Bernadette

Here's Bernadette, a member of the French resistance during the dark days of World War II. I like her blue skirt and black turtleneck. I should have painted her beret white or red! 
 

Strange Way to Hold a Rifle

Love how the face turned out on this two-bit hood (as named by Pulp Figures). My basing technique, however, was clearly off this time around. 
 

Another Gyro Raider

"Hand over that gyro, prole!"

"Not one of you guys again," I sighed. I handed over my pita; it bulged with lamb, lettuce, onion, tomato, and tzatziki sauce. I gazed at my lunch longingly as the raider stuffed it into his mouth.

"Mffrr mgphm rmrugh miggh!" he said with his mouth full, fleeing into the distance. 

I vowed to start buying gyros at a different location. 
 

Heidi Reitsch

 

Della Dare

You can dance if you want to, you can leave your friends behind . . . 

 

One-Eyed Gao

 

Warlords with Submachineguns!

They're warlords, and they're on the march! Luckily, our side has ray guns. And, one hopes, better-painted faces. 
 

Martian Week: Sol 5

 

Martian Week: Sol 4

 

Martian Week: Sol 3

Here's a Martian statesman. We come in peace! Even so . . . 
 

Martian Week: Sol 2

The Martians described in Bradbury's stories had golden eyes. Mine are a bit more yellow, but I think they stand out nicely. 
 

Martian Week: Sol 1

Exogenesis, the latest collection of pulp figures from, well, Pulp Figures, takes its inspiration from the so-called golden age of pulp science fiction. One subset of Exogenesis, The Martians, features five figures clearly based on the Martians seen in The Martian Chronicles, the 1980 NBC miniseries, in turn based on, of course, The Martian Chronicles, the great fix-up novel by Ray Bradbury. 

In the miniseries, the Martians all whore white robes. I've given my Martians a more colourful wardrobe and tried my hand at a bit of abstract art for each base. 

This Martian wears a fearsome mask that really freaked me out as a kid. Turns out first contact isn't an easy thing . . . even when both sides have good intentions. 



 

River Pirate Rifleman

 

Saucer Men

 

The Institute in a Radiation Suit

I haven't painted very many Fallout: Wasteland Warfare miniatures lately, focusing instead on finishing my collection of Pulp Figures. This guy is . . . okay, I guess. I like the look of the suit, but the base is pretty lackluster. 
 

Machete-Wielding River Pirate

Yarrr, give me all yer booty or face my machete! 
 

Nefarious River Pirate

Yarrrr! Hand over yer booty. 
 

General Cappy Boyd

Is it just me, or does this guy look a little like Harrison Ford? 
 

A Fistful of Dynamite

Here's Michael "Boomer" Murphy. He likes to blow things up with dynamite. This figure reminds me of the story I once read about someone who put a blasting cap in his mouth and bit down on it as a gag. Unfortunately, it destroyed his teeth and jaw. Playing with things that explode is best done in a safe, simulated environment, such as a tabletop roleplaying game. 
 

Gyro Raider

"Hand it over," barked the nefarious gyro raider. 

Sullenly, I gave him my sandwich. He was armed and dressed like he stepped out of the 1930s. Clearly, he was a nut. So a pita sacrifice seemed the proper thing to do. 

He bit into the gyro. Creamy white yogurt sauce stained his magnificent moustache. He smirked at me. 

"Exult, young man, for this day you have been blessed by the presence of the Gyro Raider," he said. 

"I'll give my regards to Condiment King," I muttered as the villain darted away.