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Foxfire13795 wrote:Ok, I added in another paragraph about appearance. Hope it's ok.

Deathdancer

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Tactician
Alternate Modes: Enstrom 480 Helicopter
Weapons: 13 Hidden Knives, Photon Burst Rifle, Scythe
Height: 18ft/ 7.29m
Quote: “Mass murder is an art, and my muse is madness.”


Strength: 5
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 9
Speed: 4
Endurance: 5
Courage: 7
Firepower: 4
Accuracy: 5
Melee: 8
Tech Skill: 7
Charisma: 9
Rank:

Profile:

Deathdancer appeared in the later days of the war from seemingly out of nowhere. No one had ever seen her before. Deathdancer saw the war as an opportunity and eagerly dove into the fray, siding with the Decepticons. She delights in the chaos and havoc of war, performing every atrocity ordered with jubilant glee. She prefers to think of her expeditions out into the field as performances and tends to add a theatrical flair to otherwise dull and orderly firefights. One of the ways she does this is dancing around her opponent whilst slowly killing them. This is how she earned her name.

Deathdancer is criminally insane, complimented by an erratic personality that could have her patting a bot on the back one second or ripping open his spark chamber the other. Despite this, Deathdancer is quite charismatic and charming. She is almost never without a big smile on her face. She has a deep fondness for jokes, puns, and gags, which is accented by her tendency to prank her comrades. Most of the time, these pranks are harmless gags, but if someone has recently crossed her, they might find their energon laced with an acid of low concentration.

Deathdancer has run into some complications with her superiors before, but she can usually make a deal or charm her way out of the predicament. She has been put into an asylum on the few occasions that she couldn’t work anything out, but Deathdancer always made a point of behaving until her release. Generally, she hasn’t run into too many problems with the Decepticons.

Deathdancer’s alternate form is red, white, and black. The tail of the helicopter splits to form her legs while her arms and torso fold out from the main section of the helicopter. Her scythe forms from one of her rotors. Her knives are hidden all over her body from two at her feet to the one in her collar. Her arm simply retracts to form the photon burst rifle. Deathdancer is very petite. Some might go as far as to call her cute.

Deathdancer’s optics are the classic Decepticon red. Her design features diamonds across her waist and on her legs. She has a collar that protects her neck. She also has a sort of crown formed by two triangular outcroppings that protrude from either side of her cranium. Two small pieces of metal dangle from either end.

Her avatar is a red-headed human female. Her typical attire is a black and red flight suit. The avatar’s designation is Abigail Cross. A stark contrast to Deathdancer’s personality, Abigail is a logical thinker and prefers to be nondescript when given the chance. However, Deathdancer is the puppeteer behind the strings, and Abigail can take on the personality of her controller at any given time.

Abilities:

Deathdancer is an acrobat both in her alternate mode and robot form. The Enstrom 480 can travel to speeds up to 150mph to 249mph. While this is rather slow as compared to any seekers or jet-formers, her maneuverability makes up for the speed loss. In her robot form, Deathdancer can perform an innumerable amount of fantastic acrobatic feats. She is highly flexible as well, able to contort her form into a number of seemingly impossible configurations.

Deathdancer is intelligent, albeit in a very twisted way. She likes to employ this intelligence to devise new strategies of mass murder, generally, as well as other faculties of war. Deathdancer is an inventor of sorts, enjoying the art of making some rather unconventional weaponry. She prefers to keep the majority of this arsenal for her own use, and not many are crazy enough to test out her latest creations seeing as how a prototype is as likely to blow up in their face as to actually work.

The scythe is Deathdancer’s trademark weapon. The staff of the scythe is as tall as Deathdancer, and the blade is a third as long. As with Deathdancer’s pranks, there is more to this scythe than meets the optic. The blade of the scythe can detach from the staff and swing on a chain for a wider range of attack. The butt of the staff also has a small barbed blade that pops out on a command from Deathdancer.

Deathdancer’s arsenal of hidden knives is primarily there for slow kills. However, being able to pull a knife from nowhere has proved invaluable before. Deathdancer likes to keep at least one gun on her at all times. When dealing with an ambush, a gun could manually trigger a set of unresponsive explosives. Deathdancer also values guns for their conventional means of efficient killing as well.

Pit fighting is the only form of martial art Deathdancer knows. She is terribly proficient at it and never hesitates to use every dirty trick and foul scheme that she can concoct. Her agility makes her difficult to hit while making it relatively easy for her to strike back.

Weaknesses:

While extremely agile, Deathdancer’s armor is weak and unable to take many hits. Deathdancer’s mental instability also makes her highly unpredictable, which can be a hindrance to her teammates and herself. She is as liable to attack one of her own comrades out of spite as she is to maim an Autobot warrior.

Sample Post:

Plink….plink….plink….

A continuous metronome sounded within the black cell. The swirling shades of darkness colored the walls in a flowing pattern, sliding over one another as optics were cast in their direction. A faint continuous noise lurked at the edge of hearing. Nothing was ever really truly silent. “Do ya hear that, Gearhead?” The light airy tones of the voice boomed in comparison to the other noises filling the cell.

…plink….plink….plink….

A silver cresent glinted in the twilight darkness. The patterns of the shadows danced and swirled in frenzied patterns as optics flicked off toward something. “Oh? You don’t hear it? Must be another voice in my head again,” said the light, feminine voice. A bell-like laugh shattered the muted sounds of the cell, airy and free. “The more the merrier I always say.”

…plink….plink….plink….

Movement in the darkness as something shifted in place. The faint sounds of the room returned as the movement stopped. There was a long pause. “Do you want to hear a story, Gearhead? I promise that it’s a good one.” A pause. Only the muted sounds of the room came in reply. “Alright then! Once upon a time there was a beautiful femme. One day, a turbofox decided to ruin this femme’s day. Now, this turbofox evaded all of the femme’s attempts to capture it. So, the femme decided that she would try a trap.”

“The femme dug a deep hole and covered it with all sorts of thin metal. The next day, she chased the turbofox to the trap. When the turbofox fell into the trap, one of its legs got mangled. The femme, seeing the turbofox’s suffering, decided to mercifully end its life. She went to it and carved its spark out of its chest. The femme decided to keep its spark as a memento of the turbofox. The end. That was a nice story, wasn’t it, Gearhead?”

…plink….plink….plink….

“Yes, I think so too.” The faint noise at the edge of hearing began to grow in volume almost imperceptibly. The shades of darkness swirled lazily as optics slowly cast their gaze to another portion of the cell. “I’m afraid our time has come to an end, dearest Gearhead. It’s a shame. I was rather enjoying it.” A soft sigh was almost muted by the growing noise. The noise grew in volume until it was deafening and still continued to grow.

A door was shoved open with a cacophonous shriek. Startled gasps mixed with curses muttered in astonishment. “Primus! It-It’s…warden Epsilon! Get that inmate away from him!” Others obeyed and converged on Deathdancer. She did not resist them. They dragged her out of the room and into the harsh light of the hall into the blaring screams of the alarm.

A few went inside of the little room the tactician had been in. Their leader peered in then turned to face Deathdancer and the others. “Take her back to her cell, now!” They began to drag her away when the leader suddenly called, “Wait! What’s that in her hand?”

Their actuators pried open her fist causing its contents to clatter to the floor. “By the primes, it’s his spark!” The others nearly dropped Deathdancer in revulsion, but one had the sense to keep a firm grip on her. “Goodbye, Gearhead!” called the femme. The leader looked at her with disgust. “Get that thing out of here.”

The others obeyed. As they led her away, Deathdancer felt laughter begin to bubble up inside of her. It began as a low chuckle. Then, it erupted into a fit of cruel twisted laughter. The leader cast Deathdancer a look of disdain and fear. Deathdancer kept laughing all the way back to her cell, haunting the halls with its echoes.

ChaosWave360 wrote:Fixed it up, this should be better

DeathStinger

Allegiance: Decepticon 
Function: Hunter
Alternate Modes: Scorpion
Weapons: Primary: Particle beam Cannon, Secondary: Plasma blasters, Melee: Energon scythe
Special Abilities: Radar
Height: 32ft/16 m
Quote: “Taking you with me to the depths.”

Strength: 8
Intelligence: 6
Dexterity: 4
Speed: 5
Endurance: 8
Courage: 7
Firepower: 8
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 7
Tech Skill: 5
Charisma: 3
Rank:

Profile:

Hunting is a sport that drives my inner being. That is the sentence that describes Deathstinger as he enjoys hunting bots. When giving the order to hunt down autobots or traitorous decepticons, he’ll do it. Earth based vehicles are useless in the hunt for him so he chooses a scorpion. The reason for this is because of it allows him to dig through the ground. A perfect form for him to go underground and hunt land based units.

Deathstinger joined the decepticons for one reason and that is to hunt. Being an autobot, they wouldn’t allow him to hunt down bots and kill them because of their moral code. Therefore choosing the decepticons and helping Megatron achieve his goals for allowing him to hunt is a preferable choice of action.

When working with comrades, if they don’t get in his way during the hunt then there will be no problems. Decepticons that get in his way will have a taste of his wrath. Deathstinger has a sadistic personality as he plays around with his prey if he knows the outcome would come out in his favor.

Deathstinger alt form is a black scorpion that is used to camouflage during the night and to go underground. Fitting his hunting style, he transforms into his robot form with his pincers serving as his arms and his tail hiding behind him until it becomes an energon scythe. Each of his legs in scorpion form, combine to form two legs for his robot form. The head serves as the chest plate while the pincers move up to his shoulders. He has a visor and a face plate for battle, his opponents often see their own demise off of the reflection from his visor.

Abilities:

Deathstinger is a hunter, an assassin assigned to hunt down autobots or traitorous decepticons. He can go underground to avoid missiles or any other explosion.

One of his weapons is the Particle beam cannon which is his favorite weapon. If he knows that his prey is far and out of his reach then he’ll resort to this weapon. Its a high pressure beam that can cause quickly injure a transformer with multiple shots. They have enough power to push back cybertronians back a few yards. In robot mode, his particle beam cannon is in the middle of his chest.

Inside his claws, are his plasma blasters that he uses for long range combat. The plasma is highly heat based and a couple of clean shots would begin to melt through armor.

His tail loses its ability to fire the particle beam cannon when Deathstinger goes to robot form; however, it transforms into a energon scythe. A highly pressured blade made to cut through almost any material.

While Deathstinger has long range weapons, he personally likes to be in close combat fighting. His strength allows him to pick up bots and overpowered them. Weak, small and nondurable bots will be crushed by his grip if he gets his hands on them.

Deathstinger armor allows him to last longer in battle due to his armor being thick. His armor is incredibly thick which enables him to take a beating before having to retreat.

His special ability is his radar to locate transformers far away. This allows him to know where his enemy is hiding so that he can fire his particle beam cannon. With the radar, no prey would hide from him.

Weaknesses:

If he’s facing an aerial bot then Deathstinger won’t be able to reach them unless they are on the ground. The only way to hit them is with the Rapid plasma guns and particle beam cannon, but against an aerial bot, it would likely miss.

His sadistic nature in playing with his prey may cost him the battle as the opponent would be given enough time to find a counter attack.

When things doesn’t get his way, he tends to ignore all orders by superiors to make sure that it does or simply retreat. Simply put, he doesn’t make smart decisions when that happens.

Sample Post

“Wake up, oh wake up my little autobot...”

The autobot optics flashed to life as he quickly looked around to see that he was in some sort of cell. When he looked forward, he saw a scorpion like bot transformed in front of him. A quick smile under his visor came as Deathstinger examined the poor autobot. His claws gripping the bots head for a little examination. Deathstinger gently started to scratch the bots paint to hear a delicious sound of the bots pain. He suddenly stopped as he got back to business, he looked up and saw a glare in the bots eyes. This autobot got a little spunk in him, thats good, it’ll make the torture all the more sweeter.

“Tell me autobot, where is the location of the autobot base?”

The autobot said nothing, but that was to be expected. They always didn’t give up that easily when it comes to stuff like this. Deathstinger took out his swords from his claws and began to slowly dissect the bot causing him pain. Slowly from the leg to the waist, Deathstinger kept asking the same question repeatedly, but the bot wouldn’t break. Realizing that this wasn’t getting no where, Deathstinger stopped and turned around to bring out a cage.

The autobot quickly asked what was in the cage as Deathstinger chuckled. “You should know her.” The bots partner & lover was in the cage as she is critically injured and in need of repair.

“Decepticon punk, what do you plan on doing with her?”

Deathstinger looked at him for a minute before bursting out into laughter. He quickly hung her up like a piece of clothing and began to pull out his swords with some acid.

“You’ll see my little prey.”

The autobot realized what he was going to do and begged him to stop, but Deathstinger wouldn’t listen as he begun the process of dissecting her. Some parts were opened as he slowly poured a little bits of acid into her as she screams. Deathstinger looked up to see the autobot trying to break free to save her, but was unable to do so. He chuckled and continued the process until it reached her waist then stopped. Deathstinger got up and walked over to the autobot to see if he’ll answer now.

“All right, I’ll tell you, the base is north west in Japan. Now just leave her alone please.”

Deathstinger nodded as he sent the coordinates to his decepticon superiors. However, his job was not done yet. Deathstinger went towards the bot’s partner and sliced her head off to release her from the pain. The bot screamed out in rage over his lost and swore revenge without realizing that he couldn’t get it. Deathstinger walked up towards him and looked him in the optics. The bot can see himself off of his visor as Deathstinger laughed in his face.

“Well, my prey, you done a little bit better than most, but I will reward you for giving me the information.”

He takes out a container filled with acid and poured it on him as the bot screamed in pain. Hearing the scream was music to his processors as he walked away to leave him to rot. With his mission done, Deathstinger returns to base to get another mission to hunt down more autobots.

ChaosWave360 wrote:Fixed it up, this should be better and also added his fighting style too.

DeathStinger

Allegiance: Decepticon 
Function: Hunter
Alternate Modes: Scorpion
Weapons: Primary: Particle beam Cannon, Secondary: Plasma blasters, Melee: Energon scythe
Special Abilities: Radar
Height: 28ft/14 m
Quote: “Taking you with me to the depths.”

Strength: 7
Intelligence: 5
Dexterity: 6
Speed: 6
Endurance: 7
Courage: 7
Firepower: 7
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 7
Tech Skill: 4
Charisma: 5
Rank:

Profile:

Hunting is a sport that drives my inner being. That is the sentence that describes Deathstinger as he enjoys hunting bots. When giving the order to hunt down autobots or traitorous decepticons, he’ll do it. Earth based vehicles are useless in the hunt for him so he chooses a scorpion. The reason for this is because of it allows him to dig through the ground. A perfect form for him to go underground and hunt land based units.

Deathstinger joined the decepticons for one reason and that is to hunt. Being an autobot, they wouldn’t allow him to hunt down bots and kill them because of their moral code. Therefore choosing the decepticons and helping Megatron achieve his goals for allowing him to hunt is a preferable choice of action.

When working with comrades, if they don’t get in his way during the hunt then there will be no problems. Decepticons that get in his way will have a taste of his wrath. Deathstinger has a sadistic personality as he plays around with his prey if he knows the outcome would come out in his favor.

Deathstinger alt form is a black scorpion that is used to camouflage during the night and to go underground. Fitting his hunting style, he transforms into his robot form with his pincers serving as his arms and his tail hiding behind him until it becomes an energon scythe. Each of his legs in scorpion form, combine to form two legs for his robot form. The head serves as the chest plate while the pincers move up to his shoulders. He has a visor and a face plate for battle, his opponents often see their own demise off of the reflection from his visor.

Abilities:

Deathstinger is a hunter, an assassin assigned to hunt down autobots or traitorous decepticons. He can go underground to avoid missiles or any other explosion.

One of his weapons is the Particle beam cannon which is his favorite weapon. If he knows that his prey is far and out of his reach then he’ll resort to this weapon. Its a high pressure beam that can cause quickly injure a transformer with multiple shots. They have enough power to push back cybertronians back a few yards. In robot mode, his particle beam cannon is in the middle of his chest.

Inside his claws, are his plasma blasters that he uses for long range combat. The plasma is highly heat based and a couple of clean shots would begin to melt through armor.

His tail loses its ability to fire the particle beam cannon when Deathstinger goes to robot form; however, it transforms into a energon scythe. A highly pressured blade made to cut through almost any material.

While Deathstinger has long range weapons, he personally likes to be in close combat fighting. His strength allows him to pick up bots and overpowered them. Weak, small and nondurable bots will be crushed by his grip if he gets his hands on them.

Deathstinger armor allows him to last longer in battle due to his armor being thick. His armor is incredibly thick which enables him to take a beating before having to retreat.

His special ability is his radar to locate transformers far away. This allows him to know where his enemy is hiding so that he can fire his particle beam cannon. With the radar, no prey would hide from him.

Due to his years of Pit Fighting in the gladiators days of Kaon, he has enough experience to overpower opponents with his fighting style. Although, Deathstinger hasn't fully mastered the art, he finds way to improve his fighting style so that he can make new ways to surprise his enemies. This style of fighting greatly expresses his way of saying brute strength conquers all.

Weaknesses:

If he’s facing an aerial bot then Deathstinger won’t be able to reach them unless they are on the ground. The only way to hit them is with the Rapid plasma guns and particle beam cannon, but against an aerial bot, it would likely miss.

His sadistic nature in playing with his prey may cost him the battle as the opponent would be given enough time to find a counter attack.

When things doesn’t get his way, he tends to ignore all orders by superiors to make sure that it does or simply retreat. Simply put, he doesn’t make smart decisions when that happens.

Sample Post

“Wake up, oh wake up my little autobot...”

The autobot optics flashed to life as he quickly looked around to see that he was in some sort of cell. When he looked forward, he saw a scorpion like bot transformed in front of him. A quick smile under his visor came as Deathstinger examined the poor autobot. His claws gripping the bots head for a little examination. Deathstinger gently started to scratch the bots paint to hear a delicious sound of the bots pain. He suddenly stopped as he got back to business, he looked up and saw a glare in the bots eyes. This autobot got a little spunk in him, thats good, it’ll make the torture all the more sweeter.

“Tell me autobot, where is the location of the autobot base?”

The autobot said nothing, but that was to be expected. They always didn’t give up that easily when it comes to stuff like this. Deathstinger took out his swords from his claws and began to slowly dissect the bot causing him pain. Slowly from the leg to the waist, Deathstinger kept asking the same question repeatedly, but the bot wouldn’t break. Realizing that this wasn’t getting no where, Deathstinger stopped and turned around to bring out a cage.

The autobot quickly asked what was in the cage as Deathstinger chuckled. “You should know her.” The bots partner & lover was in the cage as she is critically injured and in need of repair.

“Decepticon punk, what do you plan on doing with her?”

Deathstinger looked at him for a minute before bursting out into laughter. He quickly hung her up like a piece of clothing and began to pull out his swords with some acid.

“You’ll see my little prey.”

The autobot realized what he was going to do and begged him to stop, but Deathstinger wouldn’t listen as he begun the process of dissecting her. Some parts were opened as he slowly poured a little bits of acid into her as she screams. Deathstinger looked up to see the autobot trying to break free to save her, but was unable to do so. He chuckled and continued the process until it reached her waist then stopped. Deathstinger got up and walked over to the autobot to see if he’ll answer now.

“All right, I’ll tell you, the base is north west in Japan. Now just leave her alone please.”

Deathstinger nodded as he sent the coordinates to his decepticon superiors. However, his job was not done yet. Deathstinger went towards the bot’s partner and sliced her head off to release her from the pain. The bot screamed out in rage over his lost and swore revenge without realizing that he couldn’t get it. Deathstinger walked up towards him and looked him in the optics. The bot can see himself off of his visor as Deathstinger laughed in his face.

“Well, my prey, you done a little bit better than most, but I will reward you for giving me the information.”

He takes out a container filled with acid and poured it on him as the bot screamed in pain. Hearing the scream was music to his processors as he walked away to leave him to rot. With his mission done, Deathstinger returns to base to get another mission to hunt down more autobots.

Turbine wrote:Tentakil

Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Underwater Demolitions
Alt. Mode: Amphibious Cyber-Squid
Weapons: Dual laser-guided slime blasters
Height: 26 ft / 7.93 m
Quote: “Embrace your enemies…until they’re terminated!”

Strength: 8
Intelligence: 6
Dexterity: 8 in water, 6 as robot, 1 in squid mode on land
Speed: 6
Endurance: 6
Courage: 7
Firepower: 7
Accuracy: 6
Melee: 8
Tech. Skill: 4
Charisma: 8
Rank: 6

Profile: Don't be deceived by Tentakil's gentle touch and soothing words- he is undeniably the cruelest, deadliest Seacon. His style is as distinctive as it is lethal: he showers a potential victim with kindness, offering him help, even complimenting his appearance. And then, once he has gained the confidence of his victim, Tentakil moves in for the kill. In a flash, kindness turns to cruelty. The soft caress of his limbs turns into a deadly, unyielding stranglehold. He seems to take a perverse pleasure in these amiable charades, enjoying them even more than their inevitable, lethal conclusions. As his fellow Seacon, Nautilator, likes to say about him, "Tentakil can charm the fuel right out of your chassis." And given half a chance, he will.

Abilities: In cyber-squid mode, Tentakil can crush a submarine as if it were a soda can. Powerful electromagnets embedded within his tentacles enhance his strength to awesome proportions, giving Tentakil the vise-like grip that he is infamous for. Electrically charged feelers on his tentacles' surfaces can short-circuit and stun anything of an electrical nature on contact. While retreating, he can discharge a cloud of viscous black grease to hinder any pursuers. In weapons mode, he turns into twin 50,000 volt lightning rifles, which can operate on land and sea. He is insulated from any electrical attacks himself, so the rifles can't electrocute him underwater. In robot and cyber-squid modes, he wields dual laser-guided slime blasters, which shoot globs of highly adhesive gelatinous goo.

Weaknesses: A mysterious short circuit in his wiring often inhibits Tentakil's ability to transform from one mode to another. This causes him severe problems when he's stuck in robot mode underwater, or octopus mode on land. In these situations, the modes are poorly suited for the environments. In fact, on land, his octopus mode is more likely to keel over than take a step.


Sample Post:



"If the whole world was sea, I'd be as happy as can be!" Tentakil said to a 'Bot who was close to shutting down. "R-Really?" The 'Bot was starting to smile just when Tentakil grabbed his throat and thrust the 'Bot into the ocean. "works every time. Every time...".
When Tentakil did the same thing over and over to other 'Bots, He started to get bored. "...And that was, what? the 30th one now? Man, am I getting B-O-R-E-D." So, Tentakil set off to a different place and the same boredom befell him. "Well, I might as well go back to base to report my status."

Vulkan wrote:Rust Cut

Character is design is based off of http://tfwiki.net/w2/images2/d/d0/Beet-Papil.jpg

Allegiance: Decepticon
Sub-group: Insecticons (Technically)
Function: (Mad) Scientist
Alternate Modes: Lady Bug
Weapons: Claw like hands, Stun Pistol, various medical tools and occasionally a new device. (All robot)
Special Abilities: Integrity field
Height: 10ft/ 8m
Quote: “I'll fix it.. I`ll fix it.. I`ll fix it.. I`ll fix it..”


Strength: 04
Intelligence: 10
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 07
Endurance: 09
Courage: 04
Firepower: 05
Accuracy: 07
Melee: 02
Tech Skill: 10
Charisma: 8
Rank:

Profile: A long time ago before the days of the war Rust Cut (formerly known as BeetTrace) used to be the most beautiful, kind and "naive" of all cybertronian scientist. Her voice back then was soft and warm, her social life buzzing with interaction and when on the job she was always part of something big being developed. However during the early stages of the war, eight of her associates were accused of being Decepticon sympathizers and were taken for instigation/interrogation. During the time of their absence all projects that were not weapon related were put on halt and the local law enforcement coming to claim all possessions from the work places of those eight.

With the exception of one were all never seen again. The returning associate named Burst Shot had a look of pure shock and horror on his face. Sadly the news he brought was grim. The other seven were executed. Neither Rust Cut or Burst Shot knew if any of them were traitors but it was highly doubtful. What Burst Shot did know however was the cause for what they were exterminated for was because of their most recent research. The eight of them were researching how to create and resurrect Cybertronians. He had claimed they were partially successful in one experiment but sadly the test subject quickly combusted.

Time had passed. The grip of the City State became far worst. Burst Shot was eventually executed under the false pretense of being a traitor most likely being found out to being the eight who worked on such taboo. The remaining Scientist including Rust Shot were forced into labor camp working conditions producing new and more efficient weapons and the City State eventually became a police state. Each day those close to Rust Cut would be arrested and forced into labor doing something or other and each Mega-cycle Rust Cut would Lament over her loses.

However after countless Meta-cycles the Decepticons invaded and many of the cybertronians revolted against the City State bringing it to its knees and eventually ripping apart the elected officials.

It was strange. The Decepticons the ones who were supposed to take away their rights the ones who were supposed to destroy their way of life brought it back somewhat the day they took over.

What few Scientist remaining were slain during the invasion during the cross fire with the exception of Rust Cut. Rust Cut who had sworn she was killed
and sworn she saw the after life but just can only put together a vague image of it. Remembering the goals her associates had came up with. She decided her use to the Decepticon cause would be to create and return life.

Many Vorns later however obsessed and rarely seen in the light the once beautiful Rust Cut has just let herself go. Her fingers tips once round and smooth are now wicked sharp for more precise movements. One side of her face is now covered with rust and burnt marks. Her posture once proper and professional has been reduced to a slouch. Her soft warm tone now replaced with a cold dim growl like manner of speaking.


Abilities:

Scientist: Able to create new and "interesting" weapons.

Medic: Able to do repairs

Booby Trapped Weapons: Most weapons made by Rust Cut will break, explode or electrocute whoever is using them if Rust Cut sends out the signal to do so.

Weaknesses:

Obsessed: Rust Cut may be brilliant but sadly only has one goal in mind. When tasted with anything there is a good chance Rust Cut will likely be late on delivery of any project in exchange for just a few more notes.

Not a fighter: Rust Cut is awful at hand to hand combat and poses almost no threat in close quarters fighting unless She has a "special device" ready and even then her own lack of combat expertise will not allow her to use it at its full Potential

Integrity field: The Integrity field only covers only the beetle parts of Rust Shot



Sample Post:

Rust Cut walked over to a workbench and, point over to a concealed item far too large for a robot her size on top of it. "Ah, yes here is it look at it so lo-" Rust Cut groaned as she revealed the item. The item was a large shield with the bottom smaller than the top. "Yes as you can see here friend you put this on you block incoming fire you go up to the Autobots" Rust Cut wrapped her arms around the shield and lugged it to the curious Decepticon grunting along until he came to her and took the shield from her to put it on himself "Oh and you wrap your hand around the handle and give a squeeze and spikes come out the bottom to stab your Autobot and shock him! I mean enemy Autobot.. Who would keep an Autobot tied up? That's weird.. You are weird." The Decepticon looked at her with curiosity in his eyes. "Oh and best best BEST of all look what happens when I press this button on my fore arm!" The Decepticon holding the shield shook his head and held his pal out begging no while Rust Cut laughed pressing it. The shield then electrocuted the Decepticon holding it, knocking him out cold.
"Yeah that just happened.."