down boy.

i'd like to live in a world where penguins have dogs; especially mega-huge mechahunds. the brilliant thing about k-9s is their desire to please. now imagine that desire with the strength of an abrams tank and a 50 cal machine gun. suddenly everyone around you becomes obedient.

makadi3000 has, of course, done it again. eagle eye is a killer sidekick to iron penguin. although, i can't quite wrap my head around his bulk through the interwebs. iron penguin is 12" tall... and eagle eye's in a bit of a squat... sooooo, he's like a steel watermelon. maybe one of those square japanese ones. astute eyes will see that he's built on the body of a wwr bramble. but then you will also see that he no longer looks anything like his body donor. this is one sick puppy.

little known fact: eagle eye was born when shaq got food drunk

at an old country buffet and ended up making love to his F650

now you can see why he calls him a dog.

just don't let mega-snoopy drop a deuce in your yard.

crotch cannon!

red! 24 sweep hotdog on 2! hut hut, you're fucked.

children please avert your eyes from the scorched butthole

if you light a match, the entire internet could go up in flames.

bambaland wants you!

the 3A legion recruiting is getting thrown into high gear. all new members will now get their own armored battle suit. hand painted and weathered to your choice. each continent sporting region specific colors.... nah, that's actually all bullshit. give it time though... i don't second guess ash.

this is legion related though, promise. it's the single most badass custom bambaboss that ever lived. meticulously constructed by our beloved makadi3000. you remember him right? the man who birthed seeker and sweeper. yeah. well he's topped them all with iron penguin. this thing kicks so much ass, it blows my mind. the concept, construction [additions and subtractions] and paintjob are perfect. absolutely perfect. i must stop the bleeding of praise. i'm holding you back from the pics.

[who am i kidding? i know you skipped immediately past this part. :)]

jesus. look at that bulge...

is that full of landmines? or just one big sock?

the pilot has a matching "alles kaput" tattoo across his knuckles.

and if everything is broken, i'm guessing the sergeant here did it...

the bambaboss exhaust port survives!

smile. you die now.

two pouches full of peanut butter sandwiches,

and one big explosive hammer... it's gonna be a good day.

airhorn or megaphone?

which one can rupture more eardrums? airhorn?

ok, i vote airhorn then.

born a boy, now a man.

i'm at a loss for words. i want it. iron penguin fucking rocks. and i'm definitely not the only one who thinks so... read the words of praise. the thread.

the remnants.

the second one with a soundtrack... scroll to the bottom of the post.

hit play on the youtubes and then come back up here for maximum experience.

when things have been lost. forgotten. buried in the blood of the past. that's when they come out. not to rule, but simply to exist. for when what you see is all that you get, survival is no longer a given. there is work to be done and only a few with the tools to shoulder it.

these are the remnants.

eyes to the sky no longer necessary.

the dirt is all that pulses now.

the seeker feels all. including your fear.

treasures of a factory torn open.

the war stole lives but now outfits the survivors.

can love exist when all else has died?

the sweeper provides.

each scar becomes proof, of another day alive.

cobbled together from the glowing mind of makadi3000, seeker and sweeper reach a different world of customization. the level of detail and life in these two is really staggering. matted fur, the hint of blue on the shoulder. i'm just floored by how awesome these are. they don't belong on a shelf, they need to be free, wandering the wasteland of siberia or stalking the back streets of bucharest. my hat's off to you sir. well done.