Post by Highwire | Livewire on Jul 17, 2017 13:06:12 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Highwire
Nicknames: N/A
Gender : Femme
Faction : Decepticon
Occupation : Assassin
Personality :
Highwire is a colourful character. She can be rash with her decisions, and doesn't let on that she's very intelligent. On the contrary, she is smart enough to have survived so long without the brute strength to punch her way through. She works best independently, and doesn't play very well with others. She has been known to disregard other's safety. She is capable of doing whatever she has to to achieve her goals; she doesn't feel anything towards the bots she kills. In fact, she she takes pleasure in her work and triumphing over others.
On a lighter note, she cares for her twin, often hanging around him (much to his chagrin). She can talk for hours without skipping a beat, and she always smiles and laughs, though it may be sinister. She can be manipulative and charming, when she isn't being loud and annoying. She cares less for her comrades, and is likely to betray them if the situation calls for it. She isn't as dedicated to the cause as the Decepticons might want her to be.
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Yellow
Primary Paint Color : Black
Secondary Paint Color : Dark grey
Third Color : Red
Height : 30ft
Features:
Alternative Mode:
Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird-
EQUIPMENT AND ABILITIES
Weaponry :
- A sword on each arm that can extend as much or as little as needed. The blades are about an arm's length.
- Two blades on each arm that can fold out. She can spread poison into the tips when needed, although only small amounts.
- Multiple blades and daggers, stashed in her subspace. This includes throwing knives, which she is adept at using.
Gadgets :
- Her arms can fold out into a shield, large enough to cover her chest.
Abilities :
Description: Highwire has the ability to hover in mid-air using the thrusters in her wings. This gives her a brief height advantage over other enemies. However, it does not propel her high off the ground, and only lasts for a few seconds maximum. More effective if she is already in mid-air.
She has basic knowledge on weapon repair and how to use a gun, taught to her by her brother.
Se has an exceedingly fast alt mode that holds the world record for flight airspeed.
OTHER
History :
N/A
Strengths :
- She is brilliantly skilled at melee combat with a wide range of weapons, especially using blades.
- She is light on her pedes, making her agile and quiet if she needs to sneak around.
- She is courageous, and rarely does she shy away from a battle.
- She can't feel anything in her wings, partially eliminating them as a weakpoint.
- She has a twin named Livewire, and she would do anything for him. Nothing could stop her from trying to save him, if he needed it.
Weaknesses :
- She is mentally unstable, due to a severe head injury she received early in the war.
- She has an erratic spark that beats irregularly, but she refuses medication for it.
- She only possesses one blaster-type weapon, limiting her to short range combat.
- She would take reckless risks in the name of having more 'fun' on missions, like prolonging a fight.
- She has a twin named Livewire, and he is all she has left. As much as she annoys and torments him, she is attached to him, unlike anyone else in her life.
SAMPLE RP
Livewire was out, Nexus was out, Hijack was out. Heck, even that new guy (Blitzer?) got to go out on that mission for whatever. Highwire was bored. The most action she had gotten recently was Bluewing, but that plaything had been taken on the mission too! So when their base received multiple distress signals, she couldn't help but grin from optic to optic. A bored Highwire was a force to be reckoned with.Truthfully, she had been ignoring the distress signals. At first. But when they got increasingly frequent, she figured she had enough authority to go ahead and check it out. Plus, the chances of it being something interesting had also increased exponentially. It certainly was an interesting scene when she arrived, flying overhead at breakneck speeds. The sounds of her engines whizzed past them as she accidentally sped past the action. She performed a U-turn and pointed the nose of her alt down, laughter echoing in the empty skies.
She transformed and fell through the air a couple feet, positioned above Sunburn. She crashed down, slamming the bottom of her pede into his back and knocking him onto his front. "Hope I'm not late!" She cackled, flaring her wings as she grabbed Sun's arm and twisted it behind his back. She looked at the Decepticon in the safety bubble and pursed her lips, a bit disappointed he chose to hide. "Medics. Typical." She rolled her optics.
-Excerpt from a very recent RP.