by 1337W422102 » Sun Dec 09, 2007 4:40 pm
- Motto: "I come from the Net."
- Weapon: Double-Barreled, Armor-Piercing Particle Beam Cann...
I'm working on a movieverse Bruticus custom. I made bios for some of them too.
So basically, here's my plan:
Swindle = Deluxe Swindle, leg
Brawl = Deluxe Brawl, leg
Onslaught = Deluxe Payload, body
Vortex = Voyager Blackout, arm; blade weapon can be a spinning sawblade axe
Blast Off = Protoform Starscream (Cybertronian shuttle), arm
Other parts like thighs and whatnot will be made from spare Bionicle/Neo Shifter parts. I'm not sure if it'll work, but it might with some ingenuity and customizing.
For the bios, I drew inspiration from the Marvel Universe bios.
The Combaticons:
Under the command of Starscream, these 5 Decepticon warriors have decimated countless Autobot cities on Cybertron. The war has since been relocated to the planet Earth, and the Combaticons with it. Even with their new earth modes, the Combaticons maintain their ability to combine powers and bodies to form the titan Bruticus. Indefinitely assigned to this primitive mudball, the Combaticons will destroy and conquer until every last Autobot is a smoldering wreck and the flesh creatures bow before their Decepticon overlords.
Swindle:
"What's in it for me?"
A greedy, self-centered opportunist, Swindle never acts unless said action directly benefits him, preferably in a material and/or financial fashion. Every time he slags an Autobot, he keeps some of its scrap, which he can sell at "a price that's almost giving it away." His fellow Combaticons are not sure why Swindle chose a human speeder-transport instead of a war vehicle as a disguise. He hasn't told them that his vehicle form is made almost exclusively of stolen human technologies. His body is made of some of the strongest armor on Earth, the jet thruster hidden in the rear of his alternate mode grants him incredible speed and doubles as a weapon in his robot mode, and his single-optic helmet is filled with all kinds of sensory equipment which gives him the edge on the battlefield as well as the poker table. Although he'll never admit it, Swindle relies on his teammates as much as they rely on him - were it not for Swindle, Bruticus wouldn't have a leg to stand on.
Brawl:
"Stealth is for the weak."
Brawl's personality was glitched from day one. He has several deep programming flaws which cause him to constantly be angry and seek attention. To draw all optical sensors and audio receptors to him, he has selected a loud terran war vehicle as his disguise. He noisily makes his way to the battlefield, smashing through buildings and firing his deafening turret. He doesn't seem to mind his low speed, as it ensures that all those nearby get a good look at him. He effectively cannot embark on any mission that requires stealth. If he wasn't so angry, he would laugh at the very idea of sneaking around noiselessly. He'd much rather crash through a wall than scale one any breem of the cycle. He combines with his team to form Bruticus, and Brawl's armour ensures that the giant's kicks are some of the most devastating in the entire galaxy.
Blast Off:
"Flesh is a design flaw."
Blast Off hates organic life more than any other Combaticon. The flesh creatures and their primitive world disgust him so much that he refuses to use their technology as a disguise. He'd rather have his spark removed through his rear evacuation module. He has retained his Cybertronian form, that of a fusion-powered attack cruiser, and has stationed himself high above the Earth. He serves as an orbital sniper, raining down fire from his vantage point, even though the Earth's atmosphere reduces his accuracy by up to 80%. Any excuse to stay off the miserable mudball is a good one to Blast Off, so he also handles Decepticon surveillance and communications. He'll drop to Earth only when his teammates need him to form Bruticus or when he requires supplies, refuelling, or repairs. As Bruticus' arm, he takes almost perverse pleasure in causing as much pain and destruction as possible. It is rumoured that Blast Off has not once touched terran soil with his own feet.
The project's basically been on hiatus for a while since I've been busy with school work and other stuff, but I'll get back into it, eventually.
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