Little known fact - Blaster provided his own picture. While mindlessly scanning the universe for interesting signals one day, he inadvertently picked up a frequency from an Earth radio station that was having an all-day Justin Bieber marathon.
Blaster, being a logical machine, listened at first to determine why such a horrific sound would warrant a 24-hour loop. However, by hour 19, he no longer cared and became possessed by the "music".
Unknowingly, with the music, his processors were also infected with the idiotic decision-making ability of every teenage girl on planet Earth.
He immediately ran to the fluid-recycling facility (the bathroom) adjacent to his sleeping quarters and used his Cybertronian equivalent of a cell-phone to take an unflattering self-shot, along with his pet cat, in the bathroom's mirror (hence the opposite-side chest configuration). With the dubious decision-making ability still coursing through his circuitry, he then posted the photo on "Give Me Your Face"book, along with a two-page rant about how unicorns should be real.
Hasbro downloaded the image and slapped it on the box. No doubt, he'll regret it in a few cycles (once the infection has worn off and he regains full use of his mind), but at the time, he thought he looked "totally hot".
Shortened "reality" version - someone in the box art department effed up.
MIKE
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