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Helmet and backpack are custom made, torso custom painted. Clone Wars accessory does attach to helmet.
Backpack is built over 1x1 tile. Then attached to fig with standard neck bracket with a stud.
Thanks to BA for the weapon.
Microkraft aims to become the world-leading company not with custom but with figure.
For details of Microkraft, please visit 'microkraft.net' .
Visit my MOCpage for a continuous stream of all the Turbo Tank's comic. It's more easy go through without having to click picture after picture.
For those wondering, this Turbo Tank may be for sale later on my upcoming website, www.artifexcreation.com, after it's up & running. Don't know how much yet but more updates soon!
Checkout the stop motion animation video of this custom Turbo Tank! You can see it here
Come visit my ebay store for more custom creations and Lego Gadgets!
- Add lights in your Lego set with Brick Lights and
- Clean your Lego fast & easy with Brick Duster.
It's me!! With my model of the Duke of Wellington, next to the real thing.
If you've ever seen this iconic Glasgow statue you will know that this statue is never not adorned with at least one traffic cone.
Visit my MOCpage for a continuous stream of all the Turbo Tank's comic. It's more easy go through without having to click picture after picture.
For those wondering, this Turbo Tank may be for sale later on my upcoming website, www.artifexcreation.com, after it's up & running. Don't know how much yet but more updates soon!
Checkout the stop motion animation video of this custom Turbo Tank! You can see it here
Come visit my ebay store for more custom creations and Lego Gadgets!
- Add lights in your Lego set with Brick Lights and
- Clean your Lego fast & easy with Brick Duster.
@supercarethan has built the ultimate man cave for any car lover! The clean white shelves display all his favorite 1:8 scale Technic supercars like trophies, lined up with precision. Right in front sits a full racing simulator setup—ready to recreate those perfect laps and race-day victories. Every detail in this space screams passion, performance, and pure dedication to the craft. It’s not just a display, it’s a full racing experience.
#DontBeProud #LegoTechnic #MOC #ManCaveGoals #SimRacing #TechnicSupercars #LegoGarage #ScaleModels #RacingLife #CarEnthusiast #ShelfGoals #RCBuilds #LegoLifestyle #AFOL #CustomLego
Hi everyone, I recived today the new PAD printed parts, printed for me by sjbricks.customs, the photos are not great but the minifigs are truly awesome, pad printing is the same technique used by lego so these will be just like official minifigs.
These are Belloq and Elsa as they appear in Lego Indiana jones the original adventures.
Of course this is not my final product, the minifigs will feature custom headgears very accurate to the game.
I hope you guys will like these!!
My first freebuild for LCC. I would have liked to have built this with a more bleak tone to match the story better, but alas I am lacking in brown and dark green foliage, so I had to make do.
Cold was the wind that howled through the forests of Lenfald. And a bitter cold it was, that blew down from the North and cut to the bone, an unfamiliar chill, alien, and strange, all but unknown to the kinder wilds of Southern Lenfald.
It was in this numbing draft that a man strode through the wood. Quickly, but with a silence possessed only by those native to the landscape, he continued on his path, seemingly impervious to the unnatural gale.
It was then that a sound was heard, barely audible against the screeching of the wind. A simple snap, as if a twig or banch had fallen victim to the unceasing gusts. What would have been dismissed by most was not lost on the man, as he turned to face the source of the aberrant noise.
A young boy stood there, not much older than 17 by the look of him, axe and sword ready in hand. He shook, though not from the cold, and the axe fell from his unsteady hand, as if he were unsure why it was ever there.
"You-you're him aren't you? The one hunting us."
"Aye." the man replied, unmoved by the fear in the boy's voice.
"I- I'm not like the others, I don't mean any harm! I just needed the coin- my sister, she doesn't have anyone else..."
"Doesn't matter boy. You've a price on your head now. To me, and all the rest of the world, you're a dead man." A grim finality echoed through the statement.
The wind continued to shriek through the forest as the man moved forwards towards the terrified lad, a solemn purpose to his step.
"Please, you can't do this, don't do this- I can't leave her behind, I CAN'T" The lad yelled in fear, tears streaming down his fact as he swung the sword wildly toward the approaching reaper.
It was over in seconds. A sidestep, and then a short painful snap was heard, and the cries ceased. The boy gazed down in horror at his now-broken arm, his fast-chilling hands still grasping the hilt of his father's sword as it now seemed to sprout from his stomach.
Strength failed him then, as he stumbled backwards, trying desperately to form some intelligible words, as if to leave the world with some memory that he had been there, that he had existed. It was nothing the man hadn't seen before, and he watched as the lad's features changed, from shock, to anger, to sadness, and finally fear, as his eyes glazed over, and a final, ragged breath left his body.
He left him there, at the foot of some long-forgotten statue, a stone guardian long since fallen into disrepair, the blood still pooling over the forest floor. Cold was the wind that blew that day; Colder still was the heart of the hunter.
Microkraft aims to become the world-leading company not with custom but with figure.
For details of Microkraft, please visit 'microkraft.net' .
This is the variant version with a wash all over everything. That and the shield handles are the main differences.
Hello everyone! Just wanted to give an update since my last Youtube post! Im up to 43 subs which is crazy to think that i started youtubing so late but im happy about it! Make sure to Subscribe and like my videos! It helps a lot in letting me know you like the content! And since my last post I have a ton more videos so be sure to check them all out! Thanks a bunch! Youtube Channel: IcEmAnJaKe624
GIANT WASP, THE HIVE TERROR.
Happy #monstermonday folks!! This one is a familiar build I'm sure to some of you, as I gave a lil sneak peek of it a couple weeks ago. This was the encounter from the fourth Montown Mob quest post in which Marybeth the Kenku Barbarian went into cave at the behest of an herbalist, and fought a remarkably large insect!
Getting the shaping of the abdomen to curve was pretty fun, though the wings were a bit tricky. Originally, I thought about using the translucent wing pieces from a Hero Factory set, but they ended up wayyy put of scale, so I settled on these for the long, sharp-looking wings that yellowjackets have! What do you think? Did this build make you shudder at the thought of a wasp this big in real life?
M-3PX
aka Threx
It is unknown as to the exact origins of M-3PX. An obvious conglomeration of multiple droids the overriding carapace is a 3PX unit. If "Threx" is to be believed he is part of the original Cybot Galactica 3PX series release. Pre-ordered by a Hutt as a body guard/ translator.
After a foiled attempt (Due to Threx's direct influence as he tells it) on the Hutt's life, a damaged M-3PX was tossed into a scrap heap on Ryloth as "Defective Poo-Doo".
Threx was not as badly damaged as outwardly appearances seemed. Over time with the help of a friendly scavenger, he rebuilt himself performing regular upgrades and avoiding memory wipes.
When the scavenger died he manumitted M-3PX in accordance with Old Republic Law, believing M-3PX to be sentient. Some recognize this...some learn to. Though as time has passed, even M-3PX questions the validity of a legal document produced by a Government that no longer exists.
Visit my MOCpage for a continuous stream of all the Turbo Tank's comic. It's more easy go through without having to click picture after picture.
For those wondering, this Turbo Tank may be for sale later on my upcoming website, www.artifexcreation.com, after it's up & running. Don't know how much yet but more updates soon!
Checkout the stop motion animation video of this custom Turbo Tank! You can see it here
Come visit my ebay store for more custom creations and Lego Gadgets!
- Add lights in your Lego set with Brick Lights and
- Clean your Lego fast & easy with Brick Duster.
My first freebuild for LCC. I would have liked to have built this with a more bleak tone to match the story better, but alas I am lacking in brown and dark green foliage, so I had to make do.
Cold was the wind that howled through the forests of Lenfald. And a bitter cold it was, that blew down from the North and cut to the bone, an unfamiliar chill, alien, and strange, all but unknown to the kinder wilds of Southern Lenfald.
It was in this numbing draft that a man strode through the wood. Quickly, but with a silence possessed only by those native to the landscape, he continued on his path, seemingly impervious to the unnatural gale.
It was then that a sound was heard, barely audible against the screeching of the wind. A simple snap, as if a twig or banch had fallen victim to the unceasing gusts. What would have been dismissed by most was not lost on the man, as he turned to face the source of the aberrant noise.
A young boy stood there, not much older than 17 by the look of him, axe and sword ready in hand. He shook, though not from the cold, and the axe fell from his unsteady hand, as if he were unsure why it was ever there.
"You-you're him aren't you? The one hunting us."
"Aye." the man replied, unmoved by the fear in the boy's voice.
"I- I'm not like the others, I don't mean any harm! I just needed the coin- my sister, she doesn't have anyone else..."
"Doesn't matter boy. You've a price on your head now. To me, and all the rest of the world, you're a dead man." A grim finality echoed through the statement.
The wind continued to shriek through the forest as the man moved forwards towards the terrified lad, a solemn purpose to his step.
"Please, you can't do this, don't do this- I can't leave her behind, I CAN'T" The lad yelled in fear, tears streaming down his fact as he swung the sword wildly toward the approaching reaper.
It was over in seconds. A sidestep, and then a short painful snap was heard, and the cries ceased. The boy gazed down in horror at his now-broken arm, his fast-chilling hands still grasping the hilt of his father's sword as it now seemed to sprout from his stomach.
Strength failed him then, as he stumbled backwards, trying desperately to form some intelligible words, as if to leave the world with some memory that he had been there, that he had existed. It was nothing the man hadn't seen before, and he watched as the lad's features changed, from shock, to anger, to sadness, and finally fear, as his eyes glazed over, and a final, ragged breath left his body.
He left him there, at the foot of some long-forgotten statue, a stone guardian long since fallen into disrepair, the blood still pooling over the forest floor. Cold was the wind that blew that day; Colder still was the heart of the hunter.
I wanted to play around with the new Nexo Knights pieces and thought about Tony having attachable limbs to help with larger jobs. Happy with the outcome.
MARYBETH, THE KENKU BARBARIAN.
This is my second character for the Greymane's Haven Adventuring Guild ongoing challenge hosted over on @greymane_guild om Instagram! As these characters come together, you may start to notice a theme...
Marybeth is a frightening, small, yet imposing raven-like humanoid known as a Kenku, and is a Barbarian of the Path of the Berserker. She wields a number of bone daggers and shortswords handcrafted and sharpened by her best friend, Sythil, and employs them to devastating effect. Though she has an impeccable memory when her interest is piqued, her selective enthusiasm often ends up coming back to bite her when a mission isn't completed quite how the client requested it to be. Her intense gaze and movements often unnerve those not familiar with her behavior, but her allies know that her loyalty runs somehow deeper than even her ferocity.