(( … or 1001 because someone followed me right after I did the glitter graphic. Not changing it, dammit.
Anywho! Now that Unicron has a semi-large cult, I figure it was, finally, time for a giveaway! That’s right! SemiFree stuff!
What is this free stuff, you ask? Why, simply, it’s a Toy!
That, my friends, is a Beast Hunters TFP Dreadwing Deluxe figure, still in the box, that I’ve had laying around since about 600 Followers. He’s a very special Dreadwing, however, since he’s actually a mispaint! But a mispaint in a awesome way.
What way, you ask?
One of his opticsis blue! Fancy that, eh?
Anyway, if you happen to want this fraction-confused/optic filter damaged burd, you need only do one thing: reblog! You don’t even need to be a follower!
However, I request that you be able to give me your physical address so, if you win, I can send this to you. I won’t be responsible for you getting yelled at by your parents if you don’t have permission. Be safe on the internet!
One reblog and one like count for a entry each. Followers get a extra entry. I have a list of people who followed me prior to the posting of this, so don’t try to fool me!
This giveaway will last until July 31st, Midnight, PST. The day after will be spent sifting through entries and, then, tossing them into a randomizer to pick the winner!
((I have seen him myself guys. He is awesome. :) ))
Anonymous asked: Are planning to play "Pin the Tail on the Predacon" with Alpha Trion? It is his creation day.
"I doubt you would ever find a willing Predacon. There’s always Onyx. It would be more like ‘Pin the tail and run away as fast as possible’ though.
solus-prime-the-forger asked: Happy Creation Day!
"Sister." He snatched his sibling into a embrace.
psuede asked: Draw Unicron with #4 palette please.
Okay history time!
This is where Unicron really got the nickname “planet eater” from Primus. Unfortunately, one day Primus made the mistake of affectionately calling him that in front of all the other giant space gods, thoroughly embarrassing Unicron, and sparking their eons-long quarrel and eventual divorce. (Primus won custody of their thirteen kids.)
Repulsed by the bias of giant space lawyers and feeling vengeful against Primus and all of creation in general, Unicron went on to twist the awful nickname into a fear tactic and used it as an excuse to work out his frustration by eating planets in a much less tender sense of the phrase.