Entry to LOM May UC, starring brick-built Jabberwocky
About this creation
LOM May UC
The trio moved soundlessly through the tunnel, save the clipping of the horse’s hooves and turning of wooden wheels. No one spoke; in the age-old caverns, it seemed a sin to break silence by mere speech. Each reflected on what was to come. In a matter of minutes or hours, their world could come crashing down.
The orders were still a shock to Gimmerton. He had only heard the decree in the last week, and since then had rallied a band of men to fight alongside him. He was now bearing supplies and refreshments to them before the great ordeal later that day.
Sensing a change in the air, he glanced around. The guide had turned and was hailing him to stop. Gimmerton leaned from his horse at the wizened old creature. Dark shadows obscured his vision and vapors arose and fell in tendrils about the cavern. The air pulsed with tension. The guide spoke:
“There is danger around this bend. Thou canst awaken it and live.” Then he closed his eyes and softly murmured the words of an ancient poem written by an outcast of society. “’Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!'” Here he ended, and again resumed his place. But he raised his weapon a bit higher, Gimmerton noted.
Gimmerton’s other compatriot and long-time friend, Stewart, puffed, “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.” Gimmerton smiled tersely and waited as they cautiously rounded the corner.
The guide lifted his lantern to light the cavern.
In the center stood a tall spire of rock, balancing a thin circle on top. Gimmerton shivered; the perfectly precarious nesting place for a large beast. As if hearing his thoughts, his mare began to swing her head from side to side, and her breathing quickened.
She uttered a sharp whinny and pawed the air. “Quiet, girl,” he scolded out of fear. She would not quiet.
The guide looked terrified and began to move again; nearly at a run. This action inspired the horse, who jolted forward at a canter. Gimmerton tightened his grip and heard Stewart utter some choice words as he struggled to keep up. Then a bone-piercing scream split the cave.
All heads turned to the stone as a monster appeared, head over the front and tail from behind. The beast was crazy enormous! It gave its shrill yell again and beat its wings against the air. The ground shook as it leapt from its perch.
Without a pause it swooped down and scooped up the guide,
Throwing him with hungry passion into the wall.
Gimmerton and Stewart shrank back with fear. “Get on.” He hissed his command. His friend was just able to get a firm grip on the rein before the horse bolted. She flew. With a monster hot on her tail and a trusted rider whispering in her ear, she ran like never before.
Stewart lunged skillfully at the beast in pursuit, but it did nothing to diminish the creature’s ferocity.
They drove recklessly towards their goal; Gimmerton hoped against hope that the tunnel led them in the right direction. And then the ceiling raised and the tunnel widened and ahead of them stretched the expanse of a cavern, spread with military supplies and encampments.
Two warriors, twin siblings, came from the tent in front of them. Gimmerton gasped, “Grab your weapons! We have awoken a demon!” as he brought the horse and cart to a crashing halt. Reaching down, he slipped off the quick-release saddle and the horse plunged away.
The beast, still right behind, screamed angrily again and began tearing the cart apart. It was using intimidation to frighten its prey, Gimmerton decided.
But suddenly its antics stopped. The hideous monster raised its head and sniffed the air.
That was when Gimmerton felt the ground vibrate. Dust fell from the ceiling in sheets, and a noise like thunder rolled through the cave. The Jabberwocky didn’t plan to stay and find out the source. It turned tail and fled back down the cavern.
Gimmerton looked to Stewart, and motioned for him to lean close. “So it begins.”
Then raising his voice, he addressed the entire cavern, as scattered men looked toward the drama at their front door. “My countrymen, muster your arms and raise your shields. Today we fight for the liberation of our brethren isle.” A loud cheer arose in the expanse. As it died away, Stewart spoke.
“Brethren, give not the face of a coward, but rather a resolve of steel. For Rainos! For freedom!” That four-word rally reverberated throughout the chasm as it was taken up by an hundred voices. He concluded, “And now we march for Exileseat…
This was a very fun build to make and the highlight was, of course, the jabberwocky. Here it is again in a solo shot:
And here is my small variety of siege engines. Back left to right: Ballista, Battering Ram, Siege tower, Easter egg (A front-end loader I built for a Lego competition when I was 12). The tents are also featured in front.
Here is a bonus picture, very similar to the main one, that I may use if I decide to expand the Jabberwocky into a whole Through the Looking Glass theme. I'll take advice on that idea if you have it to offer.
Thank you for viewing, and I hope you enjoyed the build and the story.
Quoting Stephan Niehoff
The dragon is nice. I still want to build a dragon for my daughter, and Yours is a good template for me.
Sorry I never replied to you here. If you want, I can show you some of the inner techniques I used. A lot of it is illegal or partially-connected, but my biggest piece of advice is to use as many large ball joints (not the Mixel ones) as possible. I hope you can make a good one! P.S. This FOL has made a lot of good dragons. https://www.flickr.com/photos/reptiman1/