Feedback Allegiance:Decepticon
Sub-group:-
Function: Electronic Warfare
Alternate Modes: EA 18G-Growler
Weapons: Alt Mode: Air to air heat seeking missiles (alt mode), Air to surface radiation (radio frequency) missiles (these can only target radar/radio antenna)
Assault Rifle (robot mode)
Special Abilities: radar (-2 points from stats)
Height: 29ft/ 9m
Quote: *white noise and static* "FRAG!" Strength:5
Intelligence:7
Dexterity:8
Speed:7
Endurance:5
Courage:5
Firepower:5
Accuracy:6
Melee:4
Tech Skill:8
Charisma:4
Rank:- Profile:Feedback transforms into a EA 18G Growler for his alt mode on earth. Reaching speeds around mach 2. His main function is an escort aircraft, with limited combat role. He
can defend himself, but at range is best. He’s big, but fairly agile
for his size, as he prefers to outrun an enemy, or.. more accurately, lure an enemy in range of fighter aircraft more suited for combat. This can paint him as a bit of a coward, he isn’t known to be exceptionally courageous, but in reality, he knows something you don’t… and that is... where his back up is.
And, of course, while you’re chasing him, he’s jamming your radar and communications so you don’t know the big guns are on their way… though there’s a chance that he’s jammed himself instead of his target.
Primarily, his color scheme is silver with hints of purple. The purple mainly accent lines on his wings and fuselage, also his optics glow purple. His build is pretty average for a jet.
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Feedback is lucky… lucky to have zen-like patience, because he needs it. It’s said he could wait forever; and tolerate just about any Decepticon no matter how annoying or abrasive. Truth is, he just has amazing willpower not to blow his fellow Decepticons back to the rust age because his goals are more important than annoyances. But patience when it comes to his mission, is what he does have. Or, more accurately, focus. But his patience is admirably high.
He’s a quiet, looming presence, preferring to remain in the background barely noticed, as that’s how he needs to be to do his job. He’s an interceptor, support, he’s there’s so that the big guys can keep focused on their tasks and not worry about the enemy finding them and interrupting them. He’s a glitch in your system, using his arsenal of electronic warfare abilities. Jamming radar, [jamming] close range communications, and hacking computer systems. However...
He has a chance of glitching out. Where as he’ll make your systems go all glitchy, he potentially could backfire onto himself and loop feedback into his own systems as well (or instead), losing his radar and communication abilities for a time; making him have to scramble getting himself back online so not to be a liability to his team. However, this unfortunate problem is well known. Thankfully he has his zen like patience and focus, he can calmly deal with the situation and get back in gear without too much panic (though a slew of Cybertronian swear words can be heard for miles when his glitch occurs).
He was always tolerated, never liked, it seemed. No one can really say they hate him but the quiet mech doesn’t make friends easily, because no one can really tell where his loyalties lie.
The truth is his loyalties tend to lie with beliefs and friends rather than factions and politics. He firmly believed, with fervor-like enthusiasm, the original Decepticon beliefs, that a Cybertronian should not be dictated by his/her alt form. More than a sum of parts is how he feels. However, why he has stayed with the Decepticons even though they have become a faction of violence… he has a personality glitch. Right and wrong are abstract concepts that he refuses to deal with. Instead he created a set of morals on his own that he lives by, and most of those run contradictory to the Autobot cause; or it seems, as those morals tend to change frequently and situationally.
When it comes to friends… if he makes them, he keeps them. He is loyal to a fault with those who are willing to befriend him; so long as he can keep his broken moral compass pointing in a complementary position with his friends (which can sometimes be hard for him, but not impossible). In the distant past, he’d even been known to befriend Autobots, his glitch kept him from having to justify consorting with the enemy. Mostly though, he just agrees with another’s personal beliefs rather than what symbol they wear. However, most Autobots wouldn’t agree with his morals and pastimes.
For him, information is the greatest power, he likes to know everything and monitor everything, he constantly monitors any communications he can pick up. This has lead him to a great love of music, even human music.
He observes. He may not care about politics, but knowing where everyone is, allies and enemies, is extremely important to him.
Quite honestly, though, he does idolize Starscream and his Seekers, and would give anything to fly with the ‘big boys’. He’s biding his time, though, hoping to gain mastery over his abilities (and over his faults) so to be an asset in the air, perfect support. And become known for being the best. In his mind, luck has nothing to do with it, skill is only gained by pushing to be the best.
Abilities: Despite his problematic glitch, he is very good at electronic warfare. He knows his role and that is to help the firepower slip into an area unnoticed. He’ll gladly play bait for those with more firepower. He can slip his team mates in by knocking out or confusing radar. He can also jam close communications (within a radius of himself) by upping the noise on all frequencies, while ‘friendly’ communications don’t suffer ill effects.
He is able to jam all frequencies, from civilian broadcasting channels, military channels, radar and sonar, even interpersonal communications (as in comms between Transformers and cell frequencies).
Though no expert, he is proving to be competent at computer hacking. It’s a skill he’s currently working on to improve. But he can get himself into a
low security computer/software (he really wants to be able to hack into surveillance systems and take control of cameras and microphones… one of those little goals he intends to achieve one day)
In robot mode he carries an assault rifle.
Weaknesses: He’s not particularly strong or good at melee, he tends to shy from hand to hand type combat, he’s more range and his prefered weapon is taking out your radar. So he’ll feel a little out of his element (and outclassed) face to face.
His communication jamming usually has a pretty limited range, he has to be in a certain distance of the transmitter to jam it, so it works best on planned missions or if enemies are engaging him in a closer radius. An enemy can escape his ‘bubble’ and regain communications.
Of course, there’s his own personal demon, his glitches. Whether shorting out his own radar and communications or his ever changing moral compass can cause him to make a bad choice.
A smart enemy could use his focus against him. He can become too focused on his tasks, especially of noting everyone’s positions, that keeping track of things can consume all his attention if he’s not kept in check.
Since his jamming equipment is more important to his job, he’s light on conventional weapons in his alt mode. His escort role makes him dependant on flyers with heavier/more weapons to back him up. Catching him alone makes him rely on his limited conventional weapons and turn his focus to confusing his enemy for escape.
Sample Post
Feedback was tuning out the mindless chatter of his teammates over their communications as they flew into enemy territory. He really didn’t care much for these five Decepticons, they paid little attention to the escort fighter, a problem he often had coming in as the new guy into an already established team; but more than just that, these ones never seemed to stop bragging… and trying to tell him how to do his job. They tried hard to convince him that they were a well seasoned group with lots of success.
But after the (what seemed like) the twentieth time of them telling him exactly what his role was, he kind of snapped.
“Look, I’ve been at this longer than you, so back off, let me do my job.” He growled. He was met with some grumbles and ‘back off’s which he didn’t take much heed of.
They were still quite a bit out from their target, an Autobot unit hiding just outside an Earth city. Their mission, sneak in, grab some intel, destroy the Bots and get out as fast as possible. The Autobots weren’t expected to be much of a problem, they weren’t an important unit, so the Decepticons had no back up, just the six of them armed with missiles and Feedback’s jamming abilities.
Feedback’s cockpit suddenly was a cacophony of alarms. His warning systems had detected radar. “What the…” He muttered. “We’re being hit by radar.” He calmly informed his team mates.
He didn’t need to wait for instruction, he located the radar’s source, switched on his own pulse radar jamming system wiping the Decepticon team off their enemy’s screen. A slight sound of relief escaped him. He kicked in his afterburners and banked around his team’s formation making a quick visual scan of the area. It was as he was circling to face the rear of the formation that he saw a problem. A drone.
“Whoa, drone.” He said to all as soon as he saw it. ”Jamming it’s communications.” He switched on his communication jamming pod…. and then it happened. The worst possible thing for him amongst this team of doubters, he looped the jamming noise back into his own system, pulling his own communication offline and making his navigation systems go haywire. “FRAG!” He yelled, not that they could really hear him. “You scrapping piece of slag! Why
now!” He asked of his own cursed glitch. Needing to recover, he collected himself now that he got out his swearing. He focused, shut off the jamming pod for a brief moment and switched it back on. That cleared his own feedback loop and just left it sending out noise around him.
Meanwhile, he did a quick dive to avoid hitting his team mates while his navigation system was down. He noticed on his radar the drone was not able to keep up with them.
If he was in robot mode, a look of confusion would be crossing his faceplate. “Humm… was that a human drone and radar?” He asked out loud, over their own communications. He rebooted his navigation system as the chatter over the comm discussed his question. The question would have to be answered later as his cockpit alarms went off again, detecting a new radar signal. This time he saw it before it saw them, he still had on his pulse jammer. The frequencies being used were very familiar… Autobot. That must have been humans they encountered before. “I’m picking up the Autobot radar….” He informed the team. The order came in to take out their communications to keep them from calling for help… if he could do that without crashing his own systems.
‘Ha, very funny.’ He muttered.
