Post by Remix on Aug 8, 2017 15:31:01 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Remix
Nicknames: He has no real nicknames he sticks to, although he will accept most, even if disrespectful.
Gender : Mech
Faction : Decepticon
Occupation : Warrior
Personality :
Remix is the ‘play it cool, play it smooth’ type of personality, or at least that’s what he tries very hard to be. He is the epitome of the term ‘loose cannon’ and barely ever fills his orders to the letter, taking things into his own hands the second his current commander blinks an optic. The con takes nothing seriously, to the point where some, if not most think that he has more than several bolts in need of tightening. This also applies to his sense of duty, as he is usually the last one to rise from recharge and the first one to bail when things get too hot to handle. He cares very little about the comfort of others and will blast his music until the ceiling drops if not properly beaten into submission.
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Red
Primary Paint Color : White
Secondary Paint Color[Optional] :Magenta
Third Color[Optional] :
Height : he measures around 20 feet in height.
Features:
- He was created from the standard vehicon mold, however his paint job is all white except for the magenta stripes running on his shoulders, chest, as well as legs
* His headphones, wrist gun and the rifle that is folded in two pieces onto his back in a V shape are sure to distinguish him from others using the vehicon mold.
Alternative Mode:
Chevrolet Malibu 2016 model. White with two magenta racing stripes running from the front cover to the roof and all the way over the trunk. The Chevrolet logo is replaced by the purple Decepticon insignia. The car also has white spoilers attached to it, painfully obvious that they were not with the car originally. Generally, the vehicle is in a pristine and polished condition.
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Equipment and Abilities
Weaponry :
-One wrist mounted EMP gun located on his right arm. Not nearly powerful enough to incapacitate let alone kill a Cybertronian but will mess with its target’s systems quite nastily.
-He has one laser assault rifle stored in his back in two parts, fully automatic. The stock/receiver and barrel/receiver part have to be slammed together before it is able to be fired.
-Lastly, he has two fully automatic laser pistols stored on his thighs, one per leg. They have an astounding fire rate but will overheat in mere seconds if fired continuously.
Gadgets :
-He has headphones attached to his head at all times which link wirelessly to his visor, giving him extremely accurate sound tracking when needed. With this con they are rarely used for their purpose, rather serving him as military grade music blasters.
-Remix has sacrificed most of his gadget space for an absolutely god level music system, allowing him to blast on whenever he wishes to do so, making the ground vibrate with bass. Battle usefulness? Very small, unless it is a dance battle we are talking about.
Abilities :
Description: Has uploaded most of humankind’s dance moves into his drives along with several terabytes of music. It might seem silly at the first glance, and it very much is, but all the dance moves in fact give him exceptional dexterity during fighting. His situational awareness tends to be on the ‘kindergarten’ level of things though, as he usually focuses more on the music itself than his opponent(s).OTHER
History N/A :
Strengths :
- Extremely dexterous, he is the one always fiddling and spinning something in his hands in his spare time and the one jumping on top of bots like pebbles when on the battlefield.
- Senses heightened to the extremes due to his advanced sound tracking. This is, however pretty much countered by his immense general stupidity.
- Skilled at weapon handling. He survived Cybertron so you’d guess he picked up something.
Weaknesses :
- As dumb as a shoelace when it comes to common sense. Only rarely has his ‘light bulb’ moments, and those light bulbs might not be lit to begin with.
- Absolutely selfish. Has not once in his life thought about the well being of others unless it benefits him in some manner or another.
- The standard vehicon model, while looking badass, it's armor values are still not very high and he has not modified it much. Save for the paint job.SAMPLE RP[Optional, some are new to RP and will grow as a writer.]
(Please do note that there is no mistake, he is in fact purple at the time of this rp as he has yet to arrive on earth.)
The violet lights of the pod suddenly activated, banishing the dark from the small structure as they replaced it with their eerie glow. "Powering up." Said the AI in it's deep, cold voice as the entire structure began to hum in life. "Life forms detected...one...Cybertronian." The AI continued monotonously, taking its time between words as it calculated. "Beginning...emergency energon recharge in...t minus...five seconds."
After a short while, tubes emerged from the sides of the interior hull, glowing blue in the trademark energon hue as they slithered forward like snakes, connecting to something that floated approximately in the middle of the small vessel. The hum of the pod increased as the stream of blue began flowing into the floating humanoid figure.
After a silence that seemed to last forever, the AI proceeded with informing no one in particular. "Energon levels at...thirty percent. Booting in...power saving mode." it exclaimed as the visor of the humanoid began glowing in red, its head and fingers twitching.
"Uh...oh..." The Cybertronian spoke in a whisper, his voice quite high pitched even if whispering, a heavy metallic echo accompanying it. He floated forwards for several seconds almost as unmoving as before, eventually bumping his head into the control board, naturally pressing the alarm button. It triggered flashing red lights and a horn someone had set way too loud. This finally did the trick; the humanoid began to thrash wildly in his newly acquired tubular restraints, ripping them off left and right as he floated around helplessly. He lowered his right hand to his thigh of the same side, probing it with his fingers for a few times before finding the grip of his laser pistol.
"Die! Die die die!" He shouted at least as loud as the alarm, squeezing the trigger as laser bolts were distributed evenly all around the pod, hitting the alarm horn in the process, bringing the silence back once more. The humanoid floated in a battle stance upside down, the flashing red and violet lights eloquently dancing on his purple frame.
The silence was shortly after broken as the being calmed himself down, now simply floating lazily as he slowly returned the pistol to its faithful place on his thigh.
He coughed awkwardly before saying his first proper and intelligible words. "So uh...you didn't record that, right?" He asked in his metallic voice, the question directed at the pod's AI.
"I am programmed to record everything, Decepticon Remix. How...ever..." The silence landed for a good minute or so, making the Cybertronian, now named Remix, fold his arms and tap his fingers in growing frustration. "The active running time of...security cameras ran out...one hundred and sixty five years ago."
"Uhh..say what..?" Remix asked, his face merely a visor but even an Insecticon would realize that he was absolutely dumbfounded by this sudden revelation.
To this the AI simply began playing on repeat. "The active running time of..."
"Yeah yeah...I got it I got it alright!" Remix yelled, releasing his arms from the fold and raising them in a exasperated manner. "One question though..." He continued, annoyance clear in his voice. "why did you..." He pointed the finger of his right arm at the control panel. "...wake me up just now? We could be anywhere!"
"Not...anywhere..." The AI responded after an awkward silence. "but...at our destination."
"Destination!?"
"...Yes. While you were panicking and pressing...buttons...seemingly at...random...I took the...freedom of...setting a course for the nearest...planet with...Decepticon...populace."
To this the Decepticon merely huffed in frustration. He shifted his gaze, scanning the ship with his visor for a good while, suddenly bumping his head on the ceiling with a loud clank. Right, he was still floating. "Ack...can you do something about these lights, getting on my drives real bad! Also, do something about the gravity while you're at it. Please do make haste, or I'm gonna fry something important!"
The lights stopped flashing instantaneously, the pod returning to its soothing violet hue. And yet... he was still floating. "Hey! What's the hold up?!" He yelled.
"I was attempting to run a fix through my...artificial gravity unit. How...ever...it was permanently destroyed by...a sudden increase of temperature two minutes and...thirty six seconds ago." The AI answered coldly.
Remix lowered his head, giving a swift glance at his pistol before returning his visor to view the control panel. "What am I supposed to say...oops?"
"An apology would suffice."