Figured I'd make a big overall post thinger for these guys. Still a very much in progress army. Theme? Grots! Grots for days! Grots for years! Take an Imperial Guard army, replace the guys with shorter green guys, make ALL their gear look like absolute scrap, and then beat them at their own game of cheap things!
So far my ramblings of the fluff for the Krew:
A weird strain of the Ork fungus spread across an abandoned imperial world, left due to unknown reasons, but riddled with wreckage of buildings and machines. First came the squirmlings and squigs to lay the foundations of the fungus, then the gretchin grew and begun to construct buildings and tools for the coming ork boyz, and then...nothing. The gretchin just continued to build and expand until they covered a good portion of the planet with vast, complex cities worth of buildings and machines.
Without orks to put them down, they grew more cunning as grots do. Some began to boss the smaller ones around and gangs of grots started popping up. Wars broke out soon after. Not being the brightest creatures out there..their planet was blown to pieces, literally. The biggest part of the grot "hive planet", roughly a fifth of the landmass, floated out into space and eventually collided into a derelict space hulk that seemed to be home to a krew of flash gitz.
Now safe to say, both parties were very surprised here. Who expects a planet to come knocking on their..let's call it a ship..their ship? The flash gitz asked these questions! With bullets! Many grots were killed of course, but they vastly outnumbered the boyz and overwhelmed them shortly. The older grots directing the tide until they won the fight. On particular gretchin, slightly taller than the rest and with pale grey skin, took the kaptain's hat for his own. It's said he even ripped off the power klaw one of the boyz had and fashioned it for his own use. With his new toy, fancy clothes, and vast amounts of cunning he ordered the space hulk to be integrated in and around the planet chunk with new weapons and scrapyards for the grots to build from.
Years and years later, only several of the older commanding gretchin even claim to get orders from Kaptain Gitklaw as he dubbed himself. Were the tales just made up by conniving grots to boss around the younger ones? Or is the Kaptain perhaps just that cunning now, ordering from the shadows and remaining unseen despite his ever growing wealth of teef, scrap, and shiny baubles? It's hard to tell. Safe to say, it's probably best to just avoid the massive chunk of scrap metal floating through space. They'll probably be the end of themselves eventually.
Now for the fun bits! Models!
First up we have my modified Morkanaut complete with grotkannon and soon to be replaced enormous chainsword.
This giant, hobbles on it's peg leg and aims to slash and bash it's way across the field. It throws out a giant force field while peppering foes with every bit of metal the krew can dump into it's kannon.
Next up are the two mega tanks I've made so far. I adore these cheap tanks so much. They put out a crazy amount of dakka.
And of course we need artillery to outclass the Guard at their own game. Complete with far too many krew members for three gunz.
And the primary form of boarding nearby ships, planets, or whatever else Da Kaptain's "Ship" floats next to, stormgrotz!
We have a squad of six here at the moment. The third from the left is my substitute Snikrot. An older grot who declared the Kaptain gave him command over the other stormgrotz. He pilots a hollowed out cybork body he personally augmented.
And so far, that's what I have other than some bikers, 60+ gretchin, a couple big meks, and a weirdboy. I'll have to post more pictures later.