Bungwalliland A Misguided African Expedition

[FifteensAway]

Diablo Jon,

Thanks for the information on the Indian elephants - not aware of that.  And not surprised they didn't survive.  Of course, for games, we can do as we like I suppose.  I know I have some pack elephants that might make an appearance in my Slightly Cracked Colonials. 

Or maybe I'll set games in that Demi-continent south of India, east of Africa, west of Australia, and north of Antacrtica!  It is well known that animals from all four locations have been found in that rather odd land. 

[CapnJim]

Oh my!  What will they do without Ubbu-Ubbo?  In any event the show, or in this case the expedition, must go on...

Carry on, lad!

[Abrasapuentes]

Such fantastic work. I've just read all the entries in one go, of course you're really enjoying making it grow. And I can assure you, that you have also made me have a good time reading it. Wishing to know more about the adventures of our brave protagonist.

[Bob Murch]

Lee is doing a great job with this thread! I thought I would show a few of the specific character sculpts from the Bungwalliland cast:

Left, Colonel Ripperton
Centre, Major General Percival Pinwheel Flunderton
Right, Brigadier Snarlingham Gout

[Metternich]

Great fun !

[Bob Murch]

Some newly painted chaps:

[traveller]

Wow! Are these new figures? Could not find them in the Pulp figures catalogue?

[Michi]

I like good stories and surely this is one to love! 

I will follow with great expectations!

[FifteensAway]

I need a 15 mm variation of Flunderton - but German!   . Cool figures.

[CapnJim]

Those British chaps look great!

[Bob Murch]

Wow! Are these new figures? Could not find them in the Pulp figures catalogue?

They are a new Range that will initially release through a Kickstarter launching at Adepticon this March.

[Bob Murch]

Larger pics of Major General Percival Pinwheel Flunderton (red) and Brigadier Snarlingham Gout.

[traveller]

They are a new Range that will initially release through a Kickstarter launching at Adepticon this March.

Sweet! 

[CC2IC]

Major General Percival Pinwheel Flunderton and Brigadier Snarlingham Gout on campaign in the Poona Veldt

The Man on the Horse - Major General Percival Pinwheel Flunderton
Bungwalliland Province, Bungwalliland - Sir Major General Percival Pinwheel Flunderton has been serving the British people since he joined the officer corps by purchasing a commision in November 1846 into the Grenadier Guards as an ensign and lieutenant. He was promoted to lieutenant and captain in 1850, and became aide-de-camp in 1853 to the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, Lord Eglinton, and then to the Commander-in-Chief in Ireland, Sir Edward Blakeney, from 1855 to 1859. In 1875 after a mostly innocuous career he was appointed Governor and military Commander-in-Chief of Bungwalliland.
This reporter was lucky enough to sit down with the General in conversation during one long winded evening in the wilds of the Poona Veldt. I had my notebook at hand and a stiff bottle of brandy which I had purloined from a burly Sergeant Major only the day before. Most of what I was able to learn about the General was untranslatable and garbled. At one point I looked at my Indian sepoy Juwahar and asked, "Is this man speaking english?" Alas, I can confirm that English is the only language the man knows. As you can imagine I was well out of sorts.
However in a moment of clarity I got this notable statement from the man, "A leader is best when people barely know he exists, brr, brrgh, brr, when his work is done, I guaran damn tee, his aim fulfilled, they will say: cripes, we did it ourselves. I have lived my whole bum woolly career by this axiom, mostly behind the lines and in a comfortable chair. I am not too doggone unwilling to let you know, this damn horse is killing my buttocks. If it wasn't for that shucks be darned Lady Bottomly, none of us would be out here you know."
He concluded his thoughts in a clearly visceral moment, "Henry Bottomly is the one of the best gosh darn men I know. He was responsible for putting down that broo ha ha wackid Mad Guru rebellion early in the establishment of Bungwalliland you know fer certain, and he brews a mean dandelion wine. If anyone is worth finding it is that darnable man, and that is fur sure why we are out here."
Now you know, a little bit more about the man on campaign, the man on the horse leading the column into the wilds of Bungwalliland.

[CC2IC]

The Expedition Turns North

Bungwalliland Province, Bungwalliland -The last embers from the watch fires illuminated the smoking hulks of the buildings in the crossroads villa. By a force of great struggle, and buckets from the local well, the men of the Bungwalli Land Militia were able to preserve the barn. This act provided some creature comforts to the leaders of the expedition as the officers played a Beggar-my-neighbor tournament into the wee hours of the morning.
It was during this tournament that the decision was made for the expedition to turn north and travel along the main road into the highlands and off the veldt plains of the Poona.
"It seems the He-He have worked themselves into a ho ho over the fact that you want to find your missing brother, my lady," reported Major Royce Adelbert Connaught, who is known for his fine collection of bumble bee larvae. "May I suggest we search into the highlands were it is rumored your brother was sighted after his balloon went down."
"Grrhoom, grrr, frrra, that seems a bit dodgy based on the mahhd mahdi that crucurrently claims controlling ness over the mountaan fortresses of Jagdishpur," Governor Flunderton, you will remember is a great supporter of James Murray in his exposition of words in Oxford.
"Is this the same man who enslaves the locals with his religious beliefs?" asked Lady Esmeralda, who's work with Bradley on British Idealism at Merton College will forever be a footnote in history.
"Ah, yes my lady." piped in Major Ripperton as he downed a glass of the hard stuff. "And a more scruffy ner do well you will not meet. I saw him one time in the streets. He was working the imported Indian workers into a frenzy. We arrested him and forced him out of the station without a doubt. But those eyes my lady, I will never forget those eyes. They glowed with the fires of conviction they did."
"Conviction you say?" Lady Esmeralda spoke. "My conviction is to find my brother and bring him back alive. On this conviction the whole expedition turns. I have traveled the world round and never yet have I met a man who's conviction can overcome a lady's scorn."
She threw back her decanter of cognac in a fierce demonstration and then glared at the men.
"We will go to the Jagdishpur Highlands and find my brother there."
It was with this statement that the die was cast, the path was set, the road had been chosen. It was to be north. North to the highlands that the expedition would now turn.