JamieM - post apocalyptic clown warband

Things were getting tough.... ever since things went totally sideways when the bombs started dropping and the world changed, we’d just been wandering. Every now and again we’d pick up another straggler, stumbling from whatever building they’d holed up in or had been searching for food in.

Wasn’t long before the cracks started to show..... none of us was ready for what happened and it showed as folk overreacted to everything. I really though the next argument was going to end up with someone killing someone else..... but then we saw it, in the distance. I don’t know why, but it galvanised us, gave us something else to focus on...... Clown Town!

Yeah, who would have guessed that the two bit carnival show that came through town every couple of years and just happened to be passing through when the bombs fell would help. Gave us something else to concentrate on and to think about. They’d abandoned it, so there it was, ripe for the taking. And take we did......

Jonny was always a bit unhinged. He demanded the tutu and cane. No one was going to disagree with him when he got that look in his eye.

Simon worked in steel as near as we could tell. He turned up the power on that flame machine they used to use when the acts were running into the big top and he just keeps giggling when he fires it now.

Ned was always a quiet one. Who knew that he could unicycle?

Judith found that rifle hidden under the outfit box. She’s got some skills with it too.

Bogdana worked for that chemical company just outside town as far as I know. She certainly knew her way around the flash bang grenades she found. Says she’s made them “more fun”, whatever that means.

Paul’s always showing off. Picked that road sign off the street and nothing will make him leave it. Perhaps it was from the end of his road or something?

The second warband for my post apocalyptic skirmish (scuffle?) gaming complete and that gives me six more 40mm figures for 42 points.