Post by Zenith on Jan 30, 2018 4:29:32 GMT
BASICS
Designation : Zenith
Nicknames: Zen, Zenny
Gender : Femme
Age: 21 In Cybertronian standards
Faction : Autobot
Occupation : Scout, Medic in Training, Warrior
Personality : Optimistic and determined, it takes a lot for this small femme to get knocked down from a cheerful, and go getter attitude. Zenith is often curious and asks many questions, but can stay out of boundaries that don't need passing, and while almost childlike in attitude, she can know when serious/cool attitudes should come into play for tense situations. She can also be a passionate femme, who hates to cause any arguments or fights, and whose fuse with short out if any reckless harm is caused to others in the area, or if it appears anyone didn't fully think out their actions. And while she may be a stickler to the rules and behave well/have a high respect for mechs/femmes of higher ranking, Zen is very likely to turn a blind optic/may even help with any shenanigans and good sparked fun to occur around the base (insert the Lambo Twins here) and can even get a good bit of joyful competitiveness to her when the case arises, like racing at night or playing extreme tag.
APPEARANCE
Optic ( Eye ) Color : Cyan/Light Blue
Primary Paint Color : Electric Blue
Secondary Paint Color[Optional] : Yellow
Third Color[Optional] : Silver
Height : 18 Feet, 4 Inches (Likes to add the extra inches to insist she is not the smallest on base)
Features:
- Glass visor over optics and partially upper face (can be removed)
- Door wings sat on the back of her chassis (express her emotions, often flutter)
Alternative Mode:
Laraki Epitome
Equipment and Abilities
Weaponry :
Double handed blasters, and double arm blades
Description: The blasters are similar in design to Bumblebee's in the Transformers movies, if lighter and firing more precise shots. The arm blades are extensions from where her servos transform, with energon energy at the blades edge
Gadgets :
A small medpack, and energon scanner
Description: The medpack is for obvious reasons, containing everything necessary to a medic in training like a welder, meds, and bandages (the Cybertronian equivalent). The scanner is used for locating, and identifying harmful or useful energon deposits.
Abilities : Night and Heat Vision
Description: Both sets of vision sit within her visor, and while extremely useful to use in night op's, if used for extremely long periods, may result in her optics short circuiting and blinding her (not to mention bright lights shining on her face would blind her with the night vision).
OTHER
History : Created on Cybertron a decade before the war started, Zenith was sent off Cybertron to keep her safe from Decepticon hands, but the young creation was knocked around and set off course throughout the stars, being placed into a hyper-sleep that allowed her to survive and still grow as a century went by. Only then had her pod finally reached earth, where she landed and
Strengths :
-Open-minded to many kinds of mechs, femmes, ideas, and plans, she is one who will take consideration into everyone's ideas and thoughts for a good plan of attack, be it pranks, or a battle strategy.
-Zenith can be very resilient to physical and emotional troubles she faces, for even when shed get knocked back by a bad injury or an insult to her intelligence, she'll still be just as bubbly and just as determined to get the ball rolling.
-She can be extremely patient with what she wants, or what she expects/hopes will happen, so if she expects news of a tense battle occurring and knows that those involved will succeed, she can and will sit and wait for the warriors to return to base to congratulate them.
Weaknesses :
-Due to her abilities, she has very sensitive optics, and will sometimes struggle adjusting them to various lights, and refuses to mention it to any medic of her situation due to her previous fear of being prodded in any lab setting due to her time with Sector Seven.
-She can be very tough on herself, being hyper critical of any mistakes she may make, and takes a personal blow if it affects anyone else with what she happened to do.
-With fighting being a usual occurrence in the factions, she hates to think of any failure on her team, so to attain the success she hopes will push the Autobots to success, she can become reckless in fights/battles, leading to many injuries.
SAMPLE RP
Everything was going to slag too quickly. Her visor had shut down at the worst of times after that explosion, and it made her heaving chassis thrum with a furious, choked rev of her small engine to hide how her spark quaked with that brief flash of fear at the vulnerability she felt. 'There's no time to be scared', she drilled into her processor, feeling along the scorched ground and trying to ascertain something she could take cover behind. 'They need me, they /all/ need me!' With a quick and shambled crawl to the sheet of metal pierced into the soil she felt, she ducked down with her back plates against the make shift shield, her door wings twitching at all the sounds and crashes she heard of the fight surrounding her, her vents bursting with air as she waited for her optics to reboot. Only when she finally started getting some color and brief shapes in her vision was when she started to feel the quakes of large peds running to her brief hiding spot, and she forced her aching arms to shift swiftly into her blasters, their energy thrumming at a quick pace to ready to fire. She closed her optics with a snarl on her face, and willing her optics to function with a furious roar of her frame, she spun from her refuge and swung her arms out to take aim, wasting no time in charging straight at her opponent, blue optics blazing in blatant fury. This was not the day she fell without a fight.