Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2014 16:56:50 GMT
Designation: Feral
Nicknames: None
Gender: Mech
Age: About 25 in human years
Home Planet: Cybertron
[Optional]Home City State: Iacon
Faction: Decepticons
Rank: None
Occupation: Crazed warrior
Appearance: Standing at roughly 25 feet with wide shoulders and a rather small midriff, Feral has the sleek but sturdy build common among Seekers, a group known for their speedy fighters. With one exception: While his left shoulder is fairly small and uninteresting, his right is far larger. Spanning a 2x1 area with stacked plates protecting his arm, this piece of armour has small, stubby studs throughout along with a slightly raised lip to shield his neck. With his jet-mode wings folded over his chest in a sort of jacket configuration, two painted on eyes at the tips of his wings are on full display, staring at whoever stands before him.
Moving onto his arms, the two split halves of the C**kpit from his alternate mode rest firmly on the top of his forearm, ending in long, drawn out digits with sharpened ends. Going across to his thighs, the ball joints connecting the two limbs to his body are on full display, perfect targets for a quick draw artist. His legs are fairly normal: Various fins stick off from the sides while a stubby knee spike points out, thrusters are angled towards the ground on the backs of his calves. A single toe complete with heel strut gives him a solid foundation, not that he uses it too often.
I would provide a pic but my cameras busted.
Armor:
Armor Description: Consisting of two layers, (one outer, one internal) Feral's whole body is extremely durable despite his thin appendages, funny huh?With the outer layer a mix between tungsten and good ol' steel, only fire of extreme heat has a chance of melting him. His internal layer is much different however, comprised of various alloys and metals too many too count, only lazers and brute force have a chance of busting through.
Armor Perks: Toughness and Fire-Resistance
Optic Color: Blue
Primary Paint Color: Dark blue
Secondary Paint Color: Purple
[Optional]Thirdary Color: Silver
Height: 25.5ft
Alternative Mode: F-22 Raptor
Build: Lanky
Weaponry:
Primary Weapon: A quad missile launcher of his own design, capable of firing many types of rocket
Primary Weapon Perks: Rapid-Fire and x4 Firepower (Four missiles yo)
Secondary Weapon: Your box-standard blaster, complete with a few mods thrown in for fun
Secondary Weapon Perks: Plasma-Lazer mode and Armour Penetration
Other Weapons: Fists, knife, knee spike and a Fragging Fish.
Other Weapon Perks: 8ft long Trout.
Melee: Fists and short swords.
Melee Weapon Perks: Armour Penetration.
Tech Specs:
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 9
Speed: 10
Endurance: 5
Courage: 10
Firepower: 7
Accuracy: 4
Melee: 7
Tech Skill: 4
Charsima: 4
Rank: 0
Personality: Pushed to insanity by the horrors of war and generally just being in the wrong place at the wrong time, Feral cares very little for those around him and much prefers to mess with them. Although his mind is all but gone, his skill has not: A master at bluffing his way through fights and being rather disturbing all the while, he enjoys nothing more than openly telling his opponent how he's going to gut them with his attacks, often going as far as damaging himself just to show them he wasn't kidding.
While outside of combat, Feral is a calculating person with a nack for picking things up. He may look like an idiot when he blurts out the stupid or obvious, but do not be fooled by his deception. Often appearing friendly or down right good hearted to those he deems worthy of fighting beside, Feral would much rather push them off a cliff before setting his life down for them. So in a nutt-shell, a psychopath with no sense of companionship.
History: Formerly a News-Bot for Iacon, Feral spent most of his life following high ranking politicians with an unending sea of questions, making him one of the most hated but effective reporters in Iacon. Once Megatron entered the sense, Feral did what he did best and latched on, giving the big silver mech the coverage he needed to jump start his campaign. Finding himself becoming more and more involved with the group of ''Decepticons'' following Megatron, Feral eventually joined their ranks. Once it came time for his leader to make his pitch to the consul, the reporter and his team of Decepticons eagerly waited outside for the outcome. Non of them could have foreseen what happened after that day...
Family: He had one, a brother who tragically died a week after the war started.
Strengths: Quick on his feet and barely ever touching the ground with the aid of his thrusters, Feral relies on his superb dodging ability and reflexes to get him out of harms way. Preferring close-quarters combat over ranged, he knows quite a number of moves designed with the sole purpose of causing as much pain as Cybertronianly possible, while stilling looking cool.
Weaknesses: Although his fresh-hold for pain is quite impressive, he's still mortal. Unable to keep up with the heavier rigs out there, Feral ends up damaging himself just to prove he's the best. Sometimes going as far as to blow himself, the people around him and his opponent up just to make sure he didn't lose. The most notable of instances was against a gladiator class medic (he thought it was odd too) who managed to freeze him with a ray of some sort. Rather than sit there, frozen solid and unable to continue the fight, Feral activated one of his own napalm rockets and detonated it. Although his tactic proved to free him from the ice and allow him to win the fight a short time later, it servilely damaged him, exposing his back-strut and leaving him wide open for attack.
Nicknames: None
Gender: Mech
Age: About 25 in human years
Home Planet: Cybertron
[Optional]Home City State: Iacon
Faction: Decepticons
Rank: None
Occupation: Crazed warrior
Appearance: Standing at roughly 25 feet with wide shoulders and a rather small midriff, Feral has the sleek but sturdy build common among Seekers, a group known for their speedy fighters. With one exception: While his left shoulder is fairly small and uninteresting, his right is far larger. Spanning a 2x1 area with stacked plates protecting his arm, this piece of armour has small, stubby studs throughout along with a slightly raised lip to shield his neck. With his jet-mode wings folded over his chest in a sort of jacket configuration, two painted on eyes at the tips of his wings are on full display, staring at whoever stands before him.
Moving onto his arms, the two split halves of the C**kpit from his alternate mode rest firmly on the top of his forearm, ending in long, drawn out digits with sharpened ends. Going across to his thighs, the ball joints connecting the two limbs to his body are on full display, perfect targets for a quick draw artist. His legs are fairly normal: Various fins stick off from the sides while a stubby knee spike points out, thrusters are angled towards the ground on the backs of his calves. A single toe complete with heel strut gives him a solid foundation, not that he uses it too often.
I would provide a pic but my cameras busted.
Armor:
Armor Description: Consisting of two layers, (one outer, one internal) Feral's whole body is extremely durable despite his thin appendages, funny huh?With the outer layer a mix between tungsten and good ol' steel, only fire of extreme heat has a chance of melting him. His internal layer is much different however, comprised of various alloys and metals too many too count, only lazers and brute force have a chance of busting through.
Armor Perks: Toughness and Fire-Resistance
Optic Color: Blue
Primary Paint Color: Dark blue
Secondary Paint Color: Purple
[Optional]Thirdary Color: Silver
Height: 25.5ft
Alternative Mode: F-22 Raptor
Build: Lanky
Weaponry:
Primary Weapon: A quad missile launcher of his own design, capable of firing many types of rocket
Primary Weapon Perks: Rapid-Fire and x4 Firepower (Four missiles yo)
Secondary Weapon: Your box-standard blaster, complete with a few mods thrown in for fun
Secondary Weapon Perks: Plasma-Lazer mode and Armour Penetration
Other Weapons: Fists, knife, knee spike and a Fragging Fish.
Other Weapon Perks: 8ft long Trout.
Melee: Fists and short swords.
Melee Weapon Perks: Armour Penetration.
Tech Specs:
Intelligence: 7
Dexterity: 9
Speed: 10
Endurance: 5
Courage: 10
Firepower: 7
Accuracy: 4
Melee: 7
Tech Skill: 4
Charsima: 4
Rank: 0
Personality: Pushed to insanity by the horrors of war and generally just being in the wrong place at the wrong time, Feral cares very little for those around him and much prefers to mess with them. Although his mind is all but gone, his skill has not: A master at bluffing his way through fights and being rather disturbing all the while, he enjoys nothing more than openly telling his opponent how he's going to gut them with his attacks, often going as far as damaging himself just to show them he wasn't kidding.
While outside of combat, Feral is a calculating person with a nack for picking things up. He may look like an idiot when he blurts out the stupid or obvious, but do not be fooled by his deception. Often appearing friendly or down right good hearted to those he deems worthy of fighting beside, Feral would much rather push them off a cliff before setting his life down for them. So in a nutt-shell, a psychopath with no sense of companionship.
History: Formerly a News-Bot for Iacon, Feral spent most of his life following high ranking politicians with an unending sea of questions, making him one of the most hated but effective reporters in Iacon. Once Megatron entered the sense, Feral did what he did best and latched on, giving the big silver mech the coverage he needed to jump start his campaign. Finding himself becoming more and more involved with the group of ''Decepticons'' following Megatron, Feral eventually joined their ranks. Once it came time for his leader to make his pitch to the consul, the reporter and his team of Decepticons eagerly waited outside for the outcome. Non of them could have foreseen what happened after that day...
Family: He had one, a brother who tragically died a week after the war started.
Strengths: Quick on his feet and barely ever touching the ground with the aid of his thrusters, Feral relies on his superb dodging ability and reflexes to get him out of harms way. Preferring close-quarters combat over ranged, he knows quite a number of moves designed with the sole purpose of causing as much pain as Cybertronianly possible, while stilling looking cool.
Weaknesses: Although his fresh-hold for pain is quite impressive, he's still mortal. Unable to keep up with the heavier rigs out there, Feral ends up damaging himself just to prove he's the best. Sometimes going as far as to blow himself, the people around him and his opponent up just to make sure he didn't lose. The most notable of instances was against a gladiator class medic (he thought it was odd too) who managed to freeze him with a ray of some sort. Rather than sit there, frozen solid and unable to continue the fight, Feral activated one of his own napalm rockets and detonated it. Although his tactic proved to free him from the ice and allow him to win the fight a short time later, it servilely damaged him, exposing his back-strut and leaving him wide open for attack.