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Springtime brings rain and flowers all around, the terrible winter rolls away until next time and green life fills all the spaces. In celebration of the receding darkness I’m releasing the Homunculords upon the world. The store HERE will go live at 6:00 p.m. CST on Tuesday, March 24th. The Homunculords will be on kinkeshi (キン消し) colored soft Japanese vinyl, sweetly hand-painted by me, Mr. Krotpong. There are five different figures to a set. Three come dressed in work clothes (look to The Homunculord Story for the ever-unfolding details), the other two are unadorned. The price for the set is $65.00 plus shipping to wherever you are. Shipping overseas is very expensive. Expect to wait up to two weeks for these to be mailed out. Worth it, I’d say. They’re pretty charming in hand. Please, one set per customer.
After a lengthy production process, this little guy is almost complete. There is still a bit of retooling that needs to be done on the head mold, but after that it’s ready to go into production. I am very excited today.
The other good news is that the first run of my little Homunculords are in!
Again, I’m very excited. The painting will commence soon…
Here are some more photos!
This bastard is almost a pound of fearsome viny. 14 inches tall, 15 with his smashing arm over his head. Heavy duty.
Awww. The unhappy family together at last.
The Homunculords are coming soon! This race of lesser mordlings are some of the tiny cogs in the vast, incredibly brutal bureaucratic machine on the planet Galwyn, in the Denztek Galaxy. They are the little workers and prophets who toil and tremble for the dreaded, mighty Kanzler Sägrid Arschloch (not shown), Chancellor of the Realm and Decimator of the Guilty.
Here are Klor’en and Vrinsdi in their official robes preparing for the day’s hard labor ahead. Mountains of paperwork will have to be pushed, filed, and burned in order for the incredible metropolis of Grapinoid to run smoothly enough to wage eternal war with every other nation on Galwyn.
Relaxing time! Everyone is waiting for the Disemboweled Redeemer on the table to die, but he never will! He will only live, day in, day out, just barely retaining his guts and internal organs. In this way he is a Holy Man.
My God, sometimes it’s so hard to look at yourself in the mirror.