Hon. Mechwarriors;
As a Table Top Solaris 7 Astech, I some times find it hard to believe that my fellow battletech enthusiasts don't want all the gritty details.
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Ayup, sure is hard for me.
but the marketing guys over in sales have taught me how to give the customer what he paid for, and in this instance that would be art. So in the future I will limit my posts to pictures of mechs, ponies, and poetry.
Behold! My Starter Box Project!
I purchased 4 starter boxes and unified the lances and aportioned them out to the House Colour Guards for the 1st and 2nd Succession Wars.
No collection of Battlemechs would be complete without thier accompanying armored Cav
I trust this format will conform to the thread topic
And now to make good on me threats courtesy of the 1st Armored CAV
[Verse 1]
Halfway down the trail to Hell
In a shady meadow green
Are the Souls of all dead Troopers camped
Near a good old-time canteen,
And this eternal resting place is
know as Fiddlers' Green
[Verse 2]
Marching past straight through to Hell
The Infantry are seen
Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marines,
For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers' Green
[Verse 3]
Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene,
No Trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he's emptied his canteen.
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers' Green
[Verse 4]
And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a sabre keen,
Or on roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean.
And the hostiles come to get your scalp
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers' Green.
I hope you enjoyed the post.
Respectfully
Samaritan