Custom Unique Squad Entry Thread

[Taeblewalker]

Please post only your entry here. Please post only once, ever, in this thread. All other posts, including comments and questions, belong here: Custom Unique Squad Contest!

Thanks!

[The Silver Surfer]

Once again, thanks to bmaczero for creating this card for me. There is a typo in the Melee Quick Strike ability, but here's the correct wording.

Melee Quick Strike: If an Enforcer attacks an adjacent figure and deals at least one wound, he may attack either the same or a different adjacent figure one additional time.




Hey Taeblewalker, I haven't really heard much feedback on this character, so if you could let me know what you think about this in the other thread, I'd appreciate it.

[iceman3317]

Skahen's Secret Agents





Bio:
"Go agents!!! I'll cover you." Skahen yelled as the Agents diaspered in a hurry. "You know our mission." One of Skahen's agents told the other. "We got to get to Agent Carr and warn him that they are comeing for him. We can't fell this mission,if we do then we will not come back from it." As they ran into building were Carr's hideout was. They ran up stairs to were Carr was pushing papers to find the candy bar he picked up. "Carr Whach out!!!" The agents yelled as a bullet shattered the window behind him and made its mark. However a bright light spun around him and disappred. As it disappered 2 men slammed the wall and shot both agents. "Welcome to Valhalla, Carr and Skahen and agents." Vydar said.

[Einar's puppy]

Bio(condensed to save sapce)

No man can live while his soul dies. The Bronze knights are the exception, they are the line inbetween.~Utgar 
 
As Arganok sat in the tower of his imprisonment, he wrote volumes and volumes of cursed books. His captors knew not the power of these books, or at least, they did not know the power untill it was used against them.
 
There were three men guarding Arganok on that night. The spell caster was imprisoned for crimes that need not be spoken, for they bear to relevance to the events of that night. The only thing one must need to know is that he possessed a terrible power. And on this night, he would use it to invoke the evil of men's hearts.
 
The guards stood inattentive at the door, unaware of the power of the man inside. As they stood, they began to hear chanting, and the wrighting of a pen. Wearily yet brashly, the guards entered the room. On the floor was a book, it's pages scattered, and their captive. Arganok held a book in his hand, in which he scribble furiously, chanting the whole time.
 
One guard moved closer to the disheveled man. When he approached, the writing stopped, as did the chanting. Preparing to ask a question, the guard opened his mouth. At that moment Arganok opened the book to reveal a circle of archaic writing. The guard's mouth was wrenched open, and from it came a wisp of white. They book absorbed half of this wisp, and then shut. The guards skin turned black, and he fell to the ground.
 
The other two tried to scream, but they met the same fate. One's face faded into nothingness, the other's hair turned ghostly white. And so Arganok escaped, leaving only three men as the witness. But they were not going to talk at any time in any future. For once one's soul has been split, he becomes a Fallen.

[pegasus]

Clerics of Weston, Jandar, human, unique squad, clerics, devote, medium 5
Life 1, range 1, attack 1, defense 1, move 4, 70 points

DEVOTE
Clerics of Weston may not be drafted in an army containing undead or terrifying figures.

EXORCISM 17
Instead of taking a normal turn with a Cleric of Weston you may attempt to regain
control over an adjacent figure that was yours at the start of the game but have lost
control over. Roll the 20 sided die. On a roll of 17 or higher you regain control of the
chosen figure and that figures army card. Remove any order markers on this card.

JANDAR'S DIVINE PROTECTION 3
All friendly followers of Jandar roll 1 extra defense die for every cleric within 3 clear sight spaces. (*)

HOLY AURA 1
A Cleric of Weston and all adjacent friendly figures are immune to special attacks and
abilities from undead figures.

JANDAR'S DIVINE WRATH
When a Cleric of Weston attacks an undead figure, add 3 attack dice.

(*) it should be clear from the text but just to be on the safe side: A cleric cannot protect himself with Divine protection but two clerics within 3 spaces of clear sight do protect each other.

The figures are 28 mm resin abbey's priests by Fenryll, retailing somewhere around $13 for a set of three (the picture used for the card came from Fenryll's website.

[Firemaster]

Well, since every comment I've gotten on it so far indicates that it looks like an official card, I guess my entry is good to go.



Oh, and I've remembered which figures I used. They are (all from Mageknight):

High Elven Archer
Woodland Sniper
Master Archer

From what I can tell, they are all fairly common and easily and cheaply obtained.

[Pumpkin_King]

The Minuteman nervously checked his musket again. He tried to drown out the clinking, hissing, and screeching of the two robotic figures before him.
 
For three days they had defended the pass against the mindless horde of undead. Endless numbers of zombies climbed the rocky hill toward the Automatons, only to be gunned down in a flurry of steam-propelled bullets. The Minuteman ground his teeth as a particularly lucky zombie reached the top. The Automaton swiveled its gun, trying to fire upon the zombie, but it was too close. Instead, it backed up and pointed a fist at the savage. It rocketed forward, through the zombie, breaking bone and liquefying necrotic organs. It clanked to the ground, then was swiftly pulled back in by a length of chain. It clanked back into the robot's shoulder and released steam as it locked back in. The Automaton turned is lifeless eyes back to the horde and opened fire again.
 
The human paced back and forth, trying to escape the two mindless types of beings around him; both the zombies and his "allies" the Automatons fought with steely certainty. The robots, known only as the Automatons, mechanically fired and re-loaded from their seemingly endless supply of ammunition.
 
Suddenly, a flash of red pounced upon one of the Automatons. Cyprien Esenwein snarled as his sword bounced off the robot's thick armor. Turning slowly, the robot attempted to fire a round at his attacker, but the vampire was too swift. He dodged the volley of bullets and drew back an ice-covered hand. He slammed it back down on the robot, fully expecting it to freeze over; but the Automaton, unfazed, punched the vampire, knocking him off its chassis. The vampire hit the ground hard, and was rewarded by a round of bullets from the second robot.
 
Hissing and cursing in Feylundian, the Cyprien retreated into the sky. The Minuteman watched in disbelief as the Automatons, totally unfazed, went back to their work on the zombies. 
 
Truly, he thought, their creator was mad. 
 
And a genius.

[Fallen Templar]

[NecroBlade]

~NecroBlade, wondering what part of "only your entry" people don't understand

[S1R_ART0R1US]

[bmaczero]

Edit: Reorg in my Photobucket...

[GreenLanturn]