The Energon Pub

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

Name: Bombshell
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Psychological Warfare
Alt. mode: Rhinoceros Beetle
Weapons: Cerebro-shells, Head mounted mortar and laser rifle
Height: 21’ ~ 6.04 m

Quote: “The mind is my playpen.”

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

Profile: The whole world is Bombshell’s science project, and he’s a cruel experimenter. He enjoys taking control of others’ mind and then sadistically torturing them, mentally and physically. Bombshell eagerly invites his comrades to watch as he orders his victims to perform humiliating acts that ruin their personal lives. The other Decepticons find Bombshell’s antics to be entertaining, but even they get unsettled by how enthusiastic he becomes. By the time Bombshell gleefully orders one of his victims to destroy himself, each Decepticon is left wondering if Bombshell wouldn’t jump at the chance to do the same to one of them.

Abilities: Suspect has above-average intelligence and is an expert in cognitive psychology. In insect mode, he’s capable of flying 5.7 miles at a time. He can launch cerebro-shells that use laser-torches to burn through the metallic skins of a Transformer and work their way to his cerebro-circuitry, where they uncoil and take over mental functions. This effectively allows Subject to remote control the victim. These shells are adaptable for use on most life forms as well. In robot mode, Subject has a highly accurate head-mounted mortar that shoots 50 lb explosives up to 8 miles. He also carries a laser rifle.

Weaknesses: Cerebro-shells can be used to send false signals to Subject if successfully removed from a victim. Some metals can’t be penetrated by the shells’ laser-torches, and some strong-willed beings are immune to his control. Subject will sometimes ignore pressing concerns to toy with a victim.

BladeWolf wrote: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

Well for someone with a background in scavenging useful parts her tech skill is pretty low, below average. Her melee skill is below average so she wouldn't be terribly competent with the wrist blade, which could also use a description. Her accuracy is good but not excellent. If you were going for something more of a sniper feel it will need to be a bit higher. An accuracy of 8 would be highly accurate. Her courage is pretty low for a lone assassin. By my count you used only 65 points out of the maximum allowed of 70. Maybe take those 5 points to boost some of those stats I mentioned, maybe redistribute some others. A quick run through a spellchecker would help too.

Ember wrote:Name: Bombshell
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Psychological Warfare
Alt. mode: Rhinoceros Beetle
Weapons: Cerebro-shells, Head mounted mortar and laser rifle
Height: 21’ ~ 6.04 m

Quote: “The mind is my playpen.”

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

Profile: The whole world is Bombshell’s science project, and he’s a cruel experimenter. He enjoys taking control of others’ mind and then sadistically torturing them, mentally and physically. Bombshell eagerly invites his comrades to watch as he orders his victims to perform humiliating acts that ruin their personal lives. The other Decepticons find Bombshell’s antics to be entertaining, but even they get unsettled by how enthusiastic he becomes. By the time Bombshell gleefully orders one of his victims to destroy himself, each Decepticon is left wondering if Bombshell wouldn’t jump at the chance to do the same to one of them.

Abilities: Suspect has above-average intelligence and is an expert in cognitive psychology. In insect mode, he’s capable of flying 5.7 miles at a time. He can launch cerebro-shells that use laser-torches to burn through the metallic skins of a Transformer and work their way to his cerebro-circuitry, where they uncoil and take over mental functions. This effectively allows Subject to remote control the victim. These shells are adaptable for use on most life forms as well. In robot mode, Subject has a highly accurate head-mounted mortar that shoots 50 lb explosives up to 8 miles. He also carries a laser rifle.

Weaknesses: Cerebro-shells can be used to send false signals to Subject if successfully removed from a victim. Some metals can’t be penetrated by the shells’ laser-torches, and some strong-willed beings are immune to his control. Subject will sometimes ignore pressing concerns to toy with a victim.

Since we are familiar with your writing the sample post is waived. Approved, start him in Kaon with the other bugs.

Alright I'll try to redistribute better hows this:

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

Strength: 5
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 6
Speed: 5
Endurance: 6
Courage: 7
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 9
Melee: 8
Tech Skill: 7
Charisma: 4

Profile: Bladewolf is an Assassin for hire. She will shoot you in the back, if someone paid more and wouldn't care. Before the war she was a junkyard scavenger, 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 extremely 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 flexible.

Abilities: Her eyesight 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 flexibility 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 whether 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 lift able. She stole them and left the autobot lying there and went off to get her reward

Drillbit
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Subterrainian Support
Alt. mode: Double-drilled mining tank
Weapons: Two Rapid fire Energy Drills, one high-impact gravity impact shotgun
Height: 28 ft- 8,5 m
Quote: "I don't fail. I find ways that things don't work!"

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

Profile:
Drillbit is one of the few transformers that were built after the Great Shutdown. He was built to help recover resources for the Autobots on a large mining asteroid named Khasm. His inexperience caused him to develop a trial-and-error work system that caused many problems, including cave-ins and energon explosions. But he was still an impressive miner, despite his failures. The colony formed a sort of family unit, with Drillbit as the little brother to them all. Then a surprise attack from a Decepticon raid squadron left Drillbit the sole survivor of Khasm. He feels responsible for his friends' deaths, that he could have done something. A calvary troop found him in hiding after running the Decepticons off of Khasm. He shortly joined the Autobot ranks after that.

He is brave and strong-willed, never backs down from a challenge, even if it's hopeless. He cannot leave someone in need, he is the noble hero type the 'verse needs these days.

Abilities:
His original function was to dig tunnels for the rest of his team to extract the minerals as he kept digging on. This meant he had to built to withstand the harsh enviroment. His armor is durable , able to withstand rockslides and earthquakes. His signature weapons are his energy drills, these are located in each of his arms, able to replace either of his hands. They fire small high tempature plasma shells at a rapid rate to quickly dig through rock as well as used as a weapon against his opponents. His other weapon is a basic gravity shotgun, which uses a small gravitational vacuum around the short range plasma shells so they explode with a higher impact upon their target.

Weaknesses:
Drillbit was never built to go fast. He is slow, with his top speed at 59 mph. He is also very young and has little experience in war. His trial-and-error way of life is also not a very successful problem solving system on the battlefield.

Sample Post:

Mining Asteroid K8-0137: Khasm, The Tunnels

The rumbling of rock echoed in the distance, assuring the mining crew of Drillbit's location. He had always been one to get lost in the caverns. So as a precaution, they insisted he made as much noise as possible, at least on of the miners would be able to pick up on his location with their sonar. Drillbit insisted he never got the sonar upgrade, it was something he never felt smart enough to use one.

<< Yo 'Bit come your way back, we're all headin' to the Pub to recharge.>> said the bot known as Boss around on Khasm.

<< Yeah...um...about that...>> said Drillbit over his comm link, << I got lost.>>

Drillbit heard a grunt of contempt from his Boss over the comm link. It was times like this he felt that getting the sonar upgrade could've been handy. It wasn't long before Boss came around and led him to the Pub.

Energon Pub

The miners were singing an old Cybertronian tune in the backround as Boss and Drillbit sat at a lone table in the back, sipping at a mug of fuel respectfully.

"'Bit, this was the thrid time this Orn, I just don't know what to do with you." said Boss.

"You gonna send me away?" said the young bot.

"Nah, you're staying here. I'd never send you way kid."

At that moment the song in the background ended abruptly with the sound of an explosion outside of the Pub. Then another explosion followed, this time creating a huge hole in the wall of the Pub itself. As the dust settled, glowing red eyes glared out at the miners. A volley of plasma shells jumped out at them, killing those who never expected the attack. Boss tackled Drillbit, sending him under a table, keeping him safe.

"Stay here kid, I'll get help."

But his attempt was cut short by a constant barrage of ammo on his form the moment he got away from cover, killing him. The young bot was left hidden from the attackers as his crew, his family was killed mercilessy. He had to do something, as he got up a large piece of the building fell on him, knocking around his processor and blacking him out.

Slag...

With my diabetes know back under control, I'm hoping to get back to regular posts and trying to get this guy approved

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

Scattershot

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Warrior
Primary Weapon: Automatic Acid-Pellet Gun
Alternate Mode: Attack Jet / Rocket Launcher
Height: 30ft / 9.14m
Quote: "Decepticons are like rust spots -- they're ugly and they can pop up anywhere."

STRENGTH: 8
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 7
ENDURANCE: 8
COURAGE: 9
FIREPOWER: 8
ACCURACY: 8
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 4
CHARISMA: 8
RANK: 7 (Since there aren’t any other Technobots yet, maybe his starting rank should be lower)

Profile:
Scattershot leads by his actions, not his words. This brawling, bragging berserker's idea of strategy is to wade into a Decepticon patrol with all barrels blazing and not withdraw until has run out of ammo or out of enemies, whichever comes first. And he expects his followers to do the same. Anyone who disapproves of his tactics he considers a "tin-plated buckethead." At times, given his rude, gruff manner, Scattershot seems more like a caricature of a career soldier than a real one - But this blustery, often comical demeanor can't disguise the valiant warrior underneath-one who will shed his last drop of fuel, if necessary, for the Autobot cause.

Abilities:
More than any single ability, Scattershot is known for his stamina. He'll continue fighting even after his joints are wracked by metal fatigue. In vehicle mode, he's equipped with a powerful 700 megavolt pulse cannon in his nosecone. Wing-, side- and turret-mounted guns shoot an awesome array of sonic, thermal and artillery shells. He can fly at a maximum speed of 1,900 mph, with a range of 10,000 miles. In battle station mode, he can utilize the same weaponry with even more precision once he deploys his omni-directional radar screens. In robot mode, he carries a 500 rounds-per-minute automatic acid-pellet gun, which can turn an enemy robot into a pile of slag in a matter of moments.

Weaknesses:
Aside from collapsing due to exhaustion because he has pushed himself beyond the point of endurance, Scattershot has no specific weaknesses.

Sample Post:
Scattershot gave a mighty yell as nameless Decepticons fell to the acid pellets spewing forth from the barrel of his rifle. This is what he was created to do. He moved forward dodging laser fire form the panicked Decepticons as best he could. The few shots he had taken were insignificant, not enough to bring him down once he’s on a roll like this. He performed a sideways roll and came up taking a bead on the remaining Decepticon defender. He squeezed the trigger and neatly placed a series of acid pellets dead center in the Decepticon’s cranium.

“Ha! Last one,” he exclaimed as he moved to look at his fallen foe. “Ugly pile of slag he was too. I guess I did him a favor.” He gave the burnt out chassis a hard kick and it was then he noticed the lubricant leaking down his leg. “Sonuva… looks like they managed to scratch my paint job. I guess even Decepticons get lucky every now and then.”

Just then, Scattershot’s audio receptors picked up the sound of jets rapidly approaching. He turned in time to see a squad of Seekers descending on his position amongst the slag he had created. As the tetrajets opened fire he launched himself forward into a handspring narrowly escaping their deadly volley. Landing back on his feet he quickly spun about and transformed into his rocket launcher mode. Before the Seekers could turn back for a second strafing run he had a lock on them.

“Chew on this Decepti-creeps!” he shouted as he opened fire with a sonic artillery shell. A direct hit was scored on the lead jet causing a shockwave that disabled one of the wingmen as well. The two jets spiraled out of control and crashed, one of them in a mighty mushroom cloud of fire. Momentarily blinded by the light, Scattershot was left helpless as the remaining jet opened fire. The Seeker was able to score numerous direct hits seriously compromising the integrity of his armour and causing an energon leak.

“Ugh! That didn’t feel good. I’d better take him out fast. While I still have the chance,” he exclaimed as he transformed into his jet mode and blasted off into the sky. Full well knowing that he wasn’t as fast or maneuverable as the elite air forces of the Decepticons, he knew his best chance was a head on run with his enemy guns blazing. Opening the throttle all the way, Scattershot rocketed forward to meet the oncoming Decepticon. He opened fire with his pulse cannon as well as thermal shells hoping to inflict as much damage as possible. The barrage of firepower was too much for the tetrajet to dodge and he exploded sending shrapnel flying toward the Technobot that was impossible to dodge.

Suffering further damage to his armour, Scattershot’s operating system began to glitch forcing him to make an emergency landing. He immediately transformed back to robot mode and fell to one knee. Desperately he opened a communications channel to Autobot headquarters.

<<This is Scattershot calling to anyone who’s listening. I’m damaged badly. Send a recovery team right away. I’m transmitting coordinates.>>

Initiating his distress beacon he sat back and relaxed, waiting for help to arrive.

“Don’t get too comfortable Autobot. We’re not through yet.”

The voice startled Scattershot back into consciousness. He looked up and saw a Seeker, heavily damaged, approaching. The Decepticon was missing a wing and an arm, but the look in his optics showed that he wanted to settle the score.

Scans indicate systems operating at 73% efficiency.

“You haven’t even got an arm. This should be easy,” was Scattershot’s cocksure reply to the mangled Seeker.

Rising to his feet he began to circle the Decepticon in a fighting stance. He didn’t mind taking the Decepticon on unarmed. It just meant he’d get to enjoy the fight up close and personal. With a roar, Scattershot lunged forward to grapple the Seeker. He knew this would be most advantageous since his opponent was lacking an appendage. His foe had proved to be much more agile than he’d anticipated and was greeted by empty air and a shot in the back from the jet’s machine gun.

Scans indicate systems operating at 67% efficiency.

Systems glitching, energon draining, and armour almost gone, Scattershot was near the end of his endurance. Still, that wasn’t enough to make the Autobot warrior quit. The thought of the importance of getting back to base spurred him on. He broke into spastic laughter, which was just enough to throw the Decepticon off balance for an astro-second. This opportunity he capitalized on. Feinting one way caused a knee jerk reaction from the Decepticon which enabled him to come in one the damaged side of his foe. A leg sweep brought the jet down and Scattershot was on him with speed summoned from deep within. He pinned the Decepticon to the ground and relieved him of his weapon. Balling up his fists he proceeded to pummel the Seekers cranium into a flattened, broken caricature of itself.

The recovery team arrived just in time to see the last twitches of life in the Decepticon and Scattershot falling over exhausted of energon. Rarely had they seen such brutality from an Autobot. Scattershot, however, knew this was part of his function. Sometimes to fight the despicable you have to be despicable. He only hoped that this didn’t colour his friend’s opinions of him. Because he knew the difference between himself and the Decepticons.

I fight for the freedom of all from Megatron's tyranny.

I'm applying for another fan character, mainly to redress the imbalance of Autobot and Decepticon characters that I've been building up, for one reason or another.

Skyrider

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: First Strike Warrior
Primary Weapon: Blaster Pistol, Thruster units
Alternate Mode: Jet Cycle
Height: 23ft
Quote: "Justice has arrived!"

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

Profile:
Skyrider is one of those warriors who likes to put a little extra "pizzazz" into his fight against the Decepticons. Not only does he "dress" for his battles, with his distinctive scarf flapping behind him, but he adds his own running commentary to the proceedings. He has a tendency to broadcast his attacks, and even his transformations, to all about, and to stop, pose, and admonish his foes and ask for their surrender. The thing that his fellow Autobots can't understand is that this somehow seems to work: His opponents are so confused by Skyrider's sheer audacity and showmanship that they don't really expect his ferocious attacks even as he screams their names at them.

Abilities: Skyrider is a team player, often acting as a distraction while more conventional troops attack from other angles. To assist in this, Skyrider's alt-mode is a flying, jet-powered unit that can be ridden by most moderately-sized Autobots, so he is rarely without a partner. It can acheive speeds of up to Mach 2.2 if not too heavily laden. He is armed with a heavy Blaster Pistol with an axe-like blade under the grip, but his main offense is his knowledge of the art of Circuit-Su, which he claims lets him channel the energy of his spark into his attack, letting him land blows with destructive force far beyond his strength. Skeptics would point out that it likely has more to with the fact his limbs contain his alt-mode jet engines, which he activates during his attacks to melt through enemy armor.

Weaknesses: Skyrider is relatively fragile for a warrior and relies on fast movement, quick relfexes and his unpredictability to avoid being disabled by attacks many warriors would shrug off. His habit of nicely pointing out the flaws in his enemy's fighting and polite requests for surrender have backfired on him in the past. And he has an annoying habit of calling anyone partnered with him "Brother": Sunstreaker once decked him for doing this. A general sense of flabbergastedness tends to develop in those he works with.

Sample Post:
"There's 50 of them!!!" Backstreet wailed as the jet-cycle pulled up in front of the squad of Decepticons. "Why did I get picked for the first wave, I'm a lookout for crying out loud!!!"
"Relax, Brother, there are only 5, and numbers are meaningless in the Face of Justice! Transform!" Skyrider was in robot mode an astrosecond after Backstreet dismounted, and began cutting back and forth across the available cover. Backstreet took the oppurtunity to transform and move to a nearby vantage point.
Skyrider looped, cartwheeled, and opened up with his blaster. "Rider Shooting!!!" The Decepticons continued to track him, but were visibly confused by the act. So was Backstreet. One breem he's got too-perfect diction and a voice like a Prime's, the next he's screaming gibberish. Backstreet took on the role of covering fire, focusing his Heat Headlamps and Proton Missile cannons on a transforming artillery 'Con. Freed from his dance, Skyrider closed with the enemy.
What followed would have passed for a dance before the war, as Skyrider twirled, ducked and rolled, barely seeming to touch his foes. But all the same they felt the blows, as the searing heat from his thrusters cut them as well as any vibroknife.
"Catch him! Pin him down!"
"Someone blast the other one!"
"Hot, why's it so hot!"
Disoriented, the First Strike Warrior took his chance, and rocketed into the air, with a cloud of debris and a shout of "Rider Jump!!". Mawcraw, currently blazing away with an electron gatling at Backstreet, was singled out.
"3...2...1....Rider KIIICCCKK!!!!". Skyrider came blazing out of the cloud like a comet, and placed his foot squarely in Mawcraws back. The jet flames drilled through the 'Con heavy, powered on by the momentum from Skyrider's arm thrusters. One vorn-long astrosecond later, Skyrider pulled his foot out, jumped a dozen mechanometers away, turned from Mawcraw to his stunned foes and posed, as the heavy, only just realising what had happened, fell over and kindly exploded.
The 3 remaining Decepticons fled.

"How do you do that?" Backstreet asked later, as he helped replace the servoes in Skyrider's half-busted leg.
"With Justice in my heart, and the Wieght of the World behind my feet." Skyrider replied.
"That's not what I...oh, nevermind."

Name: FlyBlitz "Blitz"
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Various
Alt. mode: A ball
Weapons: A sword dubbed as "The O.M.E.G.A Blade". An energy whip. He has retractable tentacles. He carries no long range weapons.
Special Abilities: Blitz once got his hands on a device that generates wormholes. He added it to his systems and changed it a slight bit. The device allows him to time-hop. He cannot affect anything in another time zone without obliterating himself, so it is only used to observe.
Height: Five feet tall (He is the size of a minicon, but has the full blown power of a Transformer. He uses his size to his advantage)
Quote: N/A

STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 10
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 10
FIREPOWER: 0
ACCURACY: 0
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 7
CHARISMA: 4
RANK: N/A

Profile: He started out as FlyBoy. He found his second half named Flybot. Together the two went on lovely adventures together. Another bot named Ragnarok captured the two, and they attacked him. They had a feirce rivalry. At onepoint the two bots took down his whole armada, only to be stopped by the third half of Flyboy, Flyboz. The three merged together, and created Flytron, who absorbed bots and gained power. Flytron eventually overloaded creating FlyBlitz. "Blitz" found that no one could hear and or see him. Soon a human named Dr. Rial found him. She and her crew had set out into space years ago, and they flew by Cybertron and created a replica, who turned out to be Blitz. She slowed his atoms down and then he was visible. Soon he killed her since she was a mutant alien, but he still loved her. Blitz began to build a new rivalry with another bot named VelocityRaptor, but Blitz killed him. Soon he came back renamed Machraptor. Machraptor was bent on revenge. Various other things happened for some time, but soon Blitz started constructing a cannon capable of destroying planets. It almost fired, but it was stopped by Blitz and Machraptor. Since then Machraptor has tried to catch Blitz but remained unsucessful.

This is all an abbreviation. To read Blitz's full story go here
http://ds.transformersgame.com/forums/3 ... opics/2942
To continue his story go here
http://ds.transformersgame.com/forums/3 ... opics/6105

Abilities: Blitz makes up for lack of range and size with his speed. He can smash into his oponents and do serious damage. His speed has never been charted, but his max speed is somewhere above the speed of light. His OMEGA blade is a sword which extends from his arm. It can extend just about as far as Blitz desires, but the longer he extends it, the more power he drains from himself. He tends to only extend it a few feet. His whip extends from his other arm. He uses it as more of a grapple than a whip. His tentacles come out of a pack on his back. He uses them as extra arms.

Weaknesses: Blitz's weak point is probably how much he cares for other species. For a Decepticon, he is pretty loving, but he wont show it. He has a close freindship with his android Dire (Dire is Blitz's personal android who had his circuts fried. He is essentially an idiot, but manages to get Blitz out of sticky situations.)

Things to note: Originally Blitz was on Earth seeking the Allspark, but since this board is different that is no longer the case (although I am keeping his backstory). He is also created by the humans and is model 23 of them. Blitz stole Dire's blueprints from the lab where he was made (Dire is model 13).

Sample Post:
Blitz: Cybertron huh?
Dire: Yessiry
Blitz: And remind me why we are here?
Dire: Well, you got kinda bored and...
Blitz: Yeah yeah I know. Plus I need some stuff...
I floated in space before Cybertron. I really hated this place. A few Autobots were near. I could tell by the Autobot sign ingraved onto their chests.
Blitz: Hi there, you guys must be Autobots.
They searched me. I guess they were looking for a sign on me
Blitz: Uh, Im not really open for advertising, but I am going to kill you now.
Dire: Bliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitz, they speak Cybertronianianish
I repeated the phrase in Cybertronian before whipping out my sword and cutting the nearest one in half. The other lunged at me and I threw Dire at him. Dire exploded and reassembled his peices before exploding again, and again, and again...
What a fun way to be greeted to Cybertron.

BladeWolf wrote:Alright I'll try to redistribute better hows this:

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

Strength: 5
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 6
Speed: 5
Endurance: 6
Courage: 7
Firepower: 6
Accuracy: 9
Melee: 8
Tech Skill: 7
Charisma: 4

Profile: Bladewolf is an Assassin for hire. She will shoot you in the back, if someone paid more and wouldn't care. Before the war she was a junkyard scavenger, 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 extremely 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 flexible.

Abilities: Her eyesight 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 flexibility 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 whether 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 lift able. She stole them and left the autobot lying there and went off to get her reward

Approved, rank 5. Start in the Tagan Heights with the Decepticon forces occupying it.

Kid_Kapatilsm wrote: Drillbit
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Subterrainian Support
Alt. mode: Double-drilled mining tank
Weapons: Two Rapid fire Energy Drills, one high-impact gravity impact shotgun
Height: 28 ft- 8,5 m
Quote: "I don't fail. I find ways that things don't work!"

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

Profile:
Drillbit is one of the few transformers that were built after the Great Shutdown. He was built to help recover resources for the Autobots on a large mining asteroid named Khasm. His inexperience caused him to develop a trial-and-error work system that caused many problems, including cave-ins and energon explosions. But he was still an impressive miner, despite his failures. The colony formed a sort of family unit, with Drillbit as the little brother to them all. Then a surprise attack from a Decepticon raid squadron left Drillbit the sole survivor of Khasm. He feels responsible for his friends' deaths, that he could have done something. A calvary troop found him in hiding after running the Decepticons off of Khasm. He shortly joined the Autobot ranks after that.

He is brave and strong-willed, never backs down from a challenge, even if it's hopeless. He cannot leave someone in need, he is the noble hero type the 'verse needs these days.

Abilities:
His original function was to dig tunnels for the rest of his team to extract the minerals as he kept digging on. This meant he had to built to withstand the harsh enviroment. His armor is durable , able to withstand rockslides and earthquakes. His signature weapons are his energy drills, these are located in each of his arms, able to replace either of his hands. They fire small high tempature plasma shells at a rapid rate to quickly dig through rock as well as used as a weapon against his opponents. His other weapon is a basic gravity shotgun, which uses a small gravitational vacuum around the short range plasma shells so they explode with a higher impact upon their target.

Weaknesses:
Drillbit was never built to go fast. He is slow, with his top speed at 59 mph. He is also very young and has little experience in war. His trial-and-error way of life is also not a very successful problem solving system on the battlefield.

Sample Post:

Mining Asteroid K8-0137: Khasm, The Tunnels

The rumbling of rock echoed in the distance, assuring the mining crew of Drillbit's location. He had always been one to get lost in the caverns. So as a precaution, they insisted he made as much noise as possible, at least on of the miners would be able to pick up on his location with their sonar. Drillbit insisted he never got the sonar upgrade, it was something he never felt smart enough to use one.

<< Yo 'Bit come your way back, we're all headin' to the Pub to recharge.>> said the bot known as Boss around on Khasm.

<< Yeah...um...about that...>> said Drillbit over his comm link, << I got lost.>>

Drillbit heard a grunt of contempt from his Boss over the comm link. It was times like this he felt that getting the sonar upgrade could've been handy. It wasn't long before Boss came around and led him to the Pub.

Energon Pub

The miners were singing an old Cybertronian tune in the backround as Boss and Drillbit sat at a lone table in the back, sipping at a mug of fuel respectfully.

"'Bit, this was the thrid time this Orn, I just don't know what to do with you." said Boss.

"You gonna send me away?" said the young bot.

"Nah, you're staying here. I'd never send you way kid."

At that moment the song in the background ended abruptly with the sound of an explosion outside of the Pub. Then another explosion followed, this time creating a huge hole in the wall of the Pub itself. As the dust settled, glowing red eyes glared out at the miners. A volley of plasma shells jumped out at them, killing those who never expected the attack. Boss tackled Drillbit, sending him under a table, keeping him safe.

"Stay here kid, I'll get help."

But his attempt was cut short by a constant barrage of ammo on his form the moment he got away from cover, killing him. The young bot was left hidden from the attackers as his crew, his family was killed mercilessy. He had to do something, as he got up a large piece of the building fell on him, knocking around his processor and blacking him out.

Slag...

The drills he has sound like they would be fairly powerful, especially since they can dig tunnels, but his firepower rating isn't all that high, more like average. I'm not sure if that was your intention or not. I would also like some description of his alternate mode.

Optimus Frimal wrote:With my diabetes know back under control, I'm hoping to get back to regular posts and trying to get this guy approved

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

I need a better description of his hologram abilities like how big they are and how many he can generate.

~Windcharger~ wrote:Scattershot

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Warrior
Primary Weapon: Automatic Acid-Pellet Gun
Alternate Mode: Attack Jet / Rocket Launcher
Height: 30ft / 9.14m
Quote: "Decepticons are like rust spots -- they're ugly and they can pop up anywhere."

STRENGTH: 8
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 7
SPEED: 7
ENDURANCE: 8
COURAGE: 9
FIREPOWER: 8
ACCURACY: 8
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 4
CHARISMA: 8
RANK: 7 (Since there aren’t any other Technobots yet, maybe his starting rank should be lower)

Profile:
Scattershot leads by his actions, not his words. This brawling, bragging berserker's idea of strategy is to wade into a Decepticon patrol with all barrels blazing and not withdraw until has run out of ammo or out of enemies, whichever comes first. And he expects his followers to do the same. Anyone who disapproves of his tactics he considers a "tin-plated buckethead." At times, given his rude, gruff manner, Scattershot seems more like a caricature of a career soldier than a real one - But this blustery, often comical demeanor can't disguise the valiant warrior underneath-one who will shed his last drop of fuel, if necessary, for the Autobot cause.

Abilities:
More than any single ability, Scattershot is known for his stamina. He'll continue fighting even after his joints are wracked by metal fatigue. In vehicle mode, he's equipped with a powerful 700 megavolt pulse cannon in his nosecone. Wing-, side- and turret-mounted guns shoot an awesome array of sonic, thermal and artillery shells. He can fly at a maximum speed of 1,900 mph, with a range of 10,000 miles. In battle station mode, he can utilize the same weaponry with even more precision once he deploys his omni-directional radar screens. In robot mode, he carries a 500 rounds-per-minute automatic acid-pellet gun, which can turn an enemy robot into a pile of slag in a matter of moments.

Weaknesses:
Aside from collapsing due to exhaustion because he has pushed himself beyond the point of endurance, Scattershot has no specific weaknesses.

Sample Post:
Scattershot gave a mighty yell as nameless Decepticons fell to the acid pellets spewing forth from the barrel of his rifle. This is what he was created to do. He moved forward dodging laser fire form the panicked Decepticons as best he could. The few shots he had taken were insignificant, not enough to bring him down once he’s on a roll like this. He performed a sideways roll and came up taking a bead on the remaining Decepticon defender. He squeezed the trigger and neatly placed a series of acid pellets dead center in the Decepticon’s cranium.

“Ha! Last one,” he exclaimed as he moved to look at his fallen foe. “Ugly pile of slag he was too. I guess I did him a favor.” He gave the burnt out chassis a hard kick and it was then he noticed the lubricant leaking down his leg. “Sonuva… looks like they managed to scratch my paint job. I guess even Decepticons get lucky every now and then.”

Just then, Scattershot’s audio receptors picked up the sound of jets rapidly approaching. He turned in time to see a squad of Seekers descending on his position amongst the slag he had created. As the tetrajets opened fire he launched himself forward into a handspring narrowly escaping their deadly volley. Landing back on his feet he quickly spun about and transformed into his rocket launcher mode. Before the Seekers could turn back for a second strafing run he had a lock on them.

“Chew on this Decepti-creeps!” he shouted as he opened fire with a sonic artillery shell. A direct hit was scored on the lead jet causing a shockwave that disabled one of the wingmen as well. The two jets spiraled out of control and crashed, one of them in a mighty mushroom cloud of fire. Momentarily blinded by the light, Scattershot was left helpless as the remaining jet opened fire. The Seeker was able to score numerous direct hits seriously compromising the integrity of his armour and causing an energon leak.

“Ugh! That didn’t feel good. I’d better take him out fast. While I still have the chance,” he exclaimed as he transformed into his jet mode and blasted off into the sky. Full well knowing that he wasn’t as fast or maneuverable as the elite air forces of the Decepticons, he knew his best chance was a head on run with his enemy guns blazing. Opening the throttle all the way, Scattershot rocketed forward to meet the oncoming Decepticon. He opened fire with his pulse cannon as well as thermal shells hoping to inflict as much damage as possible. The barrage of firepower was too much for the tetrajet to dodge and he exploded sending shrapnel flying toward the Technobot that was impossible to dodge.

Suffering further damage to his armour, Scattershot’s operating system began to glitch forcing him to make an emergency landing. He immediately transformed back to robot mode and fell to one knee. Desperately he opened a communications channel to Autobot headquarters.

<<This is Scattershot calling to anyone who’s listening. I’m damaged badly. Send a recovery team right away. I’m transmitting coordinates.>>

Initiating his distress beacon he sat back and relaxed, waiting for help to arrive.

“Don’t get too comfortable Autobot. We’re not through yet.”

The voice startled Scattershot back into consciousness. He looked up and saw a Seeker, heavily damaged, approaching. The Decepticon was missing a wing and an arm, but the look in his optics showed that he wanted to settle the score.

Scans indicate systems operating at 73% efficiency.

“You haven’t even got an arm. This should be easy,” was Scattershot’s cocksure reply to the mangled Seeker.

Rising to his feet he began to circle the Decepticon in a fighting stance. He didn’t mind taking the Decepticon on unarmed. It just meant he’d get to enjoy the fight up close and personal. With a roar, Scattershot lunged forward to grapple the Seeker. He knew this would be most advantageous since his opponent was lacking an appendage. His foe had proved to be much more agile than he’d anticipated and was greeted by empty air and a shot in the back from the jet’s machine gun.

Scans indicate systems operating at 67% efficiency.

Systems glitching, energon draining, and armour almost gone, Scattershot was near the end of his endurance. Still, that wasn’t enough to make the Autobot warrior quit. The thought of the importance of getting back to base spurred him on. He broke into spastic laughter, which was just enough to throw the Decepticon off balance for an astro-second. This opportunity he capitalized on. Feinting one way caused a knee jerk reaction from the Decepticon which enabled him to come in one the damaged side of his foe. A leg sweep brought the jet down and Scattershot was on him with speed summoned from deep within. He pinned the Decepticon to the ground and relieved him of his weapon. Balling up his fists he proceeded to pummel the Seekers cranium into a flattened, broken caricature of itself.

The recovery team arrived just in time to see the last twitches of life in the Decepticon and Scattershot falling over exhausted of energon. Rarely had they seen such brutality from an Autobot. Scattershot, however, knew this was part of his function. Sometimes to fight the despicable you have to be despicable. He only hoped that this didn’t colour his friend’s opinions of him. Because he knew the difference between himself and the Decepticons.

I fight for the freedom of all from Megatron's tyranny.

Approved, start him in Iacon where he likely fell back to after the fall of the Heights. He can keep the rank and he can be in charge of the Technobots but not necessarily exclusive to them.

FuzzymusPrime wrote:I'm applying for another fan character, mainly to redress the imbalance of Autobot and Decepticon characters that I've been building up, for one reason or another.

Skyrider

Allegiance: Autobot
Function: First Strike Warrior
Primary Weapon: Blaster Pistol, Thruster units
Alternate Mode: Jet Cycle
Height: 23ft
Quote: "Justice has arrived!"

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

Profile:
Skyrider is one of those warriors who likes to put a little extra "pizzazz" into his fight against the Decepticons. Not only does he "dress" for his battles, with his distinctive scarf flapping behind him, but he adds his own running commentary to the proceedings. He has a tendency to broadcast his attacks, and even his transformations, to all about, and to stop, pose, and admonish his foes and ask for their surrender. The thing that his fellow Autobots can't understand is that this somehow seems to work: His opponents are so confused by Skyrider's sheer audacity and showmanship that they don't really expect his ferocious attacks even as he screams their names at them.

Abilities: Skyrider is a team player, often acting as a distraction while more conventional troops attack from other angles. To assist in this, Skyrider's alt-mode is a flying, jet-powered unit that can be ridden by most moderately-sized Autobots, so he is rarely without a partner. It can acheive speeds of up to Mach 2.2 if not too heavily laden. He is armed with a heavy Blaster Pistol with an axe-like blade under the grip, but his main offense is his knowledge of the art of Circuit-Su, which he claims lets him channel the energy of his spark into his attack, letting him land blows with destructive force far beyond his strength. Skeptics would point out that it likely has more to with the fact his limbs contain his alt-mode jet engines, which he activates during his attacks to melt through enemy armor.

Weaknesses: Skyrider is relatively fragile for a warrior and relies on fast movement, quick relfexes and his unpredictability to avoid being disabled by attacks many warriors would shrug off. His habit of nicely pointing out the flaws in his enemy's fighting and polite requests for surrender have backfired on him in the past. And he has an annoying habit of calling anyone partnered with him "Brother": Sunstreaker once decked him for doing this. A general sense of flabbergastedness tends to develop in those he works with.

Sample Post:
"There's 50 of them!!!" Backstreet wailed as the jet-cycle pulled up in front of the squad of Decepticons. "Why did I get picked for the first wave, I'm a lookout for crying out loud!!!"
"Relax, Brother, there are only 5, and numbers are meaningless in the Face of Justice! Transform!" Skyrider was in robot mode an astrosecond after Backstreet dismounted, and began cutting back and forth across the available cover. Backstreet took the oppurtunity to transform and move to a nearby vantage point.
Skyrider looped, cartwheeled, and opened up with his blaster. "Rider Shooting!!!" The Decepticons continued to track him, but were visibly confused by the act. So was Backstreet. One breem he's got too-perfect diction and a voice like a Prime's, the next he's screaming gibberish. Backstreet took on the role of covering fire, focusing his Heat Headlamps and Proton Missile cannons on a transforming artillery 'Con. Freed from his dance, Skyrider closed with the enemy.
What followed would have passed for a dance before the war, as Skyrider twirled, ducked and rolled, barely seeming to touch his foes. But all the same they felt the blows, as the searing heat from his thrusters cut them as well as any vibroknife.
"Catch him! Pin him down!"
"Someone blast the other one!"
"Hot, why's it so hot!"
Disoriented, the First Strike Warrior took his chance, and rocketed into the air, with a cloud of debris and a shout of "Rider Jump!!". Mawcraw, currently blazing away with an electron gatling at Backstreet, was singled out.
"3...2...1....Rider KIIICCCKK!!!!". Skyrider came blazing out of the cloud like a comet, and placed his foot squarely in Mawcraws back. The jet flames drilled through the 'Con heavy, powered on by the momentum from Skyrider's arm thrusters. One vorn-long astrosecond later, Skyrider pulled his foot out, jumped a dozen mechanometers away, turned from Mawcraw to his stunned foes and posed, as the heavy, only just realising what had happened, fell over and kindly exploded.
The 3 remaining Decepticons fled.

"How do you do that?" Backstreet asked later, as he helped replace the servoes in Skyrider's half-busted leg.
"With Justice in my heart, and the Wieght of the World behind my feet." Skyrider replied.
"That's not what I...oh, nevermind."

He definitely needs to lose the scarf and any other clothing bit. Most Transformers aren't going to know that other races even have a need for clothing, let alone making or wearing their own. I'm going to have to consult with some of the other mods about his alternate mode and the ability for others to ride on it and use it as described. He is fairly small for even moderately sized guys to ride on him.

Lunarol wrote:Name: FlyBlitz "Blitz"
Allegiance: Decepticon
Function: Various
Alt. mode: A ball
Weapons: A sword dubbed as "The O.M.E.G.A Blade". An energy whip. He has retractable tentacles. He carries no long range weapons.
Special Abilities: Blitz once got his hands on a device that generates wormholes. He added it to his systems and changed it a slight bit. The device allows him to time-hop. He cannot affect anything in another time zone without obliterating himself, so it is only used to observe.
Height: Five feet tall (He is the size of a minicon, but has the full blown power of a Transformer. He uses his size to his advantage)
Quote: N/A

STRENGTH: 6
INTELLIGENCE: 7
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 10
ENDURANCE: 5
COURAGE: 10
FIREPOWER: 0
ACCURACY: 0
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 7
CHARISMA: 4
RANK: N/A

Profile: He started out as FlyBoy. He found his second half named Flybot. Together the two went on lovely adventures together. Another bot named Ragnarok captured the two, and they attacked him. They had a feirce rivalry. At onepoint the two bots took down his whole armada, only to be stopped by the third half of Flyboy, Flyboz. The three merged together, and created Flytron, who absorbed bots and gained power. Flytron eventually overloaded creating FlyBlitz. "Blitz" found that no one could hear and or see him. Soon a human named Dr. Rial found him. She and her crew had set out into space years ago, and they flew by Cybertron and created a replica, who turned out to be Blitz. She slowed his atoms down and then he was visible. Soon he killed her since she was a mutant alien, but he still loved her. Blitz began to build a new rivalry with another bot named VelocityRaptor, but Blitz killed him. Soon he came back renamed Machraptor. Machraptor was bent on revenge. Various other things happened for some time, but soon Blitz started constructing a cannon capable of destroying planets. It almost fired, but it was stopped by Blitz and Machraptor. Since then Machraptor has tried to catch Blitz but remained unsucessful.

This is all an abbreviation. To read Blitz's full story go here
http://ds.transformersgame.com/forums/3 ... opics/2942
To continue his story go here
http://ds.transformersgame.com/forums/3 ... opics/6105

Abilities: Blitz makes up for lack of range and size with his speed. He can smash into his oponents and do serious damage. His speed has never been charted, but his max speed is somewhere above the speed of light. His OMEGA blade is a sword which extends from his arm. It can extend just about as far as Blitz desires, but the longer he extends it, the more power he drains from himself. He tends to only extend it a few feet. His whip extends from his other arm. He uses it as more of a grapple than a whip. His tentacles come out of a pack on his back. He uses them as extra arms.

Weaknesses: Blitz's weak point is probably how much he cares for other species. For a Decepticon, he is pretty loving, but he wont show it. He has a close freindship with his android Dire (Dire is Blitz's personal android who had his circuts fried. He is essentially an idiot, but manages to get Blitz out of sticky situations.)

Things to note: Originally Blitz was on Earth seeking the Allspark, but since this board is different that is no longer the case (although I am keeping his backstory). He is also created by the humans and is model 23 of them. Blitz stole Dire's blueprints from the lab where he was made (Dire is model 13).

Sample Post:
Blitz: Cybertron huh?
Dire: Yessiry
Blitz: And remind me why we are here?
Dire: Well, you got kinda bored and...
Blitz: Yeah yeah I know. Plus I need some stuff...
I floated in space before Cybertron. I really hated this place. A few Autobots were near. I could tell by the Autobot sign ingraved onto their chests.
Blitz: Hi there, you guys must be Autobots.
They searched me. I guess they were looking for a sign on me
Blitz: Uh, Im not really open for advertising, but I am going to kill you now.
Dire: Bliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitz, they speak Cybertronianianish
I repeated the phrase in Cybertronian before whipping out my sword and cutting the nearest one in half. The other lunged at me and I threw Dire at him. Dire exploded and reassembled his peices before exploding again, and again, and again...
What a fun way to be greeted to Cybertron.

This profile does not work in this game at all. You need to read our rules and history and redo this or make an entirely new one. This game appears completely different than the one you played in on the other board.

Devastron wrote:He definitely needs to lose the scarf and any other clothing bit. Most Transformers aren't going to know that other races even have a need for clothing, let alone making or wearing their own. I'm going to have to consult with some of the other mods about his alternate mode and the ability for others to ride on it and use it as described. He is fairly small for even moderately sized guys to ride on him.

The scarf bit was an idea from a slightly angstier early version before I made this more interesting idea. It fits with the matador-esque fighting style but isn't nessecary: He could just be brightly colored for a similar effect.
As for the carrying people and size, I chose what I thought was an average size for a warrior type, same as a bike is about the same size as a person. I thought it was an interesting angle, but I understand if it needs reworking or a stat penalty. I can rewrite without it if you prefer.

Name: Hardhead
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Ground Assault
Alt. Mode: Cybertronian Tank
Weapons: Shatterblasters (X2), 120mm Laser-guided Cannon
Height: 33ft / 10m
Quote: "It's either MY way - or NO way!"


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

Profile:

The only way to get Hardhead to follow advice is to persuade him he came up with the idea himself. He knows only one way to do anything- his way. He's as stubborn as a Buick with a six-year-old battery on a cold winter's morning. He doesn't talk too much, but when he does he's usually brief and to the point, never sparing the emotions of others. Some would say he's businesslike, others would say rude. Soldiering is his life; on the battlefield, he's just as stubborn as anywhere else. Retreat is a dirty word to him- he'll fight until there's nothing left of his enemy... or himself.

Created during the Second Golden age, Hardhead is one of the few Autobots to actually come from a military background. However with few threats and fewer battles, most of his time was spent on guard duty, a job Hardhead grew to despise but put up with. However, when the deceptions rose up and began the second Great War, Hardhead suddenly found himself back in business. Under Optimus Prime's leadership, Hardhead has become significantly more confident in the Autobot way of doing things compared to versions from other realities, appreciating Prime's understanding on the situation they find themselves in.

Abilities:

In tank mode, Hardhead has a maximum road speed of 155 mph. He's impervious to most armor-piercing artillery and is resistant to most thermal and electromagnetic beam weapons. His range is 450 miles. He carries a 120mm laser-guided cannon that shoots a variety of incendiary, sonic and explosive shells. In robot mode, he uses two shatterblasters; guns that shoot diamond-hard crystal shards that can shred a foot-thick steel wall with one burst. His tank mode exhaust gases can melt the finish of any vehicle or robot following too closely behind him.

Weaknesses: Although resistant to most exterior fire, Hardhead often suffers internal injuries from the recoil of his own weapons. His stubbornness has often been his downfall in many battles, often leading to battleplans being ruined and whilst he has rarely been deactivated, has prevented his advancement into the higher echelons of the faction.

Role-Play Sample:

The rugged appearance of the Rust Sea was fitting for the duty that had been given to Hardhead. His assignment was one of utter repugnance to the core of his nature. Once again he was forced into guard duty in response to the long period of inactivity in the ongoing war. The waters of the Rust Sea were always a corroded yellowish-brown color that could easily conceal any number of enemy’s bellow the surface. All things had been unusually quiet, to quiet for Hardheads liking.

The ground shook lightly and vibrations carried across the surface as an enormous green tank made its way through the area. The center of tank was composed of a large 120mm laser-guided cannon that packed enough firepower to blast a hole in the most durable of foes. A combination of black constructed tracks allowed the massive force to travel great distance at high speeds while the outer hull was made of thick titanium steel, making it almost impossible to puncture. “Guard duty. I hate guard duty. Though it was better than sticking around for the whole honor and duty speech.” Hardhead stated miserably to himself while he traveled the distance of the shore, allowing the tainted waves to wash up on the shoreline. Parts and components rushed up onto the shoreline from former wars raged across Cybertron, causing the shoreline to be littered with fragmented parts.

Coming to a thundering halt the massive tank started to change form, allowing its hull to stand and its tracks to recalibrate into well function arms. The right shoulder became a mounted laser cannon while a pair of shatter-blasters were ejected upwards into the air before they became grasped by large robotic hands, snatching them out the air. On each shoulder a red Autobot insignia was proudly displayed for all to see. A blue optic strip activated as Hardheads vision came online. “A little target practice never hurt anyone.” Hardhead raised one his blasters while the cannon barrel charged with a dark red glow. A rapid laser blast was slammed out of the blaster and struck a nearby target, destroying a large collection of trash on the shoreline.

“Highbrow and his stupid ideas. Guard duty was suppose to be fun, who ever heard of such a thing?” Hardhead whined to himself while he continued to blast nearby trash piles clearing the shoreline of all the collected trash. Hardhead soon reverted to his tank form and took to patrolling the shoreline once again, having little interest in engaging such pathetic targets.

Drillbit
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Subterrainian Support
Alt. mode: Double-drilled mining tank (Imagine a medium sized transport vehicle with one horizontally placed drill on both sides.)
Weapons: Two Rapid fire Energy Drills, one high-impact gravity impact shotgun
Height: 28 ft- 8,5 m
Quote: "I don't fail. I find ways that things don't work!"

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

Profile:
Drillbit is one of the few transformers that were built after the Great Shutdown. He was built to help recover resources for the Autobots on a large mining asteroid named Khasm. His inexperience caused him to develop a trial-and-error work system that caused many problems, including cave-ins and energon explosions. But he was still an impressive miner, despite his failures. The colony formed a sort of family unit, with Drillbit as the little brother to them all. Then a surprise attack from a Decepticon raid squadron left Drillbit the sole survivor of Khasm. He feels responsible for his friends' deaths, that he could have done something. A calvary troop found him in hiding after running the Decepticons off of Khasm. He shortly joined the Autobot ranks after that.

He is brave and strong-willed, never backs down from a challenge, even if it's hopeless. He cannot leave someone in need, he is the noble hero type the 'verse needs these days.

Abilities:
His original function was to dig tunnels for the rest of his team to extract the minerals as he kept digging on. This meant he had to built to withstand the harsh enviroment. His armor is durable , able to withstand rockslides and earthquakes. His signature weapons are his energy drills, these are located in each of his arms, able to replace either of his hands. They fire small high tempature plasma shells at a rapid rate to quickly dig through rock as well as used as a weapon against his opponents. His other weapon is a basic gravity shotgun, which uses a small gravitational vacuum around the short range plasma shells so they explode with a higher impact upon their target.

Weaknesses:
Drillbit was never built to go fast. He is slow, with his top speed at 59 mph. He is also very young and has little experience in war. His trial-and-error way of life is also not a very successful problem solving system on the battlefield.

Sample Post:

Mining Asteroid K8-0137: Khasm, The Tunnels

The rumbling of rock echoed in the distance, assuring the mining crew of Drillbit's location. He had always been one to get lost in the caverns. So as a precaution, they insisted he made as much noise as possible, at least on of the miners would be able to pick up on his location with their sonar. Drillbit insisted he never got the sonar upgrade, it was something he never felt smart enough to use one.

<< Yo 'Bit come your way back, we're all headin' to the Pub to recharge.>> said the bot known as Boss around on Khasm.

<< Yeah...um...about that...>> said Drillbit over his comm link, << I got lost.>>

Drillbit heard a grunt of contempt from his Boss over the comm link. It was times like this he felt that getting the sonar upgrade could've been handy. It wasn't long before Boss came around and led him to the Pub.

Energon Pub

The miners were singing an old Cybertronian tune in the backround as Boss and Drillbit sat at a lone table in the back, sipping at a mug of fuel respectfully.

"'Bit, this was the thrid time this Orn, I just don't know what to do with you." said Boss.

"You gonna send me away?" said the young bot.

"Nah, you're staying here. I'd never send you way kid."

At that moment the song in the background ended abruptly with the sound of an explosion outside of the Pub. Then another explosion followed, this time creating a huge hole in the wall of the Pub itself. As the dust settled, glowing red eyes glared out at the miners. A volley of plasma shells jumped out at them, killing those who never expected the attack. Boss tackled Drillbit, sending him under a table, keeping him safe.

"Stay here kid, I'll get help."

But his attempt was cut short by a constant barrage of ammo on his form the moment he got away from cover, killing him. The young bot was left hidden from the attackers as his crew, his family was killed mercilessy. He had to do something, as he got up a large piece of the building fell on him, knocking around his processor and blacking him out.

Slag...

Devastron, I know your doing what is right for the community and all, but I do have to protest slightly. I added another section saying that I understood that it was entirely different and some things would need to be changed. The story of Blitz can be almost completly ignored, but I put it in there so that people understand him a bit. If you woul like, Ill even change my writing style and lower Blitz's stats a bit. I really like him as a character and would very much appreciate it if you allowed him in.
Thank you.

Lunarol wrote:Devastron, I know your doing what is right for the community and all, but I do have to protest slightly. I added another section saying that I understood that it was entirely different and some things would need to be changed. The story of Blitz can be almost completly ignored, but I put it in there so that people understand him a bit. If you woul like, Ill even change my writing style and lower Blitz's stats a bit. I really like him as a character and would very much appreciate it if you allowed him in.
Thank you.

The problem is I see very little about your character that is acceptable. Pretty much everything but his name and allegiance needs to be changed. He is loaded down with special abilities, his stats break several rules, his height makes no sense compared to any other TFs in the game, he needs a quote, his history is completely incompatible with the game history, his weapons seem to have magical or near magical capabilities, he has tentacles to act as extra arms, he cares for other species (something that doesn't work as a Decepticons), and he apparently has an android sidekick.

Basically you didn't bother to read ANY or our rules or ANY of the game history or setting. You will need to completely change this character for him to work in this game. As he is now he is rejected. If you want to play in this game you are going to have to work within the rules and setting we have made. I suggest reading the rules and game summary and reading some game posts and then try applying for a character that can work in the game.

I made the needed changes to my stats and I gave a description of his alt.mode.

But I want to clarify how his drills work.

The drills have four small barrels, located on the edge of the circled perimeter of the drill,that fire off small energy shells as the drill rotates, creating holes.

It's not how powerful the shots are, it's how fast they are shot.

If that doesn't require high firepower then I would like to go back to my original stats.

Name: Whirl
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Aerial assault
Alt. mode: Cybertronian Helicopter/Bell AH-1 Cobra
Weapons: Photon beam rifle, Shell Cannon, Paralyzo-Box, Null-ray Module
Special Abilities:
Height: 30 ft = 9,1 m
Quote: 'If used logically, madness makes a great weapon.'

STRENGTH: 8
INTELLIGENCE: 8
DEXTERITY: 8
SPEED: 8 or 6 (Bio says 8, the RPG's speed says he's at 6 based on his bio.)
ENDURANCE: 8
COURAGE: 9
FIREPOWER: 8
ACCURACY: 7
MELEE: 8
TECH SKILL: 7
CHARISMA: 6
RANK: 6

Profile: An aerial daredevil not out of vanity, but out of tactical prowess he utilizes his high agility to sow havoc and confusion among the enemy ranks believing that his wild maneuvers instill fear in the enemy.
A potent warrior, effective gun-ship, and tactician, he's worthy of joining elite strike forces, and fighting on almost any front.

On the field, he's logical in thought, chaotic in action.

Oh, and he -loves- his job.

Abilities: Flies at 400 mph, range 1600 miles. With amazing maneuverability he can fly at almost any angle.
He carries four incendiary-shell cannons which explode sending out a mist of armor melting adhesive particles, a hi-energy photon beam rifle which is highly accurate, and fires beams of charged photons to slag armor.
He has great strength as a robot and equips a null-ray module on one hand which works much like StarScream's null ray cannon, and a paralyzo box on mounted on his leg which locks up his target's servos.

He's a well rounded soldier above average in almost every field making him quite versatile.

Weaknesses: He only has 2 real weaknesses, and those are his recklessness, and the rotor blade damage that tends to come from it.

Sample Post: On the edges of visual a mono eye watches a Decepticon troupe move towards his base. He cuts his engines and uses the rotor's momentum to powerglide to the ground below where he transforms.
Getting closer, quietly he sought to verify them as Decepticons. The single lens focuses. Bingo.
He radios in on an encrypted channel. >>Whirl to Autobase, Whirl to Autobase, Decepticons are in our territory and appear to be marching on your position.<<

He quickly gets a reply >>Whirl do not attack the Decepticon movement. I repeat do not attack the Decepticons! Return to base and share your video data so we can prepare.<<

Whirl is disappointed though he has no face to face to show this. >>As you wish. Returning to base.<<
He wasn't sure if he could have fought the enemy forces he had seen with any good outcome, but he would've tried. Still, he's not going to disobey orders.

Deathscreamer
Allegiance:Decepticon
Function:Warrior
Alt Mode:Cybertronian Jet
Weapons:Laser Cannons(mounted on shoulders),Energized sword blade(left wing),minor laser rifles mounted on his chest.
Special Abilities:Robot mode fly ability
Height:32 feet
Quote: "Battle is all I live for!"

Strength: 7
Intelligence: 6
Dexterity: 8
Speed: 7
Endurance: 8
Courage: 8
Firepower: 5
Accuracy: 5
Melee: 8
Tech Skill: 3
Charisma: 4
Total:69 points

Profile:Deathscreamer is a warrior with a sense of honor,rarely seen between the Decepticons.In fact,he isn't part of the Decepticon army due to wickedness of character or ambition to rule the universe but because he actually believes that Megatron is the best chance this universe has for peace and prosperity through a new order of things.While he now sees the wickedness of Megatron,he is unwilling to abandon the cause,making good of the oath of loyalty the Decepticons have sworn to their master.

Abilities:Deathscreamer is armed with two laser cannons mounted in his shoulders and an energized sword blade for close combat,which he uses expertly.Also,he has some laser riffles in his chest,part of his jet transformation.Deathscreamer can reach a total of Mach 1.8 speed when in jet mode and can reach 80mph when in Robot mode.

Weakness:Deathscreamer takes much pride in his sword mastery,something that drives him to land almost instantly and engage in hand to hand combat,making him an easy target for nearby enemy troops looking for something to shoot on.Also,his accuracy and firepower are mediocre at best,making close combat the only solution for Deathscreamer to win an opponent.


Sample post:

The combat was going on for ages;The tired Autobot was under attack from Deathscreamer for some hour now and both refused to give ground."Come and face me,you coward!Lets fight bot against bot!" the Autobot screamed in frustration because of Deathscreamer's constant aerial attacks and withdraws.Deathscreamer landed immediately close to the Autobot and prepared for combat."A coward he says!Common then,Autobot.Make the first move!I dare you;"he said while reaching for his left wing;In an instant the left wing transformed into an energized sword blade,glowing a dark purple color resembling the emblem of the Decepticons color.Deathscreamer assumed a defensive stance,holding the glowing saber in the hight of his shoulders,remaining in a rigid like a bot statue,stance.The Autobot smiled - Deathscreamer suddenly realized that his opponent had trapped him where he was strong;on the ground.No doubt he must be confronted with another warrior of equal strength.He felt happiness along side with cautiousness for the turn of events;At last,he would show his superiors his worth by dispatching a worthy Autobot."Any last wish,warrior?"said Deathscreamer with an ironic tone."Don't overdo yourself,Deceptislag;You may burn your CPU in your attempts to scratch me with that toothpick of yours!"the Autobot replied.
The mortal combat initiated by both bots charging at each other;The clash of metal and the movement of the combatants feet raised so much dust that it was impossible to see what had happened.Suddenly the air cleared of the dust and the two bots were deadlocked into position - the Autobot's weapon was blocked by Deathscream's shoulder plate while his sword had nearly passed close by the Autobot's neck,being prevented by the Autobot's hand from delivering the final blow.The two bots looked each other in the optics with sheer hatred while they struggled to free their parts from each other."You are a good warrior,I will give you that much!But you are not good enough to destroy me!"said Deathscreamer."This battle hasn't even begun,you creep!You haven't seen the best of me yet!"said the Autobot in anger.
In some seconds,the Autobot had managed to free himself from Deathscream's grasp and assaulted him once again,this time with his bare hands."I will kick the slag out of you!"screamed the autobot while he was trying to punch Deathscreamer in the faceplate.Deathscreamer managed to escape the fist in mere astroseconds before blowing him and then he stroke down the Autobot's extended arm with his elbow,forcing the Autobot to kneel."It's the end,Autobot!"said Deathscreamer while swinging his sword to deliver the final blow on the kneeling Autobot;But to his bad luck the Autobot decided to roll for it before he could dispatch him;"TRANSFORM" the autobot said stunning Deathscreamer before he could finish him."Ahhh!"he screamed in frustration for the victim he was denied."An other time,Autobot!"he said and transformed into his jet mode to carry on with the mission.

With the Autobots going to earth I'd like to bring in an old character of mine. Not sure if his profile will fly but it might be a good idea for the autobots to have a LITTLE info about the planet they are stepping foot on and what better way than from another "crashed on earth" bot. if it wont fly its cool but i really like this idea and i hope you do to.


Name: Ranger
Allegiance: Autobot
Function: Scout/Warrior
Alt. mode: 2008 Ford Ranger w/offroad package
Weapons: Long range Laser riffle, Laser pistol(Conceiled in his Lower leg) and retractible Energon Dagger(retracts from his wrist.
Special Abilities: Heighted Sensory unit(Doesn't give a point deduction)
Height: 22'
Quote:

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

Profile: When the Autobots were Exploring alternate energy sources they came to the conclusion they might have to import energy from other worlds. While they were against the Idea of exploiting another Planet for their war they still felt they should investigate other solar systems. Autobot leadership put together a small crew to find suitable planets. An advanced scout for the Autobots, Ranger was on this crew and they discovered a handful of planets including Nebulos and Earth. While doing an Orbital scan of the planet earth one of the 'bots on the ship proved to be a traitor, and while tring to send this info back to Decepticon leadership. A fight broke out on the small ship and the traitor was snuffed out but at the cost of a few unarmed Autobots and the ships navigational controls. The ship fell out of orbit and crashed on earths surface

Ranger miraculously survived the crash, his remaining friends weren't so lucky. After repairing what he could to his own systems he began doing a information colecting survey and after a some time he decided to put himself into a state of stasis for a set period of time to conserve his already depleted energy reserves. Coming out and back into stasis countless times he collected info of earth's evolution and once the planets technology came to a point where he could adapt it to re-energizing himself he stayed online blending in, obverving, traveling and collecting info. Hoping one day it would help the Autobots.

Abilities: Ranger has Heightened Sensory package installed into his systems to aid him

Weaknesses: Ranger's strength is in ranged combat. But his melee skills are lacking. He's also an older 'bot who has some earth technology mixed into his body which makes the repaired areas far weaker than his Cybertonian parts.




Sample Post: It was a nice afternoon and Ranger was going to make the most of it. He had grown acustom to Earth's nature and actually had taking a likeing to some of the flora and fuana that was native to this planet. He was cruising at a comfortable speed disguised as a earth vehicle that allowed him to both frequent the more populated areas and still be able to navigate the more rough areas of the planet. This afternoon he was in a more rurual area. All was well Until his sensors picked up a vehicle moveing at high speeds towards him.

The vehicle was a late model car by earth's standards as it zoomed past Ranger. As it passed he detected the scream of a child within. Ranger understood children to be innocents and decided to follow this vehicle. As he followed from afar they left the rural area heading down a long dirt road that never seemed to end. The road went far into the foothills and Ranger trailed them from the heat signatures left by their vehicle. When the road did finally end it met a small house with a large barn. He drove as slowly and quietly as he could as he had not transformed since he had taken on this form some time ago and he did not want stories of giant robots floating around. He did not want to be looked for.

Ranger then heard the scream again from within the barn. He knew the child was in distress and He knew he had to help but at what cost. After a moment of hesitation the accelerator pedal became one with his floorboard and gravel from the dirt road was thrown through the air. His head and floodlights poured through the cracks in the wood of the old barn just before he smashed though the barn. The man who drove the car let go of the child and cowered behind a table showing the mans true colors and the innocent child stood wipe eyed in amazement at the sight.

Ranger's door opened and a gruff voice came from within the dark cab. "Get in."

The Child blinked looked back at the man who had kidnapped her then ran for the safety of the small pickup truck. when she climbed in Ranger shut his door. The Gear selector dropped into reverse and they backed out of the barn spun around and began back down the long dirt road. His sensored detected the child was uncomfortable and scared. He wanted to comfort her but felt it was best not to.

Moments later the late model car was fast on his bumper. He couldn't quite outrun him without puting himself and the child in danger but he had to weigh his options. This humanoid was obviously a predator and even though Ranger had rescued this child he was sure the man would find another. All options were gone. There was only one answer.

Panels on the trucks body started moving and shifting. The cab around the child began to to move and open. She was scared and closed her eyes. After a moment the child opened her eyes and was no longer in the safety of the warm cab of a small truck. She was now in the palm of a large robot. Ranger could see the child was scared and protected her body and eyes from what was about to happen.

Ranger braced himself as it seemed the car didnt have enough room to make the stop. He pulled his unused fist back and threw a downward punch landing on, and obliterating the cars Engine and bringing it to an abrupt stop. all was quiet for a moment until Ranger heard a gurgling noise coming from the drivers area of the car. Ranger looked more closely and took note of the fragileness of these humanoids. The man wouldn't hurt another child again Ranger thought.


It was now nightfall as Ranger once again opened his door and the small Child climbed out hesitantly. As he drove away She waved A man in a blue uniform scooped her up in his arms and another ran after the pick up for a moment before giving up and running back to his partner. They would chase him. Ranger knew that, but he would not be caught. he'd deisappear into the night and continue his survey of this strange world. He Knew what he did was right in the end. But he'd never forget this night, and what he had done.