Thanks very much Havn't been online here for some time, but I made more parts of my little project (8/12 are done now). I've uploaded on DA already, but not here:
''Every tree and bush became a mass of flames at the touch of this savage... unearthly Heat Ray''
''A cylinder, thirty yards across''
''And in the dinn coolness of my home, I wrote an account for my newspaper before I sank into a restless, haunted sleep...''
'' At dawn, a falling star with a trail of green mist landed with a flash like summer lightning. This was the second cilender''
''A crowd gathered at the common, hypnotised by the unscrewing of the cillender. Two feet of shining screw projected when suddenly... the lid... fel off''
''A company of soldiers came through and empolyed along the edge of the common''
''Quickly, one after the other, four of the Fighting Machines appeared, monstrous Tripods higher then the talles steel, striding over the pine trees and smashing them... Walking engines of glittering metal.''
'And the ghostly, terrible Heat Ray struck the town...'
''As it struck, all five Fighting Machines exulted, emitting deafening howls that roared like thunder...''
''The six cannons we had seen...''
''...now fired simultaneously, decapitating a Fighting Machine. The Martian inside the hood was slain, splashed to the four winds, and the body, nothing now but an intricate device of metal, went whirling to destruction'...''
''The steamer began to move slowly away - but on the landward horizon appeared the silhouette of a Fighting Machine. Another came, and another, striding over
hills and trees, plunging far out to sea and blocking the exit of the steamer...''
''Between them lay the silent, grey Ironclad Thunderchild''
''The Martians released their black smoke, but the ship sped on. Cutting down one of the Tripod figures''
''Instantly the others raised their Heat Rays and melted the Thunderchild's valiant heart...''
''Dashing hopes for our deliverance, as we watched the sinking wreck. With the smoke of battle clearing over graves in waves defiled. Slowly disappearing... Farewell ThunderChild!''
''Instantly, the others raised their Heat Rays and melted the Thunderchild's valiant heart.''
''As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red Weed.''
''And then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling, crawling.''
''We took shelter in a cottage and Black Smoke spread, hemming us in. Then a Fighting Machine came across the fields, spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust.''
''Now darkness has descended on our land and all your prayers cannot save us''
''The Martians spent the night making a new machine. It was a squat, metallic spider with huge articulated claws - but it, too, had a hood in which a Martian sat. I watched it pursuing some people across a field. It caught them nimbly and tossed them into a great metal basket upon its back.''
That's it for now, I am currently (literally right now) moddeling the Brave New World (I made a version of it a long time ago, but since then my 'skills' have improved and I can remake it better. So that's what I'm doing right now. I expect that model to be completed later today, pictures will follow in the upcoming week (I hope )
Let me know what you think