by Rebel Raven » Wed Nov 14, 2007 8:20 pm
Stats for Bugly and octopunch reflect their pretender enabled forms. I can play a less capable/armed version of each if they don't get their shells yet.
Name: Bugly
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Strategist/Pretender
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Hover jet/Humanoid insect shell
Weapons: Robot: 2x photon rifles Shell: Can use the robot mode's photon rifles, 1x blade arm, 2x electro-stingers
Special Abilities: Circuit-su
Height: 28ft/8.54m robot mode, 33ft/10.0584m Shell
Quote: 'The greatest power is the power to control.'
STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 9
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 6
ENDURANCE: 7
COURAGE: 8
FIREPOWER: 7
ACCURACY: 9
MELEE: 9
TECH SKILL: 6
CHARISMA: 7
RANK: 7
Profile: A born leader, or at least he'd like to think so (And wants to -make- others think so!), he lives to control others, and his role as Strategist puts him in a perfect position for it.
Not only does he enjoy his position as strategist, he's thoroughly good at it planning for virtually everything, and adapt to the rare instances when the unplanned happens. What he might lack in some combat fields he can more than make up with his near mastermind intellect both in planning and in practice.
As if he were not dangerous enough, his pretender shell can be controlled remotely allowing him to nearly double his potential by being virtually in 2 places at once.
He is intense, mystical, and cruel.
The Mystic nature likely hails from his practice of Circuit-su which allows him to tap into the all-spark and project devastating energy bolts, as well as efficiently fight in hand to hand or with his shell's blade.
The practice of Circuit-su leads him to believe that by using more and more power through training that he leaves less and less for others in that all the energy of transformer kind come from a single source thus he trains tirelessly to harness all the power he can.
Not only does he cultivate his physical prowess, but he attempts to cultivate his mental abilities, often at the expense of others, all in the name of controlling others
Abilities: He's capable of subsonic speeds in flight, but what he lacks in flying speed, he makes up for in pinpoint maneuverability.
His jet mode is equipped with turbo-boosters that can propel him forward with great acceleration.
For long range weapons he is equipped with a pair of photon rifles that either his shell or his robot can use.
Other than his rifles the only other ranged weapon he has is his own Circuit-su bolts.
His shell is equipped with a pair of electrically charged stingers that can paralyze on contact, and a large sword like blade replacing a hand which he uses to rend apart his foes.
Like all pretenders he can control his shell remotely.
Weaknesses: He lacks variety in terms of weapons and his alt mode uses both photon rifles leaving his shell reliant on built in weaponry.
While he is a brilliant strategist, and excellent warrior he is not opposed to abandoning comrades if they slow him down. Especially in retreat in the face of bad odds.
His nearly all consuming desire to control others tends to leave him with few to no "friends" but he is capable of working with others as illustrated in other continuities.
Sample Post:
The war rages around a lone Autobot that flees for his life. Disarmed, wounded, just barely able to run for his life. He's panicked and scared as someone comes after him.
He looks behind and sees his pursuer. A lone robot. A Decepticon. His name is Bugly.
The Autobot urns and faces his foe holding a gaping wound on his bad arm. "Stay back! I'm not afraid of you you overgrown scrap metal!"
A soft, low laugh comes from Bugly's vocal processors. "You should be. You will be." he walks forward wearing a cruel smile. He holds his hands in front of his chest, and illuminates the alleyway as he starts creating electrical arcs between his fingers, relishing the look of fear on his prey.
The Autobot could feel the air ionize as light danced across his optics, giving him a chill right to the frame as he backed away. "No.. NO! Stay back!! Stay B-" he's cut off as he backs into something. It wasn't flat like a wall. Turning around he sees a horrifying quasi-organic insect monster staring hard into his eyes paralyzing the Autobot with sheer terror. The stinger mandibles wriggle as Bugly's shell goes to work.
"I love it when a plan comes together." Bugly grins, watching his quasi-minion of a shell works.
The entire battlefield is filled with a chilling series of screams that came close to causing every unit to stop in their tracks.
What ever was happening to the screaming bot, neither side wanted any part of. The screams were numerous, and lasted. There was no merciful cut off.
Name: Octopunch
Allegiance: Decepticon Pretenders
Function: Salvage
Alt. mode: "Crab"/Deep sea diver monster
Weapons: Acetylene gun, Harpoon gun, Trident, 4 tentacles, crab claws
Special Abilities: Decepticon Flight module
Height: 27 ft/8.2296m Robot, 33ft/10.0584m Shell
Quote: 'Anything that can sink is worth sinking.'
STRENGTH: 8
INTELLIGENCE: 5
DEXTERITY: 9
SPEED: 1
ENDURANCE: 9
COURAGE: 8
FIREPOWER: 5
ACCURACY: 7
MELEE: 9
TECH SKILL: 6
CHARISMA: 6
RANK: 6
Profile:
A fearsome warrior above and below the waves, he is extremely dangerous to the enemies who cross his path, and more so to those who threaten his treasure stash!
He is indeed a greedy scavenger who spends most of his time at the bottom of the Rust sea taking anything of value mostly for himself.
As tough as he was before the new pretender technology, he's even stronger now with his shell.
His shell often wears the diving helmet which obscures the appearance of his face though frightening teeth are always visible. Those teeth are only a hint at the nightmare of a face that is hidden behind the darkened lens.
Abilities: His speed is limited, less than 20 mph on his own, even with his expert swimming. He can use his flight module to achieve the typical 100 mph as all Decepticons can, but it's effectiveness is diminished or useless under liquid.
He has the strength to wrestle a whale to a stand still and smash holes in submarines and ships let alone combat most Autobots, and this fact is compounded by his shell's 4 tentacles that extend from the shoulders of his shell, and the 8 limbs of the robot's attack mode that make up the legs of his alt mode.
Those tentacles, and extra limbs can stick to any surface and rip apart steel.
Further adding to the danger his shell possesses is a wicked, razor sharp trident which he delights in running Autobots through with. The trident can fire energy to cause harm to a foe.
The crab like alt mode is further equipped with a pair of large armor rending claws.
His ranged weapons consist of an acetylene torch gun which fires a high heat beam for close range combat in robot mode and alt mode, and his shell has a harpoon gun which fires razor sharp electrified harpoons which can momentarily short-circuit foes. In a pinch he can use the harpoon gun as a makeshift melee weapon.
Equipped with Deep sea radar, and depth gauges he is well capable of setting ambushes for the sea faring Autobots, taking advantage of any natural camouflage that he can get.
As with all pretenders his shell can be controlled remotely making him a doubly threatening foe.
He doesn't have any real mental hang-ups, or physical problems, and is actually pretty competent. Especially compared to many of the other sea faring Decepticons.
Weaknesses: He has some speed issues, having no fast mode of transport on his own, basically walking/swimming everywhere unless he can catch a ride on someone, or can fly.
His weapons are suited only for melee, close, and mid range.
Sample Post:
"Ah, there she is.. I thought she'd be here.." he says to himself as he walks on the floor of the rust sea towards an object. "I knew it dropped here. That Autobot abandoned it so readily in the face of our might, and now it's mine, all mine!!" He grins with garish teeth that are the only thing visible through the lens of his diving helmet. He didn't really need the helmet, mind you, but he enjoys it being there. Added armor, and some psychological effect. And his shell never needed taste rust. Nasty stuff, that is.
<<OCTOPUNCH! We're mounting a retaliatory strike, and you are one of the units that took minimal damage. Report to the harbor immediately!>> he received the transmission even under all this rust particulate.
He was in the middle of reaching for his coveted prize, then growls idly. <<Acknowledged. On my way.>>
That hurt, boss, that really hurt. Another time, my pretty. He thought to himself as he starts swimming for the harbor leaving behind his metallic mystery prize for the time being.
Name: Wind Saber
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Tactical striker
Alt. mode: VTOL Fighter craft with forward swept wings. Dark purple on cream coloration with red stripes for decoration.
Weapons: Seeker Laser Canons, 2x optic laser system, 2x triple barrel pin missile launcher, 2x Beam rotors, 2x energon swords,
Special Abilities:
Height: 30 ft = 9,1 m
Quote: 'You've crossed the wrong person, darlink.'
STRENGTH: 4
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 6
FIREPOWER: 8
ACCURACY: 6
MELEE: 7
TECH SKILL: 5
CHARISMA: 5
RANK: Given by RPG moderators.
Profile:
She hails from a once influential and powerful line that lost their power in the first sparks of the war as brash, young Autobots figured her home made a strong tactical position, and took it over after a fire fight in which her older sibling was killed, and she were subdued. They didn't seem to care about much, only that her home happened to be on the Decepticon's territory and they said it felt like a good position.
Wind Saber never questioned them, never cared why they picked her place, all she cared about was that they destroyed her life as they stormed the place killing the defenders and drew fire. It all happened so fast.
Due to that, her home burned, and now she seeks to regain her power and revenge through the war, clever positioning, and over a pile of Autobot corpses.
This makes her fairly ambitious. The more power she gains, the more bodies she can pile up, directly or not.
On the outside her somewhat noble upbringing remain as she carries herself proudly, and was brought up with a firm grasp of military tactics, combat, and has leadership training as that tended to be the regimen of Decepticons of higher upbringing.
She can be fairly diplomatic, and manipulative as she seeks to get into the higher ranks, and positions of power.
She can be fairly dramatic, and has been known to have moments of an honorable attitude, though the latter is very fleeting, and is really only strongest in scenarios of personal combat. She has some problems with killing neutrals and empties, finding the act a "Disgusting waste of time, Darlink" if you want to call that honor.
On the inside she's bitter, angry, vindictive, vengeful, and a whole lot of unpleasantness, conniving, hardened and trying to dispose of the last remnants of her honor feeling that such a thing has no place in the war, but not wholly evil, only dedicated to her cause while only helping the Decepticons as their goals will hopefully coincide with hers.
She grew up spoiled, and when things don't go her way she has an explosive temper.
But inside and out she is a capable warfare unit.
One day she hopes to regain her holdings and resume a decadent lifestyle surrounded by beauty, opulence, and servants. That's her major goal, though as time passed in the war she sees that dream becoming less and less likely. Cybertron is going to ruin due to the war, resources run lower, and lower. A lifestyle of Opulence seems to be farther and farther away.
That just leaves her desire for vengeance. Not much would ever get in the way of that.
It won't bring her brother back, but it'll make her feel much better.
The extent she'll go to to meet her goals are unknown.
Her outward appearance is very feminine, almost passing for a giant human with appealing curves, pleasing face which she can cover with a transparent light blue mask and usually does, and instead of being a cone head the nose cone folds back similar to long hair.
Abilities:
She's capable of high altitude flight, and orbit if she really wanted, but she cannot break the hold of Cybertron's gravity well going as far as the moons.
She has long range capability flying for 24 cycles in the atmosphere without refueling. She can travel almost infinitely in orbit using minimal power to maintain the orbit.
Her high performance engines are stall resistant, though she can stall. Even if they do stall, she's capable of using her wing rotors to keep her moving.
Her VTOL rotors are embedded in her wings,and can raise above and below the wing's surface, and/or articulate to a small extent.
The Rotors have an unusual side effect of giving the ability to glide with near silence using her beam rotor's spin coupled with her wings carrying her for varying distances depending on her height in the atmosphere. Further the rotors remain useful in robot mode allowing her to move with considerable agility in either robot or alt form.
Her energon rotors not only offer her VTOL, emergency engines and gliding ability, but are capable of being used as melee weapons extending past her wings and rotating in a buzz-saw like manner capable of clipping wings, and cleaving armor without hindering her flight ability for hit and run tactics.
She's capable of launching the energy part of her rotors as armor rending cutting discs at high speeds partly using her own momentum and the launcher to achieve this, and the blades are disposable as she can recreate the energon rotors after deploying them.
The only draw back would be a fairly slow rate of fire and the drain on her energy supply from regenerating them.
She has considerable agility due to a well designed hull, and the Energon rotors in her wings. She's also a skilled aerial combatant.
Her laser cannons are on par with other Seekers, but they are supplemented with potent sustained beam optic lasers which can be rerouted to emitters on the nose cone of her alt mode.
The optic beams are capable of melting armor, and striking with pinpoint accuracy.
The optic laser focusing lenses allow her to see clearly for long distances similar to looking through binoculars.
She carries a pair of energon swords, and is fairly capable with those blades. Their positioning while stored allows her to use them as blades in her alt mode like the talons of a bird of prey making her even more deadly at close range.
Embedded into each forearm is a triple barrel pin missile launcher which fires several thin swarming missiles in rapid fire that can detonate on proximity or impact in either a small explosion, or by firing off a copper slug designed to pierce armor in similar fashion to a cruise missile. These aren't very accurate but they are fast.
Singularly they are painful even against heavy armor which they're designed to defeat, but not deadly, rather they are best used in flurries for that deadly potential.
She carries extra clips in her armor.
She is a well trained soldier capable of adapting to many facets of warfare.
She's a strong tactician as well as a strong combatant which makes her a fierce unit on almost any battlefield, and a capable advisor. Possibly a leader.
Weaknesses: She has some issues with her temper, and this can get her in over her head with her average durability, and low strength.
She tends to hold grudges, and if they get strong enough she can be blinded to other things, and even create an imagined rivalry, but she does not do this lightly.
Her explosive temper is figurative and literal. She will sometimes shoot, or stab people who give her sufficient grief regardless of alliance. And she does this without remorse. Rank is what saves a lot of bots from pain. That and it takes time and resources to repair the people she mauls.
On the topic of explosives, her missile launchers have finite amounts of ammunition.
Her energon rotors are demanding energetically when replaced many times.
Her vanity has brought her to having a very feminine robot form at the cost of some armor.
She can become fairly arrogant, and stubborn at times.
Despite her brilliance, her technological knowledge is low and reserved to herself, and her needs.
Sometimes she'll stop to laugh at a particularly unfortunate unit. Sometimes a Decepticon, but mostly Autobots.
Sample Post:
After a failed assault a squadron of flyers returns to their base, some being carried, most if not all damaged heavily.
Wind Saber hauls in one of them, then unceremoniously drop him on the ground, frowning at him as he protests.
Their commander enters the bay with medics flanking him. "What happened?! My orders were clear, my tactics precise! Who is responsible for this?!"
"Wind saber!" blurts out the unit she dropped who was also the flyer placed in command of the unit after some delegation. "It was all her fault!"
Wind saber replies promptly by stabbing her ex-passenger with her sword, then twisting the blade. "WHAT was that, darlink?!" She says angrily with a rich European accent. She twists her sword again to the chorus of screams. She doesn't show much mercy, just enough to not kill the back stabber outright.
"All right! It was me! I ordered a raid on a smaller Autobot outpost, and we took more damage than I thought!!" He goes into stasis lock soon after his confession.
Their commander rubs his face at the sight before him. "Next time I'll make sure someone competent leads the next assault force." He motions for the Paradron medics to get to work helping the wounded.
"I would look forward to being that competent someone, Commandant." She seemed the least banged up of the units and her medic had sent her to the CR chamber at her leisure.
He looks her over. "I'll consider that. Get repairs, I have another air strike to prepare."
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Rebel Raven on Sat Nov 17, 2007 2:26 am, edited 1 time in total.
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