He loves the smell of napalm in the morning. He does lines of it to wake himself up.
This is an army jeep. It is small. It has guns on the top for shooting at foreign people.
It must transform into a robot for grate justace!
The guns and the shieldy thing the army dude stands behind detach at this point.
The White bits are bone, innit. This guy has mad "mass shifting"
Isn't that groovy!
He is meant to have ribs, humeruses, radio-ulnar conflabulations, and a spine.
His skull is a bit lacklustre, but deal with it, I've been under a lot of pressure lately.
Also, I broke up with the girlfriend who came up with the name "Windscream". I am miserable, give me hundreds of "I Likes".
The Shieldy bit becomes a GROOVY GROOVY HAT!
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The legs are amazing, much like the ones I spent a lot of time between until quite recently. Except perhaps a bit more robotic. PLEASE go ahead and use them for another MOC. Cite me. Or don't.