Post by hargablarga on Jul 22, 2017 8:00:11 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Weld
Age : 40 in Earth Years
Gender : Mech
Faction : Other
Occupation : Engineer/Medic (Knows how to fix mechanical stuff and make mechanical stuff, basically)
Personality : Weld is an extremely nice and politr person/robot/whatever. He extends an arm of friendliness to basically everyone, and therefore gives medical care to anyone, or at least he used to before being trapped on Cybertron. However, if you EVER threaten anyone under his care, he will become a (polite) mama bear over them.
APPEARANCE
Very similar to this but rusted slightly from all the years spent on his dead home world. In addition, his left optic flickers occasionally.
Optics: Blue
Height : 30 feet
Alternative Mode:
This but in Weld's colors.
Equipment and Abilities
Weaponry :
List your weapons here.
Description: One sentence per weapon minimum.
- Plasma Cutter: A small energy "weapon" that extends from his right forearm. It can cut through metal and was often used on bots whose limbs had become twisted lumps of metal. Note that it cannot slice through another bot like butter. It would take at least 6 seconds to slice through, say, an arm, depending on how thick the metal is. However, it is a blade and therefore is more effective when stabbing.
- EMP Gun: A gun that shoots out a small electromagnetic pulse capable of nonlethaly knocking out bots or simply stunning them, depending on how long the trigger is held down for.
Gadgets : Not many, but Weld does have a nanobot repair device for smaller injuries, and a welding tool.
Abilities : N/A
OTHER
History[Optional as some like to make it up as they go along] : In the ages before the war, Weld had been an engineer, designing and making special weapons for the guards and army. He'd always had a strong desire to help others, however, so eventually when war broke out he quit his job and set up a Clinic in a neutral city where both Autobots and Decepticons could get repaired and rest for a while before rejoining the fight. Numerous attempts were made to recruit him to either side, but he always refused, citing his need to provide care to everyone, regardless of alignment. This desire may have been his undoing, however, because when the ships launched, he had been attempting to help evacuate everyone, including the wounded, and ended up being shot up by a paranoid decepticon. His armor was strong enough to prevent death, but he did get knocked out from the blast. When he awoke, many years had passed, leaving him trapped on Cybertron.
Strengths :
MINIMUM of three bullets ( Full sentences required ).
-Weld is an adept at all forms of mechanical engineering, thus he can repair both bots and their weaponry, as well as things like planetary defenses, if given long enough.
-His outer armor is quite strong, being able to withstand at least 2-3 seconds of sustained fire.
-As you might guess from looking at him, he's quite strong, although he tends to refrain from harming people.
Weaknesses :
MINIMUM of three bullets (Full sentences required).
- Due to being bulky and quite tough, Weld is slower than the lighter and more nimble bots.
- He is by no means a fighter. Due to having some combat experience defending his clinic, plus his natural toughness and bulk, he CAN win fights, however he is not a warrior and it is much easier to defeat him than it is most bots.
- His treatment of both sides means that if the Autobots and Decepticons ever come back to Cybertron (and of course they are) he will probably resume his treatment of them. However, him giving fair treatment the everyone might result in an evil decepticon living instead of dying.
SAMPLE RP
[Optional, some are new to RP and will grow as a writer.]
Note that a piece of your history, your journey to Earth for example, could be used.
The two Autobots barged into Weld's clinic with surprising unpleasantness. Usually the Autobots were politer than their Decepticon counterparts, but these two were the exception, Weld supposed. Note that a piece of your history, your journey to Earth for example, could be used.
"Hello there!" He said. "Are either of you inj-
"Cut it, Weld. We're here for the Decepticon." One of them said.
Oh no.
Weld rubbed the back of his head. This happened every once in while, but Weld was always able to defuse the situation.
"I'm sorry, sir. We can't let you do that. This is a Clinic for the wounded, sir."
"Hand. Him. Over."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
"Why not?" The Autobot asked.
"This is neutral territory. And for as long it continues to be a neutral territory, my clinic WILL be open."
The Autobots scowled. His hand transformed into a gun and he pointed it directly at Weld's chest. Weld held his hands up.
"I am not giving him up." Weld told him. The Autobot snorted and fired his rifle directly at Weld, who dodged to the side. He wasn't fast enough and the shots him directly on the shoulder. He slammed into the wall, his shoulder sparking. He couldn't feel it. He unholstered the emp gun from his waist and fired directly at his attacker. The Autobot fell to the ground sparking. Weld aimed the gun at the other Autobot.
"Please ... ghhh ... leave." he clenched his teeth. His arm had begun to send feedback again, and it HURT. The Autobot glared and him and reached for his gun. Weld shot him and the Autobot yelled and fell back. A small serving bot of Weld's own design rolled out. "Take them into the clinic. I'll help them after I'm done with the others." He told it. Once it was gone, he turned back and looked at the blast marks on the floor.
The war was getting worse if even Autobots were resorting to things like this. An upgrade in armor was due soon, Weld thought as he walked through the lobby doors into his clinic.