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Name: Shadowblade
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Special Operations
Alt. mode: Cybertron Hovercycle
Weapons: Proton Assault Rifle (Carbine)/Particle Sniper Rifle
Height: 28-Foot Tall
Quote: “I enjoy the recoil of my weapon as it takes an Autobots life.”

Strength: 7

Intelligence: 6

Dexterity: 8

Speed: 7

Endurance: 5

Courage: 6

Firepower: 7

Accuracy: 8

Melee: 6

Tech Skill: 7

Charisma: 3

Rank: Determined by the staff.

Profile: Shadowblade has always worked in the dark world of covert ops for the Decepticons. He was once a social creature till his team was reduced to a scrap heap in a battle against the Autobots. Ever since the loss of his bothers he has grown dark, to the point that other Decepticons tend to keep their distance. The only thing that warms his spark chamber is when an Autobot is taken down through his sniper scope.

Abilities: Shadowblade can transform in a Cybertron Hovercycle and can reach up to speeds of 220 mph; he depends on his speed when in a tight situation. When in close quarters, the Proton Assault Rifle stopping power being relatively low; however the deficiency is made up for in the high rate of fire. The Particle Sniper Rifle is a high precision tool, that can take down it targets from nearly 12 miles away thanks to its high powered holographic scope.

Weaknesses: Shadowblade is a loner and will side with either the strongest or highest bidder when leadership among Decepticons is in question.

Sample Post:

The night is darker than normal on Cybertron, the blackness of the night help conceal a four Decepticon team as it approaches an Autobot Communications Hub.
The four hovercycles approach silently till they are near a cluster of bombed out structures. The four Decepticons transform to robot mode and remain hidden in the shadows.
Shadowblade deploys his Particle Sniper Rifle; using the scope he downloads his targets and makes adjustments to ensure he makes some clean shots.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch prepare to make their approach to the barrier that is protecting the Autobots Communication Hub. Through the scope Shadowblade and see the sensor sweeps and as time passes he sees the pattern of the sensor movement.
Then a brief whisper the plan is reviewed and worked out the last minute changes.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch stealthily cross the battered street and enter the sensor blind spots. Radio silence is now in effect. Shadowblade observes through his holo-scope as his team members make the final approach to the front gate.
They give him the sign, and he squeezes the trigger as on tower sentry is taken down and is partner before they knew what happen. Then he shifts his aim to another tower. The Autobot guards are alerted by the collapse of the comrades across the way. But with raid succession they to are taken out before an alarm is sounded.
Then like they practiced before being deployed on this mission, Raider tosses an EMP grenade into the gate guard shack. The Autobots are knocked out, Torch goes in and Slicer right behind him. Then Raider joins them once all is clear.
Some time goes by and it appears that Slicer has hacked into the Autobot security grid. They are on the move towards a rear entrance to the Communications building. Shadowblade watches as Slicer hacks into the door security lock and his team disappears into the building. Now the hard part begins. The waiting and hope nothing goes wrong.
But it does. After a while, a convoy of Autobots arrives. It appears they are brining some high profile equipment. The Autobots running the convoy are mostly heavily armored and armed gun-trucks.
They immediately notice the lack of security at the front gate. They transform into robot mode and immediately pull security. It becomes apparent that they alerted the Communication Hub, alarms begin to wail, more Autobots rush about. Their security has locked down the facility, soon noise of a firefight can be heard from within the building.
Shadowblade does not know how long it’s been, but suddenly the front door to the communication building burst into flames and smoke. Raider, Slicer, and Torch stumble out. Their bodies heavily damaged, energon pouring from their gaping wounds.
The Autobot guntrucks and the facility security begin to pour weapons fire on them, they stagger from the impact of enemy fire and limp behind and coverage and attempt to return fire. But they are surrounded. Then finally radio silence is broken.
“Shadowblade get out of here! Mission is compromised; I say again mission is compromised! Failed to retrieve targeted data!” Raider said.
Shadowblade refused to obey; he began to target the Autobots, hoping to clear a path for his comrades. The Autobots begin to drop like scrap metal. But as the hopes of his comrades would be able to make a break for it, was finally dashed as more Autobots appear and start spreading out and move towards Shadowblade’s position.
His sniper rifle began taking down more Autobot warriors with precise weapons fire. But there was to many, finally he slings his sniper rifle and draws his proto-assault rifle. He moves about in the abandon building Autobots storm it hoping to find him.
But his quick reflexes he squeezes of control pairs and take down his targets. Through sheer luck and skill he escapes the building with out damage. He happens t look towards his comrades as they fight to the last micron, till Autobot aircraft hovers an lay a heavy curtain of missiles and they deactivated in a fiery oblivion.
Shadowblade feel a part of his spark dies as his only friends are destroyed. The aircraft now turn in his direction. He transforms into a hovercycle and darts of into the dark working through the war torn maze of the city to avoid his pursuers’ and to throw them off his trail.
Tonight a part of Shadowblade has died…now what is left is to return the favor.

OOC: Actually, forget about Dead End. I talked with Aetrius, and I now I like Wildrider better, so....


Wildrider

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Terrorist
Alt. mode: Ferrari 308 GTB
Weapons:
-Scattershot Gun
Special Abilities:
Height: 30 ft.
Quote: "Either you're out of my way or you're out of luck."


Strength: 07
Intelligence: 07
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 08
Endurance: 07
Courage: 08
Firepower: 08
Accuracy: 07
Melee: 05
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 05
Rank: 05

Profile:
Look out motorists -- he exults in the accidents he causes! Driving recklessly, screaming and laughing.

Some of his Decepticon comrades suspect him of playing insane to enhance his street cred, but those who have come to know him the best realize that it's no act. Wildrider really is as crazy as they come and a very real danger to anything on the road with him. Even his fellow Stunticons are wary of driving anywhere near him.

Abilities:
In car Mode goes up to 250mph with amazing maneuverability. In robot Mode, his scattershot gun sprays laser beams over wide areas.

Weaknesses:
Wildriders is a danger to everybody around him, sometimes, that includes himself. He doesn't care about 'Cons or war or anything, only chaos. This could cause him troubes with other 'Cons.

Also, bullets work fine.

Sample Post:
"Come on, you little fraggers!!Come and face me!!" A grey mech yelled, as he shot at another mech." Why you're like that, Wildrider? What keeps you so energtic?" A Red mech plunged his sword in a 'Bot.

"Well Dead End, I don't think about the Apocalipsis! HAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed as he shot his scattershot gun at another mech. Dead End spoke again. "Maybe that could work, I don't know." He then executed the last 'bot.

"Come Dead End, we must report to Motormaster."

OOC: I figured I'd take a crack at Breakdown to add to the Decepticons.

Name: Breakdown
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Scout
Alt-mode: Ferrari P4/5
Height: 30 ft
Abilities: none
Weapons: Concussion Rifle
Quote: “Keep your sensors to yourself!”

Stats:
Strength: 6
Dexterity: 8
Speed: 7
Intelligence: 7
Endurance: 5
Courage: 4
Firepower: 8
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 6
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 4
Rank:

Bio: When Breakdown is in his car mode, he thinks everyone else is staring at him. Not just living creatures such as other Transformers and humans, but humans' cars, stoplights... anything mechanical. Heavy traffic can be a particularly nerve-wracking experience for him. His circuits sometimes get so overloaded with worry that he even stalls out. The root of his concerns is that someone will see him for what he really is- an alien on a strange world. Despite his earthly disguise, Breakdown is constantly aware that underneath the hood he is different, and the thought haunts him.

In battle, he is hesitant at times and tends to think the worst of situations, even when that may not be the case. His complaining tends to be an annoyance to his peers though is easily brought under control by threats from his peers, and Megatron. Even in the face of a certain death, the only thing that drives him to complete his objective is the fear of Megatron's wrath.

He'd be happier if he were a human-that way he feels he could just anonymously fit in anywhere and be in a better position to help conquer the Earth!

Abilities: The rumbling vibration produced by Breakdown's engine while he's in car mode can cause mechanical failures in other vehicles. He can travel at speeds of up to 220 mph. In robot mode, he uses a weapon of a similar nature-a concussion cannon-to get the same results, except with the cannon he's better able to target his prey and the effects are more devastating.

Weaknesses: Often Breakdown's extreme self-consciousness negatively affects his performance, particularly in his role as a scout in which he must venture into numerous tension-producing situations. Breakdown tends to complain over dangerous situations while in battle. He also suffers from his own mechanical problems-a sometimes leaky fuel pump in both car and robot modes that can grind him to a halt.
Sample post:

The Decepticons commenced their assault on Iacon. A small force of Megatron, Soundwave, and Motormaster's squadron arrived at the front gates. Breakdown watches as Starscream lead the aerial forces on a bombing run overhead. He just hoped they weren't making fun of him as Megatron made his way through the gate.

“This way!” Megatron ordered, summoning his men to battle.

They made their ay in and were immediately met by an Autobot welcoming party, reinforcing the line at the gate. The Decepticons made for cover while returning fire.

This was no good in Breakdowns mind. There were too many Autobots. He wasn't certain he'd be able to taken them on.

“Ah crap! There's too many of them!” Breakdown yelled over the fighting as the other Decepticons opened fire. This was not going to be easy, and breakdown knew it.

Breakdown took cover behind fallen debris and then answered with his own volley of firepower.

“Nonsense!” Megatron yelled. “Breakdown, draw their fire while we pick them off!”

“Are you serious?” Breakdown asked, surprised.

“Do it, or I'll have your head!” the Decepticon leader threatened.

Unwilling to anger his leader, Breakdown broke cover and transformed. He sped into the courtyard, which began drawing the Autobots attention away from Megatron's group.

“Oh man, why's it always gotta be me?” he muttered as he drove around, avoiding the concentrated firepower. “Get'em! Get'em! Get'em!”

While this went on, Megatron and his team broke cover and began their charge against the Autobots defensive line. One by one, the Autobots were being taken out. Breakdown then transformed into his robot mode and opened fire.

“Eat this Autobtos!”, he yelled, opening fire, taking out a few lowly grunts.

With the line eliminated, Breakdown took a few moments to cool off.

“Oh man, that was close.” Breakdown muttered.

Name: Dead End
Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Stunticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Porsche 997
Weapons: Compressor-air Gun
Special Abilities: Dead End emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius as well as map surrounding terrain.
Height: 26ft / 7.93m
Quote: "We are all just food for rust."


Strength: 07
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 07
Endurance: 07
Courage: 09
Firepower: 05
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: Sullen and fatalistic, Dead End sees little reason to continue the Autobot-Decepticon War since all Transformers eventually become inoperative anyway, even though it might take tens of thousands of years. Yet he spends more time keeping himself unmarred and shiny than any of his fellow Stunticons, an irony not lost upon Motormaster, who speculates that Dead End wants to at least make sure he leaves a pretty wreck when he dies. This vanity leads to a lot of teasing and derision directed toward Dead End, which just makes him feel worse. The only thing that can lift his spirits is blasting Autobots in battle, despite what he says about the pointlessness of it all. It seems he's too busy trying to save his own life to get depressed about the possibility of losing it.

Abilities: In car mode, Dead End can reach speeds of up to 220 mph. He emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius, and he can use it to mentally map the surrounding terrain as well. He's adept at using this ability to lead enemy Autobots into traps - such as dead ends! In robot mode, he carries a compressor-air gun, which can let out a blast of air that packs a 40,000 psi punch, enough to splinter a grove of oak trees.

Weaknesses: Dead End is a fearless fighter in battle, but getting him motivated to begin fighting is always a problem. Sometimes he can be so listless and depressed that it takes a direct hit with a cluster bomb to spur him to fight. When that happens, he's usually no longer in any condition for battle.

Sample Post:

Traversing at furious speeds, five ground-based vehicles darted along a slim dirt path, sand and fine stones acting as a natural substitute for the even, black asphalt concrete the Stunticons were more accustomed to traveling on. Megatron had dispatched the Stunticons to raid a nearby gas station -- due to its relative seclusion -- and gather as much energon as possible.

Drag Strip. Wildrider. Gas station. It was becoming all too evident to Dead End now. Megatron had sent them on a suicide mission. He concluded that their involvement would most likely increase his chances of a spectacular demise. At least he hoped it would be quick.

Guiding his teammates to their destination with the aid of his radar, the dour warrior released an exasperated sigh. Whether or not his continued groans and sighs stimulated his comrades' mounting inclinations to hurl abuse his way, Dead End did not care. He was far too preoccupied with the dense surroundings, especially mortified by the dirt track he was speeding along. His impeccable condition, no doubt, would be tainted by the sheer filth of this place. The sullen Stunticon wasn't so sure if his teammates would be able to make the distinction between him and the vegetation that encompassed them.

He remained doubtful.

With some interest, he observed an approaching storm. Dark grey clouds aggregated ominously into an immense deformed shape, rupturing forth terrific crashes of thunder and permitting vivid flashes of lightning to dance and play amongst the clouds with gleaming alacrity. The wind, building in ferocity, whisked through the shrubs and the trees, animating their figures into erratic activity.

Just wonderful.

As if it wasn't already enough having to journey through this miserable wooded area -- painfully aware that his flawless paint job would succumb to the considerable amount of filth -- now the clouded sky advertised yet another dreadful menace: rain. So if Drag Strip and Wildrider weren't able to contribute to Dead End's explosive finish, then surely slippery conditions and high speeds would result in a swift end?

The dour warrior sighed again, eliminating any notion of being inconspicuous. "We'll be arriving at our target in less than five nanokliks. So let's get this show on the road, I guess."

Blackstrike wrote:OOC: Actually, forget about Dead End. I talked with Aetrius, and I now I like Wildrider better, so....


Wildrider

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Terrorist
Alt. mode: Ferrari 308 GTB
Weapons:
-Scattershot Gun
Special Abilities:
Height: 30 ft.
Quote: "Either you're out of my way or you're out of luck."


Strength: 07
Intelligence: 07
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 08
Endurance: 07
Courage: 08
Firepower: 08
Accuracy: 07
Melee: 05
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 05
Rank: 05

Profile:
Look out motorists -- he exults in the accidents he causes! Driving recklessly, screaming and laughing.

Some of his Decepticon comrades suspect him of playing insane to enhance his street cred, but those who have come to know him the best realize that it's no act. Wildrider really is as crazy as they come and a very real danger to anything on the road with him. Even his fellow Stunticons are wary of driving anywhere near him.

Abilities:
In car Mode goes up to 250mph with amazing maneuverability. In robot Mode, his scattershot gun sprays laser beams over wide areas.

Weaknesses:
Wildriders is a danger to everybody around him, sometimes, that includes himself. He doesn't care about 'Cons or war or anything, only chaos. This could cause him troubes with other 'Cons.

Also, bullets work fine.

Sample Post:
"Come on, you little fraggers!!Come and face me!!" A grey mech yelled, as he shot at another mech." Why you're like that, Wildrider? What keeps you so energtic?" A Red mech plunged his sword in a 'Bot.

"Well Dead End, I don't think about the Apocalipsis! HAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed as he shot his scattershot gun at another mech. Dead End spoke again. "Maybe that could work, I don't know." He then executed the last 'bot.

"Come Dead End, we must report to Motormaster."

Height to 26ft, specs to following and he is approved.

Strength: 06
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 09
Speed: 08
Endurance: 06
Courage: 08
Firepower: 07
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 06
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 05
Rank: 05

Plaything wrote:Name: Dead End
Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Stunticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Porsche 997
Weapons: Compressor-air Gun
Special Abilities: Dead End emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius as well as map surrounding terrain.
Height: 26ft / 7.93m
Quote: "We are all just food for rust."


Strength: 07
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 07
Endurance: 07
Courage: 09
Firepower: 05
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: Sullen and fatalistic, Dead End sees little reason to continue the Autobot-Decepticon War since all Transformers eventually become inoperative anyway, even though it might take tens of thousands of years. Yet he spends more time keeping himself unmarred and shiny than any of his fellow Stunticons, an irony not lost upon Motormaster, who speculates that Dead End wants to at least make sure he leaves a pretty wreck when he dies. This vanity leads to a lot of teasing and derision directed toward Dead End, which just makes him feel worse. The only thing that can lift his spirits is blasting Autobots in battle, despite what he says about the pointlessness of it all. It seems he's too busy trying to save his own life to get depressed about the possibility of losing it.

Abilities: In car mode, Dead End can reach speeds of up to 220 mph. He emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius, and he can use it to mentally map the surrounding terrain as well. He's adept at using this ability to lead enemy Autobots into traps - such as dead ends! In robot mode, he carries a compressor-air gun, which can let out a blast of air that packs a 40,000 psi punch, enough to splinter a grove of oak trees.

Weaknesses: Dead End is a fearless fighter in battle, but getting him motivated to begin fighting is always a problem. Sometimes he can be so listless and depressed that it takes a direct hit with a cluster bomb to spur him to fight. When that happens, he's usually no longer in any condition for battle.

Sample Post:

Traversing at furious speeds, five ground-based vehicles darted along a slim dirt path, sand and fine stones acting as a natural substitute for the even, black asphalt concrete the Stunticons were more accustomed to traveling on. Megatron had dispatched the Stunticons to raid a nearby gas station -- due to its relative seclusion -- and gather as much energon as possible.

Drag Strip. Wildrider. Gas station. It was becoming all too evident to Dead End now. Megatron had sent them on a suicide mission. He concluded that their involvement would most likely increase his chances of a spectacular demise. At least he hoped it would be quick.

Guiding his teammates to their destination with the aid of his radar, the dour warrior released an exasperated sigh. Whether or not his continued groans and sighs stimulated his comrades' mounting inclinations to hurl abuse his way, Dead End did not care. He was far too preoccupied with the dense surroundings, especially mortified by the dirt track he was speeding along. His impeccable condition, no doubt, would be tainted by the sheer filth of this place. The sullen Stunticon wasn't so sure if his teammates would be able to make the distinction between him and the vegetation that encompassed them.

He remained doubtful.

With some interest, he observed an approaching storm. Dark grey clouds aggregated ominously into an immense deformed shape, rupturing forth terrific crashes of thunder and permitting vivid flashes of lightning to dance and play amongst the clouds with gleaming alacrity. The wind, building in ferocity, whisked through the shrubs and the trees, animating their figures into erratic activity.

Just wonderful.

As if it wasn't already enough having to journey through this miserable wooded area -- painfully aware that his flawless paint job would succumb to the considerable amount of filth -- now the clouded sky advertised yet another dreadful menace: rain. So if Drag Strip and Wildrider weren't able to contribute to Dead End's explosive finish, then surely slippery conditions and high speeds would result in a swift end?

The dour warrior sighed again, eliminating any notion of being inconspicuous. "We'll be arriving at our target in less than five nanokliks. So let's get this show on the road, I guess."

Welcome back, I hope you stay this time. Approved with spec changes to:

Strength: 07
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 08
Speed: 07
Endurance: 07
Courage: 09
Firepower: 05
Accuracy: 07
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 06
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Roadbuster wrote:OOC: I figured I'd take a crack at Breakdown to add to the Decepticons.

Name: Breakdown
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Scout
Alt-mode: Ferrari P4/5
Height: 30 ft
Abilities: none
Weapons: Concussion Rifle
Quote: “Keep your sensors to yourself!”

Stats:
Strength: 6
Dexterity: 8
Speed: 7
Intelligence: 7
Endurance: 5
Courage: 4
Firepower: 8
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 6
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 4
Rank:

Bio: When Breakdown is in his car mode, he thinks everyone else is staring at him. Not just living creatures such as other Transformers and humans, but humans' cars, stoplights... anything mechanical. Heavy traffic can be a particularly nerve-wracking experience for him. His circuits sometimes get so overloaded with worry that he even stalls out. The root of his concerns is that someone will see him for what he really is- an alien on a strange world. Despite his earthly disguise, Breakdown is constantly aware that underneath the hood he is different, and the thought haunts him.

In battle, he is hesitant at times and tends to think the worst of situations, even when that may not be the case. His complaining tends to be an annoyance to his peers though is easily brought under control by threats from his peers, and Megatron. Even in the face of a certain death, the only thing that drives him to complete his objective is the fear of Megatron's wrath.

He'd be happier if he were a human-that way he feels he could just anonymously fit in anywhere and be in a better position to help conquer the Earth!

Abilities: The rumbling vibration produced by Breakdown's engine while he's in car mode can cause mechanical failures in other vehicles. He can travel at speeds of up to 220 mph. In robot mode, he uses a weapon of a similar nature-a concussion cannon-to get the same results, except with the cannon he's better able to target his prey and the effects are more devastating.

Weaknesses: Often Breakdown's extreme self-consciousness negatively affects his performance, particularly in his role as a scout in which he must venture into numerous tension-producing situations. Breakdown tends to complain over dangerous situations while in battle. He also suffers from his own mechanical problems-a sometimes leaky fuel pump in both car and robot modes that can grind him to a halt.
Sample post:

The Decepticons commenced their assault on Iacon. A small force of Megatron, Soundwave, and Motormaster's squadron arrived at the front gates. Breakdown watches as Starscream lead the aerial forces on a bombing run overhead. He just hoped they weren't making fun of him as Megatron made his way through the gate.

“This way!” Megatron ordered, summoning his men to battle.

They made their ay in and were immediately met by an Autobot welcoming party, reinforcing the line at the gate. The Decepticons made for cover while returning fire.

This was no good in Breakdowns mind. There were too many Autobots. He wasn't certain he'd be able to taken them on.

“Ah crap! There's too many of them!” Breakdown yelled over the fighting as the other Decepticons opened fire. This was not going to be easy, and breakdown knew it.

Breakdown took cover behind fallen debris and then answered with his own volley of firepower.

“Nonsense!” Megatron yelled. “Breakdown, draw their fire while we pick them off!”

“Are you serious?” Breakdown asked, surprised.

“Do it, or I'll have your head!” the Decepticon leader threatened.

Unwilling to anger his leader, Breakdown broke cover and transformed. He sped into the courtyard, which began drawing the Autobots attention away from Megatron's group.

“Oh man, why's it always gotta be me?” he muttered as he drove around, avoiding the concentrated firepower. “Get'em! Get'em! Get'em!”

While this went on, Megatron and his team broke cover and began their charge against the Autobots defensive line. One by one, the Autobots were being taken out. Breakdown then transformed into his robot mode and opened fire.

“Eat this Autobtos!”, he yelled, opening fire, taking out a few lowly grunts.

With the line eliminated, Breakdown took a few moments to cool off.

“Oh man, that was close.” Breakdown muttered.

Height to 26ft and specs to following and Breakdown is good to go.

Strength: 6
Dexterity: 8
Speed: 7
Intelligence: 7
Endurance: 5
Courage: 8
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 6
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 4
Rank: 6

To all who have applied for Stunticons, while I am ok with you using the original alt. modes I'd still suggest you to consider modern equivalents for them.

Ravenfett wrote:Name: Shadowblade
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Special Operations
Alt. mode: Cybertron Hovercycle
Weapons: Proton Assault Rifle (Carbine)/Particle Sniper Rifle
Height: 28-Foot Tall
Quote: “I enjoy the recoil of my weapon as it takes an Autobots life.”

Strength: 7

Intelligence: 6

Dexterity: 8

Speed: 7

Endurance: 5

Courage: 6

Firepower: 7

Accuracy: 8

Melee: 6

Tech Skill: 7

Charisma: 3

Rank: Determined by the staff.

Profile: Shadowblade has always worked in the dark world of covert ops for the Decepticons. He was once a social creature till his team was reduced to a scrap heap in a battle against the Autobots. Ever since the loss of his bothers he has grown dark, to the point that other Decepticons tend to keep their distance. The only thing that warms his spark chamber is when an Autobot is taken down through his sniper scope.

Abilities: Shadowblade can transform in a Cybertron Hovercycle and can reach up to speeds of 220 mph; he depends on his speed when in a tight situation. When in close quarters, the Proton Assault Rifle stopping power being relatively low; however the deficiency is made up for in the high rate of fire. The Particle Sniper Rifle is a high precision tool, that can take down it targets from nearly 12 miles away thanks to its high powered holographic scope.

Weaknesses: Shadowblade is a loner and will side with either the strongest or highest bidder when leadership among Decepticons is in question.

Sample Post:

The night is darker than normal on Cybertron, the blackness of the night help conceal a four Decepticon team as it approaches an Autobot Communications Hub.
The four hovercycles approach silently till they are near a cluster of bombed out structures. The four Decepticons transform to robot mode and remain hidden in the shadows.
Shadowblade deploys his Particle Sniper Rifle; using the scope he downloads his targets and makes adjustments to ensure he makes some clean shots.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch prepare to make their approach to the barrier that is protecting the Autobots Communication Hub. Through the scope Shadowblade and see the sensor sweeps and as time passes he sees the pattern of the sensor movement.
Then a brief whisper the plan is reviewed and worked out the last minute changes.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch stealthily cross the battered street and enter the sensor blind spots. Radio silence is now in effect. Shadowblade observes through his holo-scope as his team members make the final approach to the front gate.
They give him the sign, and he squeezes the trigger as on tower sentry is taken down and is partner before they knew what happen. Then he shifts his aim to another tower. The Autobot guards are alerted by the collapse of the comrades across the way. But with raid succession they to are taken out before an alarm is sounded.
Then like they practiced before being deployed on this mission, Raider tosses an EMP grenade into the gate guard shack. The Autobots are knocked out, Torch goes in and Slicer right behind him. Then Raider joins them once all is clear.
Some time goes by and it appears that Slicer has hacked into the Autobot security grid. They are on the move towards a rear entrance to the Communications building. Shadowblade watches as Slicer hacks into the door security lock and his team disappears into the building. Now the hard part begins. The waiting and hope nothing goes wrong.
But it does. After a while, a convoy of Autobots arrives. It appears they are brining some high profile equipment. The Autobots running the convoy are mostly heavily armored and armed gun-trucks.
They immediately notice the lack of security at the front gate. They transform into robot mode and immediately pull security. It becomes apparent that they alerted the Communication Hub, alarms begin to wail, more Autobots rush about. Their security has locked down the facility, soon noise of a firefight can be heard from within the building.
Shadowblade does not know how long it’s been, but suddenly the front door to the communication building burst into flames and smoke. Raider, Slicer, and Torch stumble out. Their bodies heavily damaged, energon pouring from their gaping wounds.
The Autobot guntrucks and the facility security begin to pour weapons fire on them, they stagger from the impact of enemy fire and limp behind and coverage and attempt to return fire. But they are surrounded. Then finally radio silence is broken.
“Shadowblade get out of here! Mission is compromised; I say again mission is compromised! Failed to retrieve targeted data!” Raider said.
Shadowblade refused to obey; he began to target the Autobots, hoping to clear a path for his comrades. The Autobots begin to drop like scrap metal. But as the hopes of his comrades would be able to make a break for it, was finally dashed as more Autobots appear and start spreading out and move towards Shadowblade’s position.
His sniper rifle began taking down more Autobot warriors with precise weapons fire. But there was to many, finally he slings his sniper rifle and draws his proto-assault rifle. He moves about in the abandon building Autobots storm it hoping to find him.
But his quick reflexes he squeezes of control pairs and take down his targets. Through sheer luck and skill he escapes the building with out damage. He happens t look towards his comrades as they fight to the last micron, till Autobot aircraft hovers an lay a heavy curtain of missiles and they deactivated in a fiery oblivion.
Shadowblade feel a part of his spark dies as his only friends are destroyed. The aircraft now turn in his direction. He transforms into a hovercycle and darts of into the dark working through the war torn maze of the city to avoid his pursuers’ and to throw them off his trail.
Tonight a part of Shadowblade has died…now what is left is to return the favor.

Very good job for your fist time out. I’m just curious; what did he do in special ops? I’m asking because it seems that you want him to be a sniper who’s involved in special ops. You’ll need to list his height in meters as well. He’ll also need an Earth mode as well.

Make those few changes and let me know about the Special Ops/Sniper issue and I’ll take another look at him.

I know his alt mode isn't technically street legal, but I couldn't decide on anything else that I really liked.

Name: Drag Strip
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. Mode: Formula 1 Race Car.
Height: 26 ft / 7.93 m
Weapons: Gravito-gun; Plasma energy blaster.
Quote: "The first one to cross the finish line LIVES."

Strength: 06
Intelligence: 07
Dexterity: 08
Speed: 07
Endurance: 04
Courage: 08
Firepower: 07
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: Drag Strip would rather be scrapped than lose. It doesn't matter what the competition is he's involved in- racing, fighting or even just trading insults- Drag Strip always aims to come out on top. Maybe it's because he needs to feel important, maybe he enjoys humiliating others. It makes no difference. To beat an opponent, he'll pull the nastiest, most underhanded tricks. And he relishes his victories. He makes certain everyone within earshot knows about them. He loves to gloat, and his fellow Stunticons feel he's a selfish, egotistical boor and would just as soon not have him around. Even Decepticon leader Megatron finds him insufferable and would sooner smelt him than talk to him. But he knows that as rotten as Drag Strip is for the Decepticons to be around, he's even worse company for the Autobots. And that, in Megatron's opinion, is a character trait to be much admired.

Abilities: In car mode, Drag Strip can reach speeds of 250 mph and comes equipped with a plasma energy blaster that shoots an explosive ball of energy a distance of 2000 yards. In robot mode, he uses a gravito-gun that enhances the gravitational field of a localized area so that anyone walking into the area would either be crushed by the increased gravity or have his body ripped apart as the gravity pulls him from different directions.

Weaknesses: In car mode, Drag Strip is prone to overheating, particularly at high speeds. His cooling system has been known to explode. He also suffers from the ill will of many of his fellow Deceptions, a definite liability in battle when he might require their cooperation.

Sample Post:

Cybertron – Before the Great War

Drag Strip sped down the Cybertronian raceway without a worry in the world. He was so far out in front of all the others that there was virtually no way any of them could catch him now. He was in the clear and could hear his name being chanted by all the fans that crowded the race track just to see him dominate in the sport he loved most. Racing was Drag’s life, and it was an exhilarating feeling to be a champion and know that there was no one better.

Drag Strip came around the final bend and headed straight for the finish line as the crowd’s cheering became deafening. The other racers were not only out of sight, but also out of mind as Drag imagined himself the victor once more. As the end was in sight, a loud roar of another kind seemed to surround him. But this sound was not the crowd. No, it was another racer, a blue one that was quickly catching up to the yellow mech.

Drag Strip attempted to increase his speed even further, but it was no use. The blue racer quickly flew by him and crossed the finish line a mere astrosecond sooner. For the first time ever, Drag had come in second. Once he came to a screeching halt, Drag transformed to robot mode and watched as the blue racer did the same. He then listened as the announcer declared that Blurr was the winner!

A scowl formed over Drag Strip’s faceplate as he approached the newcomer called Blurr. “You got lucky this time, rookie. Next time will be different. I promise you that!” Drag then stormed off the track and disappeared into the tunnels of the arena.

OOC: Resubmitting with the specified fixes.

Name: Breakdown
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Scout
Alt-mode: Lamborghini Countach
Height: 26 ft/7.93 m
Abilities: none
Weapons: Concussion Rifle
Quote: “Keep your sensors to yourself!”

Stats:
Strength: 6
Dexterity: 8
Speed: 7
Intelligence: 7
Endurance: 5
Courage: 8
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 6
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 4
Rank: 6

Bio: When Breakdown is in his car mode, he thinks everyone else is staring at him. Not just living creatures such as other Transformers and humans, but humans' cars, stoplights... anything mechanical. Heavy traffic can be a particularly nerve-wracking experience for him. His circuits sometimes get so overloaded with worry that he even stalls out. The root of his concerns is that someone will see him for what he really is- an alien on a strange world. Despite his earthly disguise, Breakdown is constantly aware that underneath the hood he is different, and the thought haunts him.

In battle, he is hesitant at times and tends to think the worst of situations, even when that may not be the case. His complaining tends to be an annoyance to his peers though is easily brought under control by threats from his peers, and Megatron. Even in the face of a certain death, the only thing that drives him to complete his objective is the fear of Megatron's wrath.

He'd be happier if he were a human-that way he feels he could just anonymously fit in anywhere and be in a better position to help conquer the Earth!

Abilities: The rumbling vibration produced by Breakdown's engine while he's in car mode can cause mechanical failures in other vehicles. He can travel at speeds of up to 220 mph. In robot mode, he uses a weapon of a similar nature-a concussion cannon-to get the same results, except with the cannon he's better able to target his prey and the effects are more devastating.

Weaknesses: Often Breakdown's extreme self-consciousness negatively affects his performance, particularly in his role as a scout in which he must venture into numerous tension-producing situations. Breakdown tends to complain over dangerous situations while in battle. He also suffers from his own mechanical problems-a sometimes leaky fuel pump in both car and robot modes that can grind him to a halt.

SmokescreenGT wrote:I know his alt mode isn't technically street legal, but I couldn't decide on anything else that I really liked.

Name: Drag Strip
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. Mode: Formula 1 Race Car.
Height: 26 ft / 7.93 m
Weapons: Gravito-gun; Plasma energy blaster.
Quote: "The first one to cross the finish line LIVES."

Strength: 06
Intelligence: 07
Dexterity: 08
Speed: 07
Endurance: 04
Courage: 08
Firepower: 07
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: Drag Strip would rather be scrapped than lose. It doesn't matter what the competition is he's involved in- racing, fighting or even just trading insults- Drag Strip always aims to come out on top. Maybe it's because he needs to feel important, maybe he enjoys humiliating others. It makes no difference. To beat an opponent, he'll pull the nastiest, most underhanded tricks. And he relishes his victories. He makes certain everyone within earshot knows about them. He loves to gloat, and his fellow Stunticons feel he's a selfish, egotistical boor and would just as soon not have him around. Even Decepticon leader Megatron finds him insufferable and would sooner smelt him than talk to him. But he knows that as rotten as Drag Strip is for the Decepticons to be around, he's even worse company for the Autobots. And that, in Megatron's opinion, is a character trait to be much admired.

Abilities: In car mode, Drag Strip can reach speeds of 250 mph and comes equipped with a plasma energy blaster that shoots an explosive ball of energy a distance of 2000 yards. In robot mode, he uses a gravito-gun that enhances the gravitational field of a localized area so that anyone walking into the area would either be crushed by the increased gravity or have his body ripped apart as the gravity pulls him from different directions.

Weaknesses: In car mode, Drag Strip is prone to overheating, particularly at high speeds. His cooling system has been known to explode. He also suffers from the ill will of many of his fellow Deceptions, a definite liability in battle when he might require their cooperation.

Sample Post:

Cybertron – Before the Great War

Drag Strip sped down the Cybertronian raceway without a worry in the world. He was so far out in front of all the others that there was virtually no way any of them could catch him now. He was in the clear and could hear his name being chanted by all the fans that crowded the race track just to see him dominate in the sport he loved most. Racing was Drag’s life, and it was an exhilarating feeling to be a champion and know that there was no one better.

Drag Strip came around the final bend and headed straight for the finish line as the crowd’s cheering became deafening. The other racers were not only out of sight, but also out of mind as Drag imagined himself the victor once more. As the end was in sight, a loud roar of another kind seemed to surround him. But this sound was not the crowd. No, it was another racer, a blue one that was quickly catching up to the yellow mech.

Drag Strip attempted to increase his speed even further, but it was no use. The blue racer quickly flew by him and crossed the finish line a mere astrosecond sooner. For the first time ever, Drag had come in second. Once he came to a screeching halt, Drag transformed to robot mode and watched as the blue racer did the same. He then listened as the announcer declared that Blurr was the winner!

A scowl formed over Drag Strip’s faceplate as he approached the newcomer called Blurr. “You got lucky this time, rookie. Next time will be different. I promise you that!” Drag then stormed off the track and disappeared into the tunnels of the arena.

Looks good. Approved. Start him at the Con base on Earth.

Roadbuster wrote:OOC: Resubmitting with the specified fixes.

Name: Breakdown
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Scout
Alt-mode: Lamborghini Countach
Height: 26 ft/7.93 m
Abilities: none
Weapons: Concussion Rifle
Quote: “Keep your sensors to yourself!”

Stats:
Strength: 6
Dexterity: 8
Speed: 7
Intelligence: 7
Endurance: 5
Courage: 8
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 6
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 4
Rank: 6

Bio: When Breakdown is in his car mode, he thinks everyone else is staring at him. Not just living creatures such as other Transformers and humans, but humans' cars, stoplights... anything mechanical. Heavy traffic can be a particularly nerve-wracking experience for him. His circuits sometimes get so overloaded with worry that he even stalls out. The root of his concerns is that someone will see him for what he really is- an alien on a strange world. Despite his earthly disguise, Breakdown is constantly aware that underneath the hood he is different, and the thought haunts him.

In battle, he is hesitant at times and tends to think the worst of situations, even when that may not be the case. His complaining tends to be an annoyance to his peers though is easily brought under control by threats from his peers, and Megatron. Even in the face of a certain death, the only thing that drives him to complete his objective is the fear of Megatron's wrath.

He'd be happier if he were a human-that way he feels he could just anonymously fit in anywhere and be in a better position to help conquer the Earth!

Abilities: The rumbling vibration produced by Breakdown's engine while he's in car mode can cause mechanical failures in other vehicles. He can travel at speeds of up to 220 mph. In robot mode, he uses a weapon of a similar nature-a concussion cannon-to get the same results, except with the cannon he's better able to target his prey and the effects are more devastating.

Weaknesses: Often Breakdown's extreme self-consciousness negatively affects his performance, particularly in his role as a scout in which he must venture into numerous tension-producing situations. Breakdown tends to complain over dangerous situations while in battle. He also suffers from his own mechanical problems-a sometimes leaky fuel pump in both car and robot modes that can grind him to a halt.

With the changes made he's approved. Start him at the Con base on Earth.

Thanks, Cry. Though you may have to break out the ol' ball and chain to stop me from escaping again.

Dead's alt-mode is pretty modern, too.

Name: Dead End
Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Stunticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Porsche 997
Weapons: Compressor-air Gun
Special Abilities: Dead End emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius as well as map surrounding terrain.
Height: 26ft / 7.93m
Quote: "We are all just food for rust."


Strength: 07
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 08
Speed: 07
Endurance: 07
Courage: 09
Firepower: 05
Accuracy: 07
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 06
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: Sullen and fatalistic, Dead End sees little reason to continue the Autobot-Decepticon War since all Transformers eventually become inoperative anyway, even though it might take tens of thousands of years. Yet he spends more time keeping himself unmarred and shiny than any of his fellow Stunticons, an irony not lost upon Motormaster, who speculates that Dead End wants to at least make sure he leaves a pretty wreck when he dies. This vanity leads to a lot of teasing and derision directed toward Dead End, which just makes him feel worse. The only thing that can lift his spirits is blasting Autobots in battle, despite what he says about the pointlessness of it all. It seems he's too busy trying to save his own life to get depressed about the possibility of losing it.

Abilities: In car mode, Dead End can reach speeds of up to 220 mph. He emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius, and he can use it to mentally map the surrounding terrain as well. He's adept at using this ability to lead enemy Autobots into traps - such as dead ends! In robot mode, he carries a compressor-air gun, which can let out a blast of air that packs a 40,000 psi punch, enough to splinter a grove of oak trees.

Weaknesses: Dead End is a fearless fighter in battle, but getting him motivated to begin fighting is always a problem. Sometimes he can be so listless and depressed that it takes a direct hit with a cluster bomb to spur him to fight. When that happens, he's usually no longer in any condition for battle.

Sample Post:

Traversing at furious speeds, five ground-based vehicles darted along a slim dirt path, sand and fine stones acting as a natural substitute for the even, black asphalt concrete the Stunticons were more accustomed to traveling on. Megatron had dispatched the Stunticons to raid a nearby gas station -- due to its relative seclusion -- and gather as much energon as possible.

Drag Strip. Wildrider. Gas station. It was becoming all too evident to Dead End now. Megatron had sent them on a suicide mission. He concluded that their involvement would most likely increase his chances of a spectacular demise. At least he hoped it would be quick.

Guiding his teammates to their destination with the aid of his radar, the dour warrior released an exasperated sigh. Whether or not his continued groans and sighs stimulated his comrades' mounting inclinations to hurl abuse his way, Dead End did not care. He was far too preoccupied with the dense surroundings, especially mortified by the dirt track he was speeding along. His impeccable condition, no doubt, would be tainted by the sheer filth of this place. The sullen Stunticon wasn't so sure if his teammates would be able to make the distinction between him and the vegetation that encompassed them.

Maybe. But he remained doubtful.

With some interest, he observed an approaching storm. Dark grey clouds aggregated ominously into an immense deformed shape, rupturing forth terrific crashes of thunder and permitting vivid flashes of lightning to dance and play amongst the clouds with gleaming alacrity. The wind, building in ferocity, whisked through the shrubs and the trees, animating their figures into erratic activity.

Just wonderful.

As if it wasn't already enough having to journey through this miserable wooded area -- painfully aware that his flawless paint job would succumb to the considerable amount of filth -- now the clouded sky advertised yet another dreadful menace: rain. So if Drag Strip and Wildrider weren't able to contribute to Dead End's explosive finish, then surely slippery conditions and high speeds would result in a swift end?

The dour warrior sighed again, eliminating any notion of being inconspicuous. "We'll be arriving at our target in less than five nanokliks. So I suppose we should get this show on the road."

Plaything wrote:Thanks, Cry. Though you may have to break out the ol' ball and chain to stop me from escaping again.

Dead's alt-mode is pretty modern, too.

Name: Dead End
Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Stunticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Porsche 997
Weapons: Compressor-air Gun
Special Abilities: Dead End emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius as well as map surrounding terrain.
Height: 26ft / 7.93m
Quote: "We are all just food for rust."


Strength: 07
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 08
Speed: 07
Endurance: 07
Courage: 09
Firepower: 05
Accuracy: 07
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 06
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: Sullen and fatalistic, Dead End sees little reason to continue the Autobot-Decepticon War since all Transformers eventually become inoperative anyway, even though it might take tens of thousands of years. Yet he spends more time keeping himself unmarred and shiny than any of his fellow Stunticons, an irony not lost upon Motormaster, who speculates that Dead End wants to at least make sure he leaves a pretty wreck when he dies. This vanity leads to a lot of teasing and derision directed toward Dead End, which just makes him feel worse. The only thing that can lift his spirits is blasting Autobots in battle, despite what he says about the pointlessness of it all. It seems he's too busy trying to save his own life to get depressed about the possibility of losing it.

Abilities: In car mode, Dead End can reach speeds of up to 220 mph. He emanates a radar signal that allows him to detect the movements of any vehicle or robot within a 200-mile radius, and he can use it to mentally map the surrounding terrain as well. He's adept at using this ability to lead enemy Autobots into traps - such as dead ends! In robot mode, he carries a compressor-air gun, which can let out a blast of air that packs a 40,000 psi punch, enough to splinter a grove of oak trees.

Weaknesses: Dead End is a fearless fighter in battle, but getting him motivated to begin fighting is always a problem. Sometimes he can be so listless and depressed that it takes a direct hit with a cluster bomb to spur him to fight. When that happens, he's usually no longer in any condition for battle.

Sample Post:

Traversing at furious speeds, five ground-based vehicles darted along a slim dirt path, sand and fine stones acting as a natural substitute for the even, black asphalt concrete the Stunticons were more accustomed to traveling on. Megatron had dispatched the Stunticons to raid a nearby gas station -- due to its relative seclusion -- and gather as much energon as possible.

Drag Strip. Wildrider. Gas station. It was becoming all too evident to Dead End now. Megatron had sent them on a suicide mission. He concluded that their involvement would most likely increase his chances of a spectacular demise. At least he hoped it would be quick.

Guiding his teammates to their destination with the aid of his radar, the dour warrior released an exasperated sigh. Whether or not his continued groans and sighs stimulated his comrades' mounting inclinations to hurl abuse his way, Dead End did not care. He was far too preoccupied with the dense surroundings, especially mortified by the dirt track he was speeding along. His impeccable condition, no doubt, would be tainted by the sheer filth of this place. The sullen Stunticon wasn't so sure if his teammates would be able to make the distinction between him and the vegetation that encompassed them.

Maybe. But he remained doubtful.

With some interest, he observed an approaching storm. Dark grey clouds aggregated ominously into an immense deformed shape, rupturing forth terrific crashes of thunder and permitting vivid flashes of lightning to dance and play amongst the clouds with gleaming alacrity. The wind, building in ferocity, whisked through the shrubs and the trees, animating their figures into erratic activity.

Just wonderful.

As if it wasn't already enough having to journey through this miserable wooded area -- painfully aware that his flawless paint job would succumb to the considerable amount of filth -- now the clouded sky advertised yet another dreadful menace: rain. So if Drag Strip and Wildrider weren't able to contribute to Dead End's explosive finish, then surely slippery conditions and high speeds would result in a swift end?

The dour warrior sighed again, eliminating any notion of being inconspicuous. "We'll be arriving at our target in less than five nanokliks. So I suppose we should get this show on the road."

With the changes made he's approved. Start him at the Con base on Earth.

Ember wrote:

Ravenfett wrote:Name: Shadowblade
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Special Operations/Sniper
Alt. mode: Cybertron: Hovercycle/ Earth: Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14
Weapons: Proton Assault Rifle (Carbine)/Particle Sniper Rifle
Height: 28-Foot Tall/8.5-Meters
Quote: “I enjoy the recoil of my weapon as it takes an Autobots life.”

Strength: 7

Intelligence: 6

Dexterity: 8

Speed: 7

Endurance: 5

Courage: 6

Firepower: 7

Accuracy: 8

Melee: 6

Tech Skill: 7

Charisma: 3

Rank: Determined by the staff.

Profile: Shadowblade has always worked in the dark world of covert ops for the Decepticons. He was once a social creature till his team was reduced to a scrap heap in a battle against the Autobots. Ever since the loss of his bothers he has grown dark, to the point that other Decepticons tend to keep their distance. The only thing that warms his spark chamber is when an Autobot is taken down through his sniper scope.

Abilities: Shadowblade can transform in a Cybertron Hovercycle and can reach up to speeds of 220 mph; he depends on his speed when in a tight situation. When in close quarters, the Proton Assault Rifle stopping power being relatively low; however the deficiency is made up for in the high rate of fire. The Particle Sniper Rifle is a high precision tool, that can take down it targets from nearly 12 miles away thanks to its high powered holographic scope.

Weaknesses: Shadowblade is a loner and will side with either the strongest or highest bidder when leadership among Decepticons is in question.

Sample Post:

The night is darker than normal on Cybertron, the blackness of the night help conceal a four Decepticon team as it approaches an Autobot Communications Hub.
The four hovercycles approach silently till they are near a cluster of bombed out structures. The four Decepticons transform to robot mode and remain hidden in the shadows.
Shadowblade deploys his Particle Sniper Rifle; using the scope he downloads his targets and makes adjustments to ensure he makes some clean shots.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch prepare to make their approach to the barrier that is protecting the Autobots Communication Hub. Through the scope Shadowblade and see the sensor sweeps and as time passes he sees the pattern of the sensor movement.
Then a brief whisper the plan is reviewed and worked out the last minute changes.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch stealthily cross the battered street and enter the sensor blind spots. Radio silence is now in effect. Shadowblade observes through his holo-scope as his team members make the final approach to the front gate.
They give him the sign, and he squeezes the trigger as on tower sentry is taken down and is partner before they knew what happen. Then he shifts his aim to another tower. The Autobot guards are alerted by the collapse of the comrades across the way. But with raid succession they to are taken out before an alarm is sounded.
Then like they practiced before being deployed on this mission, Raider tosses an EMP grenade into the gate guard shack. The Autobots are knocked out, Torch goes in and Slicer right behind him. Then Raider joins them once all is clear.
Some time goes by and it appears that Slicer has hacked into the Autobot security grid. They are on the move towards a rear entrance to the Communications building. Shadowblade watches as Slicer hacks into the door security lock and his team disappears into the building. Now the hard part begins. The waiting and hope nothing goes wrong.
But it does. After a while, a convoy of Autobots arrives. It appears they are brining some high profile equipment. The Autobots running the convoy are mostly heavily armored and armed gun-trucks.
They immediately notice the lack of security at the front gate. They transform into robot mode and immediately pull security. It becomes apparent that they alerted the Communication Hub, alarms begin to wail, more Autobots rush about. Their security has locked down the facility, soon noise of a firefight can be heard from within the building.
Shadowblade does not know how long it’s been, but suddenly the front door to the communication building burst into flames and smoke. Raider, Slicer, and Torch stumble out. Their bodies heavily damaged, energon pouring from their gaping wounds.
The Autobot guntrucks and the facility security begin to pour weapons fire on them, they stagger from the impact of enemy fire and limp behind and coverage and attempt to return fire. But they are surrounded. Then finally radio silence is broken.
“Shadowblade get out of here! Mission is compromised; I say again mission is compromised! Failed to retrieve targeted data!” Raider said.
Shadowblade refused to obey; he began to target the Autobots, hoping to clear a path for his comrades. The Autobots begin to drop like scrap metal. But as the hopes of his comrades would be able to make a break for it, was finally dashed as more Autobots appear and start spreading out and move towards Shadowblade’s position.
His sniper rifle began taking down more Autobot warriors with precise weapons fire. But there was to many, finally he slings his sniper rifle and draws his proto-assault rifle. He moves about in the abandon building Autobots storm it hoping to find him.
But his quick reflexes he squeezes of control pairs and take down his targets. Through sheer luck and skill he escapes the building with out damage. He happens t look towards his comrades as they fight to the last micron, till Autobot aircraft hovers an lay a heavy curtain of missiles and they deactivated in a fiery oblivion.
Shadowblade feel a part of his spark dies as his only friends are destroyed. The aircraft now turn in his direction. He transforms into a hovercycle and darts of into the dark working through the war torn maze of the city to avoid his pursuers’ and to throw them off his trail.
Tonight a part of Shadowblade has died…now what is left is to return the favor.

Very good job for your fist time out. I’m just curious; what did he do in special ops? I’m asking because it seems that you want him to be a sniper who’s involved in special ops. You’ll need to list his height in meters as well. He’ll also need an Earth mode as well.

Make those few changes and let me know about the Special Ops/Sniper issue and I’ll take another look at him.

I have made the recommended changes. Ready for assignment once the okay is given.

Ravenfett wrote:

Ember wrote:

Ravenfett wrote:Name: Shadowblade
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Special Operations/Sniper
Alt. mode: Cybertron: Hovercycle/ Earth: Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14
Weapons: Proton Assault Rifle (Carbine)/Particle Sniper Rifle
Height: 28-Foot Tall/8.5-Meters
Quote: “I enjoy the recoil of my weapon as it takes an Autobots life.”

Strength: 7

Intelligence: 6

Dexterity: 8

Speed: 7

Endurance: 5

Courage: 6

Firepower: 7

Accuracy: 8

Melee: 6

Tech Skill: 7

Charisma: 3

Rank: Determined by the staff.

Profile: Shadowblade has always worked in the dark world of covert ops for the Decepticons. He was once a social creature till his team was reduced to a scrap heap in a battle against the Autobots. Ever since the loss of his bothers he has grown dark, to the point that other Decepticons tend to keep their distance. The only thing that warms his spark chamber is when an Autobot is taken down through his sniper scope.

Abilities: Shadowblade can transform in a Cybertron Hovercycle and can reach up to speeds of 220 mph; he depends on his speed when in a tight situation. When in close quarters, the Proton Assault Rifle stopping power being relatively low; however the deficiency is made up for in the high rate of fire. The Particle Sniper Rifle is a high precision tool, that can take down it targets from nearly 12 miles away thanks to its high powered holographic scope.

Weaknesses: Shadowblade is a loner and will side with either the strongest or highest bidder when leadership among Decepticons is in question.

Sample Post:

The night is darker than normal on Cybertron, the blackness of the night help conceal a four Decepticon team as it approaches an Autobot Communications Hub.
The four hovercycles approach silently till they are near a cluster of bombed out structures. The four Decepticons transform to robot mode and remain hidden in the shadows.
Shadowblade deploys his Particle Sniper Rifle; using the scope he downloads his targets and makes adjustments to ensure he makes some clean shots.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch prepare to make their approach to the barrier that is protecting the Autobots Communication Hub. Through the scope Shadowblade and see the sensor sweeps and as time passes he sees the pattern of the sensor movement.
Then a brief whisper the plan is reviewed and worked out the last minute changes.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch stealthily cross the battered street and enter the sensor blind spots. Radio silence is now in effect. Shadowblade observes through his holo-scope as his team members make the final approach to the front gate.
They give him the sign, and he squeezes the trigger as on tower sentry is taken down and is partner before they knew what happen. Then he shifts his aim to another tower. The Autobot guards are alerted by the collapse of the comrades across the way. But with raid succession they to are taken out before an alarm is sounded.
Then like they practiced before being deployed on this mission, Raider tosses an EMP grenade into the gate guard shack. The Autobots are knocked out, Torch goes in and Slicer right behind him. Then Raider joins them once all is clear.
Some time goes by and it appears that Slicer has hacked into the Autobot security grid. They are on the move towards a rear entrance to the Communications building. Shadowblade watches as Slicer hacks into the door security lock and his team disappears into the building. Now the hard part begins. The waiting and hope nothing goes wrong.
But it does. After a while, a convoy of Autobots arrives. It appears they are brining some high profile equipment. The Autobots running the convoy are mostly heavily armored and armed gun-trucks.
They immediately notice the lack of security at the front gate. They transform into robot mode and immediately pull security. It becomes apparent that they alerted the Communication Hub, alarms begin to wail, more Autobots rush about. Their security has locked down the facility, soon noise of a firefight can be heard from within the building.
Shadowblade does not know how long it’s been, but suddenly the front door to the communication building burst into flames and smoke. Raider, Slicer, and Torch stumble out. Their bodies heavily damaged, energon pouring from their gaping wounds.
The Autobot guntrucks and the facility security begin to pour weapons fire on them, they stagger from the impact of enemy fire and limp behind and coverage and attempt to return fire. But they are surrounded. Then finally radio silence is broken.
“Shadowblade get out of here! Mission is compromised; I say again mission is compromised! Failed to retrieve targeted data!” Raider said.
Shadowblade refused to obey; he began to target the Autobots, hoping to clear a path for his comrades. The Autobots begin to drop like scrap metal. But as the hopes of his comrades would be able to make a break for it, was finally dashed as more Autobots appear and start spreading out and move towards Shadowblade’s position.
His sniper rifle began taking down more Autobot warriors with precise weapons fire. But there was to many, finally he slings his sniper rifle and draws his proto-assault rifle. He moves about in the abandon building Autobots storm it hoping to find him.
But his quick reflexes he squeezes of control pairs and take down his targets. Through sheer luck and skill he escapes the building with out damage. He happens t look towards his comrades as they fight to the last micron, till Autobot aircraft hovers an lay a heavy curtain of missiles and they deactivated in a fiery oblivion.
Shadowblade feel a part of his spark dies as his only friends are destroyed. The aircraft now turn in his direction. He transforms into a hovercycle and darts of into the dark working through the war torn maze of the city to avoid his pursuers’ and to throw them off his trail.
Tonight a part of Shadowblade has died…now what is left is to return the favor.

Very good job for your fist time out. I’m just curious; what did he do in special ops? I’m asking because it seems that you want him to be a sniper who’s involved in special ops. You’ll need to list his height in meters as well. He’ll also need an Earth mode as well.

Make those few changes and let me know about the Special Ops/Sniper issue and I’ll take another look at him.

I have made the recommended changes. Ready for assignment once the okay is given.

Alright, he can't have two functions, and Special Ops is pretty broad, so let's just have his function be Sniper. Drop the Special Ops and repost him and I'll approve and give him a Rank.

Ultra Magnus
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: City Commander
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Car Carrier
Weapons: Heavy Laser Rifle, Arm-mounted Missile Launchers
Special Abilities: Apex Armor
Height: 36ft / 11.6m
Quote: "Consistency is victory."

Strength: 10
Intelligence: 9
Dexterity: 7
Speed: 6
Endurance: 10
Courage: 9
Firepower: 9
Accuracy: 9
Melee: 10
Tech Skill: 7
Charisma: 9
Rank: 9

Profile: Ultra Magnus is the brother of Optimus Prime. In the waning days of the Golden Age, Optimus was a humble archivist named Optronix, and Magnus was a soldier in the Autobot Security Force. While his brother was following in the footsteps of their maker, the Elder Alpha Trion, Magnus was the prize protégé of Sentinel Prime. He studied strategy and tactics, history, martial arts, and many other subjects at the feet of the Autobot leader. He was a natural; excelling in whatever his mentor chose to teach. There were whispers that Sentinel was grooming Magnus as his successor, but he paid them no heed.

Yet when Sentinel Prime fell to Megatron, it was not Ultra Magnus that was chosen. Optimus Prime became the new leader of the embattled Autobots. While as surprised as anyone else at Optronix’s elevation, Magnus supported his brother completely. He helped bring the Autobot Command around to the new Prime’s side. He performed valiantly at every turn, fulfilling the potential Sentinel Prime had seen in him. While a natural leader, it seemed he was content simply to serve.

The truth was more complicated. When Optimus was selected over him to lead, it was a confirmation of every doubt and fear Magnus had ever had. He was unworthy. Feeling sure he had no business leading, Ultra Magnus dedicated himself to simply being the best soldier in the Autobots. Let Optimus lead; he would see this war won, or die trying.

[From the Datatracks of Optimus Prime, Autobot Supreme Commander] Infinitely reliable, fair, and completely trustworthy, Ultra Magnus is an Autobot to whom I'd not only entrust my own life, but the lives of my soldiers as well. The problem is that while I offer that trust without hesitation, my brother continues to doubt his own abilities. He'd prefer to follow orders and work on a strictly tactical level - which he always does brilliantly, improvising things on the battlefield that the most skilled military planners could only dream of imitating. Magnus is instinctively a better leader than most who've groomed themselves for the role over a lifetime, and everyone who's ever served alongside him knows that...the only problem is convincing him to believe it, too.

Abilities: Magnus has incredible strength, endurance, and intelligence. He is an accomplished soldier, and tactician, not to mention a field commander without equal. He is considered one of the greatest masters of the ancient martial art of Diffusion. Magnus wears a suit of Apex Armor, among the finest ever produced. He is rarely seen without it. This armor is equipped with two missile launchers, each capable of hitting a target at a distance of 10 miles. Additionally, he wields a powerful laser rifle. They are all usable in both modes. In vehicular mode, he consists of two modules. Magnus himself becomes a white tractor unit capable of reaching speeds of nearly 200 miles per hour. His Apex Armor becomes a vehicle transport trailer capable of carrying several mid-sized vehicular Autobots.

Weaknesses: When he doesn't allow his self-doubt to cripple him, Magnus has no known weaknesses. He just needs to learn that those doubts are an indulgence he must sacrifice in order to truly lead.

Sample Post:
It was a beautiful view. Trees, rocks, waters, bird-like animals flying around. It was beautiful. Except for the battle going on.

Ultra Magnus took cover behind a big wall, he was shooting, along with his fellow 'Bots, at a big fortress. Explosions could be heard everywhere, gun fire, screams. It was chaotic. Several mechs were near him. "Smokescreen, shoot at that sniper. Holwstrike, give us cover fire." He quickly turned to a Black mech near him. "How's that thing going 'Strike?."

The black mech, focused on the device he had in his hands, didn't respond at first, but then, he looked at Magnus. "It's done." Ultra Magnus smiled at the engineer, and then looked at the two 'Bots near him. "You heard Blackstrike, let's move. It's time to deal with this now."

The group quickly moved, taking cover behind every wall they could. Debris was flying all over the place. Every time they tried to leave cover, Magnus asked Smokey to launch some smoke to cover them.

After running for a while, the group arrived at an entrance to a cavern near the fortress. There were some 'Cons guarding it, but they quickly dispatched them. When they entered, what they saw was beautiful. The cavern was covered by some kind of crystalized rock, and there were several altars and paints. They walked a little, and arrived at the center of the cave. Magnus looked at Blackstrike.

"I've never seen anything this beautiful in the entire galaxy. All right, give me the bomb." Blackstrike handed Magnus the bomb. He quickly pressed some buttons, followed by a bip sound. "All right, it's armed. Let's get out of here before this explodes." The group quickly left the cave, and ran towards a forest nearby. When they were far enough, the stopped. They waited for a moment, and then, an explosion was heard. "Looks like the mission was a success."

Blackstrike wrote:Ultra Magnus
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: City Commander
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Car Carrier
Weapons: Heavy Laser Rifle, Arm-mounted Missile Launchers
Special Abilities: Apex Armor
Height: 36ft / 11.6m
Quote: "Consistency is victory."

Strength: 10
Intelligence: 9
Dexterity: 7
Speed: 6
Endurance: 10
Courage: 9
Firepower: 9
Accuracy: 9
Melee: 10
Tech Skill: 7
Charisma: 9
Rank: 9

Profile: Ultra Magnus is the brother of Optimus Prime. In the waning days of the Golden Age, Optimus was a humble archivist named Optronix, and Magnus was a soldier in the Autobot Security Force. While his brother was following in the footsteps of their maker, the Elder Alpha Trion, Magnus was the prize protégé of Sentinel Prime. He studied strategy and tactics, history, martial arts, and many other subjects at the feet of the Autobot leader. He was a natural; excelling in whatever his mentor chose to teach. There were whispers that Sentinel was grooming Magnus as his successor, but he paid them no heed.

Yet when Sentinel Prime fell to Megatron, it was not Ultra Magnus that was chosen. Optimus Prime became the new leader of the embattled Autobots. While as surprised as anyone else at Optronix’s elevation, Magnus supported his brother completely. He helped bring the Autobot Command around to the new Prime’s side. He performed valiantly at every turn, fulfilling the potential Sentinel Prime had seen in him. While a natural leader, it seemed he was content simply to serve.

The truth was more complicated. When Optimus was selected over him to lead, it was a confirmation of every doubt and fear Magnus had ever had. He was unworthy. Feeling sure he had no business leading, Ultra Magnus dedicated himself to simply being the best soldier in the Autobots. Let Optimus lead; he would see this war won, or die trying.

[From the Datatracks of Optimus Prime, Autobot Supreme Commander] Infinitely reliable, fair, and completely trustworthy, Ultra Magnus is an Autobot to whom I'd not only entrust my own life, but the lives of my soldiers as well. The problem is that while I offer that trust without hesitation, my brother continues to doubt his own abilities. He'd prefer to follow orders and work on a strictly tactical level - which he always does brilliantly, improvising things on the battlefield that the most skilled military planners could only dream of imitating. Magnus is instinctively a better leader than most who've groomed themselves for the role over a lifetime, and everyone who's ever served alongside him knows that...the only problem is convincing him to believe it, too.

Abilities: Magnus has incredible strength, endurance, and intelligence. He is an accomplished soldier, and tactician, not to mention a field commander without equal. He is considered one of the greatest masters of the ancient martial art of Diffusion. Magnus wears a suit of Apex Armor, among the finest ever produced. He is rarely seen without it. This armor is equipped with two missile launchers, each capable of hitting a target at a distance of 10 miles. Additionally, he wields a powerful laser rifle. They are all usable in both modes. In vehicular mode, he consists of two modules. Magnus himself becomes a white tractor unit capable of reaching speeds of nearly 200 miles per hour. His Apex Armor becomes a vehicle transport trailer capable of carrying several mid-sized vehicular Autobots.

Weaknesses: When he doesn't allow his self-doubt to cripple him, Magnus has no known weaknesses. He just needs to learn that those doubts are an indulgence he must sacrifice in order to truly lead.

Sample Post:
It was a beautiful view. Trees, rocks, waters, bird-like animals flying around. It was beautiful. Except for the battle going on.

Ultra Magnus took cover behind a big wall, he was shooting, along with his fellow 'Bots, at a big fortress. Explosions could be heard everywhere, gun fire, screams. It was chaotic. Several mechs were near him. "Smokescreen, shoot at that sniper. Holwstrike, give us cover fire." He quickly turned to a Black mech near him. "How's that thing going 'Strike?."

The black mech, focused on the device he had in his hands, didn't respond at first, but then, he looked at Magnus. "It's done." Ultra Magnus smiled at the engineer, and then looked at the two 'Bots near him. "You heard Blackstrike, let's move. It's time to deal with this now."

The group quickly moved, taking cover behind every wall they could. Debris was flying all over the place. Every time they tried to leave cover, Magnus asked Smokey to launch some smoke to cover them.

After running for a while, the group arrived at an entrance to a cavern near the fortress. There were some 'Cons guarding it, but they quickly dispatched them. When they entered, what they saw was beautiful. The cavern was covered by some kind of crystalized rock, and there were several altars and paints. They walked a little, and arrived at the center of the cave. Magnus looked at Blackstrike.

"I've never seen anything this beautiful in the entire galaxy. All right, give me the bomb." Blackstrike handed Magnus the bomb. He quickly pressed some buttons, followed by a bip sound. "All right, it's armed. Let's get out of here before this explodes." The group quickly left the cave, and ran towards a forest nearby. When they were far enough, the stopped. They waited for a moment, and then, an explosion was heard. "Looks like the mission was a success."

I'm sorry but the application is denied. Let's see how you handle lower rank characters a while longer before we start speaking about characters like Ultra Magnus.

Wildrider

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Terrorist
Alt. mode: Ferrari 308 GTB
Weapons:
-Scattershot Gun
Special Abilities:
Height: 26 ft.
Quote: "Either you're out of my way or you're out of luck."


Strength: 06
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 09
Speed: 08
Endurance: 06
Courage: 08
Firepower: 07
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 06
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 05
Rank: 05

Profile:
Look out motorists -- he exults in the accidents he causes! Driving recklessly, screaming and laughing.

Some of his Decepticon comrades suspect him of playing insane to enhance his street cred, but those who have come to know him the best realize that it's no act. Wildrider really is as crazy as they come and a very real danger to anything on the road with him. Even his fellow Stunticons are wary of driving anywhere near him.

Abilities:
In car Mode goes up to 250mph with amazing maneuverability. In robot Mode, his scattershot gun sprays laser beams over wide areas.

Weaknesses:
Wildriders is a danger to everybody around him, sometimes, that includes himself. He doesn't care about 'Cons or war or anything, only chaos. This could cause him troubes with other 'Cons.

Also, bullets work fine.

Sample Post:
"Come on, you little fraggers!!Come and face me!!" A grey mech yelled, as he shot at another mech." Why you're like that, Wildrider? What keeps you so energtic?" A Red mech plunged his sword in a 'Bot.

"Well Dead End, I don't think about the Apocalipsis! HAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed as he shot his scattershot gun at another mech. Dead End spoke again. "Maybe that could work, I don't know." He then executed the last 'bot.

"Come Dead End, we must report to Motormaster."

Blackstrike wrote:Wildrider

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Terrorist
Alt. mode: Ferrari 308 GTB
Weapons:
-Scattershot Gun
Special Abilities:
Height: 26 ft.
Quote: "Either you're out of my way or you're out of luck."


Strength: 06
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 09
Speed: 08
Endurance: 06
Courage: 08
Firepower: 07
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 06
Tech Skill: 05
Charisma: 05
Rank: 05

Profile:
Look out motorists -- he exults in the accidents he causes! Driving recklessly, screaming and laughing.

Some of his Decepticon comrades suspect him of playing insane to enhance his street cred, but those who have come to know him the best realize that it's no act. Wildrider really is as crazy as they come and a very real danger to anything on the road with him. Even his fellow Stunticons are wary of driving anywhere near him.

Abilities:
In car Mode goes up to 250mph with amazing maneuverability. In robot Mode, his scattershot gun sprays laser beams over wide areas.

Weaknesses:
Wildriders is a danger to everybody around him, sometimes, that includes himself. He doesn't care about 'Cons or war or anything, only chaos. This could cause him troubes with other 'Cons.

Also, bullets work fine.

Sample Post:
"Come on, you little fraggers!!Come and face me!!" A grey mech yelled, as he shot at another mech." Why you're like that, Wildrider? What keeps you so energtic?" A Red mech plunged his sword in a 'Bot.

"Well Dead End, I don't think about the Apocalipsis! HAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed as he shot his scattershot gun at another mech. Dead End spoke again. "Maybe that could work, I don't know." He then executed the last 'bot.

"Come Dead End, we must report to Motormaster."

Alrighty. Approved start him at the Con base on Earth.

Ember wrote:

Ravenfett wrote:

Ember wrote:

Ravenfett wrote:Name: Shadowblade
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Sniper
Alt. mode: Cybertron: Hovercycle/ Earth: Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14
Weapons: Proton Assault Rifle (Carbine)/Particle Sniper Rifle
Height: 28-Foot Tall/8.5-Meters
Quote: “I enjoy the recoil of my weapon as it takes an Autobots life.”

Strength: 7

Intelligence: 6

Dexterity: 8

Speed: 7

Endurance: 5

Courage: 6

Firepower: 7

Accuracy: 8

Melee: 6

Tech Skill: 7

Charisma: 3

Rank: Determined by the staff.

Profile: Shadowblade has always worked in the dark world of covert ops for the Decepticons. He was once a social creature till his team was reduced to a scrap heap in a battle against the Autobots. Ever since the loss of his bothers he has grown dark, to the point that other Decepticons tend to keep their distance. The only thing that warms his spark chamber is when an Autobot is taken down through his sniper scope.

Abilities: Shadowblade can transform in a Cybertron Hovercycle and can reach up to speeds of 220 mph; he depends on his speed when in a tight situation. When in close quarters, the Proton Assault Rifle stopping power being relatively low; however the deficiency is made up for in the high rate of fire. The Particle Sniper Rifle is a high precision tool, that can take down it targets from nearly 12 miles away thanks to its high powered holographic scope.

Weaknesses: Shadowblade is a loner and will side with either the strongest or highest bidder when leadership among Decepticons is in question.

Sample Post:

The night is darker than normal on Cybertron, the blackness of the night help conceal a four Decepticon team as it approaches an Autobot Communications Hub.
The four hovercycles approach silently till they are near a cluster of bombed out structures. The four Decepticons transform to robot mode and remain hidden in the shadows.
Shadowblade deploys his Particle Sniper Rifle; using the scope he downloads his targets and makes adjustments to ensure he makes some clean shots.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch prepare to make their approach to the barrier that is protecting the Autobots Communication Hub. Through the scope Shadowblade and see the sensor sweeps and as time passes he sees the pattern of the sensor movement.
Then a brief whisper the plan is reviewed and worked out the last minute changes.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch stealthily cross the battered street and enter the sensor blind spots. Radio silence is now in effect. Shadowblade observes through his holo-scope as his team members make the final approach to the front gate.
They give him the sign, and he squeezes the trigger as on tower sentry is taken down and is partner before they knew what happen. Then he shifts his aim to another tower. The Autobot guards are alerted by the collapse of the comrades across the way. But with raid succession they to are taken out before an alarm is sounded.
Then like they practiced before being deployed on this mission, Raider tosses an EMP grenade into the gate guard shack. The Autobots are knocked out, Torch goes in and Slicer right behind him. Then Raider joins them once all is clear.
Some time goes by and it appears that Slicer has hacked into the Autobot security grid. They are on the move towards a rear entrance to the Communications building. Shadowblade watches as Slicer hacks into the door security lock and his team disappears into the building. Now the hard part begins. The waiting and hope nothing goes wrong.
But it does. After a while, a convoy of Autobots arrives. It appears they are brining some high profile equipment. The Autobots running the convoy are mostly heavily armored and armed gun-trucks.
They immediately notice the lack of security at the front gate. They transform into robot mode and immediately pull security. It becomes apparent that they alerted the Communication Hub, alarms begin to wail, more Autobots rush about. Their security has locked down the facility, soon noise of a firefight can be heard from within the building.
Shadowblade does not know how long it’s been, but suddenly the front door to the communication building burst into flames and smoke. Raider, Slicer, and Torch stumble out. Their bodies heavily damaged, energon pouring from their gaping wounds.
The Autobot guntrucks and the facility security begin to pour weapons fire on them, they stagger from the impact of enemy fire and limp behind and coverage and attempt to return fire. But they are surrounded. Then finally radio silence is broken.
“Shadowblade get out of here! Mission is compromised; I say again mission is compromised! Failed to retrieve targeted data!” Raider said.
Shadowblade refused to obey; he began to target the Autobots, hoping to clear a path for his comrades. The Autobots begin to drop like scrap metal. But as the hopes of his comrades would be able to make a break for it, was finally dashed as more Autobots appear and start spreading out and move towards Shadowblade’s position.
His sniper rifle began taking down more Autobot warriors with precise weapons fire. But there was to many, finally he slings his sniper rifle and draws his proto-assault rifle. He moves about in the abandon building Autobots storm it hoping to find him.
But his quick reflexes he squeezes of control pairs and take down his targets. Through sheer luck and skill he escapes the building with out damage. He happens t look towards his comrades as they fight to the last micron, till Autobot aircraft hovers an lay a heavy curtain of missiles and they deactivated in a fiery oblivion.
Shadowblade feel a part of his spark dies as his only friends are destroyed. The aircraft now turn in his direction. He transforms into a hovercycle and darts of into the dark working through the war torn maze of the city to avoid his pursuers’ and to throw them off his trail.
Tonight a part of Shadowblade has died…now what is left is to return the favor.

Very good job for your fist time out. I’m just curious; what did he do in special ops? I’m asking because it seems that you want him to be a sniper who’s involved in special ops. You’ll need to list his height in meters as well. He’ll also need an Earth mode as well.

Make those few changes and let me know about the Special Ops/Sniper issue and I’ll take another look at him.

I have made the recommended changes. Ready for assignment once the okay is given.

Alright, he can't have two functions, and Special Ops is pretty broad, so let's just have his function be Sniper. Drop the Special Ops and repost him and I'll approve and give him a Rank.

Updated function. Thanks.

Ravenfett wrote:

Ravenfett wrote:Name: Shadowblade
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Sniper
Alt. mode: Cybertron: Hovercycle/ Earth: Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14
Weapons: Proton Assault Rifle (Carbine)/Particle Sniper Rifle
Height: 28-Foot Tall/8.5-Meters
Quote: “I enjoy the recoil of my weapon as it takes an Autobots life.”

Strength: 7

Intelligence: 6

Dexterity: 8

Speed: 7

Endurance: 5

Courage: 6

Firepower: 7

Accuracy: 8

Melee: 6

Tech Skill: 7

Charisma: 3

Rank: Determined by the staff.

Profile: Shadowblade has always worked in the dark world of covert ops for the Decepticons. He was once a social creature till his team was reduced to a scrap heap in a battle against the Autobots. Ever since the loss of his bothers he has grown dark, to the point that other Decepticons tend to keep their distance. The only thing that warms his spark chamber is when an Autobot is taken down through his sniper scope.

Abilities: Shadowblade can transform in a Cybertron Hovercycle and can reach up to speeds of 220 mph; he depends on his speed when in a tight situation. When in close quarters, the Proton Assault Rifle stopping power being relatively low; however the deficiency is made up for in the high rate of fire. The Particle Sniper Rifle is a high precision tool, that can take down it targets from nearly 12 miles away thanks to its high powered holographic scope.

Weaknesses: Shadowblade is a loner and will side with either the strongest or highest bidder when leadership among Decepticons is in question.

Sample Post:

The night is darker than normal on Cybertron, the blackness of the night help conceal a four Decepticon team as it approaches an Autobot Communications Hub.
The four hovercycles approach silently till they are near a cluster of bombed out structures. The four Decepticons transform to robot mode and remain hidden in the shadows.
Shadowblade deploys his Particle Sniper Rifle; using the scope he downloads his targets and makes adjustments to ensure he makes some clean shots.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch prepare to make their approach to the barrier that is protecting the Autobots Communication Hub. Through the scope Shadowblade and see the sensor sweeps and as time passes he sees the pattern of the sensor movement.
Then a brief whisper the plan is reviewed and worked out the last minute changes.
Raider, Slicer, and Torch stealthily cross the battered street and enter the sensor blind spots. Radio silence is now in effect. Shadowblade observes through his holo-scope as his team members make the final approach to the front gate.
They give him the sign, and he squeezes the trigger as on tower sentry is taken down and is partner before they knew what happen. Then he shifts his aim to another tower. The Autobot guards are alerted by the collapse of the comrades across the way. But with raid succession they to are taken out before an alarm is sounded.
Then like they practiced before being deployed on this mission, Raider tosses an EMP grenade into the gate guard shack. The Autobots are knocked out, Torch goes in and Slicer right behind him. Then Raider joins them once all is clear.
Some time goes by and it appears that Slicer has hacked into the Autobot security grid. They are on the move towards a rear entrance to the Communications building. Shadowblade watches as Slicer hacks into the door security lock and his team disappears into the building. Now the hard part begins. The waiting and hope nothing goes wrong.
But it does. After a while, a convoy of Autobots arrives. It appears they are brining some high profile equipment. The Autobots running the convoy are mostly heavily armored and armed gun-trucks.
They immediately notice the lack of security at the front gate. They transform into robot mode and immediately pull security. It becomes apparent that they alerted the Communication Hub, alarms begin to wail, more Autobots rush about. Their security has locked down the facility, soon noise of a firefight can be heard from within the building.
Shadowblade does not know how long it’s been, but suddenly the front door to the communication building burst into flames and smoke. Raider, Slicer, and Torch stumble out. Their bodies heavily damaged, energon pouring from their gaping wounds.
The Autobot guntrucks and the facility security begin to pour weapons fire on them, they stagger from the impact of enemy fire and limp behind and coverage and attempt to return fire. But they are surrounded. Then finally radio silence is broken.
“Shadowblade get out of here! Mission is compromised; I say again mission is compromised! Failed to retrieve targeted data!” Raider said.
Shadowblade refused to obey; he began to target the Autobots, hoping to clear a path for his comrades. The Autobots begin to drop like scrap metal. But as the hopes of his comrades would be able to make a break for it, was finally dashed as more Autobots appear and start spreading out and move towards Shadowblade’s position.
His sniper rifle began taking down more Autobot warriors with precise weapons fire. But there was to many, finally he slings his sniper rifle and draws his proto-assault rifle. He moves about in the abandon building Autobots storm it hoping to find him.
But his quick reflexes he squeezes of control pairs and take down his targets. Through sheer luck and skill he escapes the building with out damage. He happens t look towards his comrades as they fight to the last micron, till Autobot aircraft hovers an lay a heavy curtain of missiles and they deactivated in a fiery oblivion.
Shadowblade feel a part of his spark dies as his only friends are destroyed. The aircraft now turn in his direction. He transforms into a hovercycle and darts of into the dark working through the war torn maze of the city to avoid his pursuers’ and to throw them off his trail.
Tonight a part of Shadowblade has died…now what is left is to return the favor.

Updated function. Thanks.

Alrigty. Approved Rank 5. Start him at the Con base on Earth.

OOC: I would like to apply for Jazz, but if you guys think that I'm not ready for him, then I apply for Sludge.


Jazz

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Special Operations Director
Alt. Mode: Porsche 935
Weapons: Shoulder-mounted flame thrower, photon rifle
Height: 28ft / 8.9m
Quote: “Do it with style, or don’t bother doing it!”

STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 9
DEXTERITY: 9
SPEED: 7
ENDURANCE: 7
COURAGE: 9
FIREPOWER: 5
ACCURACY: 9
MELEE: 9
TECH SKILL: 8
CHARISMA: 9
RANK: 8

Profile: Jazz would be cruising down Bourbon Street in New Orleans or be double-parked outside a cellar club in Greenwich Village soaking up the local sounds if he weren't in the middle of a war. He's a confirmed Earthen culture junkie- he can talk fluently about ballet or break-dancing (although he prefers the latter), and he's always on the lookout for more stuff to turn on to. His knowledge of Earthen ways and his easy adaptability to Earthen environments make him the indispensable right-hand man of his commander, Optimus Prime. He's often given the most dangerous assignments, and, with characteristic coolness, usually pulls them off using something out of his seemingly bottomless bag of tricks. He'd rather dazzle you with style than accomplish a mission the easy way.

Abilities: In robot mode, Jazz can use his solar-powered photon rifle with deadly accuracy up to a distance of .9 miles from target, and he can shoot it from virtually any physical position he may be in with equal effectiveness. He can also use a combination of his overhead flame-thrower (maximum range of 250 feet) full-spectrum front grill beacon and 180 dB stereo speakers to create a spectacular, disorienting light and sound show. He has been known to glide for more than 3000 feet using his rearmounted ailerons. His biggest asset is the versatility and cleverness he possesses in using the resources at his disposal.

Holo-matter Avatar: Jazz's avatar appears as a mid 30's caucasian male with dark hair slicked back and a soul patch. Typically his avatar is clothed in casual wear consisting of baggy jeans, some Chuck Taylor kicks, a De la Soul T-shirt and dark sunglasses.

Weaknesses: Although Jazz's firepower and strength are weak relative to that of some of the other Autobots, he more than compensates with his daring and skill. He's prone to be distracted from his primary assignment by Earthen behavior patterns that he finds interesting. This sometimes leads to disastrous consequences.

Sample Post:
"Fast, agile, smart." A mech jumped at another, shooting at him with his weapons. "Those are the skills of a warrior." He quickly activated his Flamethrower, incinerating another mech. Jazz quickly took cover behind a wall, shooting at a 'Con near hm.

Sadly for him, the 'Con took cover and called a few friends. They threw a granade at Jazz, but he quickly avoided it, quickly dashing behind another wall. "You're going to need more than that FRAGGERS!!" He started shooting again, hitting one of them in the faceplate. "Another one down."

He kept shooting, but the 'Cons were hiding very well. He saw to his right, and saw a position from wich he could shoot at the 'Cons easily, and he could get there without them noticing. But then, he saw to his left, and saw a high ground that allowed him to jump at them from behind, and burn them. This way was more dangerous, they could see him, and he could hurt himself in the fall, as several big rocks were near where he would land.

He quickly dashed towards his left, yelling at the same time. "Do it with style, or don’t bother doing it!" He quickly jumped at the roof, the 'Cons shooting at him. He avoided most of them, but he was hit at least two times. He jumped, avoiding the rocks by little, and activated his flamethrower, scorching the 'Cons to the ground. "Easy job." He then walked towards the south, heading towards his objective.
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Name: Sludge
Allegiance: Autobots
Sub-group: Dinobots
Function: Jungle Warrior / Demolitions
Weapon: Laser rifle, Energo sword
Alt. mode: Apatosaurus
Height: 38ft / 11.59m
Quote: "Stomp your enemy, crush him under your feet."

Strength: 09
Intelligence: 04
Dexterity: 03
Speed: 02
Endurance: 09
Courage: 09
Firepower: 06
Accuracy: 03
Melee: 08
Tech Skill: 02
Charisma: 04
Rank: 05

Profile: Since before the war began, Sludge has been a shy, gentle giant of a mech. It was probably the main reason why he never entered the underground gladiatorial arena with the likes of Megatron and Grimlock. Sludge could’ve competed as a gladiator if he had wanted to. Most others thought he should have considering his sheer size and strength. However, it just wasn’t his thing. Sludge wanted to live a quiet life rather then fight other Transformers in pointless contests of violence.

Of course, Sludge’s peaceful existence was shattered once Megatron rose to power and the war began. He joined the Autobots because he disliked the brutality of the Decepticons. His size and strength came in handy when fighting Megatron’s forces. He became the epitome of a shock trooper, making his presence known loud and clear before attacking an enemy with all of his might. The shy, gentle side of Sludge began to disappear more and more as time passed and was replaced with a terrifying force of destruction when provoked. His strength combined with his endurance made him almost unstoppable once he set his mind to something.

As the war raged on with no end in sight, Sludge came to believe that only the strongest should lead and not necessarily the smartest. Thus far, he hadn’t considered any of the Primes he’d fought under to be up to par and thus he grew to dislike authority. He felt that the Autobot leadership was too weak to defeat the Decepticons, but he followed them anyway because he strongly believed in the Autobot cause. It wasn’t until Sludge was approached by Grimlock, that he had finally found a worthy leader with the strength needed to get the job done.

And so Sludge was recruited into the unit that would be called the Dinobots. They didn’t follow the rules like regular Autobots did, and that suited Sludge just fine. As a result, they were able to achieve great victories on the battlefield. In fact, their record was near perfect if it wasn’t for one glaring exception. The Decepticon known as Shockwave had humiliated the Dinobots by destroying their reserve of energon and leaving them with nasty burns.

As a result, the Dinobots sought revenge and followed Shockwave to a planet called Earth, where the Decepticon was conducting experiments. In order to protect themselves from the high energon levels, the Dinobots each picked an Earth creature alt mode so they would be surrounded by a protective covering of synthetic flesh. From the fossil record, Sludge chose an Apatosaurus for it’s similar size to himself and it’s brute strength.

Once on the Earth’s surface, the Dinobots quickly attacked Shockwave but were soon beaten when their flesh coverings were burnt away. The intense energon radiation swiftly overtook Sludge’s systems and he fell into stasis lock. He did not know what had transpired afterwards, only that thousands of years would pass before he and the other Dinobots were discovered by humans and quickly taken to an underground bunker called Area 51. This is where Sludge’s inert form has laid in stasis until now.

Sludge has never been considered to be the smartest of the Autobots nor the fastest. It’s his strength and endurance that he’s mostly known for. He is the largest of the Dinobots but is second strongest only to Grimlock. He doesn’t say much, which reinforces others’ belief that he is stupid. And while he’s no rocket scientist, he’s not an imbecile, either.

Sludge’s gentle side still shows through from time to time when he’s not fighting Decepticons, but not as often as it used to. Deep down, Sludge longs for the day that the war will finally end. Then he’ll be able to let his true self show through the rugged exterior that his Dinobot comrades have only ever known.

Abilities: Sludge’s greatest asset is his unrelenting strength and endurance. He is capable of easily knocking down a bridge or building with a single blow. When in his Apatosaurus alt mode, Sludge is able to shake the ground violently by stomping his feet, causing serious damage to the surrounding area. He is also adept for fighting in water, swamplands, jungle areas and other sludge-like environments. This ability is very useful in thwarting the Decepticons when they attempt to use such landscapes to their advantage. Additionally, his thick armored plating is strong enough to withstand most enemy blasts.

Furthermore, Sludge carries a laser rifle and an energo sword in robot mode. The rifle is capable of firing several rounds per astrosecond, while the sword allows Sludge to cut down his enemies in close quarters combat.

Weaknesses: Sludge’s greatest weakness is his belief that the strongest should always lead and not the smartest. His huge size causes him to be slow moving and not very agile, especially in Apatosaurus mode. As a result of his low speed, Sludge has a tendency to fall victim to the very calamities and destruction that he creates because he can’t get out of the way in time. Also, more often than not, Sludge can be too overconfident in his armored plating and believes that he is invincible. This can lead him to attack a more powerful Decepticon that is capable of penetrating his thick hide and causing serious damage to the Dinobot.

Sample Post:
Outskirts of Iacon.

Sludge was silent all that way back to Iacon. When the Air Raid appeared, he didn't care, he only wanted to be alone. The battle could have gone better, they were superior to the Predacons, but somehow, they lost.

Autobase.

When they arrived, Sludge was silent. He had nothing to say. When Air Raid appeared again, and started talking, he knew that he was going to piss somebody off. And then he saw as Slag transformed and activated his flamethrower. On another ocassion, Sludge himslef would have ripped the Aerialbot's body piece by piece, but not this time.

When Howlstrike approached them, he was about to attack him. He looked at lot like the enemies he just faced. But he saw it was a friend, not an enemy. He followed the rest of the group to the medbay.

Medbay.
Sludge was reparing himself when a door of a nearby CR Chamber flew through the room and crashed agaisnt the wall. He didn't had time to react before Hot Rod stepped out his CR Chamber. He was covered by arcs of electricity and he was shining. Sludge never saw something like that before.

When the light covered all the room, he heard a voice yelling "ARISE RODIMUS PRIME." Then, a bulkier and bigger mech stood where Hot Rod was a astrosecond before.

He heard everybody talking, but he was too shocked to speak. But when the magical question was asked, he couldn't resist. "Me Sludge thinks that Hot Rod here got fraggin crazy. Me thinks that someone slagged you real hard."

Blackstrike wrote:OOC: I would like to apply for Jazz, but if you guys think that I'm not ready for him, then I apply for Sludge.


Jazz

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Special Operations Director
Alt. Mode: Porsche 935
Weapons: Shoulder-mounted flame thrower, photon rifle
Height: 28ft / 8.9m
Quote: “Do it with style, or don’t bother doing it!”

STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 9
DEXTERITY: 9
SPEED: 7
ENDURANCE: 7
COURAGE: 9
FIREPOWER: 5
ACCURACY: 9
MELEE: 9
TECH SKILL: 8
CHARISMA: 9
RANK: 8

Profile: Jazz would be cruising down Bourbon Street in New Orleans or be double-parked outside a cellar club in Greenwich Village soaking up the local sounds if he weren't in the middle of a war. He's a confirmed Earthen culture junkie- he can talk fluently about ballet or break-dancing (although he prefers the latter), and he's always on the lookout for more stuff to turn on to. His knowledge of Earthen ways and his easy adaptability to Earthen environments make him the indispensable right-hand man of his commander, Optimus Prime. He's often given the most dangerous assignments, and, with characteristic coolness, usually pulls them off using something out of his seemingly bottomless bag of tricks. He'd rather dazzle you with style than accomplish a mission the easy way.

Abilities: In robot mode, Jazz can use his solar-powered photon rifle with deadly accuracy up to a distance of .9 miles from target, and he can shoot it from virtually any physical position he may be in with equal effectiveness. He can also use a combination of his overhead flame-thrower (maximum range of 250 feet) full-spectrum front grill beacon and 180 dB stereo speakers to create a spectacular, disorienting light and sound show. He has been known to glide for more than 3000 feet using his rearmounted ailerons. His biggest asset is the versatility and cleverness he possesses in using the resources at his disposal.

Holo-matter Avatar: Jazz's avatar appears as a mid 30's caucasian male with dark hair slicked back and a soul patch. Typically his avatar is clothed in casual wear consisting of baggy jeans, some Chuck Taylor kicks, a De la Soul T-shirt and dark sunglasses.

Weaknesses: Although Jazz's firepower and strength are weak relative to that of some of the other Autobots, he more than compensates with his daring and skill. He's prone to be distracted from his primary assignment by Earthen behavior patterns that he finds interesting. This sometimes leads to disastrous consequences.

Sample Post:
"Fast, agile, smart." A mech jumped at another, shooting at him with his weapons. "Those are the skills of a warrior." He quickly activated his Flamethrower, incinerating another mech. Jazz quickly took cover behind a wall, shooting at a 'Con near hm.

Sadly for him, the 'Con took cover and called a few friends. They threw a granade at Jazz, but he quickly avoided it, quickly dashing behind another wall. "You're going to need more than that FRAGGERS!!" He started shooting again, hitting one of them in the faceplate. "Another one down."

He kept shooting, but the 'Cons were hiding very well. He saw to his right, and saw a position from wich he could shoot at the 'Cons easily, and he could get there without them noticing. But then, he saw to his left, and saw a high ground that allowed him to jump at them from behind, and burn them. This way was more dangerous, they could see him, and he could hurt himself in the fall, as several big rocks were near where he would land.

He quickly dashed towards his left, yelling at the same time. "Do it with style, or don’t bother doing it!" He quickly jumped at the roof, the 'Cons shooting at him. He avoided most of them, but he was hit at least two times. He jumped, avoiding the rocks by little, and activated his flamethrower, scorching the 'Cons to the ground. "Easy job." He then walked towards the south, heading towards his objective.
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Name: Sludge
Allegiance: Autobots
Sub-group: Dinobots
Function: Jungle Warrior / Demolitions
Weapon: Laser rifle, Energo sword
Alt. mode: Apatosaurus
Height: 38ft / 11.59m
Quote: "Stomp your enemy, crush him under your feet."

Strength: 09
Intelligence: 04
Dexterity: 03
Speed: 02
Endurance: 09
Courage: 09
Firepower: 06
Accuracy: 03
Melee: 08
Tech Skill: 02
Charisma: 04
Rank: 05

Profile: Since before the war began, Sludge has been a shy, gentle giant of a mech. It was probably the main reason why he never entered the underground gladiatorial arena with the likes of Megatron and Grimlock. Sludge could’ve competed as a gladiator if he had wanted to. Most others thought he should have considering his sheer size and strength. However, it just wasn’t his thing. Sludge wanted to live a quiet life rather then fight other Transformers in pointless contests of violence.

Of course, Sludge’s peaceful existence was shattered once Megatron rose to power and the war began. He joined the Autobots because he disliked the brutality of the Decepticons. His size and strength came in handy when fighting Megatron’s forces. He became the epitome of a shock trooper, making his presence known loud and clear before attacking an enemy with all of his might. The shy, gentle side of Sludge began to disappear more and more as time passed and was replaced with a terrifying force of destruction when provoked. His strength combined with his endurance made him almost unstoppable once he set his mind to something.

As the war raged on with no end in sight, Sludge came to believe that only the strongest should lead and not necessarily the smartest. Thus far, he hadn’t considered any of the Primes he’d fought under to be up to par and thus he grew to dislike authority. He felt that the Autobot leadership was too weak to defeat the Decepticons, but he followed them anyway because he strongly believed in the Autobot cause. It wasn’t until Sludge was approached by Grimlock, that he had finally found a worthy leader with the strength needed to get the job done.

And so Sludge was recruited into the unit that would be called the Dinobots. They didn’t follow the rules like regular Autobots did, and that suited Sludge just fine. As a result, they were able to achieve great victories on the battlefield. In fact, their record was near perfect if it wasn’t for one glaring exception. The Decepticon known as Shockwave had humiliated the Dinobots by destroying their reserve of energon and leaving them with nasty burns.

As a result, the Dinobots sought revenge and followed Shockwave to a planet called Earth, where the Decepticon was conducting experiments. In order to protect themselves from the high energon levels, the Dinobots each picked an Earth creature alt mode so they would be surrounded by a protective covering of synthetic flesh. From the fossil record, Sludge chose an Apatosaurus for it’s similar size to himself and it’s brute strength.

Once on the Earth’s surface, the Dinobots quickly attacked Shockwave but were soon beaten when their flesh coverings were burnt away. The intense energon radiation swiftly overtook Sludge’s systems and he fell into stasis lock. He did not know what had transpired afterwards, only that thousands of years would pass before he and the other Dinobots were discovered by humans and quickly taken to an underground bunker called Area 51. This is where Sludge’s inert form has laid in stasis until now.

Sludge has never been considered to be the smartest of the Autobots nor the fastest. It’s his strength and endurance that he’s mostly known for. He is the largest of the Dinobots but is second strongest only to Grimlock. He doesn’t say much, which reinforces others’ belief that he is stupid. And while he’s no rocket scientist, he’s not an imbecile, either.

Sludge’s gentle side still shows through from time to time when he’s not fighting Decepticons, but not as often as it used to. Deep down, Sludge longs for the day that the war will finally end. Then he’ll be able to let his true self show through the rugged exterior that his Dinobot comrades have only ever known.

Abilities: Sludge’s greatest asset is his unrelenting strength and endurance. He is capable of easily knocking down a bridge or building with a single blow. When in his Apatosaurus alt mode, Sludge is able to shake the ground violently by stomping his feet, causing serious damage to the surrounding area. He is also adept for fighting in water, swamplands, jungle areas and other sludge-like environments. This ability is very useful in thwarting the Decepticons when they attempt to use such landscapes to their advantage. Additionally, his thick armored plating is strong enough to withstand most enemy blasts.

Furthermore, Sludge carries a laser rifle and an energo sword in robot mode. The rifle is capable of firing several rounds per astrosecond, while the sword allows Sludge to cut down his enemies in close quarters combat.

Weaknesses: Sludge’s greatest weakness is his belief that the strongest should always lead and not the smartest. His huge size causes him to be slow moving and not very agile, especially in Apatosaurus mode. As a result of his low speed, Sludge has a tendency to fall victim to the very calamities and destruction that he creates because he can’t get out of the way in time. Also, more often than not, Sludge can be too overconfident in his armored plating and believes that he is invincible. This can lead him to attack a more powerful Decepticon that is capable of penetrating his thick hide and causing serious damage to the Dinobot.

Sample Post:
Outskirts of Iacon.

Sludge was silent all that way back to Iacon. When the Air Raid appeared, he didn't care, he only wanted to be alone. The battle could have gone better, they were superior to the Predacons, but somehow, they lost.

Autobase.

When they arrived, Sludge was silent. He had nothing to say. When Air Raid appeared again, and started talking, he knew that he was going to piss somebody off. And then he saw as Slag transformed and activated his flamethrower. On another ocassion, Sludge himslef would have ripped the Aerialbot's body piece by piece, but not this time.

When Howlstrike approached them, he was about to attack him. He looked at lot like the enemies he just faced. But he saw it was a friend, not an enemy. He followed the rest of the group to the medbay.

Medbay.
Sludge was reparing himself when a door of a nearby CR Chamber flew through the room and crashed agaisnt the wall. He didn't had time to react before Hot Rod stepped out his CR Chamber. He was covered by arcs of electricity and he was shining. Sludge never saw something like that before.

When the light covered all the room, he heard a voice yelling "ARISE RODIMUS PRIME." Then, a bulkier and bigger mech stood where Hot Rod was a astrosecond before.

He heard everybody talking, but he was too shocked to speak. But when the magical question was asked, he couldn't resist. "Me Sludge thinks that Hot Rod here got fraggin crazy. Me thinks that someone slagged you real hard."

We'll talk about this via PM Blackstrike.