#ironskull

[phantomoftheshoppera]

Painted the Orruk Megaboss and Ironskull’s Boyz - first time painting the Ironjawz and I think I will be sticking with Kruleboyz as my main focus for the Orruks in Age of Sigmar.

I love the Ironjawz models and am pretty happy with how the yellow armour came out, but I feel like the white primer is messing me up somehow. Or maybe I just need to repair my brushes.

[paint-pot-pete]

Another fun comparison post from when I started painting to now using Ironskull’s Boyz that I painted last month 😁

Really happy with my progress on these; the 2019 attempt was good for the time but it lacks the detailing, shading and more interesting use of colour that I’ve since adopted 😊

What do you think?

[supercomputer-lizard]

Iron Warrior oc poll

Context: Made in my English class as the teacher told us to make a character for either an existing piece of media or our own made up one

Zherel Ironskull:

Zherel Ironskull is an Iron Warrior created using the daemonculaba, but before that he was a random guy. A forgettable teenager in a forgettable village on a forgettable planet that was occupied by the Iron Warriors. He was taken to the daemonculaba and turned into a space marine. Then he joined a warband known as the Claws of Steel with a few others, the warband was lead by one of few Iron Warriors that betrayed the Imperium and wasn’t an ass. He mentored the new guys, before being killed by Zherel while sleeping, who promptly took place as the leader. I should mention that he uses a lighting claw, which also has a flamer on it, on his left arm and a one handed power sword in his right. He also took the old leaders helmet and put it on his chest plate as a trophy and his armor is like a mix of normal space marine armor and terminator armor. He would then spend time fighting people, expanded the Claws of Steel and sort of became like an arms dealer to other warbands. But other than that, he was some special weapons to himself as well.

Cool Weapons:

Khornate missiles: basically a missile that has several Bloodletters trapped in small metal boxes in it, then drop the missile on your enemies and watch the daemons come out. The missile is large than a space marine and contains 14 Bloodletters

that’s it, I don’t have any more about this guy or any weapons

[ansu-gurleht]

worldbuilding some Dwarves.........these little guys have so much political animosity towards each other you wouldn't believe

[gayandbasic]

THATS MY BIMBO IN THE TOP RIGHT!! my baby girl Raz 🥹

A new month starts tomorrow, and that means it's prime time to become one of my little corruptlings and get rewards of your amazing characters or fanart! Here's some rewards from this month! - not my characters but I do love them!

[trollbite]

Here's my entry for the Miniature Painting Open 2023 by Cult of Paint. It's a slightly converted Bonekutta from Ironskull's Boyz.

[babybluesquid]

Session 9, An Offensive Delivery

Our Players this Week:

Hog 112, they/them, Weapon Thaumaturge, skirmisher warforged, the leader of the inquisitives agency and founding member, tends toward practicality and following a command structure.

Vestige, they/them, Bones Oracle, warforged placed into a human body, a healer and the agency’s fleshborn face, remains on the periphery with an individualistic streak.

Strategy, it/its, Empiricist Investigator, officer warforged, an old model who’s seen much action and uses the tactics they learned back during the war now under Sharn.

Samanta, she/they, Swashbuckler Fencer, skirmisher warforged, a spotter during the war who turned to spying for one of Sharn’s criminal families before joining the inquisitives agency.

Mage, they/them, Universalist Wizard, living wand warforged, a young forged who was built after the Mourning, looking to find their place in the world.

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Remarkably, all the sleuths are still alive and the arsonists are defeated. Strategy sets to picking over the field. The enemy was a shifter, a dwarf two humans, a goblin archer, and the corpses seem to be a dwarf and a goblin as well. It collects a finger from one of the no longer immolating corpses, then locates six obsidian stones. Two were lodged in the foreheads of the corpses and they’re burning to the touch. The remaining were on the persons of the four arsonists and they whisper. The archer hasn’t got a stone on them. Looking through the arsonists’ bag of holding, it finds a severed goblin arm. Disturbing. Some arguing ensues over what to do with the bodies. They can’t be left, seeing as the arsonists use the dead as weapons. They resolve to collect them all up and take them to the Blackened Book, using Halt’s authority to bring them to the upper city.

The party splits up to complete the tasks. Hog goes to give Rattle Row a look over, it’s safe. Strategy, Mage, Shot, Halt, Ironskull, and Fredrick head to the drop off the corpses. Strategy warns the Blackened Boo to dispose of them, they’re dangerous even in death. Halt asks it for the obsidian stones for investigation, and it hands over one of each variety. The coppers have to return to work, but Shot opts to stick around till she can find her still missing friend.

Samanta and Vestige carry the prisoner arsonist back to the agency. Ventra’s there in the entryway, chatting up that changeling reporter Vil. Their eyes flit down to the unconscious woman Vestige and Samanta are carrying. “Inquisitive business,” Vestige says to preempt the question. “Will you be available for interview soon then?” They ask. “No, this’ll keep is quite busy.” The two forged carry the arsonist into the interrogation room and tie her up to a chair. She wakes. Eyes wild, she thrashes against the bonds, not giving up until the point of exhaustion. Vestige opts to give her the night to think things over before the interrogation. The others head back and set to repairing each other. Vestige sleeps. They dream.

Morning, Vestige reports to Hog 112’s office, “good morning.” “Good morning,” Hog replies. “You almost died in that fight there. How are you doing?” “Well, I’m not dead.” “True.” “You alright?” Hog asks. “I’ve had another vision,” Vestige reports. “I sense it’s not the happy kind.” “I don’t get happy visions.” “Ah, what was it about?” “I saw the figure made of shadows again. This time its quarry was Shadowblack. The setting was more familiar. I saw the Red Hammer. And then a celestial being with a flaming sword.” Hog muses on that, “well, this can’t have been something that really happened. Have you been able to talk to Shadowblack recently?” “No. He’s been missing.” “Were you worried before this?” Vestige’s reply carries anger, “I do suspect he’s dead now.”

That hangs a bit, Hog asks, “well, dead of what? Who would have any reason to kill Shadowblack? I mean, that was a strange fellow, but it just doesn’t make any sense to me.” “Sometimes going after our connections,” Vestige surmises, “first Clever, now Shadowblack. I’m thinking we’ve got ourselves a powerful enemy. Doesn’t seem to be Jack-in-Irons though.” “We’re under siege and we don’t know it.” “Seems to be so.” “Whoever it is, why would they come after us?” Vestige sighs, “I’m thinking we’re looking into something we shouldn’t.” “Yeah but what’ve Clever and Shadowblack got to do with it?” Hog’s frustration grows, “it’s not like Shadowblack knows anything about what we’re doing in here.”

“Well,” Vestige admits, “when I was looking into Shadowblack, trying to find him again, I met a forged who said that Shadowblack knows Aggregate.” “Aggregate, that’s that Blade, isn’t it?” “Seems so.” “Well, Aggregate sounded to me just like some kinda homicidal gangster. I dunno what that one could possibly have to do with some force of shadow,” Hog grasps for some understanding of the vision, coming up with nothing, “all kinds of strange things happening in this city recently.” “I don’t rightly know why my visions are filled with a shadowy figure,” Vestige agrees, “but I think that I oughta figure out who they are and put a stop to them.” “When we wrap up this case, we’re gonna look for them. You really think someone got to Clever?” “I think so. Don’t see any other reason I’d have a vision about her.”

Knocking. One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three again. It’s Jhaala’s pattern. “Well, nothing’s ever final till we find the body,” Hog says before going to their office door. It is indeed Jhaala, holding a box. “Someone’s sent us a box,” she reports. “Who?” Jhaala shrugs, nonchalant, “I don’t know, but it’s not a blast disc. Ventra performed detect magic on it. It’s clean.” “Should be safe then.” Hog takes it over to their desk and opens it up. They freeze. Then shudder. Inside is Clever’s head. There’s a note. “Tip for inquisitives,” it reads, “don’t snoop in on people who hire assassins - Slick.” Hog exclaims, “what scheme of Khyber is this?!” Then shuts the box. “Slick?!” The name’s familiar. That criminal from the papers. “Slick?! Well somebody’s getting their guts yanked out! Right Vestige, let’s go tell the troops!” Vestige nods affirmation and goes to gather the sleuths.

Hog’s still shaking when the group’s arrayed before them, but their voice is clear and commanding, “alright soldiers, Clever’s dead. We get her head in a box and somebody’s gonna pay for it. At the moment it’s looking like that Blade Aggregate’s at the center of all this, and it looks like they’re two steps ahead of us. From now on, we need to be careful cause it looks like they’re after our contacts. In this investigation, secrecy and care are the name of the game. When we find out who’s behind this, they’re gonna wish they went to Khyber.”

The hush wears off Strategy first, “from now on, we should stick together on our missions. If they’re coming after our contacts, they may come after us. They are waiting for an opportunity.” “If so, we might be able to turn it around on them,” Hog says. “I agree,” Vestige adds, “no more wandering off alone. That’s when Clever got picked off.” “Who’ll interrogate the prisoner?” Strategy asks. Vestige touches their dagger, “I’d like to take a crack at her.” “Strategy,” Hog says, “you go inspect Clever’s head.” “Alright,” it replies then turns to Vestige, handing them the arsonists’ bag of holding, “here’s the burning stone. If the cultist doesn’t talk, you can use it on her. The cultists might not enjoy being burned as much as they like setting fires. Mage and I can investigate the head.” “Mage is still a customer,” Vestige points out. Mage pipes up then, “I don’t mind.” “Besides,” Hog adds, “if Mage leaves now, they might end up a head in a box.” “Lovely,” they reply.

Vestige and Samanta go to the holding cell. The arsonist is there, awake and still but her eyes are still wild. Vestige approaches, arms cross, “you were gonna go burn down Rattle Row, huh.” No response. “That was stupid, that’s our territory,” Vestige continues, “you’re one of Jack-in-Irons’ fellows, right?” Still nothing. “What locations are you going after next?” When she’s still quiet, Vestige draws their dagger, “look, we killed your friends, and we won’t care much if we kill ya too.” Finally, she speaks, “pain cannot touch me now.” “I kinda doubt that. Your friends did die screaming. Why don’t we give it a try, huh?” The woman tilts her chin up and stares, “death will simply join me with the fire as I am joined now. It is no change in conditions.”

At that, Vestige cannot help but smile beneath their mask, “oh, well I’m sorry but you’re not gonna join the fire when I kill you. See, my magic’s from Dolurrh and if my touch kills you, that’s where you’ll go, same as any other person. Whatever little connection you’ve drawn with Khyber, it won’t be able to draw you in.” Her eyes widen, then narrow, “even that be the case, I will not betray the conflagration.” “We already know who your master is, and we already know where your base is. No reason to keep your mouth shut anymore. I’m thinking your little operation won’t last the week. Now, where are you gonna target next?” The woman grins, “attack’s commencing today, soon. Find out.” Vestige pulls off their mask, glaring at her hatefully. They call upon their will, reach out, and grasp her soul. They wrench it free. She dies. Samanta stares down at the dead arsonist, “better that you did it instead of I, less messy.” Vestige nods, replacing their mask, “let’s get this cleaned up.”

Meanwhile, Strategy’s investigating Clever’s head. There’s no damage done to it, well, aside from the fact that it’s now separated from her body. The cut’s relatively clean, but doesn’t match the Jack-in-Irons victims. Some other tool was used. It also can’t determine the time of death for sure. Vestige approaches to return the burning stone then. “Did she talk?” It asks them. “She said there’s gonna be another attack today,” Vestige reports, “but possessed little regard for her life so she didn’t say where.” “Did you kill her already?” “Yeah.” Strategy’s unbothered, “well, you need to get rid of the body.” Vestige nods.

Strategy proceeds to inspect the goblin arm from the arsonists’ bag of holding. This limb was removed with Jack-in-Irons’ typical precision. It then determines from the finger it took off the fire corpse that the bodies were perpetually burning, but not consumed by the flame. It seems the obsidian was the source of the fire and the force which animated the body. Thus, remove the stone, deanimate the corpse. Strategy alerts Hog to its findings and then the sleuths go to dump the arsonist’s body and the goblin arm in a lava pool to destroy the evidence.

Once again, it’s come to a race against the arsonists. With the Old Spook blocking their hideout, the sleuths gotta stop the ghost first. Hog 112 figures that burying Fenwell’s family proper will weaken the ghost enough to exorcize it without a fight. Mage and Vestige head to the necropolis to find a priest. They find Jaki, a halfling priest of Boldrei who agrees to help with the burial after Vestige impresses its importance upon him. Strategy and Samanta go back to Markden Fenwell’s house to search for anything else that might help. They find another child skeleton. Hog goes the the Circle of Seven to learn the occult rites necessary to convince the ghost to leave. The party reconvenes and brings the bones to Jaki to be interred in the City of the Dead.

Fallen, Markden’s territory. Hog begins to lay out the sigils and ritual components in the street. Vestige stands in front of them. The others hide behind corners and down alleys, weapons drawn and ready for if that Old Spook goes hostile. Markden appears. The air is still and cold.

Vestige approaches, “Markden Fenwell, priest of Boldrei, your family is in Dolurrh. It’s time for you to rest.” The ghost breathes out his response, “I can’t.” “We’ve laid your family’s bones to rest in the city of the dead,” they tell him. “And yet the Sovereigns didn’t stop the fall from taking them from me.” Seeing Vestige failing to talk to ghost down, Hog hurries to complete the ritual. They begin to chant in the secret words. The ghost begins to fade. Then remanifests! His connection seems tenuous, but Marken won’t be going down to rest without a fight. Hog drops their chant to shout, “your Sovereigns may not want you, but they’re gonna get you all the same!”

The inquisitives emerge from hiding, bringing weapons and spells against the ghost. To little effect! Hog makes a quick determination, “the energy of life will hurt it!” Their attacks slash through its form but it reincorporates with little damage. Marken target Vestige in particular, sending a confusing assault against their mind. Then, he punches Hog through, knocking them inactive. The rest hurry to attack, but most weapons phase right through it. They’re powerless to stop the Old Spook from also knocking out Shot. Strategy focuses, aims its war rod, and fires. The hit is direct. Markden Fenwell dissipates to nothing. Shaken by the encounter, it hurries to repair Hog. Vestige tends to Shot. Then, it’s on to take down the arsonists.

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Notables:

Vil, they/them, a changeling reporter who’s sticking their nose into the HF&A after Hog killed that werewolf. Hopefully they leave well enough alone.

[marzacklannen-blog]

Second version of Snurre, now with more lava.

My first attempt at lava and while it needs work, I was happy so far.

[ntaifitness]

Awesome #Kettlebell Designs: #Ironskulls are totally badass and these are a bit unique from the other #kettlebell designs on the list. #gym #fitness #ntaifitness https://www.fitness-china.com/kettlebell

[resenhasdemarte]

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[paint-pot-pete]

Propa dakka! 😜

Really happy with how this excellent Ork warband turned out 😁 led by Gurzag Ironskull, Basha, Hakka and Bonekutta make up the fantastically named Ironskull’s Boyz 🤣

Attempted some more line work on these that I normally do (I think it worked best on the black) and I’m really happy with how they look overall 😊

[dom-miguels-miniatures]

Bonekutta

Ironskull's Boyz

Warhammer Underworlds

Season 1

Shadespire

[evenmorestress]

The Decepticon Fam

Brakeneck Minor was raised by Decepticons when a scientist named Flintlock kidnapped her as an extremely young new spark. After the cons rightfully went “wtf Flintlock- Kidnapping an orphan isn’t the same as adoption!!”, she was handed off to a Decepticon squadron stationed at the energon production colony of Axilon.

Unaware of what Brakeneck’s Autobot given name was, they called her “Sterling” or (most commonly) by the nickname “Little Scraplet”.

The Fam:

Behemoth, the squad’s leader, became her adoptive grandsire. Ironskull took on role of weird uncle. Convoy is a vehicon who became big bro. And Thermal turned into her pseudo Aunt, and low key one of the only fembot role models around. She isn’t that great of a role model.

(the height chart is a wip)

Thermal is owned by @gigantoops who I designed her for, the rest are my concepts/designs

Some descriptions for my boys (will have gigs write one later for Thermal)

Behemoth: A mech who fought in the Great War, he is old enough to know what life was like before Megatron rose up. He knows of the injustice and pain that befell warframes- and beast alts. He’s old, vicious, but holds a fairly solid moral core at spark.

Ironskull: In comparison to Behemoth, he is more what the Autobots would consider a classical Decepticon. Violent, angry, and often short tempered. He acts as the Axilon squad’s heavy artillery and is more than willing to bust some Autobot helms. He’s actually pretty bored playing colony babysitter, especially now that the little Scraplet isn’t around. 

Convoy: A vehicon, which are the closest Decepticons have to civilian frames, Convoy became a member of the defensive squad after they dug him out of a mine destroyed by an Autobot attack. They grew fond of the guy’s bold sass and took him under their wing. Turns out he was a clever and talented addition to the team... he can also make DANG GOOD snacks.

[medivouk]

Mastering Ironskulls Boyz: Part 2.

Mastering Ironskulls Boyz: Part 2.

Welcome back! In part 2, the plan is to quickly go over the strengths and weaknesses of the Ironskull’s Boys ready for building power and objective decks. I have previously said that I’m looking at the warband as a brute force, attrition based warband. I think they have some real efficacy in that area. Da Gud: The Boss!Gurzag is one of the biggest strengths of Ironskull’s boys, as he is an…

[classicsinga]

Ironskull Biker Gang

One of the survival calls in Saints Row: The Third has you fight a gang of bikers at the gas station next to Zimos’ place after they call you out.

I wanted to expand on this in my universe and give the gang a name, territory, and a reason why they attack you.

The name was easy since it’s basically the canon name the bikers in the game have on their jackets.

Their territory is the southern part of New Colvin, specifially the south of Espina and a small portion of Camano Place, mainly this road here which has a bunch of vehicle related shops on it which are their businesses and source of income, as well as a Rusty’s Needle to tattoo the gang.

The gas station where they fight you right across from Zimos’ place.

A bunch of these Auto Repair shops.

Their main hideout is this warehouse complex next to the dock at the border of Espina and Camano Place.

This is the dock at their hideout, they use it to import vehicles, parts and weapons.

A Rim Jobs and another gas station are just a short distance down the road of that hideout.

Now the reason why they attack you is related to the car wash posts I’ve made over the last few days. Those weren’t merely eye candy but a build up for this headcanon.

The bikers basically feel threatened by the Saints’ presence on their territory and taking away customers with the carwash and other services they offer there to attract clients.