Progress… Yes, It’s For Real…

COVID-19 is a righteous pain in the stern vent, but there is substantial progress being made… I am currently bugging our master model maker and resin model producer extraordinaire in real time for an update on our new Fletcher model, all circa 8 inches and separate weapons of her… I’ve seen the prototype taking shape these past several months now, and she will be impressive to say the very least, a proper Destroyer class vessel when seen on the tabletop alongside the fighter minis…

Stay tuned…

It’s a SALE!!!

Just in time for the Apocalypse! A sale of eschatological proportions!

All purchases over $30.00 receive a discount of $6.66.

Sale ends at midnight on Monday, the 21st!

Coupon code: 666@MX2020

So come and get yer reinforcements before the Brood come and get you!

Special thanks to Callsign: Karpav 1 for his amazing brushwork!

Rob’s Tabletop World Reviews Silent Death

By Sheldon Greaves

Rob’s Tabletop World is a YouTube channel with over 13,400 subscribers where the host, Rob reviews the kinds of old school games we all know and love. Check out his review of Silent Death:

And as if that weren’t enough, he also has some very kind things to say about our prototype Campaign System:

We’d like to offer a huge shout-out to Rob for his kind words, and for telling the rest of the Internet about Silent Death.

Something is Stirring Out in The Far and Away…

“M’lord Grand Admiral, Sir?!”

Yes? What is it now?!”

“This just in from Intel Branch, M’lord! Assets report a heavy freighter, Narwhal class jumped out of the Dallas-Fort Worth system. Analyses of their vector places the ship on a direct course for our system, with an ETA of about 36 hours! Assets also reported that a short transmission was made in the clear just before the ship entered hyperspace. The transcript provided by Intel says that the message was ‘As three is to one.’ Intel chief told me that you would understand it’s meaning… Shall I alert the defense grid?”

“Yes! Make sure that our fighter patrols are doubled, and that they know not to open fire on this ship, but to assume a prompt close escort around it and bring it here directly!”

“M’lord?”

“You heard me! Now get moving, Leftenant! Get those instructions out by a secure channel, and fast so some trigger-happy glory-seeker doesn’t blast that ship into isotopes! We need what it is carrying, and we need it yesterday! Now MOVE!”

“Aye-aye, Sir!”

Somewhere Out There…

Somewhere out on the Colosian side of the no-go zone between House Colos and the Q’raj Void Protectorate, two Colosian Stosstruppen stand guard in the hangar bay of Outpost 45003. It is the “night” shift. They are the only two personnel present other than the supremely bored Ready Flight pilots, who have fallen asleep in their folding recliner chairs across from their Shark interceptors.


“So I told her that I was going to get the promotion one way or another, even if I had to take that idiot captain to the dueling circle to get it done! I mean, I *am* the son of a noble family, dammit, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to leverage tha… hey! What was that?!”


“What was what?”


“I thought I saw something go buzzing past outside, looked like a trio of ships! Scut fighters!”


“Oh, puu-leaaase! Don’t tell me you’ve been hitting the bottle again!”
“No! I’m serious! And they didn’t look like ours at all! So why the Hell hasn’t the alert sounded?! I mean, we should wake those lazy twits up and send them out there to go after them!”


“Oh, will you just stop it!”


“But, I really did see…!”


“Shut. Up! Get a grip, man! If there was anything out there, the sensor net would have picked it up long before your sorry ass would have seen it, and you damn well know it!”


“Um. Yeah. I suppose you’re right… nothing ever does happen around here, and we both know that that will never change any time soon!”


“Ya see? You’re just fed up and bored like the rest of us. Brass are always promisin’ new this and something combat action that, and it never happens! We just gotta own it, this here tin pot we’re standing in is the absolute forgotten tin can by the road in the middle of nowhere. Those Q’rajis are too damned smart anyway to waste throwing a rock at us, let alone actually sending a fighter patrol out our way!”


“You’re right! Damn, I am sooo bored!”


“Me too! So why don’t we figure out how we’re gonna pass this shift without going barking mad! I say we prank those two spoiled brats over there! And I happen to have a brand new can of shaving creme me dear old mother sent me for such a special occasion as this!”

IT’S A SALE!!! IT’S THE 2019 PRE TURKEY TURKEY SHOOT!!!

PLUS: THIS JUST IN!! NEWS AND UPDATES REGARDING
THE 3 TO 1 SCALE SHIP MODELS!!!

That’s right, Space Possums! It’s that time of year again! So we begin our update today with the start of our 2019 Pre Turkey Turkey Shoot Sale!!

Starting TODAY all ships minis metal and plastic are 20% OFF from now until Midnight PST December 31st!

So now is the time to reenforce your existing galaxy conquering squadrons, of start that space pirate swarm you’ve been itching to put together!!

Just use the code: turk2019 when you checkout of the Metal Express webstore, and remember, always watch for the Colosian diving on your from out of a wormhole!

NEWS AND UPDATES:

So we were very much excited about the idea of releasing the classic 3 to 1 scale resin models and funding that effort via Kickstarter. But as in all things new, there is a learning curve involved here. So we ran into a number of roadblocks we simply must address before we can even hope to proceed with anything quite so ambitious. So, we go to Plan B.

Plan B is in its own way a bit more ambitious. We’ve never been particularly happy with the metal Warhound models for two reasons. Firstly, the size. The metal Warhound miniatures next to our regular fighter miniatures are just too confounded dinky. Being so small by comparison, they frankly lack presence, the presence a bunch of fighter pilots being confronted with a lumbering 10,000 ton destroyer should experience fear and loathing over upon sighting. The other issues is the clumsiness of having a model precariously perched on two separate flight stands.

Now for those of you who have played with Warhounds on your board, you know what we’re talking about. So we aim to fix this state of affairs, starting with a larger Fletcher model, a beast cast in resin that sits on a two hex flight stand arrangement that makes the fighter minis look, well, rather mini by comparison.

We’ll have more details next week as to how precisely we’re going to proceed with this project, but for now, let’s be clear on this: the masters have already begun to be cut, and they look just yummy!

Cheers!

The Metal Express Team