The strange desire to assemble models continues so I finished putting together this mob of 20 zombies, which Games Workshops brands aptly enough as Deadwalker Zombies.
I suspect that this assembly bug I’ve been experiencing probably is because I don’t really feel like painting Frank’s Pig Demon right now even though I am pretty close to being done with it, but I still want to do something hobby related. Well, whatever the case, I find it is more enjoyable to do what is fun rather than slogging through something that isn’t currently interesting so the demon will have to wait awhile longer in the Unpainted Inferno but as for these fortunate zombies they graduate from the donjon of plastic in my closet to my Gray Legion.
Who knows if and when they’ll ever be painted. It is a great mark of ascension that is probably too much to seriously hope for … if zombies were capable of hope.
As is usually the case these days when I’m photographing unpainted models, I like to mess around with filters and the like. I’m pleased with how the mob looks like a Sanguine Swarm or Herd of Blood or whatever. Certainly would be pretty easy to paint with a little Blood For the Blood God technical paint, if one wanted to go that route.
I like the selection of agricultural implements, in addition to the usual knives and spears and such, that are available in the kit. I’m guessing some random village of farmers had a bad time of it.
We’ll close the book on our newest zombies with the standard bearer and one of the three percussionists, since they were the last ones I assembled.
The kit certainly is showing its age and with all of the zombies out there these days, these guys wouldn’t be my first choice if I was paying full price, which is currently $38 USD. Still, I think I might have given some guy $8 or $10 USD for the kit, still in the plastic, about five years ago at a game store flea market/swap meet, so I’m happy with them.
I think the only one who isn’t, at least at my house, is Frank’s Pig Demon, but I’ve learned through experience not to worry too much what my demons think. As my slaves to darkness, it is meet they remember their place!