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I haven't built anything with Bionicls in a long time...and my Bionicle inventory keeps growing, so I decided it was time to put those pieces to good use. The idea for a Grunt came to though two ways. First my other Halo project is on hold due to pieces that I need to aquire, and two I played Halo again after like a year, and thought a Grunt would be a challenging and unique build. Everything is Lego except for a custom orange minifigue cape that severs as his breastplate...could't make any of my orange pieces work for that area....so I had to find something else. Hope you guys and gals enjoy it! Please Rate so I can see what you think about it.
I originally planned on have a full Hero Factory line of creations Containing 8 figures and 2 larger sets. I don't know if I'll continue the line or not but this will be all all for a while.
Note to the Halo Lego Set Contest judges, would the helmet and the rifle have an exact brick count or count it as 1-5 pcs?
Also known as the Haemulon sciurus, the Blue-Striped Grunt has been nicknamed the boar grunt or the humpback grunt.
A Halo 4 Grunt constructed out of Bionicle and System. This one is more accurate than the Brute, although the gun is a piece of crap.
Just ignore the background on this photo and the incoming photos, my setup is being reconstructed.
Another Aardwolf variation I've had built for a while. Only one picture for this guy, although there are quite a few features and stuff I packed into this thing. Main changes include:
-Larger backpack to store extra energy for rifle
-Cord attached to articulated arm to transfer energy to rifle
-Mandalorian-style flip-down sight on head
-Anti-personnel machine gun on chest (later added to the Aardwolf Ground Type F2)
-Crouching aid on knee
-Instead of a ladder on backpack, there's a winch that flips over to the front so the pilot can lower himself to the ground. Not an addition specific to the sniper type, but I decided to give the pilot a prosthetic leg Gundam Thunderbolt-style so a ladder would be difficult to use
-Shoulder shield that can convert into a spiked melee weapon like the Schuzrum-Galluss. I may use this in future variations.
"I'll bite your kneecaps off!"
My goal here was to build a simpler version of the grunt that was instantly recognizable. I focused on getting the gas mask just right, and I think I pulled it off well. The model uses a single silver BrickArms Monopod, and holds an overmolded Needle Gun (no longer available).
See the Grunt V3 Instructions photo set for step by step directions :)
Lego mecha, unpiloted. I thought the barnacle shooter would make a good head design and went from there. No particular frame was used. I was going for a relatively smooth build with some military looking weaponry.
Issue#25 "A symbol"
"Two minutes till I launch the big gun, Bruce." Amanda says into my comm as I kick Nightmares scythe out from his hands. "Croc is down as well as Bane." I retort back blocking a flurry of jabs from Nightmare and strike him quickly across the face. "What about Harleen Quinzel?" Amanda questions whilst I deliver a swift kick into Nightmares side knocking him back, I grunt leaping into the air attempting to kick him to the ground but he blocks my attack frustratingly. "She won't get far she's injured." I mutter grabbing Nightmare from behind the neck slamming his face off my knee causing him to stagger back "What about Nightmare?" she jibes I grit my teeth elbowing the bridge of his nose angrily and quickly kick his chest sending him sprawling onto the ground "He's down." I say catching breath, I look up seeing something soar through the sky towards me at the speed of a rocket and grimace readying myself, only to find it coming to a halt floating over me. My eyes widen slightly as I realise it's a person, his cape billowing in the wind "Who is that Amanda?" I question studying the figure in the sky, he looks to be quite built but has a young face like he's in his teenage years. I hear Amanda reply, "He's the 'big gun'. The one who's going to kill every criminal in Gotham."
"It's over Amanda. Croc, Bane, Nightmare have all been defeated." I say through gritted teeth into the comm looking up at the teenager who remains hovering ominously in the sky looking down at me. "No Bruce it's not over till they're all dead, your none lethal methods have resulted in many deaths and almost caused a war in Gotham City!" she barks angrily into the comm I clench my fists and take a deep breath "Well then Amanda, I'm taking down your 'Big Gun' before he does more harm that good." I say sternly as the man zips towards me drawing back his fist ready to strike. I ready myself quickly combat rolling away feeling a great gust of wind blow past me as he soars overhead stopping in mid flight, I get up in a crouched position tossing three batarrangs at him which bounce harmlessly off his chest. "Don't make me hurt you." he mutters hovering over the ground advancing towards me, I get to my feet quickly turning around letting my cape mask over his face whilst delivering a swift kick to it with my boot. I step back letting my cape settle behind me and see he once again is unharmed.
I grit my teeth slamming my fist into the bridge of his nose but my knuckles crack slightly against his steel like skin. "What are you?" I demand retreating back clenching my fists, he seems to frown and looks down at me "I don't know." I look at him in disbelief as he lifts up his hands looking down at them as if they had the answers to everything. "I was with the government ever since I was a baby, they said I'm a weapon." he slowly lowers down onto the ground and looks at me with confusion "Well let me assure you, you don't want to be a murderer. I don't know how to help you just now but I can if you let me." I say extending my hand out to him, he looks at it reluctantly and takes it in his with a vice like grip shaking it. "O-Ok then." I force a smile looking into his eyes thinking to myself "What was Amanda thinking forcing a teenager to destroy a city?" The teenager smiles meekly and let's go of my hand "Do you have a name?" He shakes his head and looks down at his feet like he's ashamed "Amanda said a name will give me an identity and a weapon with an identity is unstable." I shake my head shocked by the cruelty he has endured as a person "Well you're not a weapon anymore. So how about 'Man of steel' for now?" He looks back up at me smiling then nods his head.
Rigs heading in and out of Parkes on the Newell Highway.
(1/6) Always good looking and well presented, Don Watson Transport: KENWORTH K200.
(2/6) Unknown owner/operator on the KENWORTH with Rinpra Produce tailing.
(3/6) Unknown owner/operator on the KENWORTH K200.
(4/6) Armesto's from Beerwah QLD; FREIGHTLINER with the Toll/Ipec in tow.
(5/6) Quick's Freight Express from Wattle Flat VIC; KENWORTH running half light!
(6/6) Unknown owner/operator of the nicely striped WESTERN STAR.
Parkes, New South Wales, Australia.
The impressive grunt calls of the bucks have different meanings; It's an expression of dominance and it's also a way to locate other deer. These sounds are just awesome and you can hear it from the far distance. Most of the time a response will follow.
This male was doing its very best to impress other deer, for about two hours he was constantly grunting and with succes; many females 'walked over' to his herd and at the end he gathered about 30 females.
It was a gorgeous evening, there was so much going on and the sunset turned the surroundings into a beautiful place. Watching these animals in their natural habitat is one of the most precious experiences of life. I'm so glad we are still able to find this in such a crowded country.
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Park de Hoge Veluwe
The Netherlands
During the Fall of Reach a lone ODST takes hold of a Covenant ghost and engages two Unggoy minors.
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Yep, Not much of a disc, but here is my little non-cannon entry to the "Feet first into hell contest".
I wanted a small and detailed entry rather than a large bland one I probably would've done otherwise.
Props: Here.
Ghost: Here.
All Credit For design goes to n7mereel
Link- www.flickr.com/photos/n7mereel/
Last photo till May 15th!
The hills aren't givin' up their gold easily... Bear, Colt and Wes will blast, cut and dig their way to it. (Even if it means ending up with shrapnel in your head like Bear or deaf in your left ear like Colt. Wes has 6 toes and is hoping to lose the extras one day)
- 1879, south of the Yukon and north of Mexico, in fact not far from the Gulf of Mexico, but closer to the Pacific Ocean, in the middle of the plains, but right in the mountains, at the edge of the desert, lies the small township of Dirt Ridge...
Rumours of gold in the surrounding hills are enticing people to try their luck in this dusty little town.
The latest in clmntinE Industrie's mecha design. The GRUNT: its purpose to strike down opponents with overwhelming fire-power and might. With radical changes like torso cockpits instead of upper chest models, this radical change allows a sturdy platform for different terrain tranversing. Matched with powerful force manipulator arms that delivers a mightly punch and armed with an array of weapons: a 35mm automatic machine gun, 3 surface-to-air missles and an electronic linear cannon. Do not mess with this beast. Designed for the elite.
3 white prime movers and bins heading north on the Hume Highway near Coolalie .
(1 of 3) Freightliner Argosy, not sure of the owner/operator.
(2 of 3) Holcim Kenworth SAR day cab.
(3 of 3) DTS of Young, Kenworth T series SAR.
Coolalie , New South Wales, Australia.
These two grunts are 'gaping'. A behavior that might be related to scaring off rivals or dominating a rival by having the biggest mouth. I think no one are not sure why they do this.
Photographed at Blue Heron Bridge, Florida.
Taken on a blazing hot day in August 2012, SNCF 567607 waits in Ussel to start the 15:20 service to Bordeaux, via Tulle and Brive-le-Gaillard, a journey which no longer exists as a through train, but was memorable because two of the five coaches had compartments, the very last time I rode in revenue earning corridor stock!
More powerful than the EE built 37's, these 67xxx class had a turbo charged inter-cooled V16 Pielstick diesel of various outputs, this one I think was 2550bhp. but they went up to 3500bhp by the end of production. Built by Brissonneau and Lotz, Nantes, production commenced in 1967
1948 Kodak Tourist converted to 120, f4.5/105mm Anaston lens, x2 yellow filter. Foma 400 in Diafine, 4+4 mins @21C, scanned @1200dpi on Epson V500
Updated the leg design but using some minifig hands that I modded to hold the cheese slope in place. Also made the backpack more correct. These are now as close to minifig scale as I think I can get and will most likely be the final version.
Preserved BR Class 37 "Clydebridge" about to leave Toddington with a short train to Cheltenham Racecourse station.
37324, orignally D6799, was built at English Electric's Vulcan Foundry, Newton-le-willows, during 1962.
English Electric 12CSVT 1750bhp turbocharged inter-cooled V12 diesel.
Mamiya C2, f2.8/80mm Sekors, X2 Yellow filter. Foma 400@800, in Thorton's Two Bath, 5+5mins @21C. Scanned @1200dpi on an Epson V500.
Horvun was a respected member of the CyberDemonic military division. He worked as an instructor for new recruits and it was known widely that many of the recruits passing his teachings went on to get great careers. With his mastery over the element of Electricity, Horvun himself was a force to be reckoned with. One day, there was an accident in which he rescued a high-ranking member of the military, losing his arms in the process and finding himself drifted away in a coma. When he woke up, scientists had given him all new, mechanical arms that allowed him to channel his electricity even better. Seeing as Horvun had never given his consent to this surgery, he was enraged. Horvun spent months in his house trying to get used to his new appendages and the blades held within to channel his element. After fashioning himself with two very crude, serrated blades made from a chainsaw, he vanished into the wildlands and was rarely seen or heard from again...
Yeah, finally, woohoo! Horvun has been a WIP for a long time (Thanks BFTGM entry-san) and last night I decided to finish him up. He is a cyberdemon, a species belonging to Meskiimocs, and serves as a basic template for a male member of theirs. I did add a twist with unnatural arms, kinda felt that was appropriate.
Hope you enjoyed, cheers!