I impulse-backed this game on Ks a while ago because I have a secret collection of halflings. Whats more these halflings number into 3 digits now. And not a single one has been painted or even assembled. How does this happen? What is wrong with me? Anyway, halflings. Half Tilt is a jousting game featuring halflings on goats / pigs / seals etc. I backed it. This is the gameboard. I half-arsed it. One day I will have a giant halfling army and the bakeries of the world will quake!
Oh man, the Unmade. These are some of Citadel’s gnarliest miniatures. My missus loved them and kept talking about getting me some to paint, but we both missed ’em being quietly retired. GW should have Last Chance To Catch mail outs so we know when we’re about to lose stuff! Because of how awesome they are, second-hand prices are also a bit gnarly, so when we got the chance to grab a scrap lot at a decent price we leapt in. These Disability Icons don’t let lack of arms, legs, or faces get in the way of laying the smack down on their enemies. Of course, what we know and what they don’t, is that their local goddo, the Flayed Prince, is just a facet of Slaanesh. Whoopsy!
This was a fun bunch to paint and give some minor repairs and conversions too. What Necromunda is to 40k, Warcry is to AoS – a deep dive into the weirdnesses and grotesqueries of the universe. There are so many bits here to enjoy, from the flayed faces worn about their bodies, to the eye teeth in the helmets. The Blissful One (her on the stilts) is really one of the strangest miniatures I’ve ever owned. Fantastic! My favourite though is the lad pushing his helmet back to give his enemy a view of his flayed face!
One of the things I love about Space Gits is the terrain. A tellyportaloo is such an obvious joke that I am surprised we never saw it before. In the game it zaps your gitz to a random part of the board. It was a pleasure to paint, and I channelled the spirit of every shitty festival portaloo I have ever been in. Random aside: when I was young it was considered de rigeur at certain festivals on Sunday nights for the portaloos to become fair game. This meant that anyone using one, especially the end ones, was at risk of having the toilet pulled over with you in it. You might find yourself trapped in a tumbled toilet with only the spilt jobbies for company. Whilst it never happened to anyone I know, I still wish terrible karmic retribution on anyone who did that to another person. I imagine Orktown to be a kind of eternal Reading-Festival-Circa-2000, with random riots breaking out all over the place and stuff burning and other people just doing their thing.
The vending machines also have an in-game function, for getting you random gear for your gits. These were a bit harder to paint, I struggled to get a working scheme, but fortunately its Orks so yeah.