plastic robot


This is my current project currently 98% complete, made using 6 balls all mashed together and some 1/100 hg for a “frame”. Fun to build and the 1st in a little series I want to do.

Still not too sure with the head but I’m happy with how it looks. Took inspiration from megazords and other combiners. Still needs a name though :/

On Kylo Ren concept art...

In the beginning we have plastic baddie. metal, robot, droid baddie.

Then more human shapes. I’m thinking this coincided with casting Adam.


Adam, obviously.

And then….

…we get partial humanoid, partial robot kylo with what must be rey, obviously modelled after Adam.

But in the end..on that screen, we get this pretty boy with fluffy cloud-hair who looks so vulnerable and young, you kinda wanna hold him:


Early-version metal-Kylo would’ve been around the same gross/terrifying-level Darth-Maul was, something for the boys to fap over because jolly evil robot grievous-style badass…bet he’s gonna be real evil and give no shit.
But that’s not what they wanted or went with in the end.
I’m asking myself, what if they started out planning Kylo Ren as this half robotic Darth Vader impersonator, who was merely fascinated with the old Sith and Rey was conceptualised as the Skywalker legacy, Luke’s or Han’s and Leia’s. Then, fairly early on after talks with Driver started or shortly before, Kylo Ren was turned into a half-bionic half-intact human.
Then I imagine Adam Driver signed on and the art and concept starts to shift again, and suddenly there is this potential and they actually commission a painting to be made of Kylo Ren with his arm around Rey modelled on a picture with Adam Driver holding a woman protective/possessively which is likely supposed to show the abduction scene (with a conscious Rey instead of the bridal carry). So they look at that…and look at the actor they got.

Adam Driver and his great scope and renown for sensual parts and they look at the female character they planned. And they look at Driver again.

And I have this tiny little theory that they switched things around then. That they wanted to use that potential, not just for the potential but also to have a twist, an epic twist that most people wouldn’t expect - the evil guy going good, for real.
But now, if we want this, we need a reason for people to root for him. So what do we do? We make him the legacy, we make him human. And Ben Solo was born.

Now bare with me, I think there was a time where Ben Solo and Rey Skywalker were the plan. I think they were at the point where Kylo Ren was still half-robot.

But I believe that didn’t last too long. I think by the time Daisy Ridley had her final audition for Star Wars doing the interrogation scene, potentially with Adam present to play off of, Rey was no longer a Skywalker.
Because they looked at the potential and they saw it. That’s why we got the Kylo we got. Not bionic-man, but Disney-Prince-Wella-Hair with the smoulder and the pout. Because there was potential beyond Ben Solo, Han and Leia’s son, there was potential for Ben Solo/Kylo Ren romantic hero. So we got a romantic hero underneath an evil robot-ish-kinda mask. 

All the intent from the original concept art but with that new, endlessly compelling twist that obviously very many people don’t anticipate even now.

I think that’s one of the biggest Reylo-clues and it’s been right under our noses. The way he looks as opposed to the way he was originally planned to look.

i know most of the time kpop fans don’t care that people judge them about listening to kpop but i kinda get really offended.

like why are you even judging it if you don’t even know what the hell it is? saying its soo weird just because they are asian? like what the fuck does that even mean? listening to music in other languages is not weird at all. if you don’t know what they are saying don’t immediately say, “this is so weird what the hell are they saying” . they OBVIOUSLY aren’t making music for people that speak english, they live in a DIFFERENT COUNTRY where they have their own language.

and don’t even say that they are just ‘plastic dancing robots’ like? they are actual people with personalities. they just wanted to follow their dream of becoming singers. who cares if they work hard/want to work hard for their music, they want people to recognize their talent and be the best that they can be.

they are just normal people making music and it happens to be in another language, yet that does not stop it from being really GOOD MUSIC, so don’t even start saying a bunch of bullshit about kpop if you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.

The TTV interview with Ryder Windham left me with some mixed feelings, to be honest.

On one hand, Windham himself seems like a cool guy, who actually cares about the story and the characters and about creating a coherent world that makes sense within itself, and who wasn’t afraid to ask questions or add his own ideas to the G2 mythology, like the exact effects of the cataclysm and the names of Protectors new and old. And it was also nice to hear that Lego was so open to him implementing those ideas and expanding the mythos beyond what was written in the story bible and said in the online animations.

However, that brings me to the problem I saw while listening to it. It seems reasonable to em to assume that, if we would have had another writer, just some freelancer who saw it as another assignment, another quick paycheck, just some silly kids books about plastic robots, we would have even less world building than we have now. Lego’s reactions to some of Windham’s ideas and questions were…worrisome. Like the fact that the story bible was a massive work in progress while the books were being written and that Windham didn’t even know about the Elemental Creatures/Spirits in the beginning. Or that Lego’s general response to a lot of questions apparently was “yes, that could be, or it could not.” They don’t have a cohesive vision, and just churn out whatever seems cool as a toy, and yes, that makes sense for a toy company, and hell, most of the kids buying the toys, and even a lot of older fans, I imagine, won’t even read the books and comics, but still. It seems to me that, if the authors of the graphic novels and chapter books keep changing, the story and world might end up inconsistent, maybe even downright contradictory, because every writer can add some stuff, or leave it out, or change it, and Lego will just say “yeah, whatever, as long as it doesn’t affect our toy sales.”

I mean, I think it would be unwise to repeat G1 and end up having one man in full control over basically all the story media in the entire franchise. But a small group of people who invest their time and effort into keeping things coherent, writing down the concepts and established facts from the published books and comics (and animations) and keeping an eye on future publications not messing with that, and also having a general idea where the story is headed and which elements will come into play later, so that writers can prepare the audience for it, and it won’t just come as a random “They call him the Skull Grinder!” moment, would already go a long way.

But hey, that’s just my two cents.

I frowned. “Crap,” I said. “Your present.”

“You didn’t remember to bring it?”

“I was a little busy,” I said.

He was quiet for a minute. Then he asked, “What was it?”

“Rock'em Sock'em Robots,” I said.

He blinked at me. “What?”

I repeated myself. “The little plastic robots you make fight.”

“I know what they are, Harry,” he responded. “I’m trying to figure out why you’d give me them.”

I pursed my lips for a minute. Then I said, “Right after my dad died, they put me in an orphanage. It was Christmastime. On television, they had commercials for Rock'em Sock'em Robots. Two kids playing with them, you know? Two brothers.” I shrugged. “That was a year when I really, really wanted to give those stupid plastic robots to my brother.”

“Because it would mean you weren’t alone,” Thomas said quietly.

“Yeah,” I said. “Sorry I forgot them. And happy birthday.”

He glanced back at the burning mall. “Well,” my brother said, “I suppose it’s the thought that counts.”

—  It’s My Birthday, Too (Side Jobs) by Jim Butcher