These are my character applications. If there's any problems please let me know and hopefully they can be rectified.
If there are any suggestions, I'm open to them.
I look forward to joining a transformers role play.
I can't help but be a lil' nervous. Hehe I've had the first application's concept bouncing around in my head for a while.
Name: RoadFlower
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Warrior
Appearance: She looks akin to Energon Arcee and even shares a similar transformation sequence, but her colors and weapons are different.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/ ... bossom.jpgThe picture includes her "Holomatter" Earth self as created by the false driver function of the shield.
Alt. mode: A Black/red/white '99 Hayabusa Motorcycle (or cybertronian equivalent.)
Weapons: Dual function energon swords/blasters mounted in recharge racks on arms, or hand held. 1X plasma firing Vulcan gun, and 1x "Fire and Forget" missile launcher which both can be hand held, arm mounted, or leg mounted or combined with the Vulcan gun into a single weapon for mounting on the arm, or hand held. They are mounted to the sides of her motorcycle mode in Alt Mode.
In alt mode the sword/blasters are rear firing only with slight aiming capability. Her Vulcan Gun and Missile launcher are side mounted and forward firing only but can be aimed upwards, or downwards. .
Special Abilities: Advanced Holomatters in the form of 2 identical drones stored in the chest that carry regenerative shield generators and can be deployed or utilized internally.
The generated shields can be shaped, used for camouflage, produce the image of a false driver similar to a Holomatter or create a disguise for herself, but have a very limited ability to soak damage.
She is also equipped with a magnetic coating on her joints and most moving parts which increases her dexterity, speed, and agility by reducing friction.
Height:12 ft / 3.6 m
Quote: 'The sooner this war is over, the sooner I can enjoy the roads again.'STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 6
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 8
FIREPOWER: 6
ACCURACY: 5
MELEE: 9
TECH SKILL: 4
CHARISMA: 5
RANK: ??Profile: Born with a spirit inherent to many bikers of Earth. She longs to feel the rush of wind on her frame, and see the roadside world. To feel the freedom of it all.
On earth she would make use of her Shields as a Holomatter, and to absorb solar energy among other types of energy she might come across. Due to her adventurous spirit she would also makes use of her Shield Drones ability to be deployed with a disguise shield to interact with Humanity and see the world through their point of view (At least from their height) and indulge her fascination with other life forms, but on Cybertron this ability is usually used more for militant purposes.
Further she is a practitioner of Metallikato and Crystalocution which allows her to fight foes larger and stronger than herself through focused melee strikes, and masterful sword strikes, as well as allowing better use of her size, speed, and agility as an advantage.
She is a bit selfish, and bears a low self esteem problem which hurts her leadership abilities. She prefers to follow, advise, and give tactics from her assorted bits of knowledge. She's eager to not be directly responsible for others.
Her desire for combat is fairly low, though when combat arises she does what she feels she must.
Truly, she'd rather be on the road seeing the world, and exploring but knows that there's no room for that when the war rages on. Someone will interrupt and make her trip difficult.
Someday she hopes to be able to take to the skies flying under her own power, and travel in space to see how other species travel, and maybe to have a greater ground speed.
Even if she gained the ability to fly, the feel of the road so close by will never cease to please.
Yes, she's pretty into roads, and travel.
She fights the fight for peace so that she, and others like her can travel without harassment. Even if they are Decepticon.
Abilities: Top speed: 500 mph in motorcycle form with an acceleration of 0-60 in 4.1 seconds.
RoadFlower's martial arts training coupled with a keen mind gives her considerable fighting prowess with her entire body and weapons allowing her to tear down her target with well placed strikes to shatter or fracture a target, or cause external or internal damage in general.
The dual purpose energon swords are created from latticed energy projected in the form of blades, and filled with heated energy giving it the ability to cut and penetrate metals easily, further, they double as blaster pistols of average power with a 1,000 yard effective range.
Her Vulcan gun sprays a hail of plasma projectiles 500 yards in a cone shape using the multiple barrels to slow down overheat, and cover a larger area faster being able to pepper the entire side facing her with bullets when it comes to targets roughly her size.
The missile launcher self reloads and can fire single missiles at ranges of 50 miles, but due to her field of vision the maximum range is only really exercised when the missiles are tracking and following a fast moving target. She can lock on to anything she can see, her missiles tracking the image, heat signature, and if all else fails the approximate location of the target. Further she can fire her missiles without lock treating them as straight firing rockets with timed or impact fuses.
The shield drones can be deployed as extensions of herself, and if destroyed can be regenerated with time and energy. They share a link to RoadFlower giving them the ability to relay information to her and from her, or back up the memories, spark, and personality of RoadFlower in times of emergency.
The Drone's mode of transportation is either slow flight (50 mph), or use of the shield's malleability to create a body of sorts around it suspending it inside the shell and using the shell to move. It has a range of 50 miles without absorbing energy for it's fuel cell.
Her shields are regenerative and can absorb a fraction of all energy it touches converting it into energon while attempting to defeat the projectile, and can also be used to make a solid holographic shell in a 15x15 ft square area.
The holographic nature of her shields allow her to disguise herself, or camouflage herself to a good degree by colorizing the shield to match the background or shaping and coloring it to match an appearance.
Weaknesses: Her regenerative shield acts more like Kevlar than a true solid shield as it simultaneously partially absorbs the energy of oncoming projectiles, catches, deflects, spreads the impact, and attempts to defeat most small and medium arms rounds, rather than simply trying to stop the projectile like a solid object might. As it does this the shield is being worn down but gradually recharged.
Sustained damage to the shield (I.E. A steady bombardment of projectiles) can beat through the shield in varying amounts of time depending on the severity of the bombardment but the shield rarely holds up more than a few minutes with a single average weapon firing on it, and highly kinetic damage (I.E. A powerful/concentrated beam, a high velocity shell) can penetrate the shield almost instantly with minimal absorption and deflection.
A melee attack from a transformer of average strength will ignore the shield as it provides a different kind of inertia than a projectile.
Further while her shield can cover her entire body and more, it looses effectiveness at taking damage like a balloon being inflated becoming easier to break the larger it gets.
Fast movement (25% of top speed and up) greatly hinders her camouflaged patterns as the program in charge cannot keep up with the rapidly changing backgrounds, and their details. High speed can even nullify the effectiveness of the camouflage due to the colors not changing fast enough.
The shell, while able to even be disguised as another transformer, isn't substantial enough to perform melee when exceeding a 7ft x 7ft area and cannot create functional projectile weapons.
The energy provided through the shield's absorption is for RoadFlower's exclusive use, and cannot be passed on to another in any beneficial manner with any ability she currently has, and is geared more for keeping her fuel up than anything.
The shield's absorption only energizes drones when they are deployed. She only receives the benefits of the energy when the drones are docked on her person.
The Drones, themselves, are fragile towards attacks due to their small size but can utilize the shield generator to hide their location and offer some armor.
When engaged in melee she tends to be less attentive of the battlefield outside her immediate opponent(s).
The blade emitters on her swords are extremely durable but it is possible to apply enough force to the blade requiring a reactivation.
Sample Post: Amidst the chaos of a battlefield, a formation of Decepticon grunts is blown apart from a missile that sped into their ranks and exploded mid air. The sudden chaos causes them to loose their cohesiveness a moment as they wonder what hit them.
Then they see the source of the attack. A motorcycle barreling at them with 2 cylindrical weapons at the bottom of each side. One is a missile launcher, the other a Vulcan gun that has just warmed up, and begins a steady, loud drone as plasma tears into those that are still standing. The sudden assault took them by surprise, indeed. Their reaction time is hampered by confusion and panic.
The motorcycle transforms, and with the side mounted weapons now on each arm, the small feminine figure charges in with energon blades ignited then starts with precision strikes downing a few before they could react. The rest fall like the fodder they are after a few well placed strikes while they get off some small arms fire to little effect. A dozen or so grunts lay gravely injured or dead around her in the end.
It's not over, though.
She felt eyes on her all the while during the brief battle.
She looks around and sees a Decepticon twice her size barreling at her with a large double edged sword in 2 hands. He roars at her and swings his blade at her neck and shoulders, but she lunges in retaliation dashing under the blade and thrusting her blades at the inner thighs of the foe gashing them deep. A pained cry from her foe fills her audio sensors and his sword comes down at her from over his head. She dives to the side avoiding a sword thrust at the ground.
Before she can get on her feet she sees his next attack akin to a golf swing putting a large gash into the metal ground. Her blades raise in defense just in time to block, but his strength, and the weight of his blade are enough to roughly throw her yards back, and land still off her feet.
A roll dodges the next downward slash and a kip up has her ready to stab her energon blade into the ground almost immediately to block the ground level swipe. The blade emitter nearly shorts out from the monstrous wrath of her foe, but she leaps at her foe, bringing a swift high kick to what would be the biceps on a human. There's a crashing noise as the armor covering the area of her foe is shattered via striking a fracture point perfectly, forcing him to back off a moment before he charged at her thrusting his blade. She sidesteps it gracefully, and whirls on her high heels along the length of his blade, her own swords shielding herself from the reprisal even though he's unlikely to react as fast as needed.
In a flash she reaches his sword hand, and grabs it with her own hand, then his elbow with the other hand. A sudden pull starts the last sensations he'll feel as he goes off balance. Her hand on his sword hand lets go, and she brutally uses a hay-maker type swing against her foe putting him down for the count as he topples over nearly decapitated. A mixture of his own weight and her swing making the sword blade more effective.
But the sinking feeling she had before was still there.
She feels those eyes on her, still.
A loud energy discharge from the distance! She turns to look only in time to see a crimson figure firing the beam from the air, then her shield flares as the beam collides. The shield paused the beam for only a quarter moment spreading the front of the beam like it were a hollow point bullet on a soft target. But after that fraction of a moment of collision, her shield buckles and the rest of the beam punches through.
Her left side catches the rest of the blast. It tears at her arm, and shoulder armor, ripping and melting it off. She feels her chest, and midsection being blasted apart as the beam continues it's path from an upward angle.
The long beam is hardly done whittling at her durability as it destroys her waist as well on it's way to the ground.
As if time slowed down she could feel liquids from her ruptured lines entering her mouth, and she could see the droplets escape into the air as her optic sensors begin to fill with static. Her half blasted form stands, even after the beam has ran its course, but she's in no condition to make the best of it. Her form wobbles, then crumples to the ground.
She feels her systems locking up, her mouth agape, the mentioned fluids trickling from a corner of her painted lips. Her form is heaped on her side as she goes into stasis lock. Primus must have been looking out for her this time. The beam didn't eat through enough material to get to her spark.
But it doesn't matter now. All is quiet now. Maybe a medic will come to repair her? Maybe her days as a warrior are done?
And during the quiet maybe she dreams as she waits for her destiny to be decided.
Indeed, quite a dream. An earthen asphalt road under her tires. Grass to the left of her, a high shoreline overlooking the ocean to the right. A city on the horizon.
A false driver's image created by the drone's shield shakes the local's suspicions of her true nature, and giving a an exotic feel as the drone sends visual and tactile sensations. The wind in her hair, the sights around her. She can almost smell the fresh air. The drone nearly reincarnates her in human form.
The sense of freedom thrills her as she travels in her dream without the harassment of the war, even if it is on an alien world.
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Name: Shrike
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Warrior
Alt. Mode: A flying artillery piece.
Appearance: The coloration is mostly crimson with some blue, yellow, and white adding some details.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/ ... t_form.jpghttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/ ... e_Mode.jpghttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/ ... t_Mode.jpgWeapons: 1x energy rifle hand held or arm mounted in robot mode and side mounted in alt mode, 2x head mounted fire linked mini energy needle guns only useable in robot mode, 1x heated combat blade on each wrist, and foot, forward mounted in alt mode, 1 x energy sword hand held in use, 1 x shield with a heated thrusting blade hand held or arm mounted in robot mode, and side mounted in alt mode. 1X 580 mm energy cannon only available in alt mode's attack mode.
Special Abilities: Triple changer (Robot Form, Cruising form, assault form.)
Height: 24 ft/7.3 m
Quote: 'My sweet embrace will take you out of this war.' STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 6
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 7
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 7
FIREPOWER: 7
ACCURACY: 6
MELEE: 9
TECH SKILL: 5
CHARISMA: 4
RANK: ??Profile: Her personality is hard to pin down in words (For me at the moment. Personality comes during role play usually), though she is sane, though, as far as she's concerned.
Her trust is hard to get beyond a faith that her comrades will do their job while she does hers.
Shrike fights in the war with little regard for who's right and who's wrong, and the fact the war may or may not end does not bother her. She battles out of loyalty and duty. It's hardly personal.
It's possible that if she were designated an Autobot she would fight just as hard and effectively for them, though not necessarily up to their standards.
Her nature towards combat is simply how it is. Get the job done by any means necessary, and a utilize sudden brutality to disorient and demoralize the enemy leaving them open to further assaults.
Despite her hard working militant nature she despises being used, or being treated as a disposable pawn.
Her tactical mind will attempt to plan out a method of assault in missions as opposed to blindly charging in, and a tactical retreat is not out of the question if things look beyond her ability.
Her mind has measures and countermeasures planned out moment by moment, especially in melee combat. This isn't necessarily fool proof, but it's helped her survive this long.
She gains great enjoyment out of getting her missions done, and defeating her opponents.
If time ever came for her to lay down her weapons she probably wouldn't know what to do with herself, though the idea of painting has crossed her mind, and maybe improving herself in general, But due to the way things are her only hobbies at present are the arts of war, and becoming a more effective warrior.
Abilities: Her top speed is mach 1.5, but unlike most Decepticons her flight is governed by an articulated booster/thruster system making up the sides of her skirt armor allowing for an assortment of aerial maneuvers in either robot or alt mode including movement in nearly any direction and allows hovering. This also means her top speed is attainable in Robot or Alt mode.
Her alternate form has 2 modes of operation. One is an aerodynamic cruising mode where her major offensive weapons are the side mounted energy rifle, and the forward mounted blades, and the other is an assault mode where the front end opens into 4 blade tipped limbs and exposes the beam cannon.
The front end in assault mode can use the limbs now to grab a target holding them against the beam canon as it fires at point blank, or use the blades to lash out at nearby targets.
The beam canon is extremely deadly firing a single, wide beam that can be swept over an area taking out multiple targets or concentrated in one area to punch holes in some of the thickest armor or cause serious damage to anyone unlucky enough to get caught in it's path. It has an effective range of 2 miles.
Shrike's agile form allows her to strike with metal cleaving blades with blinding speed to whittle down an opponent's durability until the killing blow is administered. The combat style is her own in origin pieced together from experience.
Her needler guns don't do much damage due to their small projectile size, but they can seriously harm delicate areas of the opponent like the optic sensors, and cause pain when fired elsewhere.
Her long range energy rifle can strike targets 5 miles away if she can get a bead on them, and delivers high damage shot per shot, but has a 3 second gap in between each shot.
Weaknesses: Shrike's unusual flying method (At least for a Decepticon) of 2 articulated booster/thruster systems comprising her side skirt armor leaves her vulnerable to being grounded if it takes to much damage and her thinner, high agility frame also leaves her more likely to take crippling damage forcing her to dodge and use her shield as much as she can.
The Beam cannon of her alt form is vulnerable to damage and becoming disabled when in assault mode, and can only be fired 3-4 times before energon begins running low forcing Shrike to rely on other means to get the job done or a retreat if she doesn't feel she has the means to keep going until she can recharge.
Her personality will probably be disliked by most everyone but her superiors giving orders. Maybe even her superiors would end up disliking the hard working soldier girl.
Sample Post: She spies her target's demise from her hovering position above the battlefield. She was the crimson form that was the last living thing her target saw. Under her breath she reprimands herself for taking such a lousy angle and firing from her maximum effective distance. But the small target was destroyed by her beam. Or at least taken out of combat.
She enjoyed watching her fellow Decepticon and the Autobot battle up close and personal. She even thought about attacking the Autobot motorcycle likewise, but it wasn't her mission, just icing on her cake to destroy what may have become a thorn in the side of her comrades.
She turns her attentions towards her destination. A communications tower on the Autobot side, and fairly well guarded by a turret system. She breaks hover swiveling her thrusters to propel her towards the target at a good clip of Half of mach 1.
The turret system greets her firing from the ground in a line just as she gets into her firing range.
A quick barrel roll as an evasive maneuver ending in a hover, and she fires her 580 mm beam cannon at the turrets sweeping it along the turret line, exploding them one by one as anti aircraft fire whips by her.
Her thrusters swivel again, sending her barreling for her objective.
She rolls away from a rocket fired at her as she spots Autobot grunts pouring out of the tower and assaulting her. She fires a beam at them while pressing forward destroying three of them and leaving a crater filled with slag, but it's too dangerous to stay in the air now. The Autobot forces behind her, luckily, are occupied leaving her nothing to worry about but what's ahead.
Landing behind cover with haste, she transforms, taking refuge from the hail of gunfire whittling at her cover. She deploys her shield from her left booster turned skirt armor onto her left arm, and attaches her beam rifle from the opposite side of her booster turned skirt armor to her right forearm. She crouches behind the cover, waiting seemingly for the right moment but with the unrelenting fire it seemed it would never come.
She leaps sideways from her cover hearing the energy blasts clash on her shield, and zipping past her head.
Her boosters raise and thrust behind her, launching her forward having her skim across the ground while weaving, and shielding herself downing targets with her rifle, and needles them with sprays from her Needler guns while she prepares the long blade on each foot, at each wrist and her shield. They get white hot, and as she barrels into them, she delivers a kick to one as she passes, letting the blade pass through with the inertia of her charge. He lets out a low groan as he falls over with a large gash in his torso.
The Autobots begin to turn around, but are greeted by the sounds of her thrusters flaring up. One turns around and finds a searing hot blade mounted on her shield stabbed into his face. Simultaneously she swivels her rifle out of the way as another turns and finds that as he does a blade from her wrist is opening him up like a can opener on the neck. His head falls off cleanly.
The crimson blur that is Shrike doesn't stop for a moment, her next strike is always in mind as she brings her shield about, dragging the agonized Autobot along with it, hurling him into the rest of their number, toppling one, leaving one more standing with a look of fear on his face. He's stunned and can only watch as his foe kicks a foot blade into the knocked down Autobot's torso, then the sounds of transformation immediately after. He's leaking oil on his self by now at the speed of the brutal bladed whirlwind that dropped a handful of his comrades. He looks up and begins to raise his rifle, but it's too late. He feels 4 limbs slip around his form pushing his rifle down, and pinning his arms.
He squirms as he's lifted off the ground by the quasi-squid like creature while feeling 4 searing pains in his back as the blades dig in. He looks over his shoulder seeing the tower he failed to defend.
A saccharine laced voice coos out to him. "Enjoy the favor. You don't have to fight anymore." then a brilliant white light blinds him as he lets out a confused sound as his life is snuffed.
Shrike fired through the poor defender's body point blank making his torso nearly vanish. The beam tears into the tower, and a sweep of the beam causes enough damage to have it begin the inevitable toppling as she released the Autobot's corpse.
Done in 2-3 minutes at most from the turrets to the tower toppling.
"Mission accomplished." She said to her self in a bemused tone as the tentacle like limbs come together hiding the beam canon, then she rockets off in a wide arc to get out of there just as reinforcements came, firing pot shots at her, but it was to late.
They run as debris from the tower collapses.
Shrike heads back to base feeling a bit run down as the beam blasts from her cannon wore down her fuel cell.
Anyway, other than that this looks fine...cook up a good moniker for him and I'll approve it.
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