Post by TG-Mourn || TG-Cackler on Jul 19, 2015 1:47:31 GMT
BASICS
Designation {:: Cackler
Nicknames: Alaraist
Gender {:: mech
Age {:: mid-late thirties {human terms}
Home Planet {:: Cybertron
Home City State: Caldahex {head-canon Cybertronian city}
Faction {:: Decepticon
Occupation {:: demolitionist|explosives technician
Abilities {:: n/a
Ability Description {:: n/a
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color {::
red
Primary Paint Color {::
silver
Secondary Paint Color {::
black
Third Color {:: n/a
Height {:: 21 ft.
Features {::
- bulky around his mid section and around his shoulders and arms; built to be surprisingly strong, given size
- main feature includes a stern, yet cheerful expression constantly present; always seems to be laughing at something, chassis shaking from laughter near constantly
Alternative Mode {::
ARMOR AND WEAPONRY
Armor
Armor Description {::
- considerably thick, armor consists of several heavy layers comprised of a variety of materials made for blast protection, energy protection, and heat protection
- rather ungainly, his armor restricts his motion in his bipedal form, detracting greatly from his agility
- incredibly strong; made of durabyllium, making for particularly resilient, strong armor that is difficult to pierce
- n/a
Weaponry
Primary Weapon {:: shotgun
Description: His primary weapon is a nondescript shotgun that fires a powerful spray of shrapnel, tearing through armor at close range with great ease. It has a tendency to get jammed, however, and takes a while to reload; is not useful at long range.
Secondary Weapon {:: n/a
Description: n/a
Other Weapons {:: Cackler's signature "Bag of Fun"
Description: "Bag of Fun": a large bag made of sturdy metal mesh that contains a massive amount of explosives, varying from anything small and simple as a cherry bomb to larger, more powerful frag grenades, white phosphorous explosives, C4, time bombs, napalm, etc. etc. etc. If you can think of an explosive, it's likely that Cackler has one bomb or another that matches its description. His use of the "Bag of Fun" is limited from battle to battle, however, as he can't carry all of his explosives with him at one time. He needs the chance to replenish his supply of highly volatile explosives between battles, or else he runs the risk of running out of explosives on-hand. The bag itself is highly resistent to all manners of energy, and the metal mesh is strong enough to protect its contents from ballistic weaponry, eliminating the risk of setting its contents off prematurely in a firefight. It is a heavy bag, and greatly restricts movement of one of Cackler's arms when he has it slung over his shoulder, making him only melee-capable with one of his arms at any given time. It never seems to leave his side.
Gadgets {:: n/a
Melee {:: Boom Stick
Melee Weapon Description: Boom Stick: an extremely thick, durable club/hammer combo that can be retrofitted at the head of its hammer with any nature of explosives. This adds an extra punch when it makes contact, and depending on the grade of explosive fitted to the hammer, can even go so far as to rip a chassis apart with the two combined forces of the blast and the hammer's impact. Entirely blast resistant, even if there was an explosion large and powerful enough to blow Cackler's chassis to smithereens, the Boom Stick would still be there, unscathed by the blast. Its material composition is unknown, but believed to be some kind of forgotten experimental indestructible metal. It is not, however, indestructible- as some would believe- and can shatter if exposed to cold temperatures for extended periods of time. Compression, torque, vibration, and intense heat, however, have little to no effect on the weapon.
TECH SPECS
Note: This is based off a 1 to 10 scale. One is the lowest, ten is the highest.
LIMITED TO 60 POINTS TOTAL.
Strength {:: 10Intelligence {:: 3
Dexterity {:: 1
Speed {:: 5
Endurance {:: 10
Firepower {:: 10
Accuracy {:: 3
Melee {:: 9
Tech Skill {:: 1
OTHER
Personality {::
Cackler's perhaps one of the jolliest mechs you'll ever be privileged to meet. Though he's unfortunately not very intelligent, he greatly enjoys the simplest pleasures in life, and can laugh at almost anything, provided that he understands what the joke actually means. He also thoroughly enjoys slapstick humor, which leads to some very strange, awkward interactions with others when he beats them around and laughs at the abuse, which gives him very few friends among the ranks of the Decepticons. As an expert demolitionist and explosives technician, Cackler knows no equals; his talent for finding and exploiting structural weaknesses is unsurpassed by any, and there's nothing he loves more than wanton destruction. Unfortunately, this, too, lands him in heaps of trouble, as he doesn't much care whether he's blowing up Decepticon structures, or Autobot structures. He is, however, able to be led. Given that someone's skilled enough to have gained Cackler's trust through his sense of humor and his love of blowing things up, he would follow someone blindly, even to his death, if he thought that they were qualified enough to lead him. This is why his partner, the battle tactician Mourn, has been able to successfully harness Cackler's power and use it to his advantage.
Courage {:: 10
Charisma {:: 1
History {:: n/a
Family {:: n/a
Strengths {::
- An incredibly strong mech, even for his size, he has strength that rivals that of {G1} Brawn's; he is easily able to lift twice his weight, and wields even the heaviest of weapons with relative ease and impressive skill.
- Though unintelligent, he has a knack for creating complicated explosive chemical mixtures.
- Able to identify structural weaknesses easily, he uses this to his advantage and is a superb saboteur.
- His chassis is surprisingly durable due to his armor's composition of durabilliam, giving him excellent endurance.
Weaknesses {::
- Boisterous and loud, he's one of the least stealthy individuals you'll ever meet on the battlefield.
- Unfortunately slow, this lumbering mech's movements are rarely well coordinated, and his movements are never graceful or restrained.
- Lack of intelligence being his greatest weakness of all, Cackler's signature of using volatile, dangerous explosives in battle often puts himself in harm's way without realizing it.
- His abrasive personality can lead to making more enemies than he can handle.
SAMPLE RP
The thunderous, lumbering ped steps of the mech could be heard throughout the entire mid-section of the ship as he stomped noisily from room to room. Each stop on his journey marked another point in the ship's layout that architects or mechanics would easily identify, and slowly but surely, the ship was filled with what would soon be its end. One bomb after another, after another, after another, and finally, as Cackler emerged from the aft of the landed ship with his bag relieved of more than half its contents, his crooked, dominant smile saw the light of day. The mech ran in a run that was more like an awkward waddle, away from the blast zone.
Each stop he'd made had been in one of the ship's most devastating weak spots- anywhere from the ship's volatile engines, prone to spontaneous combustion, to the explosive weapon supply in the armory. A thick thumb hovered over a small device with a large button over it. Meanwhile, Cackler's free servo pulled out a cygar, rubbing its edge so roughly along his grainy armor that it lit it for him, and then plopping it into his still-smiling intake. His thumb pressed down on the button, and behind him, the world went to blaze as the abandoned Autobot ship blew sky high.
Each stop he'd made had been in one of the ship's most devastating weak spots- anywhere from the ship's volatile engines, prone to spontaneous combustion, to the explosive weapon supply in the armory. A thick thumb hovered over a small device with a large button over it. Meanwhile, Cackler's free servo pulled out a cygar, rubbing its edge so roughly along his grainy armor that it lit it for him, and then plopping it into his still-smiling intake. His thumb pressed down on the button, and behind him, the world went to blaze as the abandoned Autobot ship blew sky high.