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Function: Special Operations Director
Alt. Mode: Hover-speeder
Weapons: Shoulder-mounted incendiary blaster, photon rifle
Height: 28ft / 8.9m
Quote: “Do it with style, or don’t bother doing it!”
Profile: To say Jazz has a quick mind and a thirst for knowledge would be an understatement. He’s always ready to learn knew things or experience new adventure, which is why he was Optimus Prime’s right-hand mech when the Great War spread across Cybertron. If there’s a dangerous mission to be done, Jazz will be the first to volunteer—and it’s a safe bet that he’ll handle it with enviable confidence and flair, although he might get sidetracked by something interesting along the way. He can adapt to just about anything, he can even assimilate into just about any culture after just observing them for a little while—although it can be sometimes hard for a giant robot to fit in. Still, the war provides Jazz with the adventure and excitement that a ‘Bot like him lives for; he revels in the challenge, though he’s smart enough not to tell anyone.
Abilities: With a job like his, Jazz always needs to have a few tricks up his proverbial sleeve. One of his trademark gimmicks is his ability to emitting light-and-sound barrages reaching up to an overwhelming 180db, and he is as accurate and skilled as ever with his photon rifle and shoulder-mounted flame-thrower. His windshields contain solar-sensitive compounds that act as solar panels, increasing his fuel efficiency His rear spoilers allow him a gliding ability for about 3000 feet, if he makes a jump in car mode.
Weaknesses: No matter where he is, Jazz can be prone to distraction by local sights and customs.
Marlboro Man wrote:Name: Stryfe
Weapons: Arm-mounted disruptor cannon, Energon sword
Special Abilities: Cloaking device
Height: Same height as Jetfire
Alt. Mode: Hearse
Quote: "If knowledge is power, than to be unknown is to be unstoppable."
Rank (TBD by mods)
Fire Power: 9
Special: CLoaking device (-12)
Profile: Stryfe is a mystery to all who serve with him, and that is the way he likes it. He wears no brand, Autobot or Decepticon on his chasis, claiming his cause died years ago. Even his true face is hidden under a spiked helmet, allowing only his crimson eyes to shine through. He is essentially a mecenary for hire, but prefers (heavilly) working with Decepticons. A power monger, Stryfe craves power at any cost, but is smart enough to know he cannot take on Megatron. Arrogance is his speciality, taking orders from only Megatron directly and a few others he deems worthy. Absolutely hates Starscream.
As a terrorist, Stryfe uses his high intellect to plan out strategies and weaves a web like a spider, throwing out his strings in every direction to cover as many foreseeable outcomes as possible. In battle, Stryfe uses his cloaking ability to infiltrate targets then use his awesome disruptor cannon to wreac havok behind enemy lines. He is feared by Autobots, and loathed by most Decepticons for not wearing their brand. This is inconsequential to him, so long as Megatron is happy with his work.
Abilities: Stryfe uses a cloaking device that makes Mirage's look like a toy. Undetectable by all but the most sophisticated scanning equipment. Disruptor cannon tends to ignore most shields and can break any matter down to it's composite atoms, painfully. Energon sword is rarely used, only for hand to hand combat or when a target needs to be taken down swiftly and silently.
Weaknesses: Staying cloaked for long periods of time drains Stryfe's energy immensly. Though highly armored and gargantuan in stature, Stryfe is rather weak and at a disadvantage to stronger combatants. Stryfe is also a rather slow, lumbering transformer.
Sample: On Cybertron, just before open hostilities between Autobot and Decepticon, an Autobot town glistens with life. It is strategically insignificant, not even worth Megatron's notice. That was, of course, until Megatron discovered a weapons plant beneath it's streets. The peace-loving Autobots were planning for a confrontation and arming themsselves quickly. This intelligence was delivered by none other than the mercenary Stryfe, who now finds himself drudging through it's sewers. He has been down there for hours, setting seismic explosives at precise points. The muck and sewage was clogging his olfactory sensors as he waded through it.
"Once the pride of Cybertron," he thought to himself, "Now reduced to trudging through energon waste! To think of all those I commanded, legions of troops...now...nothing. Ah well, at least the high rankers in this new Decepticon Army know when it's just plain time to do things the old fashioned way. The last bomb is planted anyhow. That ambitious peon Astro Train best not be late at the roundezvous point..." Stryfe heard another noise near him. It was a two-transformer Autobot patrol.
"Time to do things the old-fashioned way indeed..." He unsheathed his energon sword and activated his cloaking device, silently waiting for his new prey.
Autobot 1, seeing the bomb: "Hey, what do you make of this?"
Auto 2: "Don't know, never seen anything like it." As they inspected it closely, Stryfe decloaked.
He thrust his sword into the first Autobot. The Autobot's circuits sizzled as the sword ripped him in two. By the time the second Autobot turned he was face to face with Stryfe's disruptor cannon. Without a word a brillaint flash of green lit the sewers. The blast hit the Autobot point blank; his chasis, circuits and internals started breaking down into seperate atoms. It happened so quickly the Autobot couldn't even let out a yelp.
"Hey, what was that? That light was blinding" A voice said from afar. Stryfe's internal sensors warned him five Autobots two kliks away.
"Great." Stryfe thought to himself, "It's raining morons! No time for subtelty now." He fired his cannon upward and flew through the opening it created, landing in a desolate area on the outskirts of town. Astro Train was not seen at first. As Stryfe prepared for a firefight with the five Autobots the shuttle dawned down upon him. Stryfe quickly jumped in and they were off.
"Your late." Stryfe said condenscendingly.
"Big tough mercenary like you, figured you could handle yourself." Astro Train replied.
"Just shut up and watch the show." Stryfe pulled out a remote and detonated the seismac explosives. The entire town was covered in a thick smoke and imploded upon itself. Not moments later, Megatron contatced Astro Train.
Megatron: "Was our new ally succesful so soon?" Stryfe remained silent in Megatron's presence, knowing he could not go blast for blast with the tyrant.
Astro Train: "Yeah boss. The entire town has imploded. No survivors. the weapons factory was crushed beneath the town falling on it!"
Megatron: "Excellent choice on the seismic explosives. The stupid Autobots will think it was a quake that took the town in! Weapons production will screech to a halt as they rebuild."
Stryfe: "Of course...sir. I do expect to be paid handsomely for this."
Megatron: "You shall. Serve me well mercenary and you will learn the extent of my gratitude."
Stryfe smiled under his helmet. "Blew an entire town making it look like an accident, and look good in Megatron's optics. Sometimes the old ways still work best."