Post by influx on Apr 19, 2017 5:29:23 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Influx
Nicknames: Flux, Fluxie or Needles[ By amica endurae/friends]. Adroiter ["title" he has made for himself]
Gender : Mech
Age : 65'5 million years
Home Planet : Cybertron
Home City State: Tetrahex
Faction : N/A [Neutral]
Occupation : Mercenary, mnemosurgeon
Abilities : Mnemosurgery, climbing, high frequency shockwaves.
Ability Description :
Mnemosurgery: Allows the mech [influx] to enter other mechs minds via thin retractile needles located on the tips of his digits. He would insert said needles through the back of the neck of other mechs to access their brain modules. Once within it he gains awareness of the other mechs thoughts and could access their memories, edit them, and or rewrite them completely. However, if the subject was aware of being injected and had strong enough will [ex, Overlord] they could reverse the mnemosurgery and access Influxs memories instead, for example.
This activity is supposed to be quick, the longer the user remains within a mechs mind, doing a deep reading, the longer they take to recover. The more times they inject others, the more difficult it is for them to recover. On ocassion, risking death. [Most mnemosurgeons die young]
Climbing: Influx has the ability to magnetise his servos and peds to allow him to climb metal surfaces, and for other surfaces he makes use of retractile claw like blades on this digits and peds. However, magnetizing his servos and peds can attract unwanted objects and attention, and the possibility of getting stuck when using claws to climb is quite big.
High frequency shockwaves: Influx is able to emit very high frequency waves that hurt whoever listens to them, over stimulating the brain module. To avoid being affected by the sound, Influx must block his sound perceptors, becoming deaf temporarily.
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Purple
Primary Paint Color : black
Secondary Paint Color [ Optional ]: blue
Third Color: purple
Height: 18 feet
Features:
Alternative Mode:
ARMOR AND WEAPONRY
Armor
Armor Description:
- Servos and peds covered in soft material [rubber like]
- Joints are very efficient and if correctly lubricated allow for silent movements.
- Retractile needles on the tips of his digits
- Includes faceplate that closes over his mouth when fighting
Armor Perks:
- Resistant to melee attacks
- Slightly resistant to fire and energy weapons [to fire for less than 10 seconds, to Energy weapons one or two shots w/o taking severe damage, no more]
Weapons
Primary Weapon
Medium range flash gun
Description: medium range weapon made to be used as a distraction. It blasts energy that flashes brightly once it hits something, overstimulating the enermie's optics and allowing for the user to escape. It doesn't do severe damage unless it hits the optics directly or, specific weak joints. Might leave burn marks though.
Secondary Weapon : Ice blaster
Description: Gun that constantly sprays ice on the target for almost a minute, not requiring good aim, it freezes the joints and slows down the target considerably, being able to freeze certain body parts for hours or minutes depending on how long it's being used for. It is, however, never lethal.
Other Weapons :
Smoke bombs, flash grenades, magnetised bombs.
Description :
Smoke bombs: bombs that liberate dark smoke when they explode, useful to escape, never lethal.
Flash grenades: bombs that flash bright amounts of light when they explode, never lethal, but can blind the subject for a few seconds.
Magnetised bombs: bombs that stick to metal targets when activated, very scarce.
Gadgets :
grappling hook: cable with a harpoon in the extreme that shoots from his wrist and allows him to manouver hanging from a surface or to reach places with a certain level of security
Flashlight.
Melee :
Great Sword [Influence]
Twin short katanas.
Melee Weapon Description: A great sword has a direct connection with the bearers spark, creating a bond. That way, the sword is able to channel the sparks energy, making its blade stronger. Dual edged.
Twin short katanas: One edged swords, sharp and ready to cut.
TECH SPECS
LIMITED TO 60 POINTS TOTAL.
Strength : 7Intelligence : 8
Dexterity : 9
Speed : 7
Endurance : 7
Firepower : 2
Accuracy : 3
Melee : 9
Tech Skill : 8.
OTHER
Personality :
Influx has become a well forged mech with a complex ever evolving personality. As a mnemosurgeon, he is often haunted by his patients memories, getting flashbacks about histories that aren't his. However, when among friendly mechs, he usually is kind hearted, with a good sense of humour. He seems young and energetic even though he has been around for a few million years.
Before the war started, this first layer of his being was everything he had, but working for the new institute as a mnemosurgeon made him tough, he disliked his job at first, but with time, he fell into a vortex of fascination for it. He is now proud of being a mnemosurgeon, and even though it is dangerous for him to inject, he will rarely reject the opportunity to do so. He believes the flashbacks and hauntings are worth it, that mnemosurgery is a complex art few can master.
Finding the war as a conflict he was torn by, seeing cybertron destroyed by both sides, Autobots and Decepticons, who he blames for the destruction of his home... he left, feeling like he would be forced to join one of the sides at any point, fearing he would experience first hand the destruction of the city state, the beautiful place where he was forged. He fled, he took a shuttle and fled along with many others. Some drowning in guilt, some just feeling the pain of abandoning their home just in their spark. During his endless trip for a new home he made friends and he lost them, learning that was how life could treat you. He arrived to Crystal City, where he joined The Circle of light and learned to master the blade, earning himself his Great Sword, Influence. However, and even though this experience enriched his knowledge, and he spent there almost a million years, it couldn't replace what Tetrahex had once been to him, and he left friends and foes behind to find a new place to call home. He didn't have the courage to go back to Cybertron.
He has become used to loneliness, Influx has just assumed he'll never be able to get back what he once lost. And he feels extremely guilty for not fighting for Tetrahex, but that doesn't mean he regrets to have left. His memories of home are of peaceful times.
Influx hides his true self underneath layers of toughness. The first one, kind hearted and energetic, apparently innocent. The second one, more serious, a mnemosurgeon and a talented swordmech seeking a new home. The last layer, anmech drowned in guilt, fear of pain and of loss. He is just a mech after all, one who folds his arms when he feels uncomfortable, who will deny to ever feel embarrassed, who has convinced himself loneliness is not the way. He dreams of sharing a place he can call home with other neutral cybertronians, a new place to forge new memories, where war is forgotten.
Maybe he can seem like a tough, baddass swordmech... but he would really appreciate a hug.
Courage: 6
Charisma : 8
History:
Influx was forged in upper Tetrahex, where during the first years of his life, he discovered just how much he disliked conflict and a newfound interest in studying the brain module. Why did It work and how?. Following this road, he forgot all about fighting and became a mnemosurgeon, gaining recognisement and praises from his superiors, what soon attracted the interests of the senate.
He was recruited among many other for his hard working attitude, seed for knowledge and determination to form part of the New Institute. He recklessly engaged in shadowplay, rewriting and editing memories for the senate, and he never saw it as wrong. The art of mnemosurgery just continued to fascinate him more and more each time, risking his life several times to continue the injecting.
It all went well, he worked right under Tumbler. Who would later become Chromedome, and who was his supervisor. The secret was well kept, it all went well... while it lasted. Soon, the war started. While Influx had heard about the Decepticons and Autobots before, he never thought it would escalate so quickly, so fast... bringing such destruction. It was horrible, he couldn't take it. Cities were being erased from existence, for Primus sake!. One day, he said goodbye to his closer friends, quit his job, watched a beautiful sunrise in Tetrahex for the last time... and then he left along with a small group of other Neutral mechs who were also scared, or just didn't want to fight. The pressure, like for Influx, to join a side had been too much for them.
Together they came across several adventures, they became a small family. Some of them died along the way, the rest kept going strong and remembered them as good as they could ever be. At some point, the crew landed on Crystal City, where Influx decided he would be staying, leaving some of his Crewmates behind. He thought he would find a new home there... and he did, but it didn't last forever. Even though he got along with the mechs there, he mastered the blade along with many disciples of the circle of light. He lived what seemed to be a completely different life... but it still wasn't what he was looking for. After earning his Great Sword, Influence, and a title; The Adroiter. he held a huge party with friends and partners, a goodbye party. And he promised to go back some day.
This time he travelled alone in a small, old shuttle. Dreaming of starting a new colony of neutral cybertronians, and to do so. He headed towards Earth, expecting it not to be completely consumed by the war just yet. Having some hope...
Family : N/A
Strengths :
-His time with the circle of light and years of practice have made of him an amazing swordmech, who should be taken seriously in close range fights.
-His high speed and dexterity grant him the possibility of avoiding attacks more often than not.
-The rubber on his servos and peds allows for highly stealthy movements, granting him the possibility to infiltrate in organizations and go unnoticed, or to escape.
-He is a highly intelligent and capable strategist.
Weaknesses :
-As his life has been divided between Mnemosurgery and mastering the blade he has little fire power.
-To be honest, he can't aim with a gun to save a life, so whenever a fight turns out to be long range he is forced to retreat.
-He isn't an extremelly caurageous mech, and he is highly intolerant towards pain, meaning torture will be highly effective.
-The rubber on his servos and peds will often make him slip and lose balance when stepping over a lubricated or oily surface.
SAMPLE RP
Static, static and more static!, that was all his damned radio picked up. All the frequencies were either Autobot or Decepticon and they were all encrypted, well encrypted. He was in need of help, about to crash against Earth's surface in mere minutes...
...
...
Influx let out a desperated groan, he could have repaired the damaged systems if only he had noticed that the automatic diagnostics weren't activated, because then he would've had more time!. But now, he just focused on tearing the inside of his ship appart to put together a reinforced small emergency pod. It would protect him from the crash, so at least he wouldn't die, even if he would most likely be knocked out by the impact.
Once he had it ready, he tried once again, without succeeding, to reboot the systems, but more and more error and emergency messages kept popping up, and it was becoming impossible to distinguish anything at all. The mech sighed, deciding it was not worthy at all to keep trying... instead, he put some more effort in his emeegency shuttle as all the alarms came to life, one after the other.
"ENTERING EARTH'S ATHMOSPHERE"
"INTERNAL DAMAGE"
"ERROR, ERROR, ERROR"
It was all a chaos of alarms, sirens and red lights. Influx proceeded to continue to ignore them and entered the DIY emergency pod, locking himself inside, along with the rest of his personal belongings. The mech closed his eyes, concentrating, trying to leave all of the noise and mayhem behind. That was, until one last shout got his attention, and it was the last thing he heard before everything became black and he went offline.
"IMMINENT CRASH"