well this log is going to showing my wip of my Post Apoc factions. from scavengers to powered armoured troops of the waste land. each faction got its own fluff which i will add.
re the main fluff of my earth i am torn from a war (but then it always happen by war) to a meteor crashing to work and well you get the rest. leaning more to the meteor at moment.
my painting skills are not great but i try.
so lets get to the first faction the Federation.
(made from Heresy troopers,hasselfree oakley body, pig-iron heads, heresy weapons, plastic card weapons)
group shot, RPG, machine gun, assault rifle.
shotgun + pistol
and the APC
and some small fluff snippets form hats to come.
Deep under English soil hiding away for year's so people of the world think they have been eliminated in the Fall of man. Ready to rise to power again. The barren lands shake and the soil move like a wave, great doors slide open to reveal deep hangers with aircraft hovering ready to leave. powered armoured troops filling the carriers cargo bays. the roar of the jets as they take of out of the hangers. What the world did not know was that Great Britain was developing some sort of super soldier, Soldiers of steel and weapons of great power. Only time will tell how this will turn out......"The ++++ " (working on a name at moment)
The ++++ were a group who took care of the sick prier to the fall of man and just after. After time became sick them self, after helping the sick and the radio-active for to long. their body's went though a change, their burnt face's, burnt bodys of flesh while they are still alive but never to die of old age immortal life was given tormented by their looks, they took it on them self to re dress as their ancestors did, wearing mask's like a beak and robes hide their twisted body's from the world. never to show their true self's again.
The bringers of hope at a time of need. The priests Forged in his image on the sixth day all of holy blood each members body's scared in holy insignia, they bear the cross the holly relic of damnation. A mutants worst dream. Their only vow to purge the world of all that is un-holy And to bring Light to the darkness.