Alternate Modes:F-22 Raptor
Weapons: Incendiary Guns, Drone Rockets
Special Abilities:In addition to radar, Thundercracker is able generate controlled, deafening sonic booms.
Height: 31 ft / 9,46 m
Quote: “The deadliest weapon is terror..”
Profile:Thundercracker is the epitome of loyalty in mind and heart, a rank-and-file warrior who sees beyond his daily duties to an awareness of the bigger picture. Recruited to the Decepticon cause by Megatron himself and assigned to the elite Seeker squadron under Starscream, Thundercracker proved himself to be a deadly and effective warrior on Cybertron in the early days of the Great War, earning the scorn of the Autobots with his fellow Seeker Skywarp from the total destruction of the Autobot stronghold at Altihex, and the near repeat of the latter in Protihex only orns later. More compassionate and insightful than his best friend Skywarp, his steady common-sense outlook and personable nature make him well-liked in the Decepticon ranks; he is often the peacemaker among the flyers when tempers get out of hand. He sometimes grows weary of the war upon seeing so many of his companions fall - but this just redoubles his dedication to an eventual Decepticon victory. His place is at his comrades' side, a thing he can never forget, and he would shirk no duty or danger to do his part for the cause. Yet he is not totally convinced of the cause that he serves. Only the words of his Decepticon companions about the rightness of their cause, the destiny of conquest that is their birthright, convince him to go on. He is persuaded because he wants to be persuaded. Without a sense of purpose, Thundercracker would find his life unbearable.
Abilities: Thundercracker was so named because of his unique sonic abilities. Even at low altitudes and speeds, he is able to force super-compressed air pulses through his engine intakes, giving him a burst of acceleration and generating a focused sonic boom that can shatter reinforced glass and deafen unprotected audio receptors. He is further able to modulate his sonic booms to affect the sensory response processors of enemy targets, causing panic and fear. Like his follow Decepticon jet fighters, Thundercracker can attain speeds of up to 3000 mph and more. He can carry payload of variable caliber from guided air to air missiles to drone rockets with a range of 500 miles that behaves similarly to a cruise missile and has the concussive force of 3000 lbs. of TNT. He has a shoulder-mounted lasercannons like most of the seekers that have been modified to have a secondary function as automatic incendiary guns that shoots at 100 rounds per minute heat-resistant ceramic bullets containing a highly explosive flammable material that ignites on impact. Thundercracker can hold his own in ground-based combat better than the average flyer, and does not suffer the claustrophobia in close quarters that is common to many specialized air warriors.
Weaknesses: Due to being more of a thinker than most Decepticon Seekers, Thundercracker can’t help but doubt the Decepticon cause but remains quiet out of fear of what Megatron would do if he learned of it. The fear of losing his friends because of his hesitation compels him to ignore his doubts.
Sample Post:Near earth orbit flew a large meter with a thick rock layer.It was heading strait for earth the correct location of where it was landing it not yet Accuracy.It seems to be mix with several medium sizes engeron along with some metal plating in the crust.As it enters into the earth orbit as it begins to descend on the planet.A USA military base name Fort Hunter Air force field pick up the meter that was heading strait for them,or what it seems close to them.They begin to alert the base of this event prepares fighters to leave the area along with people that live on the base.
After several minutes the meter crash landed on the ground with a huge,and humble impact causing major damage.The crater was huge as a large robot titian came for out the crater it seems it landed square in the middle of the Air field.As the transformer look around it seems several craft one that captures it attention was a F-22 it walk over to it then examine it closey.It seems it was second guesting itself the Fire department was heading towards it way along with the Police it had to made quick work before it was capture.So he scan the craft with that he begins to run away form the fire that the crater cause.As he was runing he jump into the air as his gears shift he transforms into the craft flying away.He did not want to attract too much attention to him in this form.He used his sonic engine as he disappear into the earth sky.
Phaze wrote:Name: Silverbolt
Function: Aerialbot Leader
Alt. mode: Rockwell B-1 Lancer
Weapons: Electrostatic Discharger Rifle
Height: 33 ft / 10.06 m
Quote: “Don't look down, look straight ahead.”
Tech Skill: 7
Profile: Silverbolt is scared of heights. It is this one trait, above all else, that determines the rest of his behaviour. He projects the image of a brave, grimly determined warrior, befitting his role as Aerialbot Commander. In truth, he is just that. But it is a constant struggle for him to maintain this persona, to never falter or show any sign of emotional weakness to those he leads. Helped by the sleek, aerodynamic jet form that makes him appear to be a natural-born flyer, Silverbolt knows that everything about him belies even a hint of the existence of his phobia. And, in fact, no one is aware he has this problem, except Optimus Prime. It is for that reason the Autobot Commander selected Silverbolt to lead the Aerialbots; Optimus figured if Silverbolt felt responsible for the welfare of others, he'd have less time to worry about himself. Given that Silverbolt is an excellent leader, Optimus was right.
Abilities: In jet mode, Subject's top speed is Mach 3 for a maximum range of 4,500 miles consuming the least amount of fuel. Underside is an electrostatic battery that can store random electrons during flight, which Subject can release as a giant bolt of 150,000 volts of electricity. In robot mode, Subject's electrostatic discharger rifle has the same capabilities. One of the few Autobots who can fly as a robot.
Holomatter Avatar: Arrayed in military pilot uniform, Silverbolt's avatar displays a young, well-kept man with a serious expression worn on his face.
Weaknesses: When not giving orders or fighting, Subject becomes vulnerable to his fear of flying, which can result in crashing.
Silverbolt shook himself awake from his energy conservation mode his blue optics took in the scene that now assault his senses. He was aware of Sideswipe in conversation with Bluestreak, Silverbolt had known the warrior for long enough to know he was up to something. Off to his left he caught sight of Ratchet vanishing with a headless form “Not something I want to try any time soon” the Aerialbot commander muttered as twitched his wings turned and walked towards Sideswipe and Bluestreak. Catching the tail end of their conversation about a partially organic mechanoid the tall autobot thought back to the headless form that Ratchet had on life support. As Hoist handed some pills to Bluestreak and prepped for beginning repairs on Sideswipe.
Silverbolt continued past the trio as he was due to be on earth providing air support along with the rest of the Aerialbots for Prowl’s scouting party. He wasn’t sure if he was still required by the autobot strategist airing on the side of caution he opened a comm link to Prowl
>>Silverbolt here reporting for duty are the Aerialbots required for your mission or are we to remain on standby?<<
Silverbolt hoped it was the first he wanted to stretch his wings and give his engines a comprehensive shakedown. He was prepared to sit and idle his engines but he wanted to feel the rush of air against his fuselage the ground rushing below him it was then it hit him mentioning below his fear hit him he placed his hand against the door frame and took a couple of cycles to calm himself down. He then continued out of the Medical Bay.
Function: Mining & Salvage
Alt. mode: Excavator
Weapons: Laser Pistol (robot mode), Missile Launcher (alt. mode)
Abilities: Special Sensors in Alt. Mode
Height: 26 ft, 7.93 m
Quote: "Everything is worth something, even me."
Tech Skill: 5
Profile: Scavenger is driven by a manic urge to find things of value in a desperate attempt to prove his worth to his comrades, particularly his fellow Constructicons. And it makes no difference to him whether he has to dig up a hillside or someone's backyard- he could care less about personal property- in order to accomplish his goal. But more often than not, what he brings back is useless junk, which only reinforces his own image of uselessness to the others. Decepticon Leader Megatron has gravely noted that, "such behavior would be charming in a puppyoid, but ill-becomes a Decepticon warrior." It is only because Scavenger's unique abilities sometimes prove to be of vital importance that Megatron tolerates his continuing existence.
Abilities: In vehicular mode Scavenger's power shovel is equipped with a variety of magnetic, ionic, electrical and gas sensors that allow him to detect the presence of a variety of materials within a 500-yard radius. He can also emit sonic charges into the ground. By analyzing the echoes that come back to him and using his other sensors he can determine with 80% accuracy the composition of ground underneath him to a depth 1.2 miles. His power shovel and detection powers combine to give Scavenger the ability to locate and uncover any number of materials, from trace metals to fuel sources, that might be useful the Decepticon cause. He carries a missile launcher in vehicular mode and a laser pistol in robot mode. When combined with his fellow Constructicons, he serves as the right arm module in the giant robot known as Devastator.
Weaknesses: Scavenger's abilities are diluted by his poor judgment, which causes him to squander vast amounts of his fuel supply. He is also prone overtaxing his power shovel, causing it to break down from metal fatigue
“Diggin’, diggin’, I’m diggin’ for some stuff.”
Scavenger rolled across the lowest level of the dig site that he and the rest of the constructicons had been commissioned to excavate. He was “keeping an audio to the ground” as the saying went. However, the saying was meant more on the literal for Scavenger. He was sending sonic charges through the ground to determine the composition of the ground and try to pinpoint pockets of energon. The readings that returned to him were promising.
The dig site was part of a larger Decepticon mining operation. Scavenger had detected what he thought were some pockets of energon below them and had managed to dig it up. The constructicon had been overjoyed and had immediately shown Scrapper the fruits of his labor.
Plunging his power shovel into the ground and hefting out another load of hard, packed dirt, Scavenger kept digging away doggedly, throwing himself entirely into his work driven by his desperate need to prove himself to his comrades. He was not useless. He knew he wasn’t. Just had to make the other Constructicons realize it.
Scavenger’s sensors detected an unusual mineral. Well, unusual in the fact that it was unlike anything else he had detected in the area. Excited by the prospect, the Constructicon set to work with boundless enthusiasm akin to that of a puppyoid’s. Unearthing a small sample of the material, he confirmed it to be gold ore. He carried it to the others in the hopes that he might be praised for what he had uncovered.
Phaze wrote:Name: Mixmaster
Function: Materials fabrication
Alt. mode: Cement Mixer
Weapons: Infrared Cannon, and a small laser pistol
Special Abilities: Optical disruption projector, and the ability to make almost any non-alkalide material
Height: 26ft/ 7.9248 m
Quote: "How strong the steel, how strong the conquest."
TECH SKILL: 9
Profile: Mixmaster is so good at his job that he seems more like an alchemist or magician than a master of chemistry and science. When Decepticons Request seemingly impossible construction materials, Mixmaster laughs and then giddily goes about producing whatever is needed with maniacal speed. Mixmaster enjoys taking random objects to use for his production process including still living autobots. Hook finds Mixmaster’s methods distasteful and unprofessional, but the other Decepticons are happy with his efficiency and enthusiasm.
Subject is an expert in all known disciplines of practical and theoretical chemistry. His mixing drum accessible in both modes acts as a mobile chemistry lab where acids and bonding agents can break down almost anything and then recombine it as whatever new substance is required. In vehicle mode, he wields an infrared cannon that shoots bursts of heat up to 8,000 Celsius for almost one mile. As a robot he wields a laser pistol and head-mounted optical projection distorter that disrupts targets vision.
No Known Weaknesses
The lab was awash with frantic activity various experiments where coming to fruition at the same time Test tubes bubbled with various glows to them as the green and purple blur at the centre of the maelstrom of activity Mixmaster was loving every second of his tasks. On his back his mixing drum was rotating slowly the batch of Lightweight super tough alloy metal was in its final stages of gestation. Hook had said it was impossible to get an alloy that was light enough to be hung from a ceiling but strong enough to withstand enormous downward pressure. The cackling Mixmaster was going to enjoy proving his fellow Constructicon wrong.
The cackling was interrupted by an autobot prisoner by the name of Goldrush who ‘d started moaning and groaning then a ping let him know that his alloy had finished. The Constructicon’s optics swung to the ruined frame of the autobot a wry grin crept across his face “Don’t worry I’ll be with you shortly. I have to get this batch of alloy into the moulds” transforming into his Mixer mode he swung the rear discharge chute around allowing the alloy to pour into the mould’s as Hook and scavenger requested.
He transformed after the last of the alloy had left his chute and was settling within the moulds his optics swung around and stopped on Goldrush. The grin he had earlier returned broader this time as he had all the time in the world to test new mixtures with his “extra special sauce” as he called it.
“Now my dear fellow your donating your body to medical science unfortunately I’m waiting until your dead” the Materials Fabricator loomed large over the prisoner pausing slightly Mixmaster looked at the open door to his lab and pressed a button. The doors started to slide close to the screams of Goldrush’s panic . Above the cacophony of screams Mixmaster’s voice could be heard.
“The Dr’s in session say Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhh!”