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Monday, July 9, 2012

Machinas: Brother Pilot's Buick

I figured I wrap up the Machinas range for the time being with this post. I'm sure there may be more, but it's time to move on to other things. This is sort of an AAR, though more of a final highlight to an AAR. Happy reading!

Brother Pilot swung the wheeled infernal around the near turn. The front wheels gripped and the back end swung through the dirt, dusting competitors and spectators alike with gravel, rock, and ripping thunder. The momentum shifted Brother Gunner’s slumped body against the receiver of the heavy slugger gun swinging the large barrel around, partially blocking Brother Pilot’s view of the track and opponents. With one hand, Pilot pulled the dead man off the gun and grabbed the trigger grips.

The Icon of Saint Mercury rammed the back bumper of Brother Pilot’s vehicle, trying to spin him off the track and out of the race, but he held tight to both the steering wheel and the gun. The jolt of the strike threw Pilot against his door, but he was also able to yank the gun out of his view.
The Icon of Saint Mercury ground its fenders into Brother Pilot’s vehicle then let off, sliding to the high side to set up its pass.

 The Conception of Saint Buick was Brother Pilot’s vehicle. It brought glory to him and Brother Gunner the instant Pilot started the engine for the first heat of the Machinas Festival races. It had brought glory to 30 years of Brother Pilots and Brother Gunners and would bring glory for 30 years more; the Familia Mechanicus, under the direction of the Artifex Rex, devoted their entire lives to the upkeep of the wheeled infernals.

It took questers, adventurers and other chartered trackers 25 years to find parts enough to bring The Conception of Saint Buick to life. Many of them had lost their lives in pursuit of such things as the Distributor Hat, the Glass Sparkers, Belts of Timing and hundreds of other needed parts. 25 years just find the parts, and another 10 to understand how it all worked and to get the vehicle running. A hundred others have been rebuilt since, but The Conception of Saint Buick was the first of the great wheeled infernals, and on this day, all its 35 years of parts and labor orchestrated a glorious show for the citizens of Septimontium.

 Brother Pilot had a hand on the steering wheel, a hand on the slugger and his foot on the accelerator. He caught in the corner of his eye the bright yellow fender of the Icon of Saint Mercury coming into view as the heavy vehicle began a confident pass. Mercury’s driver knew that Conception’s gunner was down, so thought nothing of the routine pass. He quickly scanned Conception as he passed but Brother Pilot didn’t take notice. Brother Pilot was busy gauging the distance between the two vehicles; he wanted to make sure there was enough of a buffer zone in case he lost control of The Conception for what he was about to try.

 Brother Pilot waited until the Icon entered The Conception’s high front quarter. Keeping his right foot on the accelerator, he lifted his left leg and rested it against the steering wheel to hold the vehicle steady. His hands free, Brother Pilot leaned over, grabbed the grips of the heavy slugger, swung the barrel at The Icon of Saint Mercury and opened fire. What a surprise Icon’s driver received! 

Round after round of heavy iron slugs ripped through the Icon. Metal flew and tires shredded, and the Icon started to dig into the dirt track as heavy strips of jagged metal were ripped from the vehicle’s body by Brother Pilot’s gunnery. The Icon of Saint Mercury slowed to a stop, out of the race, smoking and on fire. Its driver climbed from his ventilated vehicle and stood in the gas-soaked track, quickly taking in the metal carnage he had just survived.  He looked down the track, smiled and saluted Brother Pilot as the Conception of Saint Buick rolled across the finish line -- steered by his leg, his gunner dead, baptized in shrapnel – gloriously into last place.


  1. I enjoyed that, you have knack for making narrative AARs work (good writing usually does it...), usually I'm not a fan, but I like yours!

  2. Awesome! Septimontium just keeps getting cooler. I really like how you've combined multiple game systems into the same setting to create a rich and varied world. Good work!

    On a modeling note, I couldn't help but notice in your "Machinas: Gallery" that you seem to have successfully textured your VFF suede. It looks great! I'm thinking of getting some suede myself for a custom battle mat, so I'm curious: How did you do that? Does the texture fall off?

  3. Mattias, the texture you're seeing is actually just some light coats of spray paint (VERY light). A little bit of black, a little bit of light brown and dark green. On my mats and on some of my miniatures, I like to create the illusion of texture using just paint.

    But I also have successfully superglued tiny patches of static grass to previous pieces of VFF suede. (I keep the patches small enough that I won't crease the glued bond when I roll up the mat.) I added a bunch of grass patches as well as some tufts to my Death Race mat (to mark the shoulders.) I'll see how that holds up as time goes by.

    You can also add a little fabric medium to some craft acrylics and add a little more color to the mat. Here's a pic of the "fighting pit" mat I made for RSBM using all of the above techniques:

  4. I can still smell the cordite and burnt rubber! Pretty cool,EC.

  5. Can I ask what rules you use on your games in this series? I might have missed it in all the awesomeness.

    1. I use "Charioteer" by Two Hour Wargames. The only thing I really changed was to call the Whipping Table the Shooting Table, and allow non-adjacent vehicles to shoot at one another (after the usual Pass roll, that is.)

      Tonight, I dug out my 15mm racing chariots and played the regular rules and still had lots of fun. Since I'm done with the cars, I may pick up a few more chariots when they're available again.