The Energon Pub

DecepticonStinger wrote:Well, hello ^^ I'm a bit new to this, so I tried to write two different character-profiles. I don't know which one I should use (or if they would fit here) so I will post them both and hope that they went out good ^^' (and I am not so sure about this... .)

Coldfire

Name: Codlfire (former PileGrace)
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Spy, Warrior and Huntress
Alt. mode: B-2 Spirit
Weapons:
Primary Weapon: two assassination wave-blades, hidden in the utter sides of her arms
Secondary Weapon: “Freeze-Fire” Cannon
Special Abilities: Radar (-2); using her charming look and personality to win or avoid a fight (Nontypical offensive and defensive abilities) (-6)
Height: 8,77m – 28,7729659 feet
Quote: “You cannot win with strength alone.” – personal Quote > “Do you like what you see?”

STRENGTH: 04
INTELLIGENCE: 05
DEXTERITY: 07
SPEED: 07
ENDURANCE: 05
COURAGE: 05
FIREPOWER: 05
ACCURACY: 05
MELEE: 09
TECH SKILL: 03
CHARISMA: 07
RANK: Assigned by RPG moderators.


Profile:

Story

Before Coldfire became Decepticon, she was an Autobot Feme known as PileGrace. She was born with a rusty, ugly body. Ashamed of it, she tried to avoid the male Cybertronian everywhere. Learning alongside others was a real pain for her. Some of the other, more beautiful Fembots were laughing about her pitiful construction, which she had to call her body. With no one to rely on she began to break appart in spirit.

When the war reigned over Cybertron, she first was on the side of the Autobots. While fighting against a troup of Decepticons together with some of her Fem-Bot classmates, she got heavily damaged, but yet still wasn’t offline. Her comrades leaved her behind, shoting: “We’ve got no time for this! Leave her or we will end like her.” The Decepticons haven’t recognized her still intact spark, but she had heard every word. The pain was great, but her hate was even stronger.
After three cycles another Decepticon appeared and found her. Her hatred was strong and she only wished to get revenge on them for leaving her behind. She wanted to become Decepticon. She wanted to fight as one, die as one and kill for them, so the Decepticon took her to their basement on Cybertron. There she got inspected by a Decepticon named Shockwave, who said that her body was to damaged then he could repair it into it’s old form. But it was not important. She wanted to fight. Wanted to get her revenge on those Fembots, so she let him build up her old body with many new parts… .

After her reaktivation, she first was not sure what her new body would look like or what she had become. All what Shockwave answered to her was, that he used a picture, that he found in her databank and that she now would be able to fly. PileGrace leaved the basement to go and take her revenge first, before she gets to her new duties. She searched all areas of Cybertron and trained herself in her new flying alternative mode. After a Mega-cycle passed she found the Fembots, which left her behind on the battlefield. They don’t recognized her first untli she revealed herself and crushed them into scrap metal. Inflamed with rage, without any pitty. It was a real gift for her, a pleasure, when she saw their sparks fading away. After some Kliks of watching their discharging bodies, she returned to the basement of the Decepticons. Acording to what Shockwave had told her, Megatron had left Cybertron with his army to give chaze after Optimus Prime. When he tried to say her old name, she stopped his speaking and said that she wanted a new name, that would suit her better. Something that won’t remind her of her old self. Shockwave brought her to a reflecting wall, that showed her mirror image. She could not believe what she saw. Now she understood why the Fembots haven’t recognized her first. She looked totally different from her former self. It was a body, she ever dreamed of. She was beautiful without words. She couldn’t believe it, but she was overjoyed. And then a name crossed her mind. The differences between her new self and her former one, it was like Ice and Fire. Coldfire… .

After some time passed and she habituates her new body, Coldfire started to work as a spy for Shockwave. Loyal to every of his words, she helped him in every way she could. When the spacebridge was build, he sended her down to earth unknown from the enemy and less mentioned to the Decepticons. She got the order to spy at the situations on earth, the search for new energy resources and the technical and militarical advancing of the earth population.

And now she finally got the sign to leave the shadows and to take place in the army on earth. Now she will be treated like any other soldier.

Personality

Coldfire is a gorgeous women, who knows what she wants. She wouldn’t hesitate to say what she’s thinking or to handle things her way. If there is an opportunity, then she will take it. Out of the most female Transformers, Coldfire is a strait thinker. If something is in her way, then it’s going to be sliced, freezed or burned to scrap.

She has a very cold and amused thinking about death, what surely is a leftover from her past. She doesn’t care if someone dies, as long it is not herself. Coldfire shows no mercy or pity for the enemy, especially not for womens.

Unlike other Decepticons, Coldfire has a real joyfull behavior. She loves to teases her comrades. Because she can’t decide which Decepticon would be her most favourite of all, she likes to test them, by playing harmless jokes or watching them.

Coldfire likes to be around men as much as she hates other womens (no matter if Transformer or human). Shockwave is the one she respected the most of all Decepticons. Strong men in strength equal like in willpower and determination are her favourites, but she also likes some sense of humor, too. What Coldfire dislikes are weaklings and males, who try to treat her like some ordinary girl.


Abilities:

Her body may look really heavy in robot mode, because of the wings that sit on her shoulders like a gigantic coat, but it’s all light materials so she can move and attack faster. She can reach a speed of mach 1 to mach 1.9 and is fast and really silent while in robot mode. Sneaking and spying are some of her special abilities, which she improved while working for Shockwave on Cybertron.


Coldfire is a good near combat fighter, even with less strength then other Decepticons. She uses her blades like suprisingly outcoming weapons, which aren’t easy to spot at first view. Able to throw this blade like boomrangs or to use them like sharp forceps makes her moves really unexpecting. Coldfire uses her fast moves for difficult movements, which looks more like a kind of dance then real combat attacks.


Coldfire also uses a pair of “Freeze-Fire” cannons. She can modify her ammunition into Ice or Fire. The bullets and rockets will get covered in the explained elements and get their abilities. Covered in Ice, they can freeze foes by contact (normal bullets) or turning an specific area in a diameter of 1 km into ice (rockets). Covered in fire, they can burn themselves through strong walls (normal bullets) or engulf an entire area of 1 km diameter with a flaming inferno (rockets). Most time she uses the normal bullets for combat and the rockets only for taking an adventage while escaping.


This Decepticon Feme got herself a B-2 Spirit as alternative Mode. While flying in this Mode, she don’t struggles against the wind. She uses the wind. Gliding over it and don’t speed up against it. Since she was spying on the earth people, she learned to use their surrounding nature for herself.


Coldfire has a really charming nature. Since her old body was gone forever, she now could live like she really was. Coldfire loves to use her female assets to avoid or win a fight more easier, but also just to see who would be strong enough to withstand it.


Coldfire is a loyal Decepticon, even if she sometimes don’t seems that way. Her hatred for the Autobot fraction is still burning, even after her revenge. That’s make her loyal to her fraction, but more loyal to Shockwave, who rebuilted her body, no matter how hard she would get treatened in the army.

Weaknesses:

Coldfire hates Fembots. Her hatred can somehow be a cause of problems. She hates to get insulted by other girls or even to get reminded on her time as PileGrace, if someone would recognize her.

She suffered long and no one seemed to care about it. All the pain. All the suffering is encaged in the name PileGrace. She hates that name. She hates to think or hear of it. She tried to forget it all. If someone would remind her of this, she would try to shut him or her up by slicing his head off.

She's not very strong and sometimes her strait way of thinking can get her into much trouble. And even her charming perosnality could not help her much then.

Sample Post:


She stand on the debris of the houses. Covered in the upcoming streams of reek. “So? You’re still wandering around the sideways of Cybertron, trying to show your stuff to the Decepticons, do you?” The three Fembots raised their weapons up. One comes closer and shouted at her. “Who do you think you are, lady?! Some kind of sweet doll for Megatron and his rust heads?” “You… .”, she answered with questions, “You don’t remember me? You don’t remember the body you have ashamed with joy?! The body you have left behind to rescue your own?! How dare you!!” PileGraze jumps out of the smoke. A Feme approached the three ladies with grace beyond words. Black and grey metal with the fading gleam of dark violet. A wonderful thin body with a wing coat on her shoulders. Two long, steel-like whipes rushing down her back, from the head to the hip. The red optics are starring at them with anger. “You dare to forget me?! But I never forgotten what you have done to me! What suffering I had to sustain… . You have no idea!” , a fainted smile crossed her lips, “But soon… . Soon you will… .” The leader of the three womens got scared and backed off. “You… you’re.…!” But before she could end her sentence, a bullet slashed through her chest and she felt down. PileGrace comes forward and stood her feet on her head. “You…left me… . They…rebuilt me… . And now…I will destroy you… .”



Raybolt

Name: Raybolt
Allegiance: Autobots
Function: former communication assistent
Alt. mode: Jaguar XKR –colouring red
Weapons:
Primary Weapon: simple laser gun
Secondary Weapon: sound- and air - wave impacts sent out over the antennaes at the audio-sensores
Special Abilities: Low fuel consumption (-4) ; Above average sensory – audio (he can hear “sparks sing” (don’t know where to put this in)) (-7)
Height: 25 feet – 7,62m
Quote: “Be friendly and you luck will be on your side."

STRENGTH: 03
INTELLIGENCE: 05
DEXTERITY: 05
SPEED: 09
ENDURANCE: 08
COURAGE: 03
FIREPOWER: 05
ACCURACY: 07
MELEE: 02
TECH SKILL: 06
CHARISMA: 06 (but very shy)
RANK: Assigned by RPG moderators.


Profile:

Raybolt is a very young Bot on the go, but only how he remembers it. Because of an attack by Decepticon Forces his headprozessor got really bad damaged. To rescue him, some Autobots repaired him and had given Raybolt a new one, which contains the remaining data’s of the destroyed one. That’s why most of his memories are gone forever. And this is, how everything was happening.

2 Meta-Cycles before war engulfed Cybertron completely, Raybolt was working as mere communication assistant in the communication central of cybertron. Showing great potential and interests in mashines and audio-signations, he got quite a lot of experience at using sound waves for finding stuff. First it was only some kind of hobby to this Protoform, but with time passing and conflicts raging, he kinda used it for fleeing and hiding from the enemy.

When the war was at his top on Cybertron, Raybolt and one of his comrades were trying to find Prime. They went through the underground of Cybertron, to prevent to get spotted by Decepticons. But a little group of them catched up with the two and hunted them down to Tyger Pax. Raybolt’s friend was shot, when they tried to flee out of the underground. Raybolt escaped successfully from the chazing Decepticon group.

Fear dragged him down, so Raybolt hides for a long time, using his special ability to avoid nearby Decepticon squads. But someday his luck ended. Decepticons spotted him wandering around an empty bridgeway. They attacked without warning and he got a shot right through the left side of his head, making him fall down the bridge into a mountain of rubble. He thought it was his end and lost conscious. But a little group of Autobots found him and brought his damaged body to their hideout. It tooks them one Mega-cycle to repair his broken parts and another one for him to awake again. Because of the major damage of his headprozessor, he lost most of his memories and not even knows what kind of fraction he was in or what a fraction was. After another attack of the Decepticon, he was again the only survivor and got trapped in a sideway. With the Decepticons drawing near and their laugher in his audio-sensores, he started to drown in his own fear. At the one moment, when one of the Decepticon soldiers stand right in front of him, his fear was so strong, that it activated some kind of weapon in his head. Raybolt’s optics turned bright white and some kind of screeching sound wave crumbles over the air. The wave gathered in the sideway and in one astrosecond, the waves clashed out in front of them like an impact and smashed them over the street. Raybolt himself got a blackout. Not understanding what really had happened right now, he just took the opertunity and stoles a laser gun from one of the Decepticon and apologized to them.

After escaping again he saw the Arc-19 leaving Cybertron and another ship following it. Something in his sparks gives him the feeling to give chaze to the two shuttles. Raybolt searched the area around the start platforms of the Arc-19 and found another, smaller space-ship. With little hasitation he entered it and tried to activate it and he successed. The ship followed them into the wormhole but was released near the planet Uranus. The travel was rough so the little guy lost conscious. With the little speed he got closer to Earth and ended up crashing southwest of the Cibola National Forest, east of Gutierrezville. After awakening inside his shuttle, Raybolt crawls out of it and began to investigate the whole strange area around him. Every step with fear of being spotted by the Decepticons, but with the hope to meet other Autobots as well.

Personality

Raybolt is a very shy, nice and gentle Transformer and a hard worker. He tries his best to overcome his timid nature. Because of this shyness, he doesn’t open up to others quick, but if he knows that he can trust a person, he would do everything for to help him or her. But this also goes for the enemy. Raybolt doesn’t understand why Autobots and Decepticons must be at war. For him they are all Cybertronian people. He see’s no difference between the two fractions, what makes him to trustful to the enemy.

Raybolt lost much of his older memories. He doesn’t even knows where he lived before working at the communication central. But he still knows a lot about mashines, sound- and radiowaves. His inquistiveness in this categories is of good help for him.

He may not talk much, but he can listen to others even better. He likes to hear stories from others so he could remember what Cybertron was before war. Not knowing anything about his homeland, he really is ashamed of it.

Raybolt is a very nice and gentle Autobot. He knows how to adress older Cybertronian and what he should do and what not. He also apologizes often. Even if he knocks off a Decepticon attacker, he would apologize for hurting him. It’s something he can’t give up. He likes to be that way. It makes him feel better.

Abilities:

Raybolt isn’t usually using his laser gun much often, but is really skilled in attacking from greater distance. Even with such a little and not very strong fire-weapon, he can do some real strong damages. With his provident thinking, he tries to avoid using much energy and ammunition.

Another weapon is somehow bound to his feelings. It’s a device in his head that is connected with his audio-sensores. It activates when Raybolt’s emotions are reaching a high level. The young Bot don’t know where it comes from or how it exactly works, though. The first time it was activated, when Raybolt was cornered in the Sideway by a Decepticon troup. When it begans to work, it drags the air toward the users body. The air twirls around the antennaes, what looks like it would heat up, and create a large amoung of metalic screeches, that let glassware break in great ranges. After the soundwaves are reaching a high frequenze, the air gots send out like a strong impact and drives everything in it’s reach away. The cruising radius is not much far from the user away (about 15m), but the power of the impact is strong (like 10,8 to 18,2 tons)

Raybolt is a fast Autobot. For him, retreat is one of the most options in war, so he knows how to get away from the enemy. But he can put his speed to another use, too. He can follow even the most fast foes without losing sight of them. In his alternative Mode, Raybolt can reach speeds from 300 mph to 500 mph. He can drive nearly 3 weeks without getting tanked.

Another ability is his strong endurance. Raybolt’s way of surviving much dangerous situations would be called “more luck then judgement” in human ways. He tries to avoid much danger and then trips in it without warning, but somehow got out of it luckily. He also can withstand much damaging and tortures. Even if the pain is really strong. Raybolt bears lots of willpower, which gives him the strength to overcome all the terror around him.

Before war he worked as an assistant of communication at the communication central of Cybertron. There he got his interest in sound waves and first got the experience of hearing “sparks sing”. The Cybertronians that worked with him were all inspired by his appreciable work and gentle nature. He tried hard to accomplish difficult tasks and doing a good job, by thinking logical and finding answers in his surroundings, not only in existing data-files. His interests in great mashines and sounds let him become a weird mix of a mechanic. He loved to build useless stuff, that just played or created sounds, but doesn’t do anything else.

While working in the central, Raybolt began to hear strange melodies from all around him. The first time he thought that he would imagened it, but when it started to show off everytime, he finally belived that this sounds were real. Without knowing what this could be, he investigated them and found out, that they were coming from sparks. He does not know why sparks make such sounds or why he seems to be the only one hearing it, so he gave up on searching for answers to his many questions, because his work would have suffered of it. The only things he knowed till this point was, that the sounds are somehow connected to the feeling of one Cybertronian. So he began to cataloguize the different melodies into three primary and two secondary parts, so he could tell them appart. The primary categories are “good”, “impartial” and “evil”. The secondary categories are “light” and “dark”. He began to understand, that the sounds he heared were somehow bound to their emotions. Raybolt was able to describe the feeling of another one, by listening to the melody that surrounds his spark. He used that ability to avoid Decepticon troups on Cybertron, while he was on his escape.

Weaknesses:

Raybolt is very shy toward new people. His somewhat timid nature makes it difficult for him to do what he really wants to: -helping others-. Because of his timidity, he easy got scared and he has no trust in things he don’t know. He even makes many simple failures at his work, but tries to overcome it.

Raybolt is a very gentle and friendly Cybertronian, who can’t just hate anyone, because of his actions. Even if the one is Decepticon. Raybolt is friendly and honest to everybody. To tell lies is something, he feels as wrong. It is something he wouldn’t do, even if it could safe his own spark. But he also wouldn’t lie if a Decepticon would get him with kindness to tell him about the Autobots.

One thing is a great obstacle for him and maybe for his fraction too. He is very afrait of war. He hates it and wants to end it somehow quick without destroying to much other existence. He knows that it makes him a real drag for his comrades, but in his optics they are all Cybertronian people. He couldn’t think otherwise of it… .

Sample Post:

Kneeling on the outskirt of the battle, not looking for the foe, but for the combat itself, Raybolt was shacking in every part of his body. He don’t even recognized the Autobot soldier, who protected him from an enemy. Not even hears his shoutings. “Why…?” , his voice crumbled with fear. He couldn’t understand it, “Why do they do that? Please….stop them… . Why… ? Why is there no one who stop them? Please! Make it stop!!”


The little guy looks around the circle of Autobots, which surrounded him now. He was pretty nervous and started to tap his fingers together. “Uh… . Well… .” He begin to scratch over his mouth-protector-plate kinda embarrassed. “P…pl…please… . C…could you stop….staring at me like ...t…that… . I…it…it’s… making…me….n…nervous… .” He looked around him again. His servos were trembling like an aspen leaf. “W…well… . Uh… .. . M…my n..name is Raybolt… . I… it’s nice…t…to meet you…all… .”


Raybolt crouched under Thundercrackers attack. After the dust and smoke was gone, he jumps up and shots back. Thundercracker was hit at his wing and was falling into the near lake. The little red Bot was shocked and shouted toward him. "Sorry about that! I hope you're not hurt, Sir!" Then he rushed to Bumblebee and the other Autobots with a gleam of fear in his spark. "I...I can do it!" , he mumbled, "I...I won't back off now!"


I hope I made it right >_<'

Iron Rod wrote:Name:Iron Rod

Allegiance: Decepticon

Function: Tracker

Alt. Mode : Military half- truck

Weapons: Atom-Smasher cannon

Special Abilities: Stealth(can not be detected By radar.)

Height: 42 m. = 137 ft.

Quote: Careful of your words, for words are your weapons.

STRENGTH: (7)
INTELLIGENCE: (5)
DEXTERITY: (7)
SPEED: (7)land
ENDURANCE: (7)
COURAGE: (8)
FIREPOWER: (9)
ACCURACY: (8)
MELEE: (6)
TECH SKILL: (7)
CHARISMA: (8)
RANK: Assigned by RPG moderators.

Profile: He is much of a joker. But when it comes to missions or battle he is so serious.
He can provoke others by his words. Back on Cybertron, he was a thief who escaped many times from the Elite Guards. He used his words to escape.

Abilities: Mega cannon Punch. He jumps and uses his arm mounted atom-smasher cannon to punch the floor to knock out enemies. He is not affected by his own cannon.

Weaknesses: He gets confused whenever he loses sight of his target.

Sample Post: What do Decepticons do for a day? Find Energon, that's right. That's what the Decepticons are doing, when suddenly Autobots attacked and stole the energons. Megatron asked Iron Rod to track the Autobots. The energons are important because it will power their ship. Iron Rod hits the road destroying every Autobots blocking his way. Unfortunately, Wheeljack created a radar disruptor. Iron Rod gets confused and acted crazy because he lost track of the Autobots. But Megatron suggested to follow the wheel tracks. Iron Rod followed and tracked the Autobots. Finally, he found the Autobots. The Autobots were shocked because they didn't detect anything on the radar. He used his Mega Cannon Punch to knock out the Autobots. He retrieved the Energons and put it in the ship.

ultramus prime wrote:Hi guys, i like this RPG, heres my first application. what do you think?

Name: Ultrabot
Allegiance: Autobot.
Function: Air warrior
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Jet interceptor.
Weapons: in robot mode: concussion laser rifle.
Jet mode: twin wingtip mounted electron lasers.
Height: 32 feet.
Quote: “lean mean speed machine, and here to kick deceptobutt! Waaaahoooo!”

STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 5
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 8
COURAGE: 8
FIREPOWER: 7
ACCURACY: 7
MELEE: 5
TECH SKILL: 1
CHARISMA: 7
RANK:

Profile:
In the air Ultrabot possesses incredible speed, the vast majority of autobots simply cannot catch him, however with this speed comes his reckless nature. He has courage that borders upon the foolish at times. He will often chase down a decepticon jet to the exclusion of all else, and is considered wild and a bit of a hot head. His super aerodynamic space frame and forward swept wings allows him to travel great distances without needing to refuel, and his twin wingtip mounted electron lasers can blast holes in most enemies.

However in robot mode he is considerably weaker, he is not the strongest of Autobots, and his melee skill is poor, thus he prefers to remain in his Jet Interceptor mode, unless fellow Autobots absolutely need him on the ground.

Abilities: Ultrabot can reach speeds of up to mach 3.5 (2,664 MPH) in his Jet mode, His twin wingtip mounted electron lasers are quite powerful, but can only be used in jet mode. In robot mode he utilises his concussion laser rifle.

Weaknesses: His main weakness, is his reckless hot headedness which has been known to get him into trouble on more than one occasion. As well as his poor melee skills in robot mode.


Sample Post
Turbulent Skies.

Ultrabot soared high above Cybertron, the buildings below just seemed to shoot past in a Blur. Another Autobot glided up next to him, it was Skyflash.

“Dontcha just love the open skies Skyflash.”
“Yep, I just love going for a nice steady glide, Ultrabot.”
“Nah, you gotta open up those engines once in a while.”

Ultrabot then put his engines to full afterburn and roared ahead of the other Autobot.

“Crazy dumb fool,” Skyflash said as Ultrabot shot forward and left him in his contrails. Before swinging round in a huge arc and rejoining the other Autobot.

Then as they continued to fly next to one another, two figures could barely be seen on the horizon heading straight for them.

“Who are they?” Asked Skyflash, as the figures approached.
“No idea, they don’t look like any Autobot I ever saw,” Ultrabot replied.

The figures grew larger, and suddenly furious laser blasts flashed across the sky towards them.

“Decepticons!” Ultrabot shouted, as he shot forward to engage.
“Get back here!” Skyflash shouted after him. “Skyflash to autobot H.Q. we got a problem up here, two Decepticons just showed up in our neighbourhood. And Ultrabot has gone off like a madman.”

“You’ve really messed up now deceptifools!” Ultrabot shouted as he hurtled towards them, multiple laser blasts shooting past him. He shot between the two Decepticon jets, and then banked to come around on their tails.

“Noooo it is you who will die pitiful Autobots!” The Decepticons shouted back.

“It’s Stratosfear and Turbulence!” He shouted as he let loose with his wingtip mounted electron lasers.

The two Decepticons split up veering away from one another, Ultrabot quickly picked a target and chased after it; it was Stratosfear. Skyflash tried his best against Turbulence.

“You think you can shoot down Stratosfear, puny Autobot, you’re no match for meeeee!”

“Oh yeah; try this for size decepticreep!” Ultrabot let loose once again with his electron lasers, eventually one shot slammed home on Stratosfears turbines.

“Gah! This is not over Autobot, I’ll tear the spark from your body for this!” Stratosfear shouted as he trailed smoke, and plummeted towards the surface.

“Any time deceptifool!” Ultrabot shouted back, as he swung around and headed towards where Skyflash had been.

There was nothing, smoke was in the air indicating a battle, but no sign of skyflash. “Skyflash, you there, come in Skyflash.”

There was nothing.

Then hiding on one of the buildings far below Turbulence watched as Ultrabot searched for his missing comrade, before leaping into the air and transforming into his jet mode once again; swooping up from below.

“Now who’s the fool Autobot,” as his own photon cannons opened fire, and blasted through one of Ultrabots engines.

“Arrrrgh!” The Autobot screamed. The last thing he heard was the crunch as his body slammed into the surface of Cybertron.

ultramus prime wrote:Thanks devastron, after your input i've made the few changes you requested.

Name: Stormwind
Allegiance: Autobot.
Function: Air warrior
Alt. mode: (cybertron) Cybertronian Jet interceptor.
(earth) Grumman X-29 experimental Jet fighter.
Weapons: in robot mode: concussion laser rifle.
Jet mode: twin wingtip mounted electron lasers.
Height: 32 feet.
Quote: “lean mean speed machine, and here to kick deceptobutt! Waaaahoooo!”

STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 5
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 8
COURAGE: 8
FIREPOWER: 7
ACCURACY: 7
MELEE: 5
TECH SKILL: 3
CHARISMA: 7
RANK:

Profile:
In the air Stormwind possesses incredible speed, the vast majority of autobots simply cannot catch him, however with this speed comes his reckless nature. He has courage that borders upon the foolish at times. He will often chase down a decepticon jet to the exclusion of all else, and is considered wild and a bit of a hot head. Though his twin wingtip mounted electron lasers can blast holes in most enemies.

However in robot mode he is considerably weaker, he is not the strongest of Autobots, and his melee skill is poor, thus he prefers to remain in his Jet mode, unless fellow Autobots absolutely need him on the ground.

Abilities: Stormwind can reach speeds of up to mach 3.5 (2,664 MPH) in his Jet mode, His twin wingtip mounted electron lasers are quite powerful, but can only be used in his jet mode. In robot mode he utilises his concussion laser rifle.

Weaknesses: His main weakness, is his reckless hot headedness which has been known to get him into trouble on more than one occasion. As well as his poor melee skills in robot mode.


Sample Post
Turbulent Skies.

Stormwind soared high above Cybertron, the buildings below just seemed to shoot past in a Blur. Another Autobot glided up next to him, it was Skyflash.

“Dontcha just love the open skies Skyflash.”
“Yep, I just love going for a nice steady glide, Stormwind.”
“Nah, you gotta open up those engines once in a while.”

Stormwind then put his engines to full afterburn and roared ahead of the other Autobot.

“Crazy dumb fool,” Skyflash said as Stormwind shot forward and left him in his contrails. Before swinging round in a huge arc and rejoining the other Autobot.

Then as they continued to fly next to one another, two figures could barely be seen on the horizon heading straight for them.

“Who are they?” Asked Skyflash, as the figures approached.
“No idea, they don’t look like any Autobot I ever saw,” Stormwind replied.

The figures grew larger, and suddenly furious laser blasts flashed across the sky towards them.

“Decepticons!” Stormwind shouted, as he shot forward to engage.
“Get back here!” Skyflash shouted after him. “Skyflash to autobot H.Q. we got a problem up here, two Decepticons just showed up in our neighbourhood. And Stormwind has gone off like a madman.”

“You’ve really messed up now deceptifools!” Stormwind shouted as he hurtled towards them, multiple laser blasts shooting towards him. He shot between the two Decepticon jets, and then banked to come around on their tails.

“Noooo it is you who will die pitiful Autobots!” The Decepticons shouted back.

“It’s Stratosfear and Turbulence!” He shouted as he let loose with his wingtip mounted electron lasers.

The two Decepticons split up veering away from one another, Stormwind quickly picked a target and chased after it; it was Stratosfear. Skyflash tried his best against Turbulence.

“You think you can shoot down Stratosfear, puny Autobot, you’re no match for meeeee!”

“Oh yeah; try this for size decepticreep!” Stormwind let loose once again with his electron lasers, eventually one shot slammed home on Stratosfears turbines.

“Gah! This is not over Autobot, I’ll tear the spark from your body for this!” Stratosfear shouted as he trailed smoke, and plummeted towards the surface.

“Any time deceptifool!” Stormwind shouted back, as he swung around and headed towards where Skyflash had been.

There was nothing, smoke was in the air indicating a battle, but no sign of Skyflash. “Skyflash, you there, come in Skyflash.”

There was nothing.

Then hiding on one of the buildings far below Turbulence watched as Stormwind searched for his missing comrade, before leaping into the air and transforming into his jet mode once again; swooping up from below.

“Now who’s the fool Autobot,” as his own photon cannons opened fire, and blasted through one of Stormwinds engines.

“Arrrrgh!” The Autobot screamed. The last thing he heard was the crunch as his body slammed into the surface of Cybertron.

Roadbuster wrote:Brawn

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Demolitions
Alt. mode: Green Land Rover Defender
Weapons: Laser Pistol
Height: 15 ft / 4.5m
Quote: "Might over microchips."


STRENGTH: 9
INTELLIGENCE: 3
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 4
ENDURANCE: 9
COURAGE: 10
FIREPOWER: 3
ACCURACY: 5
MELEE: 7
TECH SKILL: 2
CHARISMA: 6
RANK: 5


Profile: Brawn is the most macho of the Autobots and yearns for a hostile environment for him to thrive in. He delights in challenges and when he faces one he becomes fully alive. He is strong, rugged and very agile, which is why he is frequently teamed with Bumblebee when the Autobots are in a mountainous environment, but it is his enjoyment of the challenge that makes him valuable to his leader, Optimus Prime. He won't be discouraged and that helps the morale of the rest. He is hardy and enjoys a good joke, if it is not too subtle. His main fault is that he tends to be contemptuous of those not as tough as he. Brawn tends to judge others by their actions rather than their intentions. He is wary of those who don’t speak their mind or aren’t up front with him, which is at the root of his dislike of the Decepticons.

Abilities: Brawn is one of the strongest Autobots. He can lift up to 190,000 Ibs. and can knock down a small building with one punch. His endurance and resistance to artillery fire are among the highest of the Autobots. Lacking in the speed department, he is able to reach a top speed of 75 mph and is able to maintain his top speed up to his full range of 1000 miles. Never one to enjoy training in marksmanship, Brawn only arms himself with a laser pistol but relies mainly on his great strength to protect him.

Brawn’s avatar appears as a stocky built Caucasian male in his mid-40’s. His face is darkly tanned and well wrinkled as though he’d spent much time out doors. The burly fellow with sun-bleached hair sports a handlebar mustache and wears work jeans and an old flannel shirt. He seems the type that doesn’t mind getting their hands dirty.

Weaknesses: As the Autobot with perhaps the least sophisticated circuitry, most of his components focus on his strength; Brawn is very vulnerable to attack by electromagnetic and other types of waves. His eagerness to show off his strength often results in his using it improperly and without thinking. He's been known to destroy an entire building before realizing it's the wrong one.

Sample post:

Brawn joined several of his Autobots compainions in the lounge. Sitting by the bar were Cliffjumper and Hound fresh off a reconin which Hound had been injure dby Decepticon firepower.

"How's it going bots?" he asked as he takes a seat next to them.

"Not bad Brawn old buddy." Hound replied.

"You all patched up yet" Brawn asked Hound.

"Good as new!" Hound responded as he turned to show where Laserbeak had hit him. "Had it been you, it'd probably be nothign more than a scorch mark."

"Perhaps, but probably enough to get me good an mad. And no Decepticon wants to be around me when I'm in a bad mood." he said.

"Yeah." Cliffjumper added. "Too bad the decepticons tend to be all brawn and no brains when it comes to that situation."

Brawn laughed at Cliffjumpers mildly amusing joke though settling down after a breif moment.

"Don't worry Hound. Next time you guys will do better and I'll be sure to give Laser-breath a rough one for ya when I get a chance. He said as he pounded his fist on the counter, though this act caused him to put a dent in the surface.

"Opps!" he said, though showing some amusement.

"There goes another one." Hound said, indicating that this was not the first time Brawn's strength ahd damaged a perfectly good bar counter. But the damage really was nothing and could be fixed in no time.

"The just don't build them like they used to." he said staing at the damage he caused. "Say, how aboutt he next round on me?"

The other two smiled and nodded at Brawns offer. They earned it in his eyes.

batcrak wrote:(hi i'm kinda new to g1 roleplaying so any help to this version of roleplaying would be nice..please?)

Name: Darkca.
Allegiance: Decepticons.
Function: Warrior.
Alt. mode: Kilo-class submarine.
Weapons: 2x torpedoes (alt form), green energy bladed twin katana.
Special Abilities: (none)
Height: H: 22
Quote: “Fight like it’s your last day on the battlefield.”

STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 5
SPEED: 6
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 7
FIREPOWER: 5
ACCURACY: 6
MELEE: 7
TECH SKILL: 4
CHARISMA: 5
RANK: N/A

Profile: Darkca was the kind of Decepticon that loves to fight many enemies against himself from time to time just for the fun of it. During his young years in space he learned out to use swords and other melee weapons as the dangers around him got worse and worse. Whenever things for bad or something close to it he always tries to cheer up the situation and if all else fails start a fight with him as the blame. Darkca always liked the view of sea when he is underwater. It was like a whole new world down there with so many things that needed to be captured in video and stored for later use.

Abilities: Darkca can see in the dark in the sea from time to time to use less energon. Knows to when to attack and when not too. His katana can paralyze an enemy for a few earth seconds when he tries to escape from battle.

Weaknesses: fears of being torn apart for parts And doesn’t like dying outside of water because people can turn his body into junk and such where under the water his body can rest without anyone interfering.

Sample: Deep Sea.

Searching deep under the sea, Darkca finds an old warship and scans it for anything useful. As the scan turned up nothing on the ship it found a cave behind the ship. Darkca was surprised that the scan picked up the cave behind the ship and Darkca went to see investigate the cave. As Darkca got deeper in the cave he found a lot of ships and treasure from different earth eras and started scanning it all for possible energon and things worth keeping.

When Darkca thought all hope of finding energon today was lost he found some but behind it was a giant black body, white striped, green eyed eel. Darkca thought about attacking it but the risk of the energon getting hit and exploding was too big. Darkca transformed and tried to lure the creature out of the cave before attacking it with his energy katana. Outside he came face to face with the creature and attacked it without any second thought. As he got closer the creature swam up in the water and dodged Darkca’s attack and fired back with a nice little electric bolt. The attack did nothing to him and attacked again this time hoping he hit it. The attack hit the creature right in the eye and was sliced into two uneven pieces.

Back in the cave Darkca picked up the energon and reported to shockwave about the finding right before taking a chest of treasure as a souvenir for this adventure. Darkca stopped outside the cave and thought how he was ganna carry the energon and the treasure out of the deep sea. He got an idea and threw both high up in the water and transformed into sub mode. As the treasure dropped he opened the hatch to the insides of his sub mode and let the energon and treasure drop into it. Soon as the day transformed into night Darkca went back toward headquarters for some rest and to tell his story of the day even if no one was listing.

batcrak wrote:( I don't know if i made it better or worse so here it is again <_</>_> )

Name: Darkca.
Allegiance: Decepticons.
Function: Warrior.
Alt. mode: Vanguard class submarine.
Weapons: 2x torpedoes (alt form), green energy bladed twin katana. Turret that is the back/engines (alt form) and a turret with plasma cutters (robot form)
Special Abilities: (none)
Height: 24
Quote: “Fight like it’s your last day on the battlefield.”

STRENGTH: 7
INTELLIGENCE: 8
DEXTERITY: 5
SPEED: 6
ENDURANCE: 6
COURAGE: 7
FIREPOWER: 7
ACCURACY: 7
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 4
CHARISMA: 5
RANK: N/A

Profile: Darkca was the kind of Decepticon that loves to fight many enemies against himself from time to time just for the fun of it. During his young years in space he learned how to use swords and other melee weapons as the dangers around him got worse and worse. Whenever things got bad or something close to it he always tries to cheer up the situation and if all else fails start a fight with him as the blame. Darkca always liked the view of sea when he is underwater. It was like a whole new world down there with so many things that needed to be captured in video and stored for later use.

Abilities: Darkca can see in the dark in the sea from time to time to use less energon. Knows to when to attack and when not too. His katana can paralyze an enemy for a few earth seconds when he tries to escape from battle. He knows how to use the katana like a pro in space and in the water. His weapons work by draining a small piece of his spark to fight. It’s a price to pay in order to be the best of the best of the sea.

Weaknesses: fears of being torn apart for parts. And doesn’t like dying outside of water because people can turn his body into junk and such where under the water his body can rest without anyone interfering.

Sample: Deep Sea.

Searching deep under the sea, Darkca finds an old warship and scans it for anything useful. As the scan turned up nothing on the ship it found a cave behind the ship. Darkca was surprised that the scan picked up the cave behind the ship and Darkca went to see investigate the cave. As Darkca got deeper in the cave he found a lot of ships and treasure from different earth eras and started scanning it all for possible energon and things worth keeping.

When Darkca thought all hope of finding energon today was lost he found some but behind it was a giant black body, white striped, green eyed eel. Darkca thought about attacking it but the risk of the energon getting hit and exploding was too big. Darkca transformed and tried to lure the creature out of the cave before attacking it with his energy katana. Outside he came face to face with the creature and attacked it without any second thought. As he got closer the creature swam up in the water and dodged Darkca’s attack and fired back with a nice little electric bolt. The attack did nothing to him and attacked again this time hoping he hit it. The attack hit the creature right in the eye and was sliced into two uneven pieces.

Back in the cave Darkca picked up the energon and reported to shockwave about the finding right before taking a chest of treasure as a souvenir for this adventure. Darkca stopped outside the cave and thought how he was ganna carry the energon and the treasure out of the deep sea. He got an idea and threw both high up in the water and transformed into sub mode. As the treasure dropped he opened the hatch to the insides of his sub mode and let the energon and treasure drop into it. Soon as the day transformed into night Darkca went back toward headquarters for some rest and to tell his story of the day even if no one was listing.

Bloody tears wrote:im gonna try again:

Name: xero (pronounced zero)

Allegiance: Decepticons(formerly Autobots)

Function: Typically a foot soldier or spy.

Alt. mode: Bleached white Enzo Ferrari

Weapons: dual laser pistols, rocket launcher(shoulder)

Special Abilities: unless you count his small size, used to fit almost anywhere, he has none

Height: 19.87m

Quote: Its like I don’t exist….

STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 9
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 4
COURAGE: 5
FIREPOWER: 6
ACCURACY: 5
MELEE: 3
TECH SKILL: 8
CHARISMA: 7
RANK: Assigned by RPG moderators.

Profile: When xero was originally an Autobot, he went by zero. And that’s what he was. Zero. Nothing. no one! he was ignored by everybody. Battle school was tough. With no one acknowledging him, he was always last, always alone. Then, someone noticed. A beautiful fembot named Downgrade met him. They were friends, and love blossomed. Then, life wasn’t so hard. He graduated battle school, top of his class. He went on to become second only to Blaster in his squad. But everything fell apart when the war hit.

War struck the planet, and zero and his squad were called out to battle. Zero fought valiantly and defeated many a ‘con, but he was shot down by a soldier. He was paralyzed, and could not move. Downgrade, in his squad, then talked to blaster.
“we need to pull out!”
“but what about zero?”
“leave him. He’s beyond repair anyway.”
And with that, everything that zero ever loved flew away. He was furious, and sad. He could not do anything to help himself, and he sat there for millennia. But someone else noticed. The great and malevolent Megatron. He saw promise in the boy. He took him to their lair and rebuilt him as xero, a half life being that was so malevolent and hating that standing near him could give you the vibe of darkness. Xero mainly operates as a spy or quick soldier when something is needed done



Abilities: being both fast and agile, he can easily outrun almost any other bot. his alt mode is even faster, and he can jump very high.

Weaknesses: while he is fast and agile, his physical weakness is his fatal flaw. his anger has slightly offset this, but not by much

Sample Post: as xero stands in the cold moonlight, he loads his blaster carefully. Adding a fresh energon sliver and setting to ten make this small gun a death machine. He dashes toward the plant, and peers in the window. He sees multiple Autobots working. Oh goody, He thought, targets. inside a worker casually glances out the window. Seeing a strange figure, he is startled and calls someone over. Seeing that there is nothing there, he tells him it was nothing. Meanwhile, xero had jumped onto the roof and unbolted a grate. He slips down into the building and hides in a corner. He then sees what he came for: a high powered laser component for Megatron’s weapon form. He grabs it, and runs for the grate. A few workers get in the way, but a few shots from his pistol eliminates them. They run after him, but he disappears into the shadows. Then a rocket flies into the plant and it explodes. What few survivors there were too damaged to move. another stunning success, he thinks to himself as he runs to base, cackling like a fool.

Roadbuster wrote:I'll try this again.

Name: Jetfire
Allegiance: Autobots
Function: Air Guardian
Height: 35ft
Alt-mode: Experimental Space Plane
Abilities: Radar
Weapons: particle cannons x4, armor-piercing heat-seeking missiles x8 (alt-mode), plasma rifle (robot mode)
Quote: “Among the mysteries of science is the key to victory”

Stats:
Strength: 6
Intelligence: 9
Dexterity: 7
Speed: 10
Endurance: 4
Accuracy: 6
Firepower: 8
Melee: 4
Courage: 9
Tech skill: 9
Rank:

Profile: With a reckless daring that comes from being the swiftest of all the Autobots, Jetfire is the most eager of his comrades to plunge into battle. But his bravado is tempered by one overriding thought: he sincerely believes that victory over the Decepticons can only come through advancements in Autobot technology.

Before the war, Jetfie worked as a Scientist alongside the future Decepticon Air Commander, Starscream. However, during a survey mission, Jetfire and Starsceam were separated by a solar flare. Jetfire crash landed on Earth during the ice age. His comrade tracked his energy signature to the planet yet his efforts were in vain. There, Jetfire was entombed in ice and remained for thousands of years until the ice finally melted. Jetfire came out of stasis lock he had put himself into to conserve energy so he could survive and be rescued. Though doing a survey of the planet he eventually made a return vector, using the very path he and Starscream had taken. To his shock he found his home planet a warzone upon return.

Trying to get an update on what had happened he came across seekers who tried to rough him up, yet Jetfire’s size was to his advantage. With this, the Decepticons aw opportunity and thus he was brought before Megatron. It was in this meeting that Jetfire would reunite with Starscream. The Seeker Commander vouched for his comrade on his behalf. Thus Jetfire joined the Seeker brigade as Starscream’s #2. But Jetfire could not help but notice that something had changed in his friend. He cared only about fighting, bloodlust, pride, and power, no longer about science or truth.

And it was during a mission that Jetfire would face the realization that the robot he knew was gone, and on that very mission, he encountered a robot not much unlike himself: Optimus Prime. Having seen how poorly the Decepticons treated one another, even sacrificing their own, and how Stascream had changed, he came to realize where he needed to be. Starscream took this personally and seriously wounded him. When Jetfire came to, he was in Iacon only his Decepticon emblem had been replaced by an Autobot emblem. And thus, Jetfire officially joined the Autobots providing a needed boon to their lacking aerial forces in hopes one day he could settle things with Starscream for good.

Abilities: In jet-fighter mode, Jetfire's unique swing-wing design allows him to take off like a normal jet and then, pulling his wings back, reach speeds of up to Mach 4.2. Adding twin supersonic combustion ramjet (i.e. scramjet) engine modules along with twin liquid hydrogen fuel tanks allows Jetfire to achieve orbital velocities, or to even escape Earth's gravity altogether. With this capability, he can launch like a missile, shoot up above the atmosphere, and, at a speed of Mach 29, dive down like a blazing meteor (hence his name) half a world away only 30 minutes later. In robot and jet mode, he is equipped with four independently targetable particle beam cannons around his head and eight heat-seeking armor-piercing missiles.

Weaknesses: Jetfire's range is limited by his fuel consumption; any transatmospheric trip requires his refueling when he lands. Due to the equipment on board in fighter mode, Jetfire tends to suffer from malfunctions from time to time. Anything from a malfunctioning radio to an engine stall in deep space has been known to happen.

Sample post:

In the shooting gallery, Jetfire practiced with an experimental rifle he and Wheeljack had been working on. Jetfire was careful to aim since hew as no known for being the most accurate of Autobots, but a pretty fair shot. He fired at each target, hitting most of them.

“Hmm… it seems the recoil could be a problem with maintaining a good aim. I’d have to recommend a 3% reduction rate to the output module to keep the recoil within acceptable standards.” Jetfire said, examining the rifle as it cooled following use.

“Will can do Jetfire.” Said Wheeljack has his voice sounded from an intercom. The Weapons developer could be seen from an observation port in an adjacent room a she studied his new weapon with Jetfire. Thankfully, with Jetfire’s help, this gun did not blow up.

They had been at it for hours, picking and prying, making sure every little piece worked, but he knew just as much as Wheeljack, they wouldn’t get an effective test until it was used in the field. Still, Jetfire felt that with some more time, their new rifle could be an effective tool to use against the decepticons. He particularly wanted to test it on Starscream, just to see how effective it was in doing damage.

“I suppose it will take some more time before we finally get to test it on the battlefield. A pity we won’t get to test it on Megatron.” he said.

“Don’t worry. That’s what we have Prime for.” Wheeljack exclaimed. “We’ll have our day.”

“I suppose you’re right.” he said as he grinned at the thought of holding Megatron at point with it.

“And hopefully we’d finally see an end to this war.” he thought. To him, his war was tiresome. He wanted to go back to his days as a scientist. And he had met quite a number since joining the Autobots. He often thought of who he’d pick to work with as a colleague.

“I think we’ll call it a day Jetfire. You kinda look like you could use a bit of fresh air.” Wheeljack said.

“I suppose you’re right my friend.” Jetfire said, putting the rifle back in it’s casing for transportation back to Wheeljack’s lab.

He began walking out when he said, “I’ll be back in a little while. Have Prowl contact me if he needs me for anything!”

“Will do!” Wheeljack said as he shut down the program.

Plaything wrote:Well, here goes nothing...

Name: Wildrider
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Terrorist
Alt. mode: Ferrari 308 GTB
Weapons: Scattershot Gun
Special Abilities: Like all Stunticons, Wildrider possesses energyfield that makes him extremely resistant to physical damage and allow the reckless driving Stunticons are famous of.
Height: 26ft / 7.93m
Quote: "Either you're out of my way or you're out of luck."


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

Profile: Look out, motorists! The road hasn't been built yet that's big enough to handle Wildrider! Some of his fellow Stunticons attribute his reckless behavior to be a calculated attempt by Wildrider to enhance the atmosphere of fear he tries to create in his role as a terrorist. But those who know him better realize it's not an act -he really is that nuts! As fellow Stunticon Breakdown puts it, "When he's driving, I'd rather take a plane."

Abilities: Wildrider can reach 250 mph in car mode, and has amazing maneuverability. In robot mode, he uses a scattershot gun, which can spray a fifty-square yard area with searing, ripping laser beams at a distance of 1/4 mile. With it, he can demolish a small 5-story building in two minutes. He combines with his fellow Stunticons to form the giant robot "Menasor."

Weaknesses: Wildrider fears quiet. He suspects enemies are lurking, ready to pounce on him, if all he hears are the sounds he produces himself. This gets him very nervous and hampers his effectiveness. In car mode, he is prone to tire blow-outs due to the crazy way he drives.

Sample Post:

“Yeehaw!” Wildrider shouted boisterously, streaking tumultuously through the ever increasingly battle-torn highway – propelling himself backwards.

Two Lamborghinis – displaying dominant red and yellow colour schemes, respectively – were in frantic pursuit of the fleeing dark grey Ferrari. Too many times they had found themselves situated in this unruly scenario. Too many times they had been the victims of Wildrider’s chaotically unpredictable tendencies. And today, much to their dismal misfortune, was going to be no exception.

As Sideswipe and Sunstreaker slowly but steadily closed the moderate gap between themselves and Wildrider, the deranged Stunticon braked abruptly, his tires creating a hideously high-pitched squeal on the glistening black asphalt. The Lamborghini brothers, heeding Wildrider’s uncertain diabolics, mirrored the Decepticon’s single movement and came to a complete stop themselves. Seizing a potential opportunity, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker transformed and produced their weapons, gripping the handles tightly.

“You’re dead now, Stuntiscrap...” Sunstreaker whispered distastefully, aiming.

Wildrider’s soft giggling erupted into gleeful laughter as he activated his thrusters and aerially ejected himself with malicious intent to land on and crush the yellow armoured warrior.

“What the... Look out, ‘Streak!” Sideswipe exclaimed, somewhat surprised at the creative movement.

Sunstreaker made an effort to swiftly avoid the descending half-ton vehicle, but Wildrider’s deceptive manoeuvre proved to be too fast...and rather accurate. With a harsh sounding clang, the terrorist’s dark coloured mass toppled onto the yellow Lamborghini. Now why don’t they ever show me slaggin’ the ‘Bots on that ‘Maximum Exposure’ program? Wildrider wondered, the thought only being inspired by the vigorous body slam.

Sideswipe, who had reacted instantly by leaping forward awkwardly, drew his weapon immediately, and steadied his aim. The Stunticon accelerated backwards – yet again – bustling his alt-mode into maniacal action. He forcibly collided into the red armoured warrior, barrelling out of his path with relative ease.

Wildrider cackled jubilantly and transformed. “You two made it so easy! Standing there like a stale bottle of oil, what else was I to do?” He threw his arms up in sarcastic confusion.

For a brief moment, Wildrider allowed his fluctuating attention to deviate from the Autobots – their potential threat abolished – that lay before him, groaning and grimacing, to the rest of the highway – the improvised battlefield. The view in which his glowing red optics perceived left him with a feeling of insurmountable gratification. The chaos was so widespread, caused in such a short amount of time. This was what the dark grey Ferrari was all about: fear, panic, and most of all, absolute destruction. The damage that had been so ominously produced instigated a wide grin on his face; the complete delight was so simple to see.

Snapping out of his sheer ecstasy, Wildrider shifted his focus back onto his defeated foes, anchoring his gaze upon them. He drew his scattershot gun from subspace and began to slowly raise it, the barrel of his weapon staring right at the Lamborghini twins.

“Do you feel lucky, punk? The terrorist snarled, head tilted slightly, vocalizer stern, and his brow proverbially grooved. “Well, do ya?”

Just then, a hoarse voice bellowed over his com-link. >>”Wildrider! Do you read me? Regroup and return to the base immediately. Megatron has an important task for us to carry out.”<<

>>”Sure thing, boss,”<< Wildrider responded casually, concealing the disappointment in his voice.

Wildrider contemplated the deactivation of his pursuers, regarding it as his top priority, but as he had discovered the hard way, unfortunately, disobeying orders was clearly not worth the trouble. The last time the dark grey Stunticon ignored instructions, Motormaster had personally extended his recovery time by three cycles. The thought of rebelling, then subsequently receiving an agonizing beating bore no satisfying appeal whatsoever to the Ferrari.

Wildrider sighed, but his wicked smirk returned. “Saved by the bell...” he began. “Oh, well, there’s always next time!”

Having said that, he giggled almost uncontrollably and transformed. His raucous giggling was drowned out by Anthrax’s ‘Madhouse’, blaring at a considerable volume, and the hyperactive Stunticon sped away to catch up with his wheeled comrades.

Plaything wrote:Done and done, Dev. I'm cool with everything you've said. Oh, and I was hoping you wouldn't notice that extra point of strength.

I was aware of the combiner status, but it definitely wouldn't hurt me to go over the game background and history, as you just said, again.

Name: Wildrider
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Terrorist
Alt. mode: Ferrari 308 GTB
Weapons: Scattershot Gun
Special Abilities: Like all Stunticons, Wildrider possesses energyfield that makes him extremely resistant to physical damage and allow the reckless driving Stunticons are famous of.
Height: 26ft / 7.93m
Quote: "Either you're out of my way or you're out of luck."


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

Profile: Look out, motorists! The road hasn't been built yet that's big enough to handle Wildrider! Some of his fellow Stunticons attribute his reckless behavior to be a calculated attempt by Wildrider to enhance the atmosphere of fear he tries to create in his role as a terrorist. But those who know him better realize it's not an act -he really is that nuts! As fellow Stunticon Breakdown puts it, "When he's driving, I'd rather take a plane."

[From the personal datatracks of Dead End, fellow Stunticon] I could indeed summarise Wildrider in one simple word: insane. But given my comrade’s perpetually sprightly energized manner, he is at least deserving of a few more similar adjectives.

The vivaciousness, in which he puts forth in battle, tedious duty, or even speaking, begs for a tremendous amount of vigour. Fighting, especially, is a prospect Wildrider absolutely looks forward to. I think I can confidently say that we are all grateful to have him on our side, as Wildrider acts like a ground-bound tornado, utterly decimating everything in his wake with a sadistic cackle. And how he is able to counterbalance his insanity and enthusiasm is beyond me...

Honestly, Wildrider’s enthusiasm serves only to continually wither my own motivation, for it seems to be endless, infinite (is this the cost of one’s sanity? An infinite surge of life?). But what is the point, though? All of his boundless energy will eventually become futile once he is terminated – be it by an Autobot, Motormaster, or of course, by his own lunacy. In fact, everything will become pointless. But I digress.

If there’s one thing Wildrider could claim as a personal trademark (apart from his atrocious driving, of course), it would be his laughter - in turn, spirited and terrifying. That, coupled with the grin that actually occurs before it, seems to accompany him everywhere. And I have to admit, his laughter can be rather infectious, provoking chuckling or amused smiles between us – and even our barbaric leader, Motormaster. But only occasionally.

Sigh. All this reflecting on my insanely cheerful teammate is bringing my spirits down. I think I’ll just call it a day, and go wax my hood or something.

Abilities: Wildrider can reach 250 mph in car mode, and has amazing maneuverability. In robot mode, he uses a scattershot gun, which can spray a fifty-square yard area with searing, ripping laser beams at a distance of 1/4 mile. With it, he can demolish a small 5-story building in two minutes. He combines with his fellow Stunticons to form the giant robot "Menasor."

Weaknesses: Wildrider fears quiet. He suspects enemies are lurking, ready to pounce on him, if all he hears are the sounds he produces himself. This gets him very nervous and hampers his effectiveness. In car mode, he is prone to tire blow-outs due to the crazy way he drives.

Sample Post:

“Yeehaw!” Wildrider shouted boisterously, streaking tumultuously through the ever increasingly battle-torn highway – propelling himself backwards.

Two Lamborghinis – displaying dominant red and yellow colour schemes, respectively – were in frantic pursuit of the fleeing dark grey Ferrari. Too many times they had found themselves situated in this unruly scenario. Too many times they had been the victims of Wildrider’s chaotically unpredictable tendencies. And today, much to their dismal misfortune, was going to be no exception.

As Sideswipe and Sunstreaker slowly but steadily closed the moderate gap between themselves and Wildrider, the deranged Stunticon braked abruptly, his tires creating a hideously high-pitched squeal on the glistening black asphalt. The Lamborghini brothers, heeding Wildrider’s uncertain diabolicalness, mirrored the Decepticon’s single movement and came to a complete stop themselves. Seizing a potential opportunity, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker transformed and produced their weapons, gripping the handles tightly.

“You’re dead now, Stuntiscrap...” Sunstreaker whispered distastefully, aiming.

Wildrider’s soft giggling erupted into gleeful laughter as he activated his thrusters and aerially ejected himself with malicious intent to land on and crush the yellow armoured warrior.

“What the... Look out, Sunny!” Sideswipe exclaimed, somewhat surprised at the creative movement.

Sunstreaker made an effort to swiftly avoid the descending half-ton vehicle, but Wildrider’s deceptive manoeuvre proved to be too fast...and rather accurate. With a harsh sounding clang, the terrorist’s dark coloured mass toppled onto the yellow Lamborghini. Now why don’t they ever show me slaggin’ the ‘Bots on that ‘Maximum Exposure’ program? Wildrider wondered, the thought only being inspired by the vigorous body slam.

Sideswipe, who had reacted instantly by leaping forward awkwardly, drew his weapon immediately, and steadied his aim. The Stunticon accelerated backwards – yet again – bustling his alt-mode into maniacal action. He forcibly collided into the red armoured warrior, barreling him out of his path with relative ease.

Wildrider cackled jubilantly and transformed. “You two made it so easy! Standing there like a stale bottle of oil, what else was I to do?” He threw his arms up in sarcastic confusion.

For a brief moment, Wildrider allowed his fluctuating attention to deviate from the Autobots – their potential threat abolished – that lay before him, groaning and grimacing, to the rest of the highway – the improvised battlefield. The view in which his glowing red optics perceived left him with a feeling of insurmountable gratification. The chaos was so widespread, caused in such a short amount of time. This was what the dark grey Ferrari was all about: fear, panic, and most of all, absolute destruction. The damage that had been so ominously produced instigated a wide grin on his face; the complete delight was so simple to see.

Snapping out of his sheer ecstasy, Wildrider shifted his focus back onto his defeated foes, anchoring his gaze upon them. He drew his scattershot gun from subspace and began to raise it slowly, the barrel of his weapon staring right at the Lamborghini twins.

“Do you feel lucky, punk? The terrorist snarled, head tilted slightly, vocalizer stern, and his brow proverbially grooved. “Well, do ya?”

Just then, a hoarse voice bellowed over his com-link. >>”Wildrider! Do you read me? Regroup and return to the base immediately. Megatron has an important task for us to carry out.”<<

>>”Sure thing, boss,”<< Wildrider responded casually, concealing the disappointment in his voice.

Wildrider contemplated the deactivation of his pursuers, regarding it as his top priority, but as he had discovered the hard way, unfortunately, disobeying orders was clearly not worth the trouble. The last time the dark grey Stunticon ignored instructions, Motormaster had personally extended his recovery time by three cycles. The thought of rebelling, then subsequently receiving an agonizing beating bore no satisfying appeal whatsoever to the Ferrari.

Wildrider sighed, but his wicked smirk returned. “Saved by the bell...” he began. “Oh, well, there’s always next time!”

Having said that, he giggled almost uncontrollably and transformed. His raucous giggling was drowned out by Anthrax’s ‘Madhouse’, blaring at a considerable volume, and the hyperactive Stunticon sped away to catch up with his wheeled comrades.

EDIT: I should have edited this days ago... Curse my laziness!

Bloody tears wrote:Name: xero (pronounced zero)

Allegiance: Autobots(formerly Decepticons)

Function: Intellegence officer.

Alt. mode: Bleached white Lamborghini Garalldo

Weapons: High power Sniper Rifle, Napaln grenade(only one, used only for emergencies)

Special Abilities: Highly intellegent, fast, and really good at makin young bots look stupid.

Height: 19.87ft

Quote: Its like I don’t exist….

STRENGTH: 4
INTELLIGENCE: 9
DEXTERITY: 4
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 4
COURAGE: 5
FIREPOWER: 6
ACCURACY: 9
MELEE: 3
TECH SKILL: 9
CHARISMA: 8
RANK: Assigned by RPG moderators.

Profile: When xero was originally an Decepticon, he went by zero. And that’s what he was. Zero. Nothing. no one! he was ignored by everybody. Battle school was tough. With no one acknowledging him, he was always last, always alone. Then, someone noticed. A beautiful fembot named Downgrade met him. They were friends, and love blossomed. Then, life wasn’t so hard. He graduated battle school, top of his class. He went on to become second only to the commander in his squad. But everything fell apart when the war hit.

War struck the planet, and zero and his squad were called out to battle. Zero fought valiantly and defeated many a 'bot, but he was shot down by a soldier. He was paralyzed, and could not move. Downgrade, in his squad, then talked to the commander.
“we need to pull out!”
“but what about zero?”
“leave him. He’s beyond repair anyway.”
And with that, everything that zero ever loved flew away. He was furious, and sad. He could not do anything to help himself, and he sat there for millennia. But someone else noticed. The great and Forgiving auto bots. They saw promise in the boy. Theye took him to their lab and rebuilt him as xero, a half dark being that was so Caring and Trustworthy that standing near him could give you the vibe of Heroism. Xero mainly operates as a Intellegence officer, giving the autobots info they would have otherwise lost without



Abilities: being both fast and smart, he can easily outrun almost any other bot, while smaking them at trivia . his alt mode is even faster, and he can aim his gun like a pro. his high power rifle fires tranq bullets from a distance, helping the bots win

Weaknesses: While he is smart, he will not last long in hand to hand combat. his napalm grenade helps this, but not by much

Sample Post: as xero stands in the cold moonlight, he loads his blaster carefully. Adding a fresh enetranq clip and setting to ten make this long gun a death machine. He dashes toward the plant, and peers in the window. He sees multiple Decepticons working. Oh goody, He thought, targets. inside a worker casually glances out the window. Seeing a strange figure, he is startled and calls someone over. Seeing that there is nothing there, he tells him it was nothing. Meanwhile, xero had jumped onto the roof and unbolted a grate. He slips down into the building and hides in a corner. He then sees what he came for: a Powerful energon cube. He grabs it, and runs for the grate. A few workers get in the way, but a few shots from his rifle eliminates them. They run after him, but he disappears into the shadows. Then a bullet hits a fuel reserve and it explodes. What few survivors there were too damaged to move. another stunning success, he thinks to himself as he runs to base, cackling like a fool.

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