Friday Talisman: The Southest Paw

It's the guy who never skips the first half of arm day: The Possessed. 

Look at him! He's furious! His absurdly swollen limb has torn right through his regulation Naughty Cultist (Generic) robe. It gets chilly down in the damp cave where they perform their brazen rites to Nghtha-Ky'Badan, and his goosebumps are now the size of blood oranges.

Plus, female fiddler crabs keep giving him the wink, and that's just not right.

Friday Dreadfleet: Iron And Ale

Halfway through the big ships, lads! Grimnir's Thunder, reporting for cannonades and chunder.

I love the tiny little sub that's come along. He just wants to feel included. 

Also painted: free bonus blimp, because if you're going to drink until you're sick, you might as well try to hit a few seagulls with your toxic vomit.

A More Final Frontier

Happy New Year, everybody. I'm delighted to announce that IDFC is back on its bullshit. I'm going to be covering the first seasons of Discovery, Picard, Lower Decks, Prodigy, and Strange New Worlds over the next (sigh) six years. We kicked off yesterday with "The Vulcan Hello": check it out!