Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2015 2:09:30 GMT
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CANON CHARACTER
BASICS
Note: I'm having some issues with this app, I thought it was easy, so your help will always be welcome.BASICS
Designation : Tailgate
Nicknames: Bomb disponsal?
Gender : Mech
Age : over 90 millons of years old
Home Planet : Cybertron
Home City State [ optional ]: Rivets Field
Faction : Autobot
Occupation : Uses to call himself 'bomb disposal. Former waste disposal. Actually, lurking with the autobots trying to be a soldier.
Abilities :He has been made to maintenance and hygiene works, basically.
Ability Description ( optional ) : none
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Light Blue
Primary Paint Color : White
Secondary Paint Color [ Optional ]: Light blue
Third Color [Optional]: Grey
Height: 10 feet
Features:
Alternative Mode:
A blue and White cybertronian car
-IMG or GIF HERE-
ARMOR AND WEAPONRY
Armor
Armor Description:
- Some parts of the Tail's armour would look rusty due those stellar cycles of inactivity.
- To be considered as a 'fosile', he could ahve some rust spots in his armor
Weaponry
There are a bunch of weapons listed here
Damn! I never saw Tail with weapons! (if you know any Tail's weapon, mention it please)
Primary Weapon A small energon gun
Secondary Weapon : -
Other Weapons : none
Description : -
Gadgets : A powerful iron-cobalt magnet installed behind his bumper. He uses it as a way to get atatached to another vehicles without spend fuel.
Melee : none
Melee Weapon Description (Optional): -
TECH SPECS
Note: This is based off a 1 to 10 scale. One is the lowest, then is the highest.
LIMITED TO 60 POINTS TOTAL.
Strength :3.Intelligence : 4
Dexterity :4
Speed :6
Endurance :4
Firepower :3
Accuracy :3.
Melee :3
Tech Skill :3
OTHER
Personality :
He would be like a extremist child who wants a bit of attention, always trying to do the craziest thing you ever think. In contrast of his old age, tailgate has the mind of a child, so, he would be like the 'baby' or the little pet of the group. With a lot of dreams to do, Tailgate will be optimist with a gold spark . Naive, sweet and sentimentalist are the best words to describe him. And for last, Tailgate can become into your nightmare. He's thends to be annoying, even if he doesn't wants, and sometimes he lies about him because he wants to feel bettter with himself..
Courage:
6
Charismaa :
7
History ( Optional as some like to make it up as they go along ) :
( I'll make a re-adaption of the Tailgate's story to make him able to RP in the Earth. I'll take some IDW references, but about the last part, I'll make some change. If I need to change something, only note me)
Maybe the Tailgate's story isn't the most heroic, epic, or interesting. Born in Rivets Fields some six millions of years ago after a hot sopt in such place, the pale minibot was forged and created. As a fourth-class sanitation 'bot, or more know as Waste disposal, he followed that assigned role for tow weeks, just before the Ark were launched.
The minibot after some issues decides to drive through Mitteous Plateau. In there, he gets involved in an accident wich sents him into stasis for 6 millions of years.
Those years lost in middle of nothing has made a internal damage into his body. At the moment, Tailgate doesn't know about this , so, if he awakes again, he would try to do everything about his disease issues (Only if he know about such disease).
( I'll stop here and avoid the part of the 'Lost Light' , blah, blah... I know, this is so short, but I can't expect more of a cybertronian who has lived 2 weeks before to get in stasis for 5 millions of years)
Family ( Optional, some just have none ) :
None, I think. I would add his builter, but I don't see the name of him.
Strengths :
MINIMUM of four bullets ( Full sentences required ).
You may also write a paragraph consisting of five sentences revolving around 'strength'.
-He's a pretty enthusiastic minibot.
- Whatever what happens, he'll do everything to get his goal.
-His spark is inocent and noble
-Tail will try to take care his (few, to dont mention 'almost not') friends.
Weaknesses :
-Tailgate tends to be silly or stuid in his attempt to make something heroic.
-The same happens when he wants attention
-Sometimes he's a naive person
-Sometimes he's very annoying
-He's very experienced in battle
-Tends to be extremist
-Sometimes he confuses Earth machines with cybertronian living forms.
-Gets easly distracted
SAMPLE RP
Note that a piece of your history, your journey to Earth for example, could be used. 
After a long way of distractions in the city of Iacon, the minibot would look worried. Moving his pedes as soon as he can, he runs in the way of Rivets Field. The small mech would try to avoid the big legs of the others citizens. His first day in Iacon was wonderfull, but he forgot his responsibilities, and now the workshop is calling him. For a moment, Tailgate stoped and puts his servo on his helmet, facepalming.
Oh, I forgot it, I can transform. Heheh..
He transforms into his vehicle mode. A white and blue cybertronian car drives throgh the highways.
If I continue like this, I'll came late, and maybe my boss will be really angry with me....
After some minutes in the way, he finally gets out of Iacon. In front, the Mitteous Plateau. The Dangerous and fragile Mitteous Plateau. The naive cybertronian .
I don't have options, let's go...
The naive mech sighs before to change his way towards the 'shortcut'.
Some metters away from the main way, the Tailgate's wheels would touch a fragile post. Crash! Tailgate falls in a deep hole. His fragile legs get broken by the fall. With an almost tearful voice, he is babbling, invaded by fear.
Hello?, anybody in there?
His voice echoed along the hole
Hey....! can you her me?!
The mini-mech would wait into the hole of loneliness...
Oh, I forgot it, I can transform. Heheh..
He transforms into his vehicle mode. A white and blue cybertronian car drives throgh the highways.
If I continue like this, I'll came late, and maybe my boss will be really angry with me....
After some minutes in the way, he finally gets out of Iacon. In front, the Mitteous Plateau. The Dangerous and fragile Mitteous Plateau. The naive cybertronian .
I don't have options, let's go...
The naive mech sighs before to change his way towards the 'shortcut'.
Some metters away from the main way, the Tailgate's wheels would touch a fragile post. Crash! Tailgate falls in a deep hole. His fragile legs get broken by the fall. With an almost tearful voice, he is babbling, invaded by fear.
Hello?, anybody in there?
His voice echoed along the hole
Hey....! can you her me?!
The mini-mech would wait into the hole of loneliness...
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