HOLY SHIT THE SUBMIT BOX IS OPEN

SUBMIT SOME MOTHERFUCKING ROBOTS, GUYS.

Hold the fuck on motherfuckers.

It’s the Tallgeese II.

Let’s be honest. The Tallgeese was fuckin’ cool. But towards the end of the show they were like MAN THE TALLGEESE ISN’T COOL ENOUGH. HOW DO WE MAKE IT COOLER?

I bet many thought that was impossible but it fucking WASN’T.

“Let’s give it a Gundam face” they said. AND THEN BAM. If painting an MS red makes it 3 times faster giving a bad guy suit a Gundam face makes it three times more awesome.

AND JUST LOOK AT IT HOLDING ITS GUN LIKE THAT. It’s so fucking dapper, just like it’s pilot. Not only is it badass but it has CLASS. It’s BAD-CLASS. Yeah. YOU HEARD ME.

HOLY SHIT IT’S GAIKIIIIING

Yeah there’s a lot of combining robots out there, but how many—HOW MANY—have a fucking ROBOT DRAGON SKULL for a torso?! THE ANSWER IS NONE, except for those other two. Look at those giant horns, he’s like a fucking bull knight. A DRAGON SKULL BULL KNIGHT ROBOT. Seriously you can’t beat that.

Back the fuck up, everyone. It’s time for the Dynamic General Guardian.

Look at this fucker, he’s like… a samurai on steroids. Katanas are pretty fucking badass, but he doesn’t just have a katana, he’s got GIGANTIC SWORD OF CLEAVE-EVERYTHING. Guts from Berserk? Fucking pussy when coming up against this guy. Why? Because Guts isn’t a fucking robot that’s why.

See this? See this motherfucker here? I bet you’re wondering, “Oh, he just looks like some grunt, he doesn’t look so tough”. WELL GUESS WHAT YOU’RE WRONG. This is the goddamn ALTEISEN. It’s like taking a grunt and beefing it up TO THE EXTREME. You see that fucking horn? Yeah that ain’t for show like that pussy Char. It CAN and WILL stab your ass. Oh, the spike on the right arm? That’s the goddamn Revolver Stake. You’ll get that shit punched into you, then you’ll get shot with it SIX TIMES. 

He’s red, but he ain’t three times faster. He’s three times GUNNIER. YEAH IT’S A WORD NOW. Those bigass shoulders are filled with Claymores. CLAYMORES. YEAH. Stay away from this bastard, or else you’ll get toasted to next Tuesday.