The Energon Pub

Rebel Raven wrote:Name: Flame War
http://www.seibertron.com/database/char ... ar_id=3347
http://transformers.wikia.com/wiki/Flamewar
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Scientist/Spy
Alt. mode: Light speeder
Weapons: 1x Mobile rail gun, 1x 6 tube guided missile launcher, 2x energon saber with pistol function
Special Abilities: Low level force field, Robot mode Flight
Height: 29ft / 9.15m
Quote: 'To forget the past is to doom the future.'

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

Profile: One part Wheeljack, one part Arcee, all Decepticon.

A veritable mastermind in her own right, she is one of the few that apply themselves towards the sciences more than seeking battlefields. Namely the science of destruction.
She is one of many responsible for the heavy militarization of many of the Decepticons even if they aren't aware of it. Weapons, armors, technology, little escapes her grasp.

Due to being one of the sources of Decepticon weapons, she has improved her own design including her weapons. She, despite her size, and frail appearance is very deadly.

Not only is she a scientist, she an excellent combatant and a capable spy.

She does not know this but she is almost the splitting image of the Autobot Arcee! Only a few differences of appearance and coloration would differentiate the two.
It's unknown if they share origins, both probably looking like Paradrons, or even if they're related, but odds are good they aren't going to have a happy meeting!

Abilities: She's been clocked at speeds some 400 mph or better in her alt mode. Her top speed is 415 mph.

Her main weapon is a weapon she designed herself.
It's a 15 round mobile rail gun based on the prototype that rocketed her to rank 5.
The wounds caused by this rail gun gives very little trauma as it impales and penetrates cleanly as they travel at mach 8 up to 200 miles away with little stopping them.
Recently she refined this weapon to carry a small explosive charge in the round that optionally shatters the steel spikes creating a shotgun style weapon that uses kinetic energy to deliver a deadly blast of shrapnel, though the latter is slightly weaker in impact since the kinetic energy is spread out by the small charge.
It has a secondary mode of fire using energy rounds in place of the solid rounds but these lack the solid punch of the steel rounds rather making more traumatic wounds with heat and energy.
She usually only uses this firing mod when she is completely out of solid round reloads. The secondary firing mode creates more heat than the solid rounds and is more draining on the internal battery.

Despite the Rail Gun's massive range and kinetic power, she is not an expert marksman, but she is far from a poor shot. Augmenting her aiming ability she can interface with a scope built in with a zoom feature allowing her to aim better as if the scope were a third eye.

She carries a missile launcher which fires up to 6 small guided missiles which are good for taking out enemy aircraft, and hard targets.

The two weapons can be linked together in a mock energon longbow, or used individually. They both mount to her arms or legs in robot mode, or to the main body of her alt mode.

Her other weapons are there as fallback weapons. They are a pair of Energon Sabers that she has ingeniously rebuilt so that they can fire portions of it's energy as shattered energon blade and super heated plasma. In either mode they are a fairly close range weapon.

Among her triumphs is a low level force field that, while not giving much protection, reduces friction allowing her to move at high speeds in either form.

Weaknesses: She carries no major weaknesses short of the fact her past experiences tend to cloud her current judgments.

Sample Post:
With an energon goodie hanging from her teeth she looks up at a view screen and at a schematic of a Seeker. A ranking member of the Seekers that commissioned her to make a new weapons system custom for him.
She adjusts the calculations, and watches the predicted energy flow.

"FLAME WAR!"
She jumps out of her daze snapping the energon goodie. Half hits the control panel, she chews down the rest before she swivels in her office chair from her view screen. "Yes, " she looked over the shouting person reclined, and her legs crossed. Great, a commander. "Commander?" she adds after seeing who it was.

"Have you finished that weapons system I ordered?!" He barked at her.

"I have some kinks to work out. Wouldn't want an overload blowing you to slag, hm?" She sounded slightly annoyed. He checked in every Mega-cycle on the mega-cycle though she told him it'd take a while.

He sounded equally annoyed by the sound of his grunt, then he leaves to wait on his new toys.

She really did enjoy making weapons, weapons systems, and the sort. Design, building, even repairs and installation, but the impatient patients are the downside.

What was really great about her job was that she could spend her time doing the mad scientist routine. She practically had tenure, let alone free run of the lab. She truly did make devastating weapons.
Unfortunately a lot of these weapons, while powerful didn't always suit the tastes of the Decepticons.
And with the shortage of resources and power, few of her weapons got off the blueprint screen, left to be in the reserves, just in case.
She kept them encrypted, too. Even if the Autobots got it, they'd have to decode everything, and then get the resources to make the horrifying weapons.

Even with her massive intellectual capacity in many areas, she took requests. Even vague ones. Even if it was just to prove she could create a weapon for the job at hand. But that doesn't mean they actually -got- those weapons. No, some things took special notations. If she got authorization to build anything any time, and Primus forbid, the resources, she could have split Cybertron in half like a molten ball bearing by now.

And with the knowledge of building weapons she needed knowledge in metallurgy. That gave her some knowledge in creating armors, which she applied to herself.

Mixing armor and technology together, she's made force fields and the sort. Though a lot of that is still in the experimental phases and what few are made are for very large craft, and light protection. Again, she applied a prototype to herself.

One thing leads to another, and she's become a fairly respected scientist, though low in rank.

Supplementing her knowledge towards creation, she learned to use her weapons, and is a cunning fem-bot. She passed Decepticon Combat training some time in her illustrious career though she rarely used that training.
She's pretty flexible in terms of roles, though flexing that versatility is a rarity.

Who knows why she never got promoted too far. Ah well.
Then again she was happy enough. She had room to ply her trade, and has little interest in other things like advancement. As long as she can do what she wants she is happy.

Frenzy15 wrote:

The J Writer wrote:

Frenzy15 wrote:Name: Blade Buster
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Helicopter (army)
Weapons: Shock waves, Flame thrower, Mini-Missiles, Spinning Rotor blades, Lasers, Chest cannon
Special Abilities: Ability to create multiple holograms of large scale
Height: 25 feet
Quote: If its not a decepticon then you won't be seeing it anymore

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

Profile: Blade Buster is a Decepticon that is a close realative of Blackout. Blade Buster is just a bit weaker.

Abilities: Blade Buster can make holograms are allmost real that their minor weapins are real! The chest cannon opens up and shoots at long distance auto-bots. Blade Busters rotor blades are powerful enough to slice a building in half. The flamethrower can melt down certain auto-bots. The lasers are programmed to blind others. The mini-missiles are to get hard to reach smaller enemies. The ultra plasma cannon is designed to blow up anything it hits.

Weaknesses: Bigger enemies

Sample Post: On a peaceful day in a cybertron city a distant sound is heard.......a helicopter, it comes into the city and lands it then transforms and starts to destroy the city one sitizen yells out HELP! ITS BLADEBUSTER!

No sigs in RPG forums -Devastron

This one breaks several rules. Please have a look at the Rules and RPG History for some help.

Is it the weapons cos I read your aloud more weapons if you have high firepower and strength.

~Windcharger~ wrote:I hope it's not to soon to start playing a second character.

Brawn

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Demolitions
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Armed Transport
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: ?


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.

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:

Iacon ~ an Abandoned Warehouse

Surveying the job at hand, Brawn cracked his knuckles loosening the servo motors. “This looks like a big job. Perfect for me,” he said to no one in particular because he was all the way out here on his own. The task had fallen to him to bring down this old energon storage facility so that the other Autobots could recover the material to put towards the war effort. Not that Brawn minded being in combat alongside his friends, but it was nice to get back to some real work for a change. At least this building wouldn’t move when he got his strong hands on a girder or two.

Blasted spawn of Unicron! Brawn thought to himself. Those Deceptibums never stand and fight ‘bot to ‘con. Always running this way and that, and they have the gall to call us cowards. If I ever get my hands on them, I’ll show them what for. And, we can use them for spare parts instead of having to knock down old buildings.

Heading inside the warehouse, Brawn proceeded to survey recyclable materials that might be useful. Bending over, he picked up a 10 ft steel girder that had fallen in the doorway to wield as a bludgeon. With a mighty heave he swung the girder and ripped down a 30x30 ft section of the wall to reveal delicate fiber optic cable running floor to ceiling. He dropped the girder and grabbed hold of the loose cable. Pulling with all his might, the cable mountings broke free allowing him to pull massive amounts of the stuff out onto the floor. He coiled the cable and carried it outside with little difficulty despite the fact that the pile of cable was taller than him.

Brawn dutifully continued his meticulous, yet destructive, approach to manhandling any useful materials into the neat piles outside. Luckily, He wasn’t the one who had to haul all the stuff away. Happily smiling away, he prepared for his favorite part of the job – bringing the rest of the building down. He was glad that he was alone for this part; otherwise he might have to be careful. Running back inside, he started punching out all the support pillars. The building began to shake and sway. Laughing at himself, he ran through the building dodging debris as it fell from above. Many of his friends had assumed he wasn’t very agile because of his slow alt form. He relished the chance to have a good work out.

Looking about quickly, Brawn tried to spot his exit. To his left he spied a hole in the wall big enough for him to get out. Legs pumping he ran with all his might to escape the deafening roar of the collapsing building. Even though he was at a full sprint, he could not make it out before a section of flooring fell to cover his exit. His thoughts drifted to his friends. He wasn’t thinking about whether he would see them again. He was wondering what they would say when he told them how he escaped what might mean permanent stasis lock to many Autobots. He redoubled his effort running toward the wall, and at the last second he dropped his shoulder into the section of flooring blocking his escape. With a great yell he plunged through the layers of steel flooring emerging intact and safe on the other side.

Getting back to his feet, Brawn brushed off the rust dust and admired his new paint scratches. Turning back to the settling rubble of the warehouse, he admired his handiwork. “Not bad for half a Mega-Cycle’s work,” he confidently proclaimed. Opening a communications channel to Autobase Prime, he informed the rest of the Autobots on the completion of his appointed task. Taking one last look at the twisted metal figure he said, “I’m coming back to base, and I have a great story to tell you.”

JaAm wrote:Inferno
Autobot
function: search & rescue
altmode: fire truck
weapons: missles, extinguisher rifle
Abilities: fire-retardent foam
Quote:"Where there's smoke, there's me."

Strength 9
Intelligence 6
Speed 4
Endurance 8
Rank 5
Courage 9
Firepower 6
Skill 6


Profile: Inferno is one gung-ho robot, ready and willing to roll out into the thick of any action at the drop of a hat. If the mission is search and rescue he's one of the best bots to have around, but he's even happier when called on to fight. Nothing gets Inferno's circuits going like a one-on-one with a few Decepticon trouble makers.

Abilites: In addition to inferno's rifle, he can also spray flame-stopping foam, which will stop even the toughest fires. Inferno is also 100% fireproof, and can walk through flames without fear of damage.

Weaknesses: Inferno has a serous problem in that he will ofthen foresake what ever he's doing to get in a good fight. He can also get a bit reckless, and doesn't follow orders very well.

Sample post:

Inferno scambled to the collapsed building. Quickly, he began to spray foam on the fires, instantly extinguishing them. next, he quickly rasid the debris, looking for anyone who he could rescue. However, a laser blast streaked over the would-be rescouer's head, earning the decepticon who fired it Inferno's complete attention. AS Inferno charged off twords his attacker, his partner, Red Alert, called out, "Inferno! Prime said.. Oh, who am I kidding?", as he realized the poor odds of getting the headstrong 'bot to listen.

~Windcharger~ wrote:Was looking for a godd Decepticon to play.

Macabre

Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Sweeps
Function: Electric Warrior/Sweep second in command
Alt. modes: Cybertronian Hovercraft
Weapons: Heat laser, disintegrator cannons
Special Abilities: Robot Flight Mode, enhanced sensors, ability to escape earth’s gravity, ability to generate massive blasts of electricity (-6)
Height: 31ft / 9.46m
Quote: “Death comes with the crash of thunder and crackle of lightning.”

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



Profile: Formerly a second rate assassin, Macabre’s twisted and burnt frame was used for experiments to create powerful Decepticon warriors to serve under Scourge. With his new found power Macabre has become far more arrogant, disdaining most non-sweep Decepticons, particularly the Seekers, who he sees as the ‘old guard.’ This arrogance stems from a sense of superiority that he gained by reflecting on the painful process of his rebirth. To him, his previous life was a test to prove his commitment to the Decepticon cause, allowing him to be reborn to serve a higher calling. He seeks to raise the Sweeps to the elite position within the ranks where they truly belong. His loyalty to Scourge, Cyclonus and Megatron is absolute because he views himself as an apostle to Megatron in his quest for dominance; a quest that Macabre attributes an almost divine quality to.

Abilities: While Macabre only boasts average strength and combat skills, his electrical powers more than make up for it. He can generate massive bolts of electricity from his hands, shorting out electrical circuits and doing severe damage to other Transformers. In hovercraft mode, he is armed with disintegrator cannons that break down the molecular bonds of targets, dissipating them. In robot mode, he is armed with a heat laser that can turn most armor into slag. He also possesses the advanced sensors and space flight capabilities common to all of the Sweeps.

Weaknesses: Macabre’s ambition often makes him disliked outside of the ranks of the Sweeps and High Command. Other non-Sweep Decepticons are often reluctant to come to his aid in battle. Lacking the combat skills of a first-class warrior can lead to over-dependence on his electrical powers.

Sample Post:

Routine patrols were not meant for great warriors like sweeps. How dare Commander Starscream insult me like this. That short sighted fool lacks Megatron’s vision that will lead the Decepticons to glory. I, along with the sweeps will be there to bask in the magnificent darkness of Megatron’s supreme reign. While, Starscream and his antiquated seekers will left in the ashes of what once was.

All these thoughts floated through Macabre’s twisted consciousness as he flew on in the dark reaches of space. Truthfully, he relished these moments to himself where the dark coldness of space reflected the desires emanating from deep within his dark cold spark. Out here he felt absolute freedom. Out here he could design and replay exactly how the war with the Autobots would unfold. Within these visions he could endless opportunity to inflict untold suffering on the gruesome Autobots.

The depth of repulsion Macabre felt for the Autobot cause knew no bounds. He was always able to find new reasons to hate. Every time he found a new reason to hate, he found a new way to hurt. Therein was his raison d’etre. His allegiance to Megatron provided him with many opportunities to live out his fiendish fantasies. Through inflicting pain and suffering, which brought Macabre great joy, would bring him and the sweeps unto greater glory. It would not be long until his value to Scourge would be recognized by Megatron, and in turn to all Decepticons.

Nothing short of sheer brilliance, I have been chosen to help lead the Decepticons into a new age. All I want and more are within my reach. But, I must have patience. First, I must help prove the worth of all the sweeps. Together we will brush aside all the backward thinking foes and friends alike. Only the truly worthy will stand at Megatron's side at war's end.

At the end of his patrol, Macabre returned to base with a cleared head. Feeling reinvigorated, he cackled with glee knowing what lay ahead for the Autobots. Surely, his next mission would bring him the delight of bringing about the untimely demise of an unwary Autobot.

Kriszilla wrote:Name: Scope
Allegiance:Decepticon
Function: Infiltrator
Alt. mode: Cybertronian hoverjet
Weapons: Dual laser pistols, Custom fusion blaster.
Special Abilities: Sound dampeners, enhanced vision
Height: 12 ft, 2.5 meters (approx.)
Quote: 'A life without purpose is a life wasted.'

STRENGTH: 4
INTELLIGENCE: 8
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 4
ENDURANCE: 3
COURAGE: 6
FIREPOWER: 8
ACCURACY: 9
MELEE: 4
TECH SKILL: 5
CHARISMA: 2
RANK:

Profile: Scopes was once a street-punk with a penchant for shooting anybody in sight. But one day he took a shot at the wrong guy, and got a face full of plasma. he was reconstructed later in a prototype body, designed specifically for infiltration and sharpshooting purposes. he is unable to enact violence on other decepticons unless given clearance to do so, making him unable to hurt those who taunt him amongst the decepticon ranks.

Abilities: Scope has a top speed of 200mph in his alternate mode, and can fly at around 150mph in robot mode. He has a single eye which is far more complex than most other transformers'. It allows him to enhance his vision for as long as he wants, but it is susceptible to bright flashes, which can incapacitate him for up to a minute if they are powerful enough. He is also equipped with sound dampeners in his chassis, which make him almost silent even when moving at top speed.

Weaknesses: Scope's prototype body has a very vulnerable abdominal region, where it is easy to knock out his energy stores. He can also be stunned by flashbombs or explosions too close to him while he has his enhanced vision active. Lastly, his operational range does not allow him to travel far without additional energy stores.

Sample Post:

Autobot hideout, Cybertron.

Scope had been given orders to annihilate two specific members of an autobot raiding-gang. They had been damaging decepticon facilities and stealing energon. he was now in the bowels of their lair, an abandoned workshop.

Looking at the equipment they had, he was amazed they'd lasted very long at all. There were enrgy storage containers cobbled together from bits of walls and hull plating fragments, some were leaking raw energon, which attracted cyber-leeches to the cylinders. Two of the group's five members were asleep, rigged up to some crude regenerational devices. The others must have been out, as they weren't visible in the small hideout. The machines were repairing damage the two autobots had sustained during an unknown fight. One of the two in the chambers was a target for his mission.

The large yellow and red autobot was known only as The Crusher. Scope activated his enhanced visual sensors and took aim with his fusion rifle. Slowly and carefully, he homed in on The Crusher's spark housing. Scope had two charged shots before his rifle needed to enter a charging cycle, that was enough to kill this autobot. He squeezed the trigger. Two shots leapt from his weapon, smashing into the sleeping autobot's chest, ripping it apart and leaving him a smoking wreck as his spark dissipated from the ruin.

A blaring siren suddenly went off, Scope stood, in a battle-ready stance with his dual pistols drawn, he turned to the sound of something moving behind him, it was a light platform. He managed a mechanical scream as his enhanced senses absorbed the blinding light. He couldn't see!

The last thing he felt was a metallic clunk of a fist hitting him in the head. Scope woke up laying on the bed, a decepticon technician pulling interface cables away from Scope's body. A booming voice rang out across the room.
'Scope, you failed the simulation... Again.'

Grim Rod wrote:Name: Terrorcharge
Allegiance:Decepticon
Function: Tactician
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Radar Van
Weapons: Shoulder Cannon, Eye Lasers, Concussion Rifle, Laser Gun
Special Abilities: Radar
Height: 36 ft = ~11,0 m,
Quote: 'An opponent's battle tactics can reveal their every thought.'

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

Profile: Terrorcharge is a tactician willing to improvise. Many of his battle plans are known to have been made up on the spur of the moment, but the occasions on which is plans have failed are few and far between. Like most Decepticons, he aspires to take the reigns of leadership for himself. Charismatic and intelligent, he could easily trick a foolish ally into doing his dirty work. As of yet, he has rarely done so.

Abilities: Terrorcharge can travel at 60 mph to 99 mph. This means that he relies on offense to escape. His concussion blaster fires burning shrapnel, capable of tearing a foe apart if their armour is weak too weak.

Weaknesses: Terrorcharge is slow, and cannot outrun a fast foe. He also suffers from claustrophobia.

Sample Post: Battlefield near Decepticon installation

Terrorcharge surveyed the carnage taking place. As he watched, he realised the enemy's only tactic seemed to be a desparate, though effective charge.
"It would be interesting to see how they react to a flanking manoeuvre." he thought aloud. "Squad 3, what is your current status?"
His comm link crackled with static.
"Squad 3 commander, what is your status?" He concluded that the commander must have been deactivated.
"Squad 4, report your status."
He was relieved to hear a reply.
"This is Cannonball." came the Squad 4 commander's reply. "We're currently preparing to fire upon the enemy."
"Cease fire. Proceed with flanking manoeuvre."
"Understood. Cannonball out."
hiding in the shadows behind Terror Charge was an Autobot. Believing himself unnoticed, he creeped through the shadows, reaching for his laser pistol. Terror Charge had already located the Autobot with his Radar. He turned, his shoulder cannon firing at the would be assassin. The Autobot fell back, plumes of smoke wafting upwards.
"A noble attempt," he said, "But ultimately futile."
He transformed, and drove off down the slope towards Squad 4.

Upon spotting the small force, he found they had succesfully flanked the Autobots, and were engaged in battle. Deploying the Cannon that was usually on his shoulder through his sun roof, he fired on the Autobots. A small group near him scattered.
"You arrived at a good time." said Cannonball.
"Cannonball, I want you to disable the artillery!" Terrorcharge called over the roar of his engine and the gattling sound of his laser.
"Understood!" came the reply.
Terrorcharge transformed to robot mode. An Autobot ran towards him. Terrorcharge shot the weapon from the Autobot's hand, but he continued his charge. Terrorcharge punched at his opponent, who ran straight into his fist. Terrorcharge loaded his concussion rifle, keeping his foot on top of the Autobot.
"Perhaps you should have thought that through?" he suggested. He removed his foot and stepped back. As the Autobot rose to his feet, Terrorcharge fired his Concussion Rifle. The shrapnel tore through the warrior, dismembering him. He was thrown to the ground. the light faded from his eyes.
Terrorcharge turned, aiming his rifle at a nearby Autobot, who was firing in Cannonball's direction. Terrorcharge fired Shrapnel at him, but he turned in time to see it, and doged.
"Maybe you should learn how to aim?" he asked.
"On the contrary, I thought you would dodge that. Call it a warning shot." Terrorcharge smiled as he said this.
"Warning me about what?" the Autobot asked, puzzled.
"That." Terrorcharge pointed behind the Autobot.
"You think I'm gonna fall for that?"
"Well, nevermind then."
The large Decepticon tank that had been driving towards the Autobot crushed him.
"I did warn him" Terrorcharge said with a malicious smile.
"It looks like this battle's reacing its final stages. Landsmash, destroy the remaining Autobots."
"I'll tear them apart! Hahahah!" replied the large tank.
Terrorcharge made his way over to the artillery, shooting at Autobots as he did so. The large artillery Autobots were still trying to destroy Squad 4. Terrorcharge fired his concussion rifle at one artillerybot's face. It staggered and fell, crushing an Autobot soldier as it did.
Soon, only one artillerybot remained. In its last moments, it fired at Cannonball, blasting him backwards into the midst of the ending battle. Terrorcharge fired one last time, and the artillerybot fell, smashing into one of its brethren. One of the arms fell off.
"We win! Hahahaha!" cried Landsmash. Terrorcharge walked over to a pile of bodies. Among them was Cannonball, his life ebbing away.
"You did well, my friend." Terrorcharge said.
"Thank... you." replied the commander, shutting down. "Squad 4 have... served well. Make sure their new leader is... adequate."
"Of course. Goodbye."
"Good...bye... Terrrrr...."
Terrorcharge coverted to vehicle mode.
"Load him in here. I will take him back to the installation."
Squad 4 obliged, and Terrorcharge drove off towards the installation. The day had been won.

Optimus Frimal wrote:Thought I'd try for another character, not sure if this is accepted if he'd be counted as a conon or fan made as he's basically IDW Beast Wars Razorbeast, but as an Autobot and with some personality changes Anyway, hope he's ok

Name: Razorbeast
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Spy
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Motorbike (IDW Cybertronian Razorbeast)
Weapons: Double-barrelled laser blaster. Two small stun guns while in vehicle mode
Special Abilities: Cloaking Device (–6). Ability to create a hologram (- 3)
Height: 15ft / 4.4m
Quote: “In and out, without being noticed? It’s what I was created for. Literally…

STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 3
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 6
FIREPOWER:3
ACCURACY: 8
MELEE: 4
TECH SKILL: 6
CHARISMA: 4
RANK: ?

Profile:

Created for the sole purpose of espionage, Razorbeast is the literal definition of here one minute, gone the next. Having been fitted with a state of the art cloaking device at the time of his creation, allowing him to literally disappear from site for up to 3 hours and a hologram projector, allowing him to create a distraction, should he be found on a mission, Razorbeast is the best man for any kind of spy mission. Having been trained for the last three years since his creation in the art of espionage, Razorbeast can get into anywhere undetected (almost). Although invisible to the naked optic, Razorbeast’s cloaking device does not secrete him from radar and such other scanning devices. Razorbeast is extremely loyal to his superiors, and if needs be is willing to fight for peace until his spark is extinguished. Having said that, Razorbeast is not a particularly able combat fighter, trained in the use of his weaponry to take out his enemies with one shot and being trained in the best ways to disable an opponent with one blow, which causes Razorbeast problems should he be involved in prolonged battles. Although a usually joyful Autobot, Razorbeast finds it difficult to really connect with other Autobots due to his natural espionage programming, making him seem a bit of a loner and sometimes causing severe bouts of depression.

Abilities:

Cloaking device, rendering Razorbeast completely invisible from the naked optic for up to three hours before needing to recharge. However, can be detected by devices such as radar. Has the ability to create a hologram should he need to. Skilled with his double-barrelled laser blaster, which although a generally average weapon, has been known to take out Decepticons with one hit in Razorbeast’s hands. Stun guns in vehicle mode are able to stun and sometimes render enemies unconscious for periods of time.

Weaknesses:

Razorbeast’s lack of fighting knowledge can cause him to suffer whilst involved in long battles. His blaster has also been known to not always operate at full capacity, while his bouts of depression tend to render him ineffective for that time, making him unreliable.

Sample Post:

Iacon

“Ok Razorbeast, we’re gonna turn the lights on. You have 2 hours to get yourself out of there, with the required information and without setting off any alarms.” Came the voice of Optimus Prime through the Comm system.

“Got it.” Razorbeast replied.

“Good. See you on the other side.” Optimus replied.

Suddenly the pitch black room Razorbeast had been in was bathed in light. Razorbeast jumped slightly at the intensity of the lights.

‘Computer.’ He thought. ‘Activate visor. Set light filter at 25%’

‘Acknowledged.’ His computer replied.

A visor extended down from the top of Razorbeast’s head, covering his eyes and instantly making the room appear darker to Razorbeast. Once the visor had clicked into place, Razorbeast immediately activated a hologram of the layout of the place. His objective was approximately twenty clicks away. Easy enough to get to, except that along the way were thirty synthebots, all created to resemble some of the greatest warriors of the Autobot army, before then being implanted with said warriors battle skills as well.

Razorbeast deactivated the hologram and immediately formulated a plan of action. Razorbeast reached down to his side and disconnected a decoy bomb, like a real bomb, it made a very loud noise, but unlike a real bomb, it didn’t explode. Razorbeast activated the decoy bomb, which was one of many additional weapons Prime had given him for the training exercise and threw it against a wall. As soon as the decoy hit the wall, it ‘exploded’ and as soon as it exploded, two synthebots came thundering down the adjacent hallway, wondering what the source of the supposed explosion was. As soon as Razorbeast heard their footsteps, he activated his cloaking device and waited. Soon enough the two synthebots came into view, side by side, each looking equally bemused. Razorbeast got out his weapon and changed the view of his visor to show him each synthebots weakest point, so that he knew the quickest way to take them out. As soon as his computer had calculated and shown Razorbeast where these positions were, he let fire, instantly neutralising them.

‘That was easy enough. Just 28 more to go. Great…’ He thought

FuzzymusPrime wrote:Here's my own attempt at a Sweep. If he gets approved, I'd like him to start at Polyhex, so he can link in with the storyline that's developing there.

Blackguard

Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Sweeps
Function: Defense Warrior
Alt. modes: Cybertronian Hovercraft
Weapons: Heat laser, disintegrator cannons, Dark Energon Sword, spiked armor.
Special Abilities: Robot Flight Mode, enhanced sensors, ability to escape earth’s gravity
Height: 31ft / 9.46m
Quote: “Better an empire of villains than a graveyard of heroes.”

Strength: 07
Intelligence: 05
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 09
Endurance: 08
Courage: 08
Firepower: 07
Accuracy: 05
Melee: 08
Tech Skill: 04
Charisma: 06
Rank: ??

Profile: Even moreso than most Decepticons, Blackguard's sense of morality is twisted: He genuinely beleives that Goodness is a bad thing, a source of corruption, and that Evil is a source of true strength, granting the ability to create truly powerful warriors and armies. This makes him fanatically loyal to the Decepticon cause, and turns Megatron and his naked greed and ambition into a minor diety in his eyes. Blackguard exhorts unnessecary cruelty as a battle tactic in and of itself, to the point where he actually feels stronger and more competent after commiting evil acts. Whether this is simply psychosomatic or not is up for debate, but Blackguard's combat record speaks for itself.

Abilities: Blackguards armor is among the heaviest among the Sweeps, and in addition one of his standard wings seperates from his body to form a tower shield, allowing him to act as a defensive bulwark in the Decepticon lines. The armor's muddy black color hides a series of sharp spikes intended as a surprise In hovercraft mode, he is armed with disintegrator cannons that break down the molecular bonds of targets, dissipating them. In robot mode, he is armed with a heat laser that can turn most armor into slag. His favored weapon however, is a powerful Energon Longsword, specially tuned and adjusted to have maximum effect on Autobot armor and systems. This specific destructive frequency causes the blade to "glow black" to the optics of the Autobots. However, the blade is substantially less effective than normal against inanimate objects or Decepticons. He also possesses the advanced sensors and space flight capabilities common to all of the Sweeps.

Weaknesses: The enhanced engines required to let Blackguard's heavier frame keep up with his fellow sweeps require regular maintenance and burn significantly more fuel than normal. The modification to his wings to create his shield make him much less manuverable in robot mode flight than average. He is on record as using unconventional tactics, which often have no useful military function other than to sate Blackguard's lust for cruelty.

Sample post:
The dying Autobot warrior lay propped against the ruined bunker, his life-fluids leaking onto the muddy ground. Blackguard thought it made a pretty picture, but the sound it made ruined the experience.

"Please...help...mercy..."

Such inane prattle. We're trying to celebrate our victories and this thing insists on ruining the atmosphere with it's pathetic mewlings.

"Gee boss, what do we do know? Are we supposed to kill the 'Bot?" Terros was a new recruit, and had only heard rumors about what occured on the battlefield.

"Kill it?" Blackguard turned to the young warrior. "Put it out of it's misery? Take it from it's agony and place it in the peace of oblivion? That sounds like...mercy. I didn't realised the Decepticons were in the business of granting mercy to the accursed Autobots!" Terros flinched from Blackguard's stern gaze.

The autobot seemed almost heartened by this. "Please....I'll do anything...I'll even join...the decepticons...."

Blackguards only response was to slide his blade into a nook just below the Autobot's neck, and twist, causing a shower of black sparks. The Autobot screamed, and then was silent, as his vocoder went flying across the blasted street. The rest of him continued to spasm, as the black energon waves ate into his systems.

"That should take care of the noise. Now we can get back to more interesting things."

"Like what Boss?", Terros asked as Blackguard sat down on a nearby block.

"Like watching it die, as nature intended, with it's fuel and lubricants leaking into the ground, it's systems siezing up one by one, and it's accursed spark leaving it's body in a final desperate attempt to escape the agony. I can't think of a better way to spend the next few breems."

Terros looked agast at his commander, then turned away from the unnerving sight. "Uh, I'm going to check if they need anyone ofr patrols." he said as he half-ran from the scene.

Blackguard didn't notice. He was too engrossed in the view of the still-twitching Autobot, feebly reaching out to him in one final attempt to be saved.


I based the statline on Macabre's, added back in the 6 points for Macabre's Electric powers, and took 2 off for Blackguard's extra weapons, for 4 extra. Let me know if I've got the math wrong either way.

JaAm wrote:Alright, let's try this again, with a G2 character...

Skyjack
Decepticon
Function: Spy
Altmode: Cybertronian jet
Weapons: Wrist mounted missle launcher
Height: 30 ft./9.15 m

"Trust me if you dare."

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


Profile:Rumored to be sympathetic to the Autobot cause - once photographed meeting with Optimus Prime. In reality, a master spy who can' t be trusted. He'll buy you a glass of high-octane turbo juice one minute, then steal secrets from you the next. He's also been known to be very charasmatic, and could probobly even convince you that attacking megatron unarmed is a good idea.

Abilities: While Skyjack isn't particularly gifted, he can be very fast, and as mentioned earlier, exremely persuasive. His wrist rockets are lethal, given that they don't explode until they've prenetrated one's armor.

Weaknesses. Years of trickery and deceit have left Skyjack with one weakness. He absolutely trusts nobody, and has no real friends.

Sample Post: The seeker was sulking in a typical angsty way, like most young recruits. Skyjack could tell that he was dissatisfied with his boss, just from the young soldier's appearance. Skyjack walked up to the seeker, and casually began a conversation.

"Not a fan of Starscream, Eh?" He asked.

"Not at all, the young soldier responded.

"I don't like the guy either, personally. Maybe we should get a new air commander, ya get wha I mean?"

The inexpirienced soldier, catching on, perked up in suprise.
"You mean... Kill starscream?"

"Yep," Skyjack replied. "It shouldn't be to hard, just squeeze off a shot at him when his back's turned. Bam, he's dead, and you could be the boss. It's not that hard, when you think about it."

"Wow, Thanks for the idea!" The soldier ran off, presumably to go get his weapon. As Skyjack walked back to his quarters he muttered to himself, "Sucker." Truth be told, Skyjack had had it with the stupid recruit's whining, and getting him to fight Starscream would be the perfect way to get rid of him.

doomboy536 wrote:Battletrap

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Assault Team
Altmode: Jeep and helicopter gunship
Weaponry: Double-barreled assault missile launcher with infra-red sight in robot mode, jeep has twin lasers and helicopter has two missile launchers, one mounted on each wing.
Special Abilities: Transforms into two autonomous vehicles.
Height: 24 ft/7.3m
Quote: "We're only halves of a whole, but double the trouble."

Strength: 7
Intelligence: 3
Speed: 6
Endurance: 8
Courage: 6
Firepower: 7
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 4
Tech Skill: 4
Charisma: 5

Profile
Battletrap can best be described as playful - in the same sense that a cat is playful with a mouse that it's caught before the cat moves in for the kill. If his two components were humans they'd very likely be a wrestling tag-team. He likes to trap an adversary between his jeep and helicopter components and have "fun" with him- knock him back and forth a bit - before finally ripping him to pieces. He's cheerful and good-natured- no doubt because he enjoys his work so much.

Abilities
Battletrap can divide his robot into two separate and autonomous vehicle modes - jeep and helicopter. The two vehicles have identical personalities and can recombine into robot mode in 1.6 seconds. The jeep has a maximum speed of 90 mph and a range of 600 miles. In robot and jeep modes, Battletrap uses a double-barreled, wire-guided assault missile launcher with infra-red imaging for night-firing capabilities. The helicopter has a maximum speed of 780 mph and a range of 1200 miles. It is packed with electronic detection, jamming and communication equipment.

Weaknesses
Battletrap has good strength in robot mode, but sacrifices much of this for mobility when he divides into his two vehicle modes. Neither vehicle is especially rugged or weapons-fire-resistant.

Sample Post

Battletrap's jeep form raced after the Autobot civilian through the shattered streets of the latest sector to fall under attack by the Decepticon war machine, his roof-mounted lasers blasting away. Battletrap had been chasing this Autobot for what seemed like days, and he was loving every passing moment of it.
Battletrap! Watch it!
What is it Battletrap?
He’s leading you into an ambush Battletrap, there’s a few warriors them behind a barricade roughly 2 kliks ahead.
Have they spotted you Battletrap?
Negative Battletrap, the artillery fire is masking my noise quite well, plus I’m at a high altitude. I’ll turn on my jammers when I get close enough.
Maintain altitude Battletrap, but when we get close enough introduce yourself.
I like your thinking Battletrap!
Battletrap did love these conversations with himself, they were always so much fun. He turned his attention back to the Autobot, whose wheel clipped some fallen debris, causing the Autobot to turn over. Battletrap immediately hit the brakes and held his fire, pulling himself to a halt as the Autobot transformed. He didn’t want the fun to end just yet. He sniggered as he saw that the Autobot was trying to scramble away, a look of total fear in his optics. A fear that was totally justified – the Decepticon offensive had cut through the Autobot defences like a laser scalpel through damaged armour, scattering the defenders and opening the city up to the slaughter that awaited it. Charging the walls was all well and good, but the chase, catching the fleeing enemy, this was what Battletrap lived for.

By now, the Autobot had picked himself back up and had turned away, about to transform.
“Can’t have that!” Battletrap called out, firing a laser blast that caught the Autobot on the right torso, not enough to kill him but enough to send him spinning to the ground, smoke billowing out of the damaged robot.
“Aren’t you going to get up?” Battletrap inquired innocently, adjusting the aim of his laser blasters. The Autobot grimaced and tried to stand, but collapsed face down, energon leaking from his wounds.
Bummer!
What is it Battletrap?
I didn’t meant to kill him Battletrap!
He’s probably in stasis lock Battletrap, we can finish him later. Let’s deal with the others.
Heh yeah, nice idea Battletrap. See you soon!
Battletrap started his engine again, speeding down the street to where the ambush was supposed to be. Sure enough, there was a hastily-erected barricade comprised of building debris with 3 Autobots behind it. He saw them picking up and aiming their weapons at him. They began to fire erratically and Battletrap had to swerve to dodge some of the shots.
Battletrap?
Coming Battletrap!
Contrails raced to the ground as the helicopter fired his missile launchers, rockets racing towards the barricade. Battletrap had the joy of seeing the Autobot disappear in a fireball that showered the area with wreckage. The helicopter descended rapidly down to street level as the jeep approached the remains of the barricade. Only one Autobot was functional, and even he had half his torso ripped open by shrapnel and was missing an arm. As the helicopter came near to the jeep, it folded in half as the jeep raised its lower section as it split in half. The two vehicles combined into robot mode, and now Battletrap was pointing his missile launcher in the Autobot’s face.
“End of the road Autobot,” Battletrap stated as he stepped forward and brought his foot down on the Autobot’s head, crushing it utterly.
“Not bad, not bad,” he chuckled to himself as he surveyed his handiwork.

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~Windcharger~ wrote:Can't get enough of those canon characters.

Thundercracker

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Jet
Weapons: Incendiary Guns, Drone Rockets
Special Abilities: In addition to radar, Thundercracker is able generate controlled, deafening sonic booms.
Height: 31 ft / 9,46 m
Quote: "The deadliest weapon is terror."

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



Profile:
Thundercracker is the epitome of loyalty in mind and heart, a rank-and-file warrior who sees beyond his daily duties to an awareness of the bigger picture. More compassionate and insightful than his best friend Skywarp, his steady common-sense outlook and personable nature make him well-liked in the Decepticon ranks; he is often the peacemaker among the flyers when tempers get out of hand. He sometimes grows weary of the war upon seeing so many of his companions fall - but this just redoubles his dedication to an eventual Decepticon victory. His place is at his comrades' side, a thing he can never forget, and he would shirk no duty or danger to do his part for the cause. Yet he is not totally convinced of the cause that he serves. Only the words of his Decepticon companions about the rightness of their cause, the destiny of conquest that is their birthright, convince him to go on. He is persuaded because he wants to be persuaded. Without a sense of purpose, Thundercracker would find his life unbearable.

Abilities:
Like his follow Decepticon jet fighters, Thundercracker can attain speeds of up to 2000 mph and more. He has the additional ability to produce controlled sonic booms of deafening magnitude that can be heard within a 200-mile radius. He can launch a drone rocket with a range of 500 miles that behaves similarly to a cruise missile and has the concussive force of 3000 lbs. of TNT. He has a shoulder-mounted automatic incendiary gun that shoots at 100 rounds per minute heat-resistant ceramic bullets containing a highly explosive flammable material that ignites on impact. Thundercracker can hold his own in ground-based combat better than the average flyer, and does not suffer the claustrophobia in close quarters that is common to many specialized air warriors.

Weaknesses:
Due to being more of a thinker than most Decepticon Seekers, Thundercracker can’t help but doubt the Decepticon cause but remains quiet out of fear of what Megatron would do if he learned of it. The fear of losing his friends because of his hesitation compels him to ignore his doubts.

Sample Post:
How long do I have to wait here? Thundercracker thought to himself. He hated having downtime. It was at times like these his doubts gnawed away at his confidence. Sitting in a CR chamber may repair his body, but it did nothing for his psyche. There was a reason he craved being in the sky at the front lines. His fervor to be in combat helped mask his insecurities. He shuddered to think what Megatron would do to him if he was caught questioning the Decepticon cause. By no means did Thundercracker consider himself to be an Autobot sympathizer, but to convince Megatron otherwise would be a fruitless endeavor. The best thing for him to do was to keep on as he always did. Hide his true feelings deep and continue to be an exemplary soldier. The best defense is a good offence.

Even his best friend Skywarp did not know Thundercracker’s true feelings. He wished he could share these thoughts with his friend and comrade, but he doubted whether his fellow seeker would comprehend the full meaning of those feelings. Thundercracker smiled at the thought of his friend trying to think beyond battle strategy. It had never been one of his strong points. He and Skywarp had been friends for thousands of Vorns now. They were very close in combat abilities, so Starscream had made them wing-mates for thousands of missions. There wasn’t another Transformer in existence that he was closer to than Skywarp. Over time Thundercracker had developed a brotherly instinct toward the seeker. Afraid to lose such a close comrade in combat, Thundercracker always tried to look out for Skywarp, though it was difficult to keep up when he decided to teleport.

Besides Skywarp, Thundercracker maintained a friendly relationship with most of the seekers. He always felt awkward trying to inspire fear in those that he felt were his equals. Thus, he decided he would maintain efforts to be approachable to his fellow seekers. It was really only Starscream that troubled him. The seeker commander was a sniveling, overly ambitious suck up to Thundercracker's optic sensors. To be sure, a strong warrior but it seemed that the commander could care less about his troops. Thundercracker found this to be most distasteful. The thought of losing comrades and friends because of Starscream's bungling leadership was almost enough to convince Thundercracker to try and take over leadership of the seekers. If only he believed he had the capacity to lead, he might do it.

However, the passive aggressive approach seemed to serve Thundercracker better. He figured it would better let Starscream take the blame for unsuccessful missions. Megatron was no fool, and he could only tolerate so much failure. Starscream could look after himself, Thundercracker wanted no part in the politics of running a war. Being a warrior is all he had ever really been good at, so best to keep at it. A change of profession at this point would be certain to earn ire from his friends. The thought of losing friendships was enough to reinforce his decision to serve Megatron.

I will not let my friends down. I will be Megatron’s most loyal soldier. Win the war against the Autobots is all that matters. Then I won’t have to fight anymore.

As the CR chamber opened, Thundercracker saw his friend Skywarp waiting for him. The black and purple seeker was cracking his knuckles and smiling. He told Thundercracker, “Commander Starscream has given us orders. We get to go thrash some puny Autobots. Make them think twice about crossing us again. We’ll terrorize them.”

Thundercracker smiled back at his friend and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, telling him, “The deadliest weapon is terror, my friend. Let’s fly!”

Smokescreen GT wrote:Hi, everyone! I’ve been browsing these boards for a little while now and I thought I’d take a stab at applying for a character. I’ve always enjoyed writing fiction (when I have the time) and this ongoing RPG looks like a lot of fun. So, here’s my application for Silverstreak, aka Bluestreak. I hope it’s okay with the mods if I use the name Silverstreak instead, since that’s what the character goes by nowadays, and I prefer it. However, if it’s a big deal, then I’ll settle for Bluestreak. Just let me know. Anyway, here’s the application. I hope I covered all the bases.

Name: Silverstreak (aka Bluestreak)
Allegiance: Autobots
Function: Gunner.
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Sports Car.
Weapons: Twin shoulder mounted rocket launchers, Ion-charge disperser rifle.
Height: 24ft / 7.32m.
Quote: "I never met a Decepticon I didn't dislike."

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

Profile: Conversations don't come easy when Silverstreak is around. His talent for incessant and often inane talk tends to drown out those close by, but at least his gregarious manner serves to lighten the otherwise grim situation of the Autobots. What is not widely known is the underlying reason for his endless droning: to hide the fact that he hates war. Despite his formidable weaponry and his blazing speed, he is basically not a warrior type. Autobot Commander Optimus Prime's faith in him helps sustain Silverstreak in the heat of battle. Optimus knows that Silverstreak will be forever haunted by the memory of his witnessing the total destruction of his city back on Cybertron by the Decepticons. He was the lone survivor. "There's some demons running loose inside that boy," says Hound, "and sometimes I think they grab hold of him and won't let him go."

Abilities: In automobile mode, Silverstreak is among the fastest Autobots. He can sustain speeds of up to 150 mph for more than 12 hours. Is a highly skilled marksman, was one of the best during the War on Cybertron and on Earth. In robot mode, he carries twin shoulder mounted rocket launchers, each capable of hurling a shell containing four independently targetable warheads. Each warhead possesses the concussive force equivalent of 150 lbs. of TNT. His ion-charge disperser rifle electrifies a line of particles in the air in the direction in which it is pointed. By its nature, its accuracy is limited, but it can shoot an electrified particle beam, resembling blue lightning, a distance of 12 miles and punch a 10 foot hole in a cinder-block wall. The electrical charge of a single bolt can be as high as 80,000 volts.

Weaknesses: As powerful and threatening as he is, Silverstreak can be completely undone at times by his disdain for combat and his reluctance to fight.

Sample Post: Silverstreak sped across the Cybertronian terrain with a Decepticon seeker jet hot on his heels. “This guy’s fast!” Silverstreak muttered to himself as he quickly maneuvered around some debris that littered the road ahead. The seeker fired several shots, which hit the ground directly in front of Silverstreak, creating a great fireball. For a brief moment, Silverstreak saw a flash of the past when he witnessed his home city burn in the aftermath of a Decepticon attack. It was the worst day since he went online, and one he would never forget. Silverstreak shook off the image and swerved to the right, successfully avoiding the inferno for the most part. Slightly singed, he continued onward, the seeker jet closing in fast.

I’ve got to think of something soon or I’m scrap, he thought to himself, as his sensors surveyed the landscape ahead. He picked up something in the distance. It was a large structure of some kind, possibly the remains of a building that was the casualty of this never-ending war. “That’s it!” he said aloud. Silverstreak sped up, heading directly at the structure. The seeker, still close behind him, fired more shots, each missing their target. Silverstreak continued to accelerate, forcing the seeker to speed up as well. Then, just before he would have hit the front of the building, Silverstreak slammed on his breaks, screeching to a sudden halt. The Decepticon jet flew by him like a laser blast. The seeker had been paying too much attention to his Autobot target on the ground and not enough attention to what was right in front of him. Unable to stop in time, the seeker collided with the structure, exploding on contact. Flaming metal tumbled down the side and came to rest at the base.

Silverstreak transformed into robot mode and inspected what was left of the Decepticon. In the fire that had engulfed the seeker’s remains, his dark spark faded into oblivion. It was another job well done, but Silverstreak was hardly in the mood for celebrating. He let out a quiet sigh of both relief and exhaustion. “When will it end?” he whispered, not expecting an answer. He turned away from the dead seeker and transformed back into vehicle mode. Within five nano-kliks, Silverstreak had sped away across the war-torn landscape, disappearing from sight.