Pizzapocalypse!

To celebrate the imminent arrival of the next edition of Warhammer 40k and to send off 5th edition in rollicking style, the lads at Games Workshop Liverpool kindly organized a night of Pizza and Apocalypse goodness for their customers to enjoy.

My activity on this blog was limited this week as i frantically painted up my Sanguinary Guard army so that i'd be able to take part with a mostly painted 1500 point army. Granted my chosen army resulted in only 22 models needing to be painted, but forty wings were a pain in the backside to get finished and even more of a pain keeping them glued on.

But enough of my problems, on with the photos. Apologies for some blurring, a sad combination of a not so great camera and drinking a few cans of pseudo-Red Bull to stay awake.

 Rather impressively my Storm Raven took two full bursts from Vulcan Mega bolters wielded by those Warhounds before it plummeted to the ground in a fireball.

 Far too many Landraiders for civilized society.

 Nids! So, so many Nids.

 My staunch Imperial Guard allies. And Night Lords, but don't tell the Inquisition.

 The Blingwing, before the horror began.

 One of several allied Storm Ravens. It died.

 

 The beginning of the end for my boys in Gold.

 The last of the Blingwing attempted to get revenge on one of the Landraiders with his powerfist, only to bounce off before being barbequed like the rest of his comrades.

So thanks again to GW Liverpool and everyone who turned up for an absolute blast of a night. Now if you'll excuse me, i need sleep.

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-pope.