It takes balls to whip your d*ck out in the desert, with nothing but your remaining claw for protection against marauders looking for an easy score.
But of course the warrior has no fear; the wastes are his, so he'll do as he will, where he damn well pleases.
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I loved the original Wasteland Wargreymon picture, but the ugly lighting, weird anatomy and the dodgy crop bothered me to no end. SO, i took the plunge, ripped the old boy apart and gave him a lick of fresh paint, and i'll be honest, i'm so happy with how this came out.
I definitely want to replicate this glow up with some choice other pieces too.
See attached, a quick timelapse of the process. Enjoy ^-^