Brandishing a rocket powered cleaver and a heavy blaster, Redtoof isn't going down without a fight. Especially since he still has to take revenge on the one whose fault it is he's in that exosuit in the first place.
YOU! YOU'RE NEXT, YA GIT!
Some ask why both his middle fingers are gold plated. The response is one they should've expected (spoiler alert, he flips them off).
Redtoof's blaster fires piping hot plasma bolts and since his engine powers everything including his weapons, he won't be running dry anytime soon unless somehow he runs out of fuel. Which is highly unlikely to happen. What's the fuel source? Don't ask. You don't wanna know.
Redtoof treasures both his blaster and cleaver as they were once a part of his prized warbuggy before it was blown up with him still inside. He longs for the day he can sink the cleaver into the one responsible for such a heinous act of destruction.
OI! WATCHA LOOKIN AT BACK THERE!?
After nearly being blown off the face of the brikverse, Redtoof is being kept alive by the systems in his exosuit which are powered by the engine on his back. In typical Broot fashion, flames appear to be spewing from every exhaust and simplicity is out the window (and so is symmetry).
Boast:
Submitted to the Brik by Brik category, I built this Megabawss in a one-nighter and hadn't thought of submitting it for the Blarney Build until shortly after editing the photos. Overall proud of how it turned out and definitely achieved what I set out to do: convert a CMF ork minifig into a Warbawss for my brootal gang. Will likely try to flesh out his lore a bit better in future, look forward to seeing him on the battlefield!
