~Windcharger~ wrote:I debated making his avatar a man in a white labcoat, but I think this one's apropos as well.
Alt. mode: Cybertronic car, a sleek red racer
Weapons: Blaster Rifle , laser pistol
(database entry says none so I just gave him a standard issue weapon and side arm appropriate to his fire power)
Special Abilities: magnetic field control and manipulation
Height: 18 ft / 6m
Quote: ‘quick action equals quick victory'
TECH SKILL: 5
Profile: Windcharger is the fastest Autobot of them all- for short distances. In his sleek automobile form, he can go from 0 to 60 mph in less then a second with a top speed of 250 mph with a range of 300 miles. This makes him useful in certain situations requiring very fast, very decisive action. His personality is similar: what Windcharger decides he decides immediately. He glances at something and moves, seldom bothering to ask questions. This may be because his attention span isn't particularly long. He becomes instantly enthusiastic and a few hours later loses interest. His impatience often diminishes his usefulness in lengthy, complex courses of action. This frustrates Windcharger, as he wishes he could be more involved to fulfill his role as warrior. His quickness in action is a reflection of his desire to prove his valor, not only to his fellow Autobots, but to himself.
Abilities: In robot mode, Windcharger's arms act as the positive and negative poles of a magnet. He can cast powerful magnetic fields at distances up to 700 feet. He can levitate a 10-ton block of steel at that distance. He can attract objects that are affected by magnetism toward him or repel them. At closer distances he can rip them apart. His blaster rifle and laser pistol are standard armaments that Windcharger is not overly fond of wielding, but he cannot afford the power drain of more powerful armaments.
Windcharger’s avatar is of a mid-20’s Caucasian male wearing sunglasses, jeans, and a polo shirt and sports dark swept back hair.
Weaknesses: If overused, his magnetic ability uses up tremendous amounts of power. Hence, he must be careful in using it. Unfortunately, Windcharger is seldom careful and so is prone to debilitating burn-outs. Because of his avaricious use of fuel his range is limited, thus he can sometimes be stranded if he does not closely monitor consumption.
On a routine patrol on Earth, Windcharger speeds along the highways and byways. Secretly hoping for some Decepticons to wander haplessly by, thoughts of combat fire up his diodes sparking memories of past battles on Cybertron. His vivid imagination recalls the image of Brawn falling to his knees under the barrage of fire from Skywarp.
The feeling of fear for his friend and rage at his enemy flooded back, as Windcharger recalls the brash but ultimately successful counter attack that saved his friend that day. Never would Windcharger forget that feeling of absolute dominion over everything happening around him. The pieces seemed to fall into place so naturally. All that he had to do was quickly transform and launch himself toward Brawn. As he sped forward, Windcharger remembers how time seemed to slow down and wait for him to act.
That collision with Brawn had gotten him out of Skywarps path, but left him in a very dangerous situation. Windcharger transformed back to robot form to meet the rush of Skywarp. As Skywarp swooped low at the end of his strafing run, he raised his hands as if to ward Skywarp away. Windcharger felt the magnetic field form and begin to push the Decepticon away. However, when Skywarp sensed this he teleported away to begin another strafe run on his lightly armoured foe. Never one to shy away from a challenge, Windcharger stood his ground to make sure Brawn was still intact. Without really thinking, he used his already formed magnetic field to pick up a large chunk of metallic debris that was nearby to shield himself and Brawn.
Remembering how glad he had been for a moments reprieve, Windcharger chuckled to himself. Brawn had looked at him and said, “For Primus’ sake! Get out of here! I’ll handle it!” Windchargers reply was a simple question, “Can you get me up there?” With a knowing nod Brawn moved behind his friend waiting for Skywarp to swoop low again.
As Skywarp finished his strafe run, Brawn gave a mighty heave that sent Windcharger shooting into the sky. Using his waning magnetic field, Windcharger guided himself onto the back of the streaking Skywarp. Using his laser pistol, he fired a few strategic shots to finish of Skywarp. Launching himself back into the sky, Windcharger used his remaining energy to use his magnetic field as a repulsor to slow his fall back to the ground.
Falling in a heap on the ground, Windcharger had looked up weakly to see his friend running over. “You dang fool,” Brawn said, “That was the craziest thing I’ve ever seen.” Windcharger tried to say “You’re welcome,” but couldn’t manage to bring up the energy. The next thing he had remembered was waking to the probing of Ratchet’s welding torch.
As Windcharger recalled Ratchet telling him what a brave thing he’d done, a red light went of stirring him from his reverie. It was his low fuel indicator. “Aww! For Cybertron’s sake!” exclaimed Windcharger. According to his calculations he had 50 miles worth of fuel left and he was approximately 250 miles from headquarters.
“Windcharger to Autobot headquarters,” he said as he opened a communications channel. “Please send a recovery team.” A garbled response came over the communicator. “Yes, I ran out of fuel again. No, there are no Decepticons.”
The alt mode is a Pontiac Trans Am, but other than that, it looks good. Approved. Welcome back.