No on knows whether some mad genius built Junkotron by sneaking into the junk yard at night and working in secret or if the piles of junk themselves somehow gained sentience and coalesced themselves into this walking amalgamation of unwanted refuse under its own power. Either way, whoever built it wasn't very good. It can barely walk. It spends its days wandering the junk yard separating the piles of garbage as though it's sorting through them, but there doesn't seem to be any particular order. It's really just spreading them around into other piles.



As far as anyone knows, there's only ever been one Junkotron, but it calls itself "3.7" because all the other robots had a version number and it got jealous.




Head: 1950's car headlamp
Torso: old metal barrel
Right arm: rubber orange traffic bollard (caution cone)
Left arm: old soup can and a bit of dryer vent hose.
Right Leg: bed post
Left Leg: busted muffler




My entry for the Scrapyard Creations contest.