid themselves among the radar returns of the ground clutter to avoid detection by the Traitor forces. Brother Captain Lycurgus stood calmly on the control deck of the lead gunship, staring out the reinforced plasglass windscreen. There, the landing zone was just ahead. A few deft movements on the controls and whispered prayers to the Thunderhawk

**** Darkness fell. Noctus Cain stood in the deepening shadows outside the temple. There were three loyalist Space Marines inside. The Warmaster had demanded a message be sent, these children would do fine. Noctus glanced at the arcane imagery inside the ancient suit of Terminator Armor. The tech-savants had done masterful work. The ten thousand year old armor was currently operating better than it ever had before. It would serve him well. Noctus quickly surveyed the scene in his mind. The main force of the Legio had moved toward a large explosion under a tracked vehicle only moments before. Noctus peered through a crack in the temple wall and with a thought; activated his armor