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Bubbatron
"Everything is fodda... fa... fod... beer."
Level 3 Autobot
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| Team: | The Ineptibots v0.3 |
| Commander: | Me, Grimlock! |
| Faction: | Autobot |
| Level: | 3 |
| Total XP: | 341,324xp |
| Weapon: | |
| Doing: | Inactive |
Bubbatron's Bio
[ Profile, the Likes of Which You Have Never Seen! ]
Big and mean, his job is to kick butt and chew bubblegum... and he's got plenty of gum. The heaviest Transformer seen still on most of his six wheels, he drinks beer for fuel and smokes Energon for Energon. Loves a good, fat gut and crushes aluminum cans on his forehead while belching beer nuts into Decepticons at 2,500 yards away. As Burnimus Prime's right-hand drinking buddy, he can consume approximately 9,000 beers before urinating, depending on how cold it is outside. He likes 'em big. Wind up his back and watch him stumble slovenly down your street, cussing at imaginary onlookers and fighting with himself over who gets to drive home.
Bubbatron kicked out! That's right, Bubbatron was recently kicked out of the Ineptibots for stealing the last ice cream sandwich, right out from between Ice Cream Headache's buttocks! I mean, that thing was clearly Big Heavy Thing's. Had his name on it and everything. Plus, everyone was getting sick of him playing old Joe Satriani tunes, like, all the freakin' time. Now on the run and lonely, he's looking for an exiled Decepticon to team up with. Starscream got together with that whiner Red Alert. And Reflector's next on his list, but he's got a serious multiple personality disorder. Serious one. Plus he's got that freaky eye thing. That really creeps Bubbatron out. Maybe he'll hook up with the Stunticons. That Motormaster seems to run on beer.
[ No-Nonsense, Commercialistic Upgrade! ]
Powermaster selling action: Nebulan Double-Vision has combined with Bubbatron to bring you the ultimate in useless technology, locking into Bubbatron's stomach to form a protective beer gut around that which Bubbatron values most. Double-Vision becomes Bubbatron's sluggish six-pack--and I do mean six-pack.
[ Lowly, Lowly Weaknesses! ]
Still paying his ex-wife's alimony through the rear aft.
[ Mind-Numbing Gestalt Action! ]
Becomes the beer gut of the Ineptibot gestalt, Clumsy Oaf.
Bubbatron's recent battles
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