A few nights ago I was (again) whiling away some time on eBay. There was nothing really that interested me for the price apart from a box of 2nd edition Ork Boarboyz going for pennies. This got me thinking.
I've always had a soft spot for the green skins, and like many second edition players I already had the foundation of an Ork army - the 20 boyz and 40 Grots from the box. I'd also previously invested in some other Orky odds and ends - a proper dreadnought to replace the card one from the box, a Mekaniak with a Shokk Attack Gun for comedy value, a blister-worth of Blood Axe Kommandos because they were new at the time and Ghazgull and Makarai to lead the lot. I also had the contents of the first blister I ever bought: a Bad Doc with a Cybork body, a solitary freebooter boy with no mob and a Khorne Stormboy (remember them?). This was by no means a coherent army, but at the time pocket money only stretched so far, and the lure of GW's shiny new Blood Angels and Valhallans was too strong, so the Waaaagh sort of petered out before it really started.
Now, however, things are different. With 8,000ish points of Imperial forces (and allied Squats - thanks again eBay) perhaps it was time to swell the ranks a bit, and the Boarboyz would be a nice, characterful addition to a warband that was a bit too Goff-y. Having made the decision to invest in my Orks, I ran another couple of searches for "Ork Classic" and "Ork 1990s" and started to plot heavily. For starters, I found some psychic support - a Weirdboy with two minders, plus bases and a variety of arms and weapons for a reasonable buy it now price. I'm allowed a 'free' Weirdboy by the codex (a second would require a mob of Bad Moons) so I nabbed them. Then the serious investment started.
One of the big attractions for me was the Kult of Speed, and the same store that sold the Weirdboy had two warbuggy and two wartrak kits with a variety of weaponry so I have a bit of wiggle room for armament. To add a bit of flavour they also had a plasma-wielding Nob on a warbike 'tandem' for sale. Probably not the most effective on the battlefield, but appealed to me fluff-wise - rather than an assortment of vehicles, I could claim to have an Evil Sunz nob leading his mob into battle on their buggies and traks. They went in the basket.
Finally, if I counted these guys as an Evil Sunz mob (not strictly according to the codex as the mob can only ride bikes, but I'm sure no-one would argue) it would allow me to take another Mekboy. Or, more specifically, the Mekboy with the Kustom Blasta from the same shop. In the basket he went too. Seven lots all told, and I'm well on the way to a semi-respectable warband with a bit of character, and all at a price which wasn't TOO extortionate.
Now the fun part - the shopping list. Firstly, obviously, the lot that sparked all this off. I need to keep my eye out but I think I can pick four Boarboyz up for a reasonable amount. Then I need to go back and fill in the gaps in the squads I have, so a minimum of two extra Blood Axe Kommandos and a Boarboy to make a serviceable five of each. To strengthen what I've already got I want to see if I can find a nob or boss for each mob as a bit of muscle (apart from the Evil Sunz, they're covered), so that's two Goffs, a boarboy and a Kommando, although the Kommandos already have a passable nob-like figure so I might just find another boy. I need to find a Runtherd for the Shokk Attack Gun (I'd previously used the freebooter as a 'counts-as', much like the Khorne Stormboy and two Goffs were a Weirdboy and minders) and a few more snotling bases - I have one, but that doesn't get you very far.
After that the world's my oyster. I've only got a few clans represented, and as it stands the mob's not very shooty, so I might try and pull together some Deathskulls with Kustom Kombi weapons to add a bit of punch, and maybe see if there's any field artillery about.
At the moment everything's in the post, but when it's arrived and I've had a chance to get the glue out I'll post up a few updates.
Some guys they just give up living
and start dying little by little, piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
and go racin' in the street