Post by Mudbox on Mar 27, 2015 7:46:49 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Mudbox
Nicknames: Mudbox as an insult
Gender : Mech
Age : Late 30s
Home Planet : Cybertron
Home City State [ optional ]: Dead end Cybertron -- The Acid Wastes
Faction : Autobot
Occupation : Naval Warfare/Gunner (On land)
Abilities : Triple Changer
Ability Description ( optional ) : Converts between a slow dune buggy, and a speedboat.
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Blue
Primary Paint Color : Green
Secondary Paint Color [ Optional ]: Black
Third Color [Optional]:
Height: 21 ft
Features:
- A helm resembling a navy uniform's cap.
- A thin, Cygar-like aparatus that resembles a tooth-pick more than anything.
Alternative Mode:
A thin, narrow, and primarily black speedboat that has its bow painted to look like a shark. It has an rotor at its rear which occasionally smokes when overused. Otherwise, it is a small, yet sleek aqua vehicle capable of achieving great speeds. It has a set of missiles tucked under the steering wheel which can flip out in case something needs blowing up.
On land, Mudbox can transform into a bumbling, green dune buggy. Though it is much slower compared to his speedboat form, Mudbox's buggy form carries far more heft to it. It has four large, thick tires (rear ones larger than the front), a flat hood, and an open roof. While it can certainly drive on flat road, it only ever really shines on rougher terrain.
ARMOR AND WEAPONRY
Armor
Armor Description:
- Average armor plating. Standard use.
- Wields a utility belt on his waist where he stores a variety of equipment ranging from blow torches to grenades.
Weaponry
Primary Weapon
Description: Standard Issue Assault Rifle.
Secondary Weapon :
Description: Exactly two missiles.
Other Weapons :
Grenade.
Description : It's a grenade.
Gadgets :
Blow Torch for all those heavy duty fixes.
Melee :
Melee Weapon Description (Optional): His BARE FISTS.
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 : 810 is strong, capable of lifting small buildings
1 is the strength less of a human equivalent.
Intelligence : 4
The ability to solve complex problems whether they be mathematical, practical or social. Examples are decoding an encrypted transmission, coming up with a battle plan or deducing the fact that someone in the ranks is a spy.
10 is a genius, who could probably the equivalent to Shockwave.
1 however represents a character who cannot speak or has problems solving simple problems like opening a door.
Dexterity : 6
The grace in the character’s movement in both robot and alternative mode.
10 is the equivalent of someone with acrobat like abilities, and capable of performing complex flips and rolls.
1 is someone who trips over there peds every other step, and has trouble driving straight in alternative mode.
Speed : 4 (8 in boat mode)
How fast is your character in ALTERNATIVE mode! This stat doesn’t count towards a character in robot mode, but only in alternative mode. Sometimes, there speed in car mode will roughly predict how fast they are in robot mode.
10 is SUPER SONIC
1 is slower than a turtle.
Endurance : 8
How much damage can your character take?
10 represents a character that can take a massive amount of damage function quite well with little fuel used.
1 represents that a character can take little damage and easily consume great amounts of energy to remain fully functional.
Firepower : 7
How much damage your character do by firing their weapons.
10 represents the ability to level a city block or greater in a single blast
1 will only scratch a transformer’s pain.
Accuracy : 7
How good is your character’s aim with a ranged weapon?
10 represents that your character hardly ever misses with any gun
1 proves that your character couldn't hit what's a foot infront of them.
Melee : 8
How skilled is your character with a melee weapon or with their bare hands [Ex: Sword, Mace]?
10 indicates your character is skilled with martial arts and various other fighting techniques
1 proves they suck at executing a proper punch to the face.
Tech Skill : 4
How good is your character with technology?
10 indicates they can hack through even the toughest firewalls (Long story short: Skill Equivalent to Soundwave).
1 indicates that they can’t even use a simple GB control.
OTHER
Personality :
Belligerent and Rude, Mudbox is the kind of bot nobody wants to be paired with. Easily irritated and with abusive tendencies, many question why he's an Autobot in the first place. Despite this, he does respect his comrades so much as they prove to be dependable. Though he's still the kind of guy who'd abandon you on the battlefield to hit on the attractive femme just a meter away. What's more bizarre is the fact that he also happens to be an avid Unicron cultist; worshiping the planet eater regularly.
Courage:
7
Charismaa :
2
History ( Optional as some like to make it up as they go along ) :
Before the war, Mudbox was born in the dead end of Cybertron nearby the Acid Wastes. There he was brought in by the local Empties and used as a means of entertainment for cheap cash. His triple changing abilities turned out to be a great source of income and caught the attention of the higher guilds. He was trained as a military officer and drafted into the Autobot defense forces. When Megatron rose to power, Mudbox maintained his position and remained in the Autobot army long after Optimus Prime had taken over. Nowadays he sits around awaiting orders and occasionally barking some.
Family ( Optional, some just have none ) :
While he doesn't pay any visits, Mudbox has a soft spot for the empties who took care of him back on Cybertron, and maintains a degree of sympathy for them because of this. He still hasn't spoken to them for centuries, however.
Strengths :
MINIMUM of four bullets ( Full sentences required ).
- Fairly powerful in combat. Has a long history of military training and a serious threat on the waves.
- Isn't one to sugarcoat anything
- He's very good at pissing people off.
- He can make a fine cube of engex if you ask him nicely.
Weaknesses :
MINIMUM of four bullets (Full sentences required).
- He's an asshole.
- He has no friends (though he may not consider this one.)
- He is slow. Physically, and sometimes mentally.
- His anger can get out of control rather easily. It doesn't make him any stronger either.
SAMPLE RP
Note that a piece of your history, your journey to Earth for example, could be used.
Mudbox woke with a start. He had once again fallen asleep in the captain’s chair, and would have slept long throughout the day had nothing unexpected occurred. Unfortunately, Mudbox was never good at foresight. Sirens were going off in his ship’s cockpit, and that could have meant anything but good. “Go back to sleep, honey.” Mudbox said to his ship as he flicked his wrists, tugging at whatever levers were available to him. It didn’t work.
He massaged his optics and thought. “Okay. Clearly something is wrong. No matter, I’ll just take a look outside and—“
The ship lurched backward, tossing Mudbox across the room. He let out a volley of curses and returned to his feet. “Well, that’s not good. When I figure out who’s doing this I’ll… I’ll…”
The front-view monitor came alight, and the image of a blue and green planet came into view. Next to it was a small cursor representing the ship, and surrounding that were small pixelated splotches meant to represent asteroids. “Oh. An asteroid belt. Perfect!” Returning to his console, Mudbox did his utmost to ignore the systems warnings as he attempted keep the ship upright.
>Warning: Engines compromised. Require immediate landing for repairs.<
“No! No, no, no. We’re not landing.” He gawked at the image of the blue and green planet. “Not there, that’s where… he is.” He shook his head and gulped. “I don’t care where I end up after this—I’m not serving under Prime.”
>Controls converting to auto<
“What?”
>Setting course for designation: Earth.<
Mudbox let out a loud roar and slammed his fists against the console. As soon as he did, the ship activated what was left of its engines and thrust itself into the direction of the planet as Mudbox held on for dear life. “Where the hell are the breaks?! Can this thing even land? Why aren’t you answering?" He shut his optics as the ship entered Earth's atmosphere. He screamed: "UNICRON SAVE MY SPAAAAARrrrrrkkkk….”