Post by Cpt.Zoliv on Feb 6, 2015 22:23:56 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Loara
Nicknames: -
Gender : Femme
Age : 15
Home Planet : Cybertron
Home City State [ optional ]: Lacon
Faction : Autobot
Occupation : Anti-air Gunner, Weapon Maker, Forger.
Abilities : Metal Control
Ability Description ( optional ) : In the palms of her servos, a neigh invisible wire mesh coats her plating, able to discharged liquid metal which she can form into different shapes and items, with practise. The side affect of this action would be the fact her servos become super heated, at the hight of which can turn most armour she touches to a liquid mess in seconds. So, after she's finished whatever blade or gun pieces she making, don't shake her hand, especially if you like that hand....
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Green
Primary Paint Color : Black
Secondary Paint Color [ Optional ]: Bright Orange and neon Pink.
Third Color [Optional]: Silver with a Green tinge.
Height: 15ft - currently, 25ft when she's fully formed.
Features:
- Quite a robust frame, far thicker and bulky than most femmes.
- Her cannons are always present on her arms, barrels pushed into their bases as not to interfere with daily activities.
- Her paint work is very frantic, orange and silver splashed on like someone had attempted tiger stripes with a couple buckets instead of brushes.
- Extremely feminine in terms of facial features, a stark contrast to the rest of her mechy body.
Here's a reference pic, (Yes I know it's just TFU Megatron, but by God, is that a cool look that just needs to be Rped as!).
ARMOR AND WEAPONRY
Armor
Armor Description:
- Rather light, enabling her to jump and leap around if required.
- A spongy gell layer hides under her main plate armour, absorbing blunt force attacks and reducing them to love taps unless the impact is from someone three times her size, roughly.
Armor Perks ( optional ):
- Light and agile.
- Sucker Punch Proof.
Weaponry
Primary Weapon:
Twin Oerlikon KDA 35-mm guns.
Description: Able to fire rounds at 550 per minute, these camera lens sized shells can travel up to 4 km, tearing apart lightly armoured ground targets without a second thought.
Secondary Weapon :
A souped up laser rifle.
Description: Housed within her forearm, the highly concentrated, purple bolts can take off a mech's helm at 500 feet, leaving behind a thin smoke trail in it's wake.
Other Weapons : Twin Oerlikon KDA 35-mm gun Barrels
Description : With them constantly being indented into her arm a good couple feet, the pistons used to push them out can do so at incredibly fast speeds for quick use, with quite a lot of force behind them as well. Thanks to this, she can effectively sucker punch someone with her gun barrels although the effectiveness of this attack does drop after the first couple strikes.
Gadgets : Advanced Target Tracking system (Able to track 60 aerial targets easily), Fragmentation Grenades (Four) and a sub-space filled to bursting with spare ammo belts.
Melee : Fists
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 :7
Intelligence :
6
Dexterity :
6
Speed :
4
Endurance :
5
Firepower :
10
Accuracy :
7
Melee :
8
Tech Skill :
7
OTHER
Personality : With her hands clasped behind her straightened back, chin raised and lips curled into a ever-so slight smile, Loara is your textbook definition of classy. Speaking with a posh accent, practised in front of the mirror daily, tomboyish charm practically rolls off this girl's shoulders as she boldly claims she can make any weapon with her bare hands, turning her servos bright white whilst doing so. Inheriting a craving for gold from her father, Loara will always be on the look out for everything worth anything, but not to sell. She's much like a bird in that sense, attracted to shiny objects without actually wanting them for any particular reason other than decoration. But hidden beneath that calm, imaginative shell, lays a far more sadistic and violent person...
Only appearing at the first hints of combat, Loara throws all attempts to reason or plan out the window as she turns into a complete animal, killing all those who'd dare raise a weapon to her. Using whatever means available, she uses punches, kicks, white hot death grips and a solid minute of shelling to bring down her enemies, she spares no time with pointless chatter and focuses entirely on fighting. Backed up with centuries of martial arts training, her skills are still present even while in her rage induced mode, making her a pint-sized terror on the battlefield. Wonder where she gets that from...
Courage: 7
Charisma : 5
History ( Optional as some like to make it up as they go along ) :
Abandoned as a sparkling to a higher class couple in the city of Iacon, Loara spent most of her life trying to fit in with the rest of the young mechs and femmes. She never liked the fembots, they were always too talkative or just plain annoying, while the mechs were slightly easier to get along with. She didn't realise it at the time, but her way of thinking and acting was putting a major strain on her, ''parents'' relations with the other families. Before long, Loara would begin fighting with the others, nearly shattering one of the more bully-like femme's optics and rendering her a bloodied mess. This, coupled with the fact schooling was becoming an increasing problem for everyone involved, she was sent away to one of the more wretched cities on Cybertron, Kaon. There she watched as gladiators fought for their lives, most losing theirs, against massive hulking beasts that nearly deafened her with their mighty roars. It wasn't too surprising to find her returning home late at night and covered in dents, inflicted by the trainer she'd managed to acquire down at the Pits.
The only reason she isn't currently a Decepticon is the fact she just finds their colours boring, instead liking the warm reds and cool blues used by the Autobots.
Family ( Optional, some just have none ) :
Her father is the Pirate Captain Zoliverous Anchor, although she doesn't know it (Yet).
Strengths :
MINIMUM of four bullets ( Full sentences required ).
You may also write a paragraph consisting of five sentences revolving around 'strength'.
- Quick on her feet, she's able to dodge or deflect most melee attacks thrown at her.
- Thanks to her bulky body, the powerful motors housed within allow her to dish out rather painful attacks.
- Having grown a resistance to pain early in life, it takes far more than a good knocking to break her down.
- Using hostages against her is neigh useless, as she finds most other Cybertronians to be expendable and annoying for her.
Weaknesses :
MINIMUM of four bullets (Full sentences required). You may also write a paragraph consisting of five sentences. (Must mention five weaknesses)
- A lack for respect often gets her in trouble with higher ups, or anyone she crosses really.
- Treating most things as games or jokes, serious situations such as death are really hard for her to handle, so she often vents her frustration by attacking things that look at her wrong.
- Despite being quick in combat, her overall speed is quite neglect-able, Shockwave could probably out run her.
- Her urge for valuable objects can often drive her to put others in needless danger, such as jumping head-first into a Human gold vault...
SAMPLE RP
Note that a piece of your history, your journey to Earth for example, could be used.
Popping the pod with a loud hiss of coolent being vented from it's interior, the small group of mechs took a step forward as they kept their weapons primed on the slowly opening hatch. Crossed out Autobot and Decepticon symbols were scattered across their frames, indicating what slime they were, if the ram-shackled state of everything wasn't indication enough. With a loud groan escaping the pod, along with several clicks and cracks of underused joints being stretched, the light pedal steps echoing out from the darkness sent a ray of relief through the small gathering, who were previously scared whoever was in this thing was going to be a threat. The oddly coloured form that exited the long distance pod came out with lidded optics, extremely feminine features drooping slightly with a rather tired expression. Striding out onto the wire-mesh floor with a loud thunk, the femme allowed her arms to loosely fall to her sides after stretching them high above her head.
''So, whose the wise guy who woke me? It isn't polite to wake someone up then point guns at her, perhaps your mothers didn't tell you.''
Before one of the mechs could voice himself, the femme before him suddenly turned into a blur of motion as two long barrels sharply extended from her forearms. Taking a crouching stance, one knee pressed against the floor, the dimly lit room was suddenly illuminated by a constant white flash as the femme unleashed a wall of ammo at them. Swinging her arms around, sending hundreds of bullets every which way, not a single one of the pirates managed to rattle off a shot as their bodies were torn to pieces. After the unprovoked onslaught ended, fresh energon dripped from the walls and ceiling as a pile of shredded bodies laid in a pile before her. Curling her electric blue lips into a slight smirk, the femme stood up and sheathed her barrels, allowing only the mussel to stick out from her forearms as she stepped over the steaming corpses. But before she exited the stained room, a suddenly glint caught her attention from one of the deceased bodies below her. Stopping dead, she slowly turned and peered down at the energon covered body, an older femme by the looks of it. Extending a thick servo, she grasped the object and pulled it from the former-con's hip. Lifting it up to the light and inspecting it with narrowed optics, her lips grew into a wide smile as a beautifully made pendent seemed to glow in the light. Giggling like a school girl over the new acquisition, Loara turned and strode through the automatic doors with her optics plastered on her prize.
The remaining crewmen never knew what hit them...