#@oil

[ale-bernero]

Alla por 2013 realice un cuadro en óleo de aprx 2m x 2m, representando una tapa de un cd de tool, realizada por el gran pintor Alex Grey.

[future-artists]

by Afariun Sajedi

[barbebarbe-blog]

Frederick Childe Hassam, Summer Evening, Paris

[hyprbomb-blog]

Combustable Machinery

While Ice's ice-slasher hadn't the strength to freeze Bomb solid as it might have in less deathly-hot circumstances, it was just enough to lower the warning-level bars on his visual hud display and buy them some time before Bomb went off like a literal bomb.

As Elec directed, Ice would help escort the fire-weak industribots out of the burning building, as well as rescue anyone they found along the way, while the fire-resistant robot masters stayed to search for anyone else remaining until Ice would return to help with that as well.

Bomb carried poor, damaged Rush with him, always being sure to keep Ice nearby in case he needed to be cooled down again immediately. While Bond and Oil were weak to fire like he was, Bomb exploding from the heat put everyone in danger, and he'd need to be one of the first taken safely out of the burning structure.

"Yer doin' great big bro.." He reassures Ice, the child-like robot was taking on a lot of responsibility in escorting everyone to safety. "Yo, uh, Elec mentioned takin' a window out, right?" Bomb motions around them as they move through the burning corridors "All these windows I'm seein' are collapsed already.. It's so HOT in here, all th' metal supports are meltin' like they're inna steel mill.. Sh-should we find a wall for me to knock down? Maybe a--" His hud starts beeping with high temperature warnings again. "--Ice, I need another breeze dood.." He huffs, hugging Rush tightly, like he were a barely-living security doll. "M-maybe a small, controlled 'splosion would be just 'nuff to open up a hole for us without takin' the whole place down with us..."