|Function: Covert Ops Commander|
|"When destiny cries out my name, I must answer!"|
Although Predacon in name, Sandstorm seems to resemble a Maximal of old. A courageous commander of Predacon resistance forces, Sandstorm demands nothing less than utter commitment and total loyalty from his troops. He was instrumental in bringing together the warring factions of the Maximals and Predacons against the tyranny that inhabits Cybertron. His quick decisions and fair judgments are his foremost attributes that instill respect from both Maximal and Predacon alike. In both beast and robot modes, Sandstorm is paired with a cyber-bee infused with the Spark of a deceased comrade. Sandstorm's weaponry includes twin shock-concussion missiles which launch from his claws and a deadly electro-arc sting which erupts from his tail, disabling any foe within his immediate vicinity
|Strength: 8||Intelligence: 9|
|Speed: 6||Endurance: 8|
|Rank: 10||Courage: 9|
|Firepower: 7||Skill: 9|
Sandstorm Toy Information
|Release Date||July 1999 (1999)|
|Filed Under||Convention Exclusives|
|Additional Themes||1999, Botcon, Sandstorm|
Sandstorm Parts Information
Sandstorm Additional Info
War Journal Entry:
Iacon. Once the last stronghold of the famed Autobots, led by the fabled Optimus Prime. Now, it serves as a hive for wretched souls and lost dreams. I received a tip from my source that there is an old 'bot who knows of the last stronghold from the Great War many millennia back. I wait for the message to come. I have enough credits for the information and Primus knows we need it. The rebellion goes poorly and my troops are losing their will to fight. My Maximal counterpart seems to be having the same trouble with his soldiers. Who knows how much longer we can hold out.
"Slag it! I almost got taken today by His sentry guards. The sniveling coward who gave me the information sold me out. There were at least two companies of guards and I think at least one of His Heralds. I managed to escape with the information, but not before I took a show at that informant. I managed to evade the search parties and make it back to our temporary headquarters.
"To be caught at such a critical moment would end this little party. Regardless of the cost and risk, I got what I desperately needed. The last outpost is in the most desolate part of Cybertron, cursed by Primus, and left well alone. It's name - J'nwan.