T-Rex robot arms? Check. Debatable alt-mode? Check. Excessively atrocious attitude? Check. Blot!

Blot. The word is frequently associated with a blemish, a spot, or a stain. In this particular case, at least according to his tech spec, Blot lives up, or rather down, to his name. Just to add insult to injury, his Japanese name is Butto, which frequently appears as “Butt”.

“The most disgusting of all Transformers. Wherever he goes, he leaves a trail of foul-smelling lubricant which is oozing out of several different joints at any given moment.”

He is a Transformer with hygiene issues. Serious hygiene issues that lead him to be shunned. Unlike other Transformers with bad hygiene — yes there are others, such as the Decepticon Skalor — Blot is driven to an inferiority complex by his inability to keep from leaking lubricant all over the carpet. Were it not for the accompanying smell, he could probably have an inferiority-fueled heart-to-heart with his fellow Terrocon, Rippersnapper.

As far as I can tell, the best thing Blot has going for him is that he is part of a combiner team. Without Blot, there is no Abominus, and this leads the other Terrorcons to tolerate his presence, despite the amount of time it takes to get that smell off them after they combine with him. Basically the combiner team is like a family. You don’t have to like everyone, but everyone is in this together and unless you can manage to get along at least a little there is no Thanksgiving dinner, or say, wholesale slaughter of a planet full of innocent creatures. The family that massacres together, stays together.  

Speaking of keeping it in the family, Blot hits all the Terrorcon toy high… er, low-lights. He has the requisite T-Rex robot mode arms that can’t reach past his chest as well as a what-in-the-name-of-all-that-is-holy-is-that? alt-mode.

It’s an ape-monster right?

No, wait, that pointy head, that’s some kind of amphibian or reptile thing? The proportions as well as the fact that his alt-mode head is able to pivot up just enough to allow him to do the traditional ape pose,

means I definitely fall in the ape-monster camp. However, TFWiki put it best,

“Pretty much, if you say Blot looks like something (say, a giant ambulatory nose), he has a decent chance of actually looking like it.”

Though giant ambulatory nose monster just doesn’t have the same ring to it.

The truly nonsensical part of Blot comes with the fact that when he transforms into robot mode, he pretty much folds back the elbow-jointed, long, claw-tipped alt-mode arms to reveal those damnable T-Rex arms.

Step a little closer... and slightly to the left or right.

Then there’s the fact that the imposing width of his alt-mode chest and shoulders leaves him quite badly dis-proportioned when that smallish one-size-fits-all connector square for a head is revealed. Overall, just like his Terrorcon brethren, not a good robot mode but a wonderfully odd alt-mode.

Who's got the world's biggest can of Febreeze?

Smell ya later!

Up next: Omnomnonom. Two heads means twice as many places to put food.  Hun-Gurr (or Hun-Grr, or Hun-Garr, or Hun-Grrr)!

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