The Energon Pub

titankiller wrote:Hey, I'm new to Transformers, so go easy on me. And yes, I'm basing this character off the Blackout from recent movie. I checked through the current characters and couldn't find one with this name.

Name: Blackout
Allegiance: Decepticons
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Helicopter
Weapons: Forearm-mounted Gatling Cannon x2, chest-mounted Plasma cannon, Missile Launcher x2, multi-bladed close combat weapon
Special Abilities: EMP emitters, flight in robot mode
Height: 33ft/10m
Quote: "He who cares for the opinions of others is lost."

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

Profile: Cruel, vicious and utterly dedicated to Megatron's ideals, Blackout could be considered an icon of true Decepticonism. He is contemptuous of the misguided Autobots and will carry out his orders without a moment's hesitation. He has ambitions for command, but only at the small unit level; he believes no 'Con is as fit for command as Megatron is, an attitude that will put him at odds with others such as Starscream.

Abilities: Blackout's forearm cannons are large-caliber slugthrowers, with a maximum range of 2km. His powerful plasma cannon is concealed with in his chest, which he uses to his advantage to surprise enemies. The cannon has a maximum range of 10km. Both weapon systems are only usable in robot mode.

His helicopter mode has a pair of missile launchers mounted alongside the main fuselage; their maximum range is 75km. In robot mode, he may detach the set of rotor blades on his back and wield it as a close combat weapon.

One of the most powerful weapons in Blackout's arsenal are the EMP emitters located in his hands and feet. He is able to transmit the pulses through direct contact, in addition to projecting them along solid surfaces (akin to lightning striking a body of water). When used as such, the pulses can travel for up to 250 meters.

In helicopter mode, he can fly at just under Mach 1, and has a range of 2,000km.

Weaknesses: With heavy armor, devastating firepower and great physical strength, Blackout has few weaknesses. However, the contempt in which he holds his opponents can lead to him overlooking things, making tactical errors, or otherwise leave himself vulnerable.

Sample Post: Blackout's photoreceptors picked out the slight shift of amongst the gunmetal wreckage. Hmmm, he inwardly computed, an Autobot scout. An excellent use of camouflage, but not good enough.

With surprising stealth for one of his size, he crept through the ruined city towards his target. Countless months of fighting had reduced it to a slag-pit filled with combatants reduced to stalking each other individually, battlelines having dissolved into simply bases of operations that the opposing sides operated out of.

Today had been slow; earlier he had exchanged fire with an Autobot but the slippery little fragger had managed to get away. He'd pursued as far as he dared, but eventually given up and continued to sweep the area; now it looked like he might have actually found the runt.

Blackout paused as he was about to make the final dash to the Autobot's position. Something wasn't right, this was too easy...

A ruby beam of energy lanced past him, within a fingerspan of his chest. Blast! A sniper?! he howled to himself. How did he spot me?! He dropped to prone, a second shot slashing through where he'd just been standing. This Autobot was a decent shot, at least against a stationary target.

Rolling to his left, he sprang back to his feet and powered through the wall in front of him. As soon as he was through it, he jumped and triggered his transformation, feeling the familiar process as his body folded in on itself and reconfigured into a helicopter. Gaining speed, he oriented himself towards where he guessed the Autobot was hidden, a building about two miles off. Loosing a pair of heat-seekers, he watched them acquire and home in on his target.

A third laser shot stabbed out and pierced one missile, bursting it into a cloud of orange fire. The second one continued to zero in on the sniper, only to be distracted by a cleverly-thrown hand-flare. It didn't matter; Blackout had traced the sniper's shot back to its source and hurtled towards it at close to the speed of sound. Just before impact, he transformed again in mid-air, smashing through the flimsy wall and somersaulted into the room beyond. Coming up in a crouch with his arm raised, he and and his target drew beads on each other at the same time. Both shots went wide as they spun out of the line of fire.

Stepping back out of cover, he didn't see the 'Bot, but heard a revving sound. Looking down, he saw a blue truck come hurtling towards him; it fragmented and then reconstructed itself into his opponent, shoulder-slamming his chest. Spinning with the impact, he hurled the 'Bot past him. As the two combatants faced each other again, Blackout saw the knife in the sniper's hand. Sweeping out his own weapon, he swung the slightly-fanned blades and grazed its chest. Sparks flew and it quickly learned, so he missed on the reverse stroke. Grinning savagely, he used the momentum of the second swing to snap the rotor blades to their fully extended position.

Hurling the blades towards his foe like a throwing star, it dodged as he had expected, but took its attention off him long enough for him to close to arms length. Seizing it by the throat, he grinned as its photoreceptors widened in fear. He even welcomed the pain of the knife stabbing into his side. With a bestial roar, he deployed his chest cannon and fired it point-blank at the Autobot's spark housing. Three times. The first shot was sufficient to do the job, the other two were for fun. Its photoreceptors dimmed as the sound of the last shot died away, so he knew it had felt all three before it had died.

Casting aside the shattered body, Blackout retrieved his rotor blades and reattached them. It was just as he was about to transform that he realized he still had the knife stuck in his side. Pulling it free, he saw it was of inferior Autobot design. Disgusted that such a thing had even scratched him, he snapped it in two.

Nearby, he heard the sounds of a motor, then a vehicle speeding off. He realized that it was first Autobot he had spotted and it was escaping. "That's alright," he said aloud to the corpse. "One of Lord Megatron's favorite tactics: kill all except one, then let it live to carry back the terror." With a savage laugh, he transformed and headed out to hunt those who would inevitably come.

Looks good. Just remember, this ain't the movie. Approved, and you can start him in the Tagan Heights as newly-arrived reinforcement.

Optimus Frimal wrote:Having realised that my earlier attempt at Razorbeast strayed to far from his real character, I thought I'd go for the same TF, but with a different name

Name: Nighthawk
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Spy
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Motorbike
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, Nighthawk 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, Nighthawk 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, Nighthawk’s cloaking device does not secrete him from radar and such other scanning devices. Nighthawk is extremely loyal to his superiors, and if needs be is willing to fight for peace until his spark is extinguished. Having said that, Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk problems should he be involved in prolonged battles. Although a usually joyful Autobot, Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk’s hands. Stun guns in vehicle mode are able to stun and sometimes render enemies unconscious for periods of time.

Weaknesses:

Nighthawk’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 Nighthawk, 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.” Nighthawk replied.

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

Suddenly the pitch-black room Nighthawk had been in was bathed in light. Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk’s head, covering his eyes and instantly making the room appear darker to Nighthawk. Once the visor had clicked into place, Nighthawk 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.

Nighthawk deactivated the hologram and immediately formulated a plan of action. Nighthawk 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. Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk 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. Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk where these positions were, he let fire, instantly neutralising them.

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

There should be some mention of his cloak having a "fringe" (i.e., he needs to be careful when moving because it creates something of a noticeable distortion, if someone is looking carefully - think of Predator cloaks). Once that's added in, he's approvable.

OK, will do

Name: Nighthawk
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Spy
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Motorbike
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, Nighthawk 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, Nighthawk 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, Nighthawk’s cloaking device does not secrete him from radar and such other scanning devices. Nighthawk is extremely loyal to his superiors, and if needs be is willing to fight for peace until his spark is extinguished. Having said that, Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk problems should he be involved in prolonged battles. Although a usually joyful Autobot, Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk’s hands. Stun guns in vehicle mode are able to stun and sometimes render enemies unconscious for periods of time.

Weaknesses:

Nighthawk’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. As well as his cloaking device not masking Nighthawk from devices such as radar, it also does not mask any noise he should make, such as walking. It has also been known to flicker occasionally, rendering Nighthawk visible for brief periods of time

Sample Post:

Iacon

“Ok Nighthawk, 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.” Nighthawk replied.

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

Suddenly the pitch-black room Nighthawk had been in was bathed in light. Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk’s head, covering his eyes and instantly making the room appear darker to Nighthawk. Once the visor had clicked into place, Nighthawk 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.

Nighthawk deactivated the hologram and immediately formulated a plan of action. Nighthawk 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. Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk 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. Nighthawk 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 Nighthawk where these positions were, he let fire, instantly neutralising them.

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

Name: Jetfire
Allegiance: Autobots
Function: Air Guardian
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Jet
Weapons: double-barrelled photon cannon
Optional- Two attachable Missile pods containing 8 armour piercing missiles.
Special Abilites: Able to leave Atmosphere (through use of optional and detachable booster) Flight ability in robot mode.
Height: 36 ft. 11.0 Meters
Quote: "Among the mysteries of science lies the key to victory."

STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 9
DEXTERITY: 5
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 6
FIREPOWER: 6
ACCURACY: 5
MELEE: 5
TECH SKILL: 9
CHARISMA: 5
STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 10
COURAGE: 9
SPEED: 10
FIREPOWER: 8
ENDURANCE: 4
SKILL: 9
DEXTERITY: 7
CHARISMA: 8
TECH SKILL: 9
MELEE: 5

Profile: Jetfire was once an Autobot Scientist and infamously noted by being one of the few Transformers to disbelieve in the concept of Primus. This ideology didn’t lead to much popularity from other scientists or officials when it came to the requisition of materials to continue with his experiments. When the Decepticon movement started, Jetfire welcomed it and willingly joined their ranks, seeing their policies as being the start of a better dawn for Cybertron. Soon, the war broke out and began to reach the levels of ferocity that has continued to the present day, causing Jetfire to doubt the course he had aligned himself with. Soon, he defected and joined the Autobot ranks, but he still feels that he has yet to have fully gained the trust of some of his fellows. If not for his former dalliance in the Decepticons, then in his ideological beliefs.
Science is Jetfire’s driving motivation and his belief in its abilities makes him one of the more daring Autobots. Being one of the swiftest of all the Autobots, Jetfire’s bravado is tempered by one overriding thought: he sincerely believes that victory over the Decepticons can only come through advancements in Autobot technology. As a scientist such a credo is perhaps only natural. His allegiance to his cause is only matched by his devotion to scientific research. The Decepticons- Starscream in particular are eager to hunt him down, not only for his betrayal, but for treading on the aerial domain they consider their territory.

Abilities: In Cybertronian 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. With his booster pack fully charged, Jetfire is capable of achieving orbital velocities, or to even escape planetary gravity altogether to travel between planets, but he is too nervous to use this particular ability and so remains untested. With this capability, he can shoot up above the atmosphere, and, at a speed of Mach 29, dive down half a world away only 3.61 breems later. In robot mode, he is equipped with a double-barrelled photon cannon and in fighter-mode, he has the option of eight heat-seeking photon missiles.

Weaknesses: Jetfire's range is limited by his fuel consumption; any long distance trip requires his refueling when he lands. He is prone to numerous mechanical failures due to lack of testing in his new hardware. Anything from a malfunctioning radio to an engine stall has been known to happen. Due to Jetfire’s past, some Autobots are less willing that others to give him the trust and respect he has earned fighting alongside the Autobots

SAMPLE POST
Jetfire had to be quick. The majority of the Decepticons were offline apart from a few sentry guards, but it would only take one wrong move to have the alarms set off and all manner of Decepticon hell fall on him.
After all, the penalty for treachery is death.
He quickly finished packing the rest of his possessions and instruments. All the research he had done into a possible downsizing of the Transformers bodies in order to allow for better conservation of Energon (possibly centuries or millennia off a practical working theorem) to the vast projects left unfinished and unrefined had been placed as best as they could inside the large, metal crate. His work safely stored away, he picked the crate up under his arm and stepped cautiously out of the door.
The decision to leave the Decepticons had not been an easy one. Some of the earlier manifestoes for a unified Cybertron and expansion into space had made sense, along with the rationing of Energon to prepare for the approaching energy crisis. But as the cause had progressed from a few radicals into a full blown war, Jetfire quickly found those manifesotes being corrupted into something much dangerous and much more fanatical and he had seen it claim quite a few of those he considered friends. When he had first met Starscream, he almost considered him a kindred spirit in some respects, if slightly devious and obsessed with the trappings of command rather than the actual responsibilities. Now Starscream was as dangerous and as ambitious as Megatron itself and any real sense of friendship was pretty much gone. Jetfire moved as quick as he can down he corridors, his thoughts of the past destroyed by his own desire for survival in the present.
He came out of the lift to find the way to the exit blocked by a Decepticon carrying a large laser rifle with dangerous skill and precision. Jetfire’s first instinct was to step back into the lift and go back to his quarters, but he knew that if he turned back now, he could never escape the Decepticon’s snare. He looked at the guard and then looked down at his crate of notes, inventions and scraps. The majority of his work was of little or no importance to anyone but him, the more important pieces of research were safely kept in his own databanks. He couldn’t shoot at the guard without setting off all the alarms, the guard would probably not move until the next shift change and there was only one solution, one way to escape and to do so, would involve the use of all his scientific know-how and research.
He brought the crate down on the guards head when he wasn’t looking. The guard fell to the floor, the crate landing on top of him. In an instant, Jetfire leapt through the open doors and starting running towards freedom, he heard a cry behind him and knew the guard was up and alerting everyone else. He saw searchlights flash through the sky around him, sentry guards trying to bring their turbolaser batteries to bear on him and shoot him down where he stood. Behind him, the lights of the Decepticon base burst into life like a star going supernova. Jetfire jumped into air and transformed into fighter mode, shooting up into Cybertron’s sky.
Jetfire had yet to try the turbo thruster he had devised. It had been something he had been working on for some time, a fast effective form of planetary travel. With Decepticon seekers zooming after him, it was as good a time as any to actually test. He braced himself and activated the thrusters. The speed was immense and a crushing force was above him from all sides as he shot out of the range of the seekers. Struggling against the forces, he tilted himself up towards the stars.
Jetfire shot up, up, up, higher than he had ever been before. Higher than nearly any Transformer had achieved under his own power. He felt the heat of the atmosphere lick at his chassis. Jetifre wanted to reach his hands out, despite the heat and grasp at the stars for they were so beautiful. It was then that he began to feel slow and heavy, the thruster’s immense propulsion was starting to give out, the fuel hungrily spent. Jetfire strained to turn himself back towards Cybertron’s surface once more and he started to feel the heat dissipate around and he started to descend, Cybetron once more grabbing a hold on him.
Jetfire landed gracelessly on the grounds near Iacon. He transformed into Robot form as he rolled across the ground. His thrusters dropping from his back and clattering to the surface behind him. Slowly, he got to his feet and looked around him. He looked up at the gleaming towers of Iacon and knew that he had finally made it.
Which was the exact moment twenty Autobots leapt out from cover, each one pointed a dangerous looking laser canon at him.
‘My name’s Jetfire… I’ve come to join the Autobots!’
Grimlock, hulked up to him and grabbed him by the shoulder.

‘Bit late to join Autobots… don’t you know there’s a war on? Either our side or their side and you’ve just come from their side?’

Grimlock pushed Jetfire to his knees and rubbed his electro-sword against his neck.

‘Traitors have no place with the Autobots.’

There was a long, silent pause. Jetfire looked up at Grimlock who raised his sword lazily in the air and was about to bring it down when a voice sounded out across the lands.

‘Grimlock, wait!’

A figure appeared on the horizon, it was Optimus Prime.

‘It’s just a Decepticon rat who decided to join the good guys, Sir. We don’t need people like him in our ranks,’ said an Autobot soldier who was shot a glare from Prime that froze him where he stood. Optimus Prime moved towards Grimlock and Jetfire, Grimlock stepping back cautiously as Optimus helped Jetfire to his feet.

‘I’m sorry for the rude arrival committee,’ said the Autobot Leader gently.

‘Honestly, I
didn’t expect anything less,’ said Jetfire wearily, a trace of disappointment in his vocal circuits.

‘We’ll have to keep you under observation for a while. We’ve had problems with infiltration agents, all regular procedure. But eventually, if you’re truly honest about being an Autobot, you’ll be allowed all the basic freedoms.’

Jetfire saw Grimlock scowl behind Prime’s back.

‘Yes, I’m truly honest about being an Autobot,’ he smiled.

(( Due to the interest in this char I am applying for him full time and switching Sureshot’s status to NPC. This has been discussed with Cryhavock. All characters are currently actively played. There should be no problem thanks))


Skywarp

Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: (Cybertron) Tetra jet / (Earth) modified F-15 Eagle
Weapons: Machine guns/lasers, Heat-seeking missiles
Special Abilities: Able to make an instant teleport with range of 2,5 miles. Also possesses a radar.
Height: 31 ft / 9,46 m
Quote: "Strike when the enemy isn't looking."

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

Profile: Skywarp is a classic Decepticon air warrior - swift and deadly, quick to follow orders, highly-trained and efficient in flight formation, and during off-duty moments having an element of the blustering bravado so common to those who consider themselves the elite air guard. His desires in life are for unlimited flight, the chance to revel in a battle victory, the camaraderie of his fellow flyers, in particular his best friend Thundercracker - though he is not much of a deep thinker, nor is he practiced in a great deal of empathy or consideration for those who cannot match his skills. He is one of the thousands upon thousands of flyers who make up the Decepticons' aerial superiority, without whose dedication and obedience the Decepticon cause would grind to a halt - someone who thoroughly enjoys his role in the world and has no real aspirations of moving beyond it.

Abilities: Like his follow Decepticon jet fighters, Skywarp can attain speeds of up to 3000 mph and more. But what makes him unique is his ability to instantly teleport himself a maximum distance of 2.5 miles. He also carries a heatseeking missile launcher and a variable-caliber machine gun. Skywarp 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: Skywarp's control of the accuracy of his teleportation power diminishes as the distance he teleports increases. As a result, if he's not too careful, he's likely to crash into things when he arrives at where he's teleporting. Not being too bright doesn't help him avoid these accidents either.


Sample post

The Black and purple seeker wore a bored look upon his face, which did not bode well for his commanders. A bored Warp was a troublesome Warp. His optics followed the movements of Starscream and Rapture as they discussed some tactical plans, which didn’t interest him in the least. As Starscream walked away Warp took this opportunity to have some fun. With impressive aim he threw a rubber gasket at screamer’s head and grinned as it bounced off his helmet. Starscream turned and Glared at him.

“What?”
Skywarp shrugged palms up.

“Musta been an Autobot. I don’t think you got them all with your oh so brilliant plan Screamer, They’ve resorted to throwing gaskets at your head.”

Warps smile only broadened as Screamer charged at him. Rushing the black and purple jet at full force Screamer was unable to stop when Warp suddenly teleported out of his way causing the commander to stumble and trip. As he crashed to the floor Starscream let out an exasperated growl.

“Better luck next time Screamer!”

Now where was Cracker? They could go do something to elevate his boredom. Skywarp left Starscream fuming on the floor.

SLINGSHOT

Allegiance: Autobot.
Sub-Group: Aerialbots.
Function: Ground Troop Support.
Alt Mode: VTOL Jet.
Weapons: Twin Mortar Cannons, Neutron Rifle.
Quote: "I'm even better than I think"

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

Profile: Slingshot won't ever win a Mr. Popularity contest. He's an incessant braggart, even when he's done absolutely nothing to brag about. He likes to take credit for the exploits of others, a thoroughly annoying habit that never fails to elicit animosity from his fellow Aerialbots. Most of the other Autobots are also aware of Slingshot's rotten personality and would prefer he removed himself from their struggle against the Decepticons. But, much to the surprise of almost everyone, Autobot leader Optimus Prime turns a blind optical sensor to Slingshot's faults, and instead is very supportive of him. Optimus Prime realizes, and he may be the only one who does, that Slingshot acts this way to disguise his own lack of confidence- he's the slowest and has the least range of all the Aerialbots and feels inferior as a result. Despite everything else, Slingshot is a loyal and hardworking soldier, qualities that Optimus Prime believes merit his understanding and trust.

Abilities: Slingshot is a VTOL- a vertical take-off-and-landing aircraft, which means he can shoot straight up off the ground like a rocket and needs only a launching pad, not a long runway, to take off from and land upon. Although the slowest of the Aerialbots- his maximum speed is Mach 1.6- he's the most maneuverable. He can virtually turn, in mid-air, on the proverbial dime. His range is 800 miles. He is also the best sharpshooter of the Aerialbots- his twin mortar cannons can hit a highway stop sign six miles away. In robot mode, he uses with extreme accuracy a neutron rifle, which shoots packets of neutrons at two hundred rounds per second. A short barrage can level a city block.

Weaknesses: Slingshot's unorthodox method of flying takes its toll on his equipment- he requires 50% more maintenance than his fellow Aerialbots. Their dislike for him often results in their leaving him behind in dangerous situations to fend for himself.

*Sigh* Technology.... Anyway, I'll repost what I can of my application.
As before, the stats on the original Tech Specs have been altered to better fit the character, and the mods can change them to fit.

Banzai-Tron

Allegiance: Decepticon
Sub-Group: Action Masters
Function: Martial Arts Warrior
Alt Mode: None
Weapons: Photon Nuetraliser with Vibro-Bayonet
Special Abilities: Crystalocution
Quote: "To the Victor go the Profits."

Strength: 8
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 9
Speed: 3
Endurance: 9
Courage: 8
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 10
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 5
Rank: 6?

Profile: Constructed with an innate ability to detect the flaws in any material, Banzai-Tron did not use this gift for mundane tasks, but turned to the dangerous martial art of Crystalocution, where his gifts made him a master. When the war began, he joined the Decepticons, as they were more amenable to his habit of selling the remains of his defeated opponents for scrap.
Banzai-Tron became affiliated with the Decepticon Intelligence Unit, working as a "recruiter" of other mechs with martial arts skills, and an executioner for those with Autobot leanings. This continued until the day he went after Mirage: What exactly happened is unclear, but Banzai-Tron returned to Decepticon lines barely in one piece, and Mirage was soon Spymaster for the Autobot cause.
His transformation circuitry damaged beyond repair in the fight, Banzai-Tron had the bodies of several defeated martial artists cannablised, and had himself rebuild in a new body, designed for maximum fighting skill but without transformation abilities. The new Action Master continues his battles, augmented by his abilities, waiting for the day he can settle the score with Mirage.

Abilities: Banzai-Tron's new body is strong, agile, and extremely tough, with a Polyweave coating designed to leave almost no weak points. He is lightly but effectively armed with a Photon Nuetraliser submachinegun, with a vibro-blade bayonet attached to make a weapon usable in almost all situations. His main offensive abilities are in his optics however, with his ability to locate even the smallest flaw in a material, allowing him to exploit it with his knowledge of Crystalocution. What appears to be a poke from his fingers or a scratch from his bayonet can split open all but the toughest or most cunningly constructed armor, or send deadly feedback into internal systems, taking his opponents apart from the inside.

Weaknesses: As powerful and effective as Banzai-Tron's new body is, it still lacks any ability to transform, leaving the powerful warrior to rely on other Decepticons or his own legs for transport. Agile though he may be, he is far from the fastest runner. He is also supremely confident in his abilities, with good reason, but is infamous for never backing down from a one-on-one fight or even taking on 2 or 3 lesser opponents at once. Finally, his defeat by Mirage is always in the back of his mind, and the normally casual and unserious warrior will jump at the slightest chance to revenge himself on the Autobot Spymaster.

Sample Post:

The 3 Autobots huddled in the bunker as the bombardment thundered outside.
"..gonnadiegonnadiegonnadiegonnadie"
"SHUT UP, Shuffle! We're safe in here. The 'Cons can fire everything they have at us, they won't get in. I built this place to last."
"I know you're a good engineer, Dumpbox, but there are limits....Hey, I think they've stopped."
Radar was right: The rumble of heavy shells and deadened whine of proton blasts had dissappeared. The only noise from outside was an irregular *Thukthukthuk*.
"Sounds like...tapping."
Dumpbox scoffed. "That's the sound of the biggest battering rams they got, bouncing off the Tritanium. I tell you lads, we jsut gotta wait for reinforcements and..."
A deafening *crack* silenced with. A seam appeared in the far wall, moving up and around, and a 4 mechanometer square section of Dumpbox's masterpiece fell inwards. In the new doorway was framed a single, unusually decorated mech.
"Telegram for a Mr. Shuffle", came Banzai-Tron's voice.
"There's only one! Blast him!"
Banzai-tron charged forward, concentrating on dodging the laser blasts from the panicked Shuffle and the ill-trained Dumpbox: The powerful sonic blasts from the veteran Radar were absorbed by his polyweave armor. Charging into Radar, Banzai-Tron blocked his opponents hastily-drawn vibroknife with his own, and played his right hand across the warriors frame. Radar saw too late that his delicate Sonic distruptors had been thrown completely out of alignment, before his own weapons tore him apart.
With the large construction mech advancing on him, Banzai-Tron threw the remains of Dumpbox's friend in his face. The distraction was enough for him to swing his bayonet around and through the rotation joints of the big mech's hands. Dumpbox, shocked at this loss, offered no resistance as Banzai-Tron found the leverage to sweep his legs out from under him, busting his right knee as he fell. Banzai-Tron vaulted over the fallen mech, saying "I'd stay down if I were you" as he did.
Shuffle blazed away with his laser pistol at the advancing Decepticon, unable to draw a bead as the Action Master flipped and cartwheeled at random. Then the bleep of an empty energy cell sounded from the pistol. Shuffle fumbled for a replacement, only for Banzai-Tron's Photon Nuetraliser to fly out of the shadows and knock both weapons across the bunker.
"Relying on guns a bit too much, Shuffle? I thought you were supposed to be a big Circuit-su Master, body and mind united, striking with the speed of computation etc etc. You know, I've never really got what all that stuff was about, and I've killed a far few Circuit-su users in my time." Banzai-Tron entered a duelling stance. "Maybe you'll finally be the one to show me".
Mentally cursing himself for having such a big mouth, Shuffle reluctantly entered a stance of his own.

Technology sucks sometime, but what can you do. So, I'm going to try reposting my new application for Snarl. Unfortunately, I had a nice long sample post that I wrote up, but that's on my computer at work, which I don't have access to right now. So, I'm leaving the sample post off for now. I just want to get my application out there before someone else tries for it. So, here it is.

UPDATED with sample post!

Snarl

Allegiance: Autobots
Sub-group: Dinobots
Function: Warrior
Alt mode: Robotic Stegosaurus
Abilities: Solar power generators (Able to store solar energy in order to increase strength)
Weapons: Sword, Laser pistol
Height: 33ft / 10.06m
Quote: “Only in war is there happiness.”


Strength: 09
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 03
Speed: 03
Endurance: 09
Courage: 08
Firepower: 03
Accuracy: 02
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 04
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: An Autobot of few words and fewer opinions, Snarl grudgingly follows the orders of Dinobot leader Grimlock and leaves the thinking to others. He's generally unhappy and a loner, and his uncommunicative nature only adds to his feelings of isolation. Only the thrill of battle can elevate his spirits. In fact, few of his comrades experience the joyous heights that Snarl attains while locked in mortal combat.

Abilities: His unique design makes Snarl particularly useful in sunny, arid environments. The large golden plates protruding from his spinal assembly are solar collectors. Although he can operate without sunlight, solar energy can increase his strength tenfold and his endurance to a virtually limitless degree. At his top speed, he can shatter a 20-foot concrete cube on impact. His heavily armored hide makes him resistant to most missile fire.

Weaknesses: Snarl's dependency on sunlight makes him extremely vulnerable to attack at night. Although he can use the same fuel the other Autobots use, he operates at only a fraction of his strength when he does. He is also very slow and his uncooperative behavior patterns sometimes hinder his effectivess in dangerous situations.

Sample post:
Snarl looked into the sky and watched as the seeker drew closer to his position. It was odd that the ‘con had not fired on the Dinobot yet. He was well within firing range. Perhaps the seeker was not paying attention to what lay below, or perhaps the seeker did not recognize Snarl as a danger. Snarl was, after all, in dinosaur mode. On Earth, he would be referred to as a Stegosaurus, a large four-legged, prehistoric beast with plates lining his back and metal spikes at the tip of his tail. On Cybertron, his new alt mode was as alien to the robotic inhabitants as a Cybertronian would be to humans. Snarl wasn’t exactly thrilled with his new form, either. He preferred his original armored tank mode that he had before his brief trip to Earth. Being reformatted into a dinosaur was not exactly a fun experience, but it had been a necessary one. Besides, his new form wasn’t all bad. He was still able to cause a lot of damage to the Decepticons, and that’s really all that mattered to him. He would get used to it in time.

As the seeker flew overhead, Snarl let out a growl and pointed his tail spikes skyward. Lasers shot from the spikes, striking the seeker dead center on the underbelly. The ‘con plummeted to the ground and crashed in a smoky heap. The Dinobot plodded towards the fallen seeker. He found that the Decepticon, while badly damaged, was still functioning and had transformed into robot mode. Seeing the strange metal creature before him, the ‘con forced himself to his feet and brought his weapons to bare. He fired several shots directly at Snarl, but they just bounced off the Dino’s tough metal hide. Snarl barely noticed.

“What the slag are you?” the seeker asked, knowing his fate was most certainly sealed.

Snarl groaned at the ‘con’s ridiculous question and replied, “Me Snarl, not Slag, stupid Decepticon!” And with that, Snarl charged forward, attempting to ram the seeker. The ‘con dodged right, avoiding the Dinobot. Angry that his missed, Snarl made up for it by swinging his spiked tail around, striking the seeker in the legs and causing him to tumble backwards. The ‘con landed hard on his back. Snarl then transformed into ‘bot mode and stood over the fallen seeker, sword in hand. “Me Snarl win again!” And with that, Snarl swung his sword down and decapitated the seeker in one swift stroke. Sparks flew as the head rolled away from the body and came to rest near Snarl’s foot. The Dinobot bent down and picked up the severed cranium. Snarl looked directly into the dead seeker’s eyes and smiled, which he didn’t often do. After a moment, he then tossed the head to the side and returned to Dino-mode. Snarl lumbered away, content with his victory. Another dead ‘con. Another job well done.

Venom
Allegiance: decepticons
Sub-group: insecticons
Function: Leader
Alt mode: Cicada
Abilities: Robo-venoms (poisons targets, can be lethal, stunning, truth serum, etc.)
Weapons: Power-Axe, electro-blaster
Height: 32ft / 9.05m
Quote: "Friends are more dangerous than enemies."

Strength: 05
Intelligence: 09
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 05
Endurance: 06
Courage: 03
Firepower: 08
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 07
Charisma: 02
Rank: 08

Profile: Venom will use his poisonous talents even on fellow Decepticons because he trusts no one and suspects everyone is trying to usurp his role as leader of the Insecticons.

Abilties: His stinger can discharge fluids harmful to mechanical and organic life; corrosive acids, destructive catalysts, paralyzing toxins, and others. Stinger can penetrate 1/4 inch steel, but sometimes gets stuck and breaks off. Flies at 15mph for 300 miles. Carries electro-blaster in robot form.

Weakness: Crazy as Red alert. Always thinks other decepticons want his job, except for his superiors, who he's afraid want to get rid of him and use his squad for their own means.

Sample Post: Venom was terrified. But then again, he always was. This time it was Scourge. He just knew the sweep leader was trying to have him killed to take the insecticons and make them sweeps. But not anymore. No, Venom had a plan. He was going to poison Scourge. Venom's plan was simple. Drop an amnesia pill into Scourge's drink. He'll forget the whole plan.

Venom snuck up on the cafeteria guard. Acting quickly, he bit the guard on his neck. Sure he could have just shown his ID, but the guard was probobly part of scourge's conspiracy. acting quickly, Venom ransacked the kichen and looked for Scourge's morning ration of oil. Upon finding it, Venom dropped the amnesia poison into his drink. Using his altmode, he flew out of the room, right as skyjack walked in. "uhhhhn... What was that noise... Oh, hey, someone left a drink lying out." He drank it in one gulp.

Turmoil

Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Sweeps
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Hovercraft
Weapons: Heat laser, disintegrator cannons
Special Abilities: Robot Flight Mode, enhanced sensors, ability to escape earth’s gravity, energy projection
Height: 31ft / 9.46m
Quote: “I am burning with energy!”

<table width=400 border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=2><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Strength</b>:</td><td width=5>05</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=50% height=5 border=0 alt="Strength: 5"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Intelligence</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Intelligence: 6"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Dexterity</b>:</td><td width=5>07</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=70% height=5 border=0 alt="Dexterity: 7"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Speed</b>:</td><td width=5>09</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=90% height=5 border=0 alt="Speed: 9"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Endurance</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Endurance: 6"></td></tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Courage</b>:</td><td width=5>07</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=70% height=5 border=0 alt="Courage: 7"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Firepower</b>:</td><td width=5>08</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=80% height=5 border=0 alt="Firepower: 8"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Accuracy</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Accuracy: 6"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Melee</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Melee: 6"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Tech Skill</b>:</td><td width=5>04</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=40% height=5 border=0 alt="Tech Skill: 4"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Charisma</b>:</td><td width=5>03</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=30% height=5 border=0 alt="Charisma: 3"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Rank</b>:</td><td width=5>05</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=50% height=5 border=0 alt="Rank: 5"></td></tr></table>

Pictures
Robot mode:
Alternate Mode:
(ignore Unicronian symbols)

Profile: Compared to Turmoil, the most potent Cybertronian energy projectors are second-rate light bulbs. Turmoil seethes with energy, and to prevent himself from exploding he must constantly vent it. Naturally, being an indefinitely postponed explosion has taken an immense toll on his sanity. Turmoil is extremely paranoid, jumpy…and will use any opportunity to realize the forces that rage within him.

Abilities: While the likes of Sunstorm and Shrapnel may have to occasionally vent excess energy, Turmoil must do so constantly, simply to prevent his body from blowing itself to bits. Thus he is constantly surrounded by a crackling aura of destructive energy. He can project this energy into bolts of highly destructive power or expand the field around him to destroy anything in his path. He also possesses all of the standard Sweep weapons and tracking systems, although his unique nature often interferes with their functioning.

Weaknesses: His paranoid nature makes him distrustful of even his fellow Sweeps. In turn his explosive nature makes other Decepticons avoid him if at all possible. His volatile powers mean he must unleash the energy within him on a regular basis or risk exploding.

Sample Post

Kolkular - Medical bay

Turmoil sat up as the medical bots completed their diagnosis. He turned and faced one.

"So did you find out why I'm leaking my own energy?"

"No. The cause of this is still unknown."

"I'm guessing that means you can't fix it, right?"

"Right."

Turmoil grunted from the strain of trying to hold in the energy that was erupting from his body.

"No! Do not fight it. Let it go."

"Why would I not try to keep my energy from escaping me? Why should let any of it just go to waste?"

"I'm afraid the amount of energy escaping your body is too great. If you don't let it out, you'll blow yourself to pieces."

"I'd rather go out in a pretty explosion than wait until my energy runs out and my life support systems shut down."

"I'm afraid it doesn't work that way. Though massive amounts of energy are being lost, your power levels aren't going down. Rather, they are going up."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that you must let energy constantly leave you, and to keep up with the constant increase, you must occasionally release larger amounts."

"Will it ever end?"

"No."
-----------------
Turmoil snapped out of his daze at the sound of Scourge's voice calling him. He then realized what was happening. He was about to explode. Quickly, he aimed his weapons towards the sky, away from Kaon, and blasted a masssive amount of energy away.

"That was close."

Why? Why can't I have one moment where I don't have to worry about exploding? Why can't I let my mind wander for even a minute? And why do my thoughts always turn to the day this all began? Why can't I think of the time before this happened, before I had this problem?

And then he realized

I can't even remember those days anymore.

JaAm wrote:Venom
Allegiance: Decepticons
Sub-group: Insecticons
Function: Psychological Warfare
Alt mode: Cicada
Abilities: Robo-venoms (poisons targets, can be lethal, stunning, truth serum, etc.)
Weapons: Power-Axe, electro-blaster
Height: 21'/6.4 m
Quote: "Friends are more dangerous than enemies."

Strength: 03
Intelligence: 09
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 03
Endurance: 06
Courage: 09
Firepower: 08
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 08
Charisma: 04
Rank: 07

Profile: Venom will use his poisonous talents even on fellow Decepticons because he trusts no one and suspects everyone is trying to usurp his role as leader of the Insecticons.

Abilties: His stinger can discharge fluids harmful to mechanical and organic life; corrosive acids, destructive catalysts, paralyzing toxins, and others. Stinger can penetrate 1/4 inch steel, but sometimes gets stuck and breaks off. Flies at 15mph for 300 miles. Carries electro-blaster in robot form.

Weakness: Crazy as Red alert. Always thinks other decepticons want his job, except for his superiors, who he's afraid want to get rid of him and use his squad for their own means.

Sample Post: Venom was terrified. But then again, he always was. This time it was Scourge. He just knew the sweep leader was trying to have him killed to take the insecticons and make them sweeps. But not anymore. No, Venom had a plan. He was going to poison Scourge. Venom's plan was simple. Drop an amnesia pill into Scourge's drink. He'll forget the whole plan.

Venom snuck up on the cafeteria guard. Acting quickly, he bit the guard on his neck. Sure he could have just shown his ID, but the guard was probobly part of scourge's conspiracy. acting quickly, Venom ransacked the kichen and looked for Scourge's morning ration of oil. Upon finding it, Venom dropped the amnesia poison into his drink. Using his altmode, he flew out of the room, right as skyjack walked in. "uhhhhn... What was that noise... Oh, hey, someone left a drink lying out." He drank it in one gulp.

Approved, with the modifications above. He can start in Kaon following my Ransack post.

The Chaos Bringer wrote:Turmoil

Allegiance: Decepticon
Subgroup: Sweeps
Function: Warrior
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Hovercraft
Weapons: Heat laser, disintegrator cannons
Special Abilities: Robot Flight Mode, enhanced sensors, ability to escape earth’s gravity, energy projection
Height: 31ft / 9.46m
Quote: “I am burning with energy!”

<table width=400 border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=2><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Strength</b>:</td><td width=5>05</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=50% height=5 border=0 alt="Strength: 5"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Intelligence</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Intelligence: 6"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Dexterity</b>:</td><td width=5>07</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=70% height=5 border=0 alt="Dexterity: 7"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Speed</b>:</td><td width=5>09</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=90% height=5 border=0 alt="Speed: 9"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Endurance</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Endurance: 6"></td></tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Courage</b>:</td><td width=5>07</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=70% height=5 border=0 alt="Courage: 7"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Firepower</b>:</td><td width=5>08</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=80% height=5 border=0 alt="Firepower: 8"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Accuracy</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Accuracy: 6"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Melee</b>:</td><td width=5>06</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=60% height=5 border=0 alt="Melee: 6"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Tech Skill</b>:</td><td width=5>04</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=40% height=5 border=0 alt="Tech Skill: 4"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Charisma</b>:</td><td width=5>03</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=30% height=5 border=0 alt="Charisma: 3"></td></tr><tr><td width=10% nowrap><b>Rank</b>:</td><td width=5>05</td><td><IMG src="/images/spacer_red.gif" width=50% height=5 border=0 alt="Rank: 5"></td></tr></table>

Pictures
Robot mode:
Alternate Mode:
(ignore Unicronian symbols)

Profile: Compared to Turmoil, the most potent Cybertronian energy projectors are second-rate light bulbs. Turmoil seethes with energy, and to prevent himself from exploding he must constantly vent it. Naturally, being an indefinitely postponed explosion has taken an immense toll on his sanity. Turmoil is extremely paranoid, jumpy…and will use any opportunity to realize the forces that rage within him.

Abilities: While the likes of Sunstorm and Shrapnel may have to occasionally vent excess energy, Turmoil must do so constantly, simply to prevent his body from blowing itself to bits. Thus he is constantly surrounded by a crackling aura of destructive energy. He can project this energy into bolts of highly destructive power or expand the field around him to destroy anything in his path. He also possesses all of the standard Sweep weapons and tracking systems, although his unique nature often interferes with their functioning.

Weaknesses: His paranoid nature makes him distrustful of even his fellow Sweeps. In turn his explosive nature makes other Decepticons avoid him if at all possible. His volatile powers mean he must unleash the energy within him on a regular basis or risk exploding.

Sample Post

Kolkular - Medical bay

Turmoil sat up as the medical bots completed their diagnosis. He turned and faced one.

"So did you find out why I'm leaking my own energy?"

"No. The cause of this is still unknown."

"I'm guessing that means you can't fix it, right?"

"Right."

Turmoil grunted from the strain of trying to hold in the energy that was erupting from his body.

"No! Do not fight it. Let it go."

"Why would I not try to keep my energy from escaping me? Why should let any of it just go to waste?"

"I'm afraid the amount of energy escaping your body is too great. If you don't let it out, you'll blow yourself to pieces."

"I'd rather go out in a pretty explosion than wait until my energy runs out and my life support systems shut down."

"I'm afraid it doesn't work that way. Though massive amounts of energy are being lost, your power levels aren't going down. Rather, they are going up."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that you must let energy constantly leave you, and to keep up with the constant increase, you must occasionally release larger amounts."

"Will it ever end?"

"No."
-----------------
Turmoil snapped out of his daze at the sound of Scourge's voice calling him. He then realized what was happening. He was about to explode. Quickly, he aimed his weapons towards the sky, away from Kaon, and blasted a masssive amount of energy away.

"That was close."

Why? Why can't I have one moment where I don't have to worry about exploding? Why can't I let my mind wander for even a minute? And why do my thoughts always turn to the day this all began? Why can't I think of the time before this happened, before I had this problem?

And then he realized

I can't even remember those days anymore.

Approved. He can start in Kaon. I hope that HTML gets enabled sometime soon...

BTW, are you still applying for Chop Shop?

Smokescreen GT wrote:Technology sucks sometime, but what can you do. So, I'm going to try reposting my new application for Snarl. Unfortunately, I had a nice long sample post that I wrote up, but that's on my computer at work, which I don't have access to right now. So, I'm leaving the sample post off for now. I just want to get my application out there before someone else tries for it. So, here it is.

UPDATED with sample post!

Snarl

Allegiance: Autobots
Sub-group: Dinobots
Function: Warrior
Alt mode: Robotic Stegosaurus
Abilities: Solar power generators (Able to store solar energy in order to increase strength)
Weapons: Sword, Laser pistol
Height: 33ft / 10.06m
Quote: “Only in war is there happiness.”


Strength: 09
Intelligence: 06
Dexterity: 03
Speed: 03
Endurance: 09
Courage: 08
Firepower: 03
Accuracy: 02
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 04
Charisma: 03
Rank: 05

Profile: An Autobot of few words and fewer opinions, Snarl grudgingly follows the orders of Dinobot leader Grimlock and leaves the thinking to others. He's generally unhappy and a loner, and his uncommunicative nature only adds to his feelings of isolation. Only the thrill of battle can elevate his spirits. In fact, few of his comrades experience the joyous heights that Snarl attains while locked in mortal combat.

Abilities: His unique design makes Snarl particularly useful in sunny, arid environments. The large golden plates protruding from his spinal assembly are solar collectors. Although he can operate without sunlight, solar energy can increase his strength tenfold and his endurance to a virtually limitless degree. At his top speed, he can shatter a 20-foot concrete cube on impact. His heavily armored hide makes him resistant to most missile fire.

Weaknesses: Snarl's dependency on sunlight makes him extremely vulnerable to attack at night. Although he can use the same fuel the other Autobots use, he operates at only a fraction of his strength when he does. He is also very slow and his uncooperative behavior patterns sometimes hinder his effectivess in dangerous situations.

Sample post:
Snarl looked into the sky and watched as the seeker drew closer to his position. It was odd that the ‘con had not fired on the Dinobot yet. He was well within firing range. Perhaps the seeker was not paying attention to what lay below, or perhaps the seeker did not recognize Snarl as a danger. Snarl was, after all, in dinosaur mode. On Earth, he would be referred to as a Stegosaurus, a large four-legged, prehistoric beast with plates lining his back and metal spikes at the tip of his tail. On Cybertron, his new alt mode was as alien to the robotic inhabitants as a Cybertronian would be to humans. Snarl wasn’t exactly thrilled with his new form, either. He preferred his original armored tank mode that he had before his brief trip to Earth. Being reformatted into a dinosaur was not exactly a fun experience, but it had been a necessary one. Besides, his new form wasn’t all bad. He was still able to cause a lot of damage to the Decepticons, and that’s really all that mattered to him. He would get used to it in time.

As the seeker flew overhead, Snarl let out a growl and pointed his tail spikes skyward. Lasers shot from the spikes, striking the seeker dead center on the underbelly. The ‘con plummeted to the ground and crashed in a smoky heap. The Dinobot plodded towards the fallen seeker. He found that the Decepticon, while badly damaged, was still functioning and had transformed into robot mode. Seeing the strange metal creature before him, the ‘con forced himself to his feet and brought his weapons to bare. He fired several shots directly at Snarl, but they just bounced off the Dino’s tough metal hide. Snarl barely noticed.

“What the slag are you?” the seeker asked, knowing his fate was most certainly sealed.

Snarl groaned at the ‘con’s ridiculous question and replied, “Me Snarl, not Slag, stupid Decepticon!” And with that, Snarl charged forward, attempting to ram the seeker. The ‘con dodged right, avoiding the Dinobot. Angry that his missed, Snarl made up for it by swinging his spiked tail around, striking the seeker in the legs and causing him to tumble backwards. The ‘con landed hard on his back. Snarl then transformed into ‘bot mode and stood over the fallen seeker, sword in hand. “Me Snarl win again!” And with that, Snarl swung his sword down and decapitated the seeker in one swift stroke. Sparks flew as the head rolled away from the body and came to rest near Snarl’s foot. The Dinobot bent down and picked up the severed cranium. Snarl looked directly into the dead seeker’s eyes and smiled, which he didn’t often do. After a moment, he then tossed the head to the side and returned to Dino-mode. Snarl lumbered away, content with his victory. Another dead ‘con. Another job well done.

Approved. Start him with the other Dinos.

FuzzymusPrime wrote:*Sigh* Technology.... Anyway, I'll repost what I can of my application.
As before, the stats on the original Tech Specs have been altered to better fit the character, and the mods can change them to fit.

Banzai-Tron

Allegiance: Decepticon
Sub-Group: Action Masters
Function: Martial Arts Warrior
Alt Mode: None
Weapons: Photon Nuetraliser with Vibro-Bayonet
Special Abilities: Crystalocution
Quote: "To the Victor go the Profits."

Strength: 8
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 9
Speed: 3
Endurance: 9
Courage: 8
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 10
Tech Skill: 6
Charisma: 5
Rank: 6?

Profile: Constructed with an innate ability to detect the flaws in any material, Banzai-Tron did not use this gift for mundane tasks, but turned to the dangerous martial art of Crystalocution, where his gifts made him a master. When the war began, he joined the Decepticons, as they were more amenable to his habit of selling the remains of his defeated opponents for scrap.
Banzai-Tron became affiliated with the Decepticon Intelligence Unit, working as a "recruiter" of other mechs with martial arts skills, and an executioner for those with Autobot leanings. This continued until the day he went after Mirage: What exactly happened is unclear, but Banzai-Tron returned to Decepticon lines barely in one piece, and Mirage was soon Spymaster for the Autobot cause.
His transformation circuitry damaged beyond repair in the fight, Banzai-Tron had the bodies of several defeated martial artists cannablised, and had himself rebuild in a new body, designed for maximum fighting skill but without transformation abilities. The new Action Master continues his battles, augmented by his abilities, waiting for the day he can settle the score with Mirage.

Abilities: Banzai-Tron's new body is strong, agile, and extremely tough, with a Polyweave coating designed to leave almost no weak points. He is lightly but effectively armed with a Photon Nuetraliser submachinegun, with a vibro-blade bayonet attached to make a weapon usable in almost all situations. His main offensive abilities are in his optics however, with his ability to locate even the smallest flaw in a material, allowing him to exploit it with his knowledge of Crystalocution. What appears to be a poke from his fingers or a scratch from his bayonet can split open all but the toughest or most cunningly constructed armor, or send deadly feedback into internal systems, taking his opponents apart from the inside.

Weaknesses: As powerful and effective as Banzai-Tron's new body is, it still lacks any ability to transform, leaving the powerful warrior to rely on other Decepticons or his own legs for transport. Agile though he may be, he is far from the fastest runner. He is also supremely confident in his abilities, with good reason, but is infamous for never backing down from a one-on-one fight or even taking on 2 or 3 lesser opponents at once. Finally, his defeat by Mirage is always in the back of his mind, and the normally casual and unserious warrior will jump at the slightest chance to revenge himself on the Autobot Spymaster.

Sample Post:

The 3 Autobots huddled in the bunker as the bombardment thundered outside.
"..gonnadiegonnadiegonnadiegonnadie"
"SHUT UP, Shuffle! We're safe in here. The 'Cons can fire everything they have at us, they won't get in. I built this place to last."
"I know you're a good engineer, Dumpbox, but there are limits....Hey, I think they've stopped."
Radar was right: The rumble of heavy shells and deadened whine of proton blasts had dissappeared. The only noise from outside was an irregular *Thukthukthuk*.
"Sounds like...tapping."
Dumpbox scoffed. "That's the sound of the biggest battering rams they got, bouncing off the Tritanium. I tell you lads, we jsut gotta wait for reinforcements and..."
A deafening *crack* silenced with. A seam appeared in the far wall, moving up and around, and a 4 mechanometer square section of Dumpbox's masterpiece fell inwards. In the new doorway was framed a single, unusually decorated mech.
"Telegram for a Mr. Shuffle", came Banzai-Tron's voice.
"There's only one! Blast him!"
Banzai-tron charged forward, concentrating on dodging the laser blasts from the panicked Shuffle and the ill-trained Dumpbox: The powerful sonic blasts from the veteran Radar were absorbed by his polyweave armor. Charging into Radar, Banzai-Tron blocked his opponents hastily-drawn vibroknife with his own, and played his right hand across the warriors frame. Radar saw too late that his delicate Sonic distruptors had been thrown completely out of alignment, before his own weapons tore him apart.
With the large construction mech advancing on him, Banzai-Tron threw the remains of Dumpbox's friend in his face. The distraction was enough for him to swing his bayonet around and through the rotation joints of the big mech's hands. Dumpbox, shocked at this loss, offered no resistance as Banzai-Tron found the leverage to sweep his legs out from under him, busting his right knee as he fell. Banzai-Tron vaulted over the fallen mech, saying "I'd stay down if I were you" as he did.
Shuffle blazed away with his laser pistol at the advancing Decepticon, unable to draw a bead as the Action Master flipped and cartwheeled at random. Then the bleep of an empty energy cell sounded from the pistol. Shuffle fumbled for a replacement, only for Banzai-Tron's Photon Nuetraliser to fly out of the shadows and knock both weapons across the bunker.
"Relying on guns a bit too much, Shuffle? I thought you were supposed to be a big Circuit-su Master, body and mind united, striking with the speed of computation etc etc. You know, I've never really got what all that stuff was about, and I've killed a far few Circuit-su users in my time." Banzai-Tron entered a duelling stance. "Maybe you'll finally be the one to show me".
Mentally cursing himself for having such a big mouth, Shuffle reluctantly entered a stance of his own.

Approved. He could bumble into pretty much any of the Decepticon-held territories.

I would still like to apply for Chop Shop. I always liked the Insecticons and always liked Chop Shop in particular for some reason. I can have a sample post in minutes but I just need a profile and the official tech specs. I havn't found them yet, but I'm working on it. If anyone can help, I'd really appreciate it.

name:thunderwave
altmode: cybertronian motorbike
faction:autobot
function: psychic
weapons: his mind, plasma torches, gatling guns

Strength: 04
Intelligence: 09
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 08
Endurance: 06
Courage: 09
Firepower: 03
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 08
Charisma: 03
Rank: 07

profile: strong, reckless, and impatiant. he often rushes into battle nomatter how big the enemy.and most of the time, he wins these battles because of his supernatral abilities. his origins are unknown, but whoever created him must have been really powerful.

abilities: he can read minds and distort them. he can destroy someone from the inside out using his mind. he can create illusions. he can rechare his psy power by metatating.

weanesses:he holds feelings for another bot, one probably created by his creator. he loves organic life and will do anything to preserve it. he his also generous to beings who cannot care for themselves. his psy power can only be used for 10 minuteswithout charging, over ten minutes and he gets a major headache.

example post:
ironhide: autobots retreat! this enemy is to strong!
thunderwave: this guy is nothing, allow me.
( a crystal on thunderwave's head glows and the giant enemy crumbles.)
thunderwave: that was to easy. (thunderwave falls to the ground.)
ratchet: he forgot to charge before the battle.

thunderwave wrote:name:thunderwave
altmode: cybertronian motorbike
faction:autobot
function: psychic
weapons: his mind, plasma torches, gatling guns

Strength: 04
Intelligence: 09
Dexterity: 07
Speed: 08
Endurance: 06
Courage: 09
Firepower: 03
Accuracy: 06
Melee: 07
Tech Skill: 08
Charisma: 03
Rank: 07

profile: strong, reckless, and impatiant. he often rushes into battle nomatter how big the enemy.and most of the time, he wins these battles because of his supernatral abilities. his origins are unknown, but whoever created him must have been really powerful.

abilities: he can read minds and distort them. he can destroy someone from the inside out using his mind. he can create illusions. he can rechare his psy power by metatating.

weanesses:he holds feelings for another bot, one probably created by his creator. he loves organic life and will do anything to preserve it. he his also generous to beings who cannot care for themselves. his psy power can only be used for 10 minuteswithout charging, over ten minutes and he gets a major headache.

example post:
ironhide: autobots retreat! this enemy is to strong!
thunderwave: this guy is nothing, allow me.
( a crystal on thunderwave's head glows and the giant enemy crumbles.)
thunderwave: that was to easy. (thunderwave falls to the ground.)
ratchet: he forgot to charge before the battle.

Read through RPG guidelines and rules thoughtfully. Then go compare your application and sample post to those that have passed.

You have to understand that this game is more or less an interactive novel with certain limitations than a computer roleplaying game or pen and paper roleplaying game. We require every player paying attention to their grammar. Text without capital letters just isn't enough. Unless you cannot improve your writing and understanding of what this RPG requires from its players to work out, I do not see you having your character approved by any of the moderators.

i don't get how can anyone have a succsecful, complecated, fun RPG on a forum? i doesn't make any sence.

NO SIGS IN RPG FORUMS -Devastron

Chop Shop
Allegiance: Decepticon
Sub-Group: Insecticon
Function: Thief
Alt Mode: Robotic stag beetle
Weapons: (insect) twin pinpoint lazers (robot) Photon cannon.
Special Abilities: none
Quote: "I take no prisoners, just spare parts."

Strength: 7
Intelligence: 8
Dexterity: 6? (not on official tech specs)
Speed: 4
Endurance: 5
Courage: 7
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7? (not on official tech specs)
Melee: 5? (not on official tech specs)
Tech Skill: 8? (not on official tech specs but standard skill is 10)
Charisma: 4? (not on official tech specs)
Rank: 6? (on official tech specs but is ultimately up to the mods)

Profile: Sneakiest of the Insecticons... if it's not bolted to the floor, it's not safe from his greedy grasp. No challenge is too great; the more difficult something is to steal, the more he wants to steal it. (Taken from official tech specs.)

Abilities: As insect, flies 30mph with two small jets on his back. Pincer-like antennae can slice through 2-inch thick steel. Can carry 30 tons. (Again, from official tech specs.)

Weaknesses: Chop Shop's inability to resist a challenge often puts him in dangerous situations. Also, his incessant stealing from Decepticon HQ means he has to constantly cover his tracks to avoid facing Megatron's retribution.

Sample post:

Kolkular - corridors

Chop Shop clutched his prize and carefully looked around to check that no one was watching. The corridors were empty, as usual. Chop Shop found the room he was seeking: a ruined room that had been wrecked by a new recruit with faulty friend-or-foe sensors. Due to lack of interest by other cons, no one had bothered to fix the room. it suited Chop Shop just fine however.

He moved some rubble aside and opened the trapdoor he created. He crawled down and placed his latest prize among the various other items he stole. It was the perfect hiding spot, and so far only he knew about it.

"I hope."



(notes) Chop Chop is a canon character, so he already has official tech specs. However, these do not include certain stats that are exclusive to the RPG. He has skill, but not tech skill, and those are very different. The others have no official stat equivalents. Since (I believe) only mods can modify stats for canon characters, I'm letting you handle those. Unless of course I am allowed to come up with those stats, in which case I can easily do that but it never hurts to check with mods first right?

Edit: I have edited in a suggestion for each RPG exclusive stat (Thanks AxiomScion!) but if the mods have better suggestions I am willing to hear them.

Name: Wolfblade
Allegiance: Neutral
Function: Assassin
Alt Mode: Cybertronian Motorcycle
Weapons: Wrist Energon Blade, Sniper rifle (Laser just so it can actually do damage.)
Special Abilites: N/A
Height: 23 feet
Quote: "Just doing my job... nothing personal..."

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

Profile: Bladewolf is an Assassain for hire. She will shoot you in the back, if someone paid more and wouldn't care. Before the war she was a junk yard scavanger, taking what she needed and selling it. When the war broke out she took to hiding and defended her "Home" with her Blade and Gun. After a while she realized that she was extremly effective at killing specific targets and tried to make a name for herself as an assassin. Her armour is light so she can move quickly and is more flexable.

Abilities: Her eye sight is her greatest ally. With or without a scoped weapon she could fire and hit her target in the main mass or the head, but it depends on the range and the size of the target. Her speed is average but her Alt. Mode also provides easier flexability and movement through crowded areas.

Weakness: She will do almost anything to protect her "home" and her self. She will also do almost anything for the payment, and attempt to take on any mission she can, her biggest weakness is her lack of communication skills, since she works and lives alone and finds almost anyone to be a threat, so finding a job is tough.

Sample Post: Bladewolf crouched in a pile of scrap metal, looking around for her target. She was hired to "remove" a certain autobot from a neutral zone. She scouted the landscape with her rifle but knew she had to be close enough not to miss, or risk being spotted, because her rifle energy was growing low and had to be replaced or replenished soon. The only thing she knew about her target is that he was a rather tall autobot with heavy armour on the body. She spotted him walking through a battle torn street looking around from side to side, nervously. She carefully aimed for his head and calculated how far and how long it would take for the laser bolt to hit its target. The autobot looked her way just as she fired and was hit square in the forehead and was knocked to the ground. "Gotcha..." She muttered standing and sneaking over to the downed autobot. "Okay... lets see what we have here..." She muttered not knowing weither the autobot was alive or dead. She tried to pick up the autobots weapon but found it too heavy, so she stole the autobots fuel and tried to see what else she could steal but only found that the fuel and the secondary weapon were carryable. She stole them and left the autobot laying there and went off to get her reward.

A new plot twist means a new character! (I swear I'll be done for a while after this.)

Kick-off
Allegiance: autobot
Function: security expert
Subgroup: Action master
Alt Mode: N/A
Weapons: Concussion rifle, flamethrower/jetpack
Special Abilites: flight via action master partner
Height: 26 feet
Quote: "Draw courage from defeat and you gain more than you lose."

Strength: 9
Intelligence: 6
Dexterity: 6
Speed: 2
Endurance: 9
Courage: 9
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 8
Tech Skill: 8
Charisma: 5
rank ????(I'd like to presume he was in the army previously, so could it be a little bit high?)

Profile: Kick-Off spent nearly a full vorn inside a Decepticon prison in Polyhex, where he was forced by his captors to fight his own teammates in brutal gladiatorial combat. Kick-Off did everything he could to survive... and everything he could to learn the inner workings of the Decepticons' security measures. After his rescue, he put this knowledge to good use as a member of the Autobots.

abilities: Nothing special other than having a jet pack, and being an action master, but he does have excellant martial arts skills.

Weaknesses: Being an action master, he can't transform. Also, he's a very bitter robot, who prefers to work alone. He also tends to get too worked up when it comes to enacting revenge on his former captors for his own good.

Sample post (and this is considered RPG-Canon):
Skyjack walked out of the pub, celebrating his sucess in the fall of Tagan. Kick-off was waiting for him. "Hello, Skyjack," He said. "I'm Kick-off. You're gonna die." After saying this he punched the spy straight in his chest. While he was down, Kick off tried to burn him with his flame thrower, but Skyjack dodged, firing at him with his missle launcher. Kick-off dodged and kneed skyjack in the gearbox. While the spy was stunned by the attack, Kick-off finished him with his signature attack, A roundhouse kick to the head. Skyjack was out cold. "That felt good," Kick-off said, and walked away.

The Chaos Bringer wrote:Chop Shop
Allegiance: Decepticon
Sub-Group: Insecticon
Function: Thief
Alt Mode: Robotic stag beetle
Weapons: (insect) twin pinpoint lazers (robot) Photon cannon.
Special Abilities: none
Height: 28ft / 8.53m
Quote: "I take no prisoners, just spare parts."

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

Profile: Sneakiest of the Insecticons... if it's not bolted to the floor, it's not safe from his greedy grasp. No challenge is too great; the more difficult something is to steal, the more he wants to steal it. (Taken from official tech specs.)

Abilities: As insect, flies 30mph with two small jets on his back. Pincer-like antennae can slice through 2-inch thick steel. Can carry 30 tons. (Again, from official tech specs.)

Weaknesses: Chop Shop's inability to resist a challenge often puts him in dangerous situations. Also, his incessant stealing from Decepticon HQ means he has to constantly cover his tracks to avoid facing Megatron's retribution.

Sample post:

Kolkular - corridors

Chop Shop clutched his prize and carefully looked around to check that no one was watching. The corridors were empty, as usual. Chop Shop found the room he was seeking: a ruined room that had been wrecked by a new recruit with faulty friend-or-foe sensors. Due to lack of interest by other cons, no one had bothered to fix the room. it suited Chop Shop just fine however.

He moved some rubble aside and opened the trapdoor he created. He crawled down and placed his latest prize among the various other items he stole. It was the perfect hiding spot, and so far only he knew about it.

"I hope."

Approved with the changes I made. Start him in the Kaon thread with the other Insecticons.

BladeWolf wrote:Name: Wolfblade
Allegiance: Neutral
Function: Assassin
Alt Mode: Cybertronian Motorcycle
Weapons: Wrist Energon Blade, Sniper rifle (Laser just so it can actually do damage.)
Special Abilites: N/A
Height: 23 feet
Quote: "Just doing my job... nothing personal..."

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

Profile: Bladewolf is an Assassain for hire. She will shoot you in the back, if someone paid more and wouldn't care. Before the war she was a junk yard scavanger, taking what she needed and selling it. When the war broke out she took to hiding and defended her "Home" with her Blade and Gun. After a while she realized that she was extremly effective at killing specific targets and tried to make a name for herself as an assassin. Her armour is light so she can move quickly and is more flexable.

Abilities: Her eye sight is her greatest ally. With or without a scoped weapon she could fire and hit her target in the main mass or the head, but it depends on the range and the size of the target. Her speed is average but her Alt. Mode also provides easier flexability and movement through crowded areas.

Weakness: She will do almost anything to protect her "home" and her self. She will also do almost anything for the payment, and attempt to take on any mission she can, her biggest weakness is her lack of communication skills, since she works and lives alone and finds almost anyone to be a threat, so finding a job is tough.

Sample Post: Bladewolf crouched in a pile of scrap metal, looking around for her target. She was hired to "remove" a certain autobot from a neutral zone. She scouted the landscape with her rifle but knew she had to be close enough not to miss, or risk being spotted, because her rifle energy was growing low and had to be replaced or replenished soon. The only thing she knew about her target is that he was a rather tall autobot with heavy armour on the body. She spotted him walking through a battle torn street looking around from side to side, nervously. She carefully aimed for his head and calculated how far and how long it would take for the laser bolt to hit its target. The autobot looked her way just as she fired and was hit square in the forehead and was knocked to the ground. "Gotcha..." She muttered standing and sneaking over to the downed autobot. "Okay... lets see what we have here..." She muttered not knowing weither the autobot was alive or dead. She tried to pick up the autobots weapon but found it too heavy, so she stole the autobots fuel and tried to see what else she could steal but only found that the fuel and the secondary weapon were carryable. She stole them and left the autobot laying there and went off to get her reward.

Neutrals are very difficult to play and are generally not allowed as first characters for new players. Perhaps you could try out a canon character or a fanmade Autobot or Decipticon.

Okay I'll try Decepticon then.

BladeWolf wrote:
Name: Wolfblade
Allegiance: Decipticon
Function: Assassin
Alt Mode: Cybertronian Motorcycle
Weapons: Wrist Energon Blade, Sniper rifle (Laser just so it can actually do damage.)
Special Abilites: N/A
Height: 23 feet
Quote: "Just doing my job... nothing personal..."

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

Profile: Bladewolf is an Assassain for hire. She will shoot you in the back, if someone paid more and wouldn't care. Before the war she was a junk yard scavanger, taking what she needed and selling it. When the war broke out she took to hiding and defended her "Home" with her Blade and Gun. After a while she realized that she was extremly effective at killing specific targets and tried to make a name for herself as an assassin. Her armour is light so she can move quickly and is more flexable.

Abilities: Her eye sight is her greatest ally. With or without a scoped weapon she could fire and hit her target in the main mass or the head, but it depends on the range and the size of the target. Her speed is average but her Alt. Mode also provides easier flexability and movement through crowded areas.

Weakness: She will do almost anything to protect her "home" and her self. She will also do almost anything for the payment, and attempt to take on any mission she can, her biggest weakness is her lack of communication skills, since she works and lives alone and finds almost anyone to be a threat, so finding a job is tough.

Sample Post: Bladewolf crouched in a pile of scrap metal, looking around for her target. She was hired to "remove" a certain autobot from a neutral zone. She scouted the landscape with her rifle but knew she had to be close enough not to miss, or risk being spotted, because her rifle energy was growing low and had to be replaced or replenished soon. The only thing she knew about her target is that he was a rather tall autobot with heavy armour on the body. She spotted him walking through a battle torn street looking around from side to side, nervously. She carefully aimed for his head and calculated how far and how long it would take for the laser bolt to hit its target. The autobot looked her way just as she fired and was hit square in the forehead and was knocked to the ground. "Gotcha..." She muttered standing and sneaking over to the downed autobot. "Okay... lets see what we have here..." She muttered not knowing weither the autobot was alive or dead. She tried to pick up the autobots weapon but found it too heavy, so she stole the autobots fuel and tried to see what else she could steal but only found that the fuel and the secondary weapon were carryable. She stole them and left the autobot laying there and went off to get her reward.

JaAm wrote:A new plot twist means a new character! (I swear I'll be done for a while after this.)

Kick-off
Allegiance: autobot
Function: security expert
Subgroup: Action master
Alt Mode: N/A
Weapons: Concussion rifle, flamethrower/jetpack
Special Abilites: flight via action master partner
Height: 26 feet
Quote: "Draw courage from defeat and you gain more than you lose."

Strength: 9
Intelligence: 6
Dexterity: 6
Speed: 2
Endurance: 9
Courage: 9
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 7
Melee: 8
Tech Skill: 8
Charisma: 5
rank ????(I'd like to presume he was in the army previously, so could it be a little bit high?)

Profile: Kick-Off spent nearly a full vorn inside a Decepticon prison in Polyhex, where he was forced by his captors to fight his own teammates in brutal gladiatorial combat. Kick-Off did everything he could to survive... and everything he could to learn the inner workings of the Decepticons' security measures. After his rescue, he put this knowledge to good use as a member of the Autobots.

abilities: Nothing special other than having a jet pack, and being an action master, but he does have excellant martial arts skills.

Weaknesses: Being an action master, he can't transform. Also, he's a very bitter robot, who prefers to work alone. He also tends to get too worked up when it comes to enacting revenge on his former captors for his own good.

Sample post (and this is considered RPG-Canon):
Skyjack walked out of the pub, celebrating his sucess in the fall of Tagan. Kick-off was waiting for him. "Hello, Skyjack," He said. "I'm Kick-off. You're gonna die." After saying this he punched the spy straight in his chest. While he was down, Kick off tried to burn him with his flame thrower, but Skyjack dodged, firing at him with his missle launcher. Kick-off dodged and kneed skyjack in the gearbox. While the spy was stunned by the attack, Kick-off finished him with his signature attack, A roundhouse kick to the head. Skyjack was out cold. "That felt good," Kick-off said, and walked away.

I want to see some improvement in your posts before approving a new character for you. I want to see posts that get more into the characters thoughts and not just his actions. I want more detail and not just a few lines for a post. Also you need to spell check your posts as well.