🎙️ LIVE FROM THE AIRWAVES, IT’S RUBY RHOD, BAY-BAY! 🎙️

OOOOOH MY GOOOOOOD, GALAXYYYYY! Ruby Rhod comin’ at ya, louder, prouder, and blockier than EVER, sugar pies! Today, today, TODAY—I bring you the hottest, the wildest, the cutest lil’ plastic version of ME in the whole damn universe. That’s right: RUBY RHOD… in BRICKHEADZ FORM!

Can we get a drumroll? No? Forget it—I’ll do it myself! brrrrrrr-BOOM!

Ruby is very high strung and is easily annoyed. He tends to treat those he considers beneath him with disdain and in a haughty manner. Despite appearances, he does have an aggressive sexual nature and behaves very seductively. In many instances, he is shown flirting with every woman he sees, no matter their status, causing them to either faint or give into his flattery.

💥 BAM! Look at me! Look at THIS hair, honey! That’s a skyscraper of style sittin’ on top of my LEGO dome, uh-huh! Tall, white, cylindrical, FABULOUS—blocky perfection straight from the hands of the LEGO gods. If my hair ain’t reachin’ for the stars, then baby, what’s the POINT?!

Now, check the suit—checkered, black-and-tan, custom couture straight off the Milan-to-Mars runway. Ooooh, you know Ruby don’t do basic. I don’t even know what basic means!

And wait, wait, wait—did you see the bling? I got my staff, gold and sparkling, topped with that little blue crystal flame of FABULOSITY. And right in the middle of my chest? A big, bold, RED gem that says, “Honey, Ruby’s heart beats in technicolor, and it’s beating for YOU!”

👀 And those eyes. Those adorable, chunky BrickHeadz eyes. Do they capture ALL the passion, ALL the power, ALL the pleasure of Ruby Rhod? Pfft—impossible! But they twinkle, baby, and that’s all I need. Twinkle like the stars when they realize Ruby’s in the room.

So listen up, universe: this ain’t just a collectible. This ain’t just a toy. This is HISTORY. This is LEGACY. This is Ruby freakin’ Rhod, forever immortalized in LEGO glory. And you know what that means? Wherever you go, whatever you do, you can take a little piece of me with you—on your shelf, on your desk, right next to your boring ol’ space tax forms.

So turn up your radios, scream it with me one time, my loves:
OOOOOH MY GOOOOOOD, IT’S RUBY RHOD IN BRICKHEADZ!

mic drop, glitter explosion, fade to black