Every gunpla shelf needs a certain quota of weird little guys.
EDIT: I've realised that I left off the final foot plates—rest assured that I've added them now…
The poet they probably shouldn’t have sent. I watch anime and am sometimes accused of reading books. I'm writing a long gay giant robot story in verse—probably this millennium's best yuri mecha epic poem, through lack of competition.
'Now praise those names on tombs of steel engraved | And toll this rotting country’s countless bells.'
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