//If it is too soon, thats OK, it gives me time to perfect it.
Name: Tidal Wave
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Naval Commander
Alt. mode: Iowa Class Battleship
Weapons: Ship guns placed on his shoulders and chest
Special Abilities: Extended range Sonar and Radar
Height: 64'
Quote: "HA! I sunk
your Battleship!"
STRENGTH: 8
INTELLIGENCE: 6
DEXTERITY: 4
SPEED: 3
ENDURANCE: 8
COURAGE: 5
FIREPOWER: 9
ACCURACY: 5
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 4
CHARISMA: 5
RANK: Assigned by RPG moderators.
Profile: Tidal Wave is a Naval Commander in the Decepticon Army, and prefers that all Autobots in sight die of a horrible and painful death. He has many of battles won on his rapsheet, and feels that he needs at least a thousand more before he can retire. He thinks that Decepticon defeat on the battlefield would be impossible wherever he is, which usually leads to rank outstepping. Wherever he goes, destruction follows him in epic proportions. Though he never really wants to get out of the water, he can transform into his massive robot mode, and take the battle to the Autobots. His sheer size however, leads to him being not very nimble, nor fast, but he makes up for it with firepower, for he can destroy most any Autobot with one direct hit, so most Autobots and Decepticons stay away from him, for fear of being in his blast range.
Abilities: In vehicle mode, he has three 9 × 16-inch (406 mm) / 50 cal. Mark 7 guns, two 20 × 5-inch (127 mm) / 38 cal. Mark 12 guns, three 80 × 40 mm / 56 cal. Bofors anti-aircraft guns, six 49 × 20 mm / 70 cal. Oerlikon anti-aircraft guns, all of these have a range up to 23.4 nautical miles. His vehicular max range is 14,890 miles without external fuel tanks at a speed of 15 knots. His accuracy doesn't have to be spot on, since the blast range of his shells is up to 4' away, and if the blast misses, the shockwave is still sure to strike uneasyness into his opponents. His biggest asset is his strength, second only to his firepower, he could rip a bot in two if he wanted to.
Holo-Matter Avatar: His Avatar is a human caucasian male as a weathered WWII ship captian, who boasts a stern look of disapproval on his face, along side with white stubble of a beard and mustache, and equally white hair threading out from under his captian's hat. The garb is a tan colored trousers, and shirt, the shirt brandishes colored bars on the right side of his chest, showing rank.
Weaknesses: His firepower and mind power may be great, but his vehicle mode is hindering if he wants to get somewhere fast, plus his robot mode is large and bulky, therefore, he is a slow moving target. Not to mention his sheer size and weight makes him nearly impossible to do anything technical, other than issue orders. Plus he can't go inside anywhere small, so he has to be left outside in dry-dock.
Sample Post:
Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, December 7, 1941Tidal Wave was enjoying the fruits of shore leave in a tropical harbor that the humans call "Pearl Harbor". Though he was more prone to battle, it was nice to relax every once and a while.
Tidal Wave watched as the sun began to peak above the horizon out at sea, the sunlight glinted off of the waves, but there was something amiss, there was something familiar in the air, and Tidal Wave knew exactly what it was: it was the scent of
war.
Tidal Wave fired up his radar, and sonar, and what he saw astonished him for what the humans could pull off, it was a Japanese strike squadron, his radar was picking up 353 Jap' fighter planes, bombers, and torpedo droppers in a strike formation, heading to Pearl Harbor, and in sonar, several Midget Submarines also in strike position.
Ugh, so much for shore leave! Tidal Wave thought to himself, as he began to point his AA Guns at the incoming fighter planes.
Tidal Wave wasn't the only one who had noticed the incoming planes and submarines, the human, so called "Americans" took notice as well, they also fired up their machinery to combat the planes.
He then fired all of his weaponry at the squadrons, his cannons creating a bowl of water around the mussle of the guns, and several explosions lit up the morning sky, it was
beautiful.
The bombardment began soon after, many bombs exploded around him, bullets bouncing off of his outer shell as if gnats, and destruction all around him in a blurr, Tidal Wave was mesmurized in rage, and happiness.
Pathetic Humans... Meh, I think I should return to base... He thought to himself as he began to exit the harbor, slowly.
His train of thought was suddenly interrupted as a bomb dettonated an his starboard bow, causing his vehicle mode to rock violently, he checked his damage report:
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Hull Plating: 98%
Ammo Count: 75%
Fuel: 99%
Hydrolics: 100%
Engine Status: 100%
Tidal Wave was pleased at the status report, so he began to push harder on his engine, his speed became 15 knots, not the fastest speed, but he could get into bounce range.
He grunted as another bomb exploded of his port stern, now he was becoming a target, so he sped up even faster, he was now at top speed.
"Good-bye fair ladies... Good-bye fair laidies of Spain..." he sang to himself, he didn't know where the song originated, nor where Spain was, but it was a nice tune that human sailors sing to themselves, and being a seaman, he was apt to pick up habits.
Tidal Wave was now sure that he was in bounce range, so he sent out a signal to the Decepticon base, >>
Starscream, I would prefer to be back from shore leave now, before I get assimilated into the Human Naval force.<<
Soon after a bright silvery light engulfed him, and in seconds he was back at base, in front of Mount St. Helens, Decepticon HQ.
//I hope this satisfies!
[ Click to attempt signal recovery... ]
