File Name: Broller, Littell
Primary Military Specialty: SpaceNok
Secondary Military Specialty: Brawlin' / Intrastellar Decorating / Dead Horse Whoopin'
Birthplace- D.R.E. City, Uranus

Offspring was an accident, the product of a very confused woman and a frozen sample of the seed of the great Joe Big Brawler. Offspring is the only child of the Brawlin' One, centuries removed from his lifetime, but still his father's son. Carrying his father's brawlin' sword of legend and honoring his image on his back, folk tales of society's antagonism with Brawlin' Incarnate led Offspring to rebel and join the Spacenoks. Unlike other Spacenoks, he realizes the importance of wearing a life jacket (because safety is everybody's business), and the importance of fashion, like skin tight space jeans. Offspring will fight alongside the SpaceNoks until he dies...

"With me around, the SpaceNoks don't need women!"

Construction Notes:
Cross Country and Brawler's heads don't line up all that well. I probably should have thought about that before I sawed Cross Country's head in half. Also, I kinda wish the blue jeans were a little less dark, but overall I'm pleased with the figure. This was my first attempt at carving parts away, and my first submission to the customs repository for a long time.

Thoughts on the character:
I thought it would be absolutely Brawlin' if Big Brawler had a son, especially a SpaceNok. Setting things in the future, everything is shiny. I thought the life jacket in space would be suitably campy, and so fashionable with a picture of Offspring's father on it. Despite not really knowing his father except by legend, Offspring nonetheless shares many of his father's personality traits, like fashion sense, and not being all that bright. But with a Brawlin' Sword, a big shiny gun, and a highly cunning hat, how can he go wrong?