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Tiger Sora

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Diablo1099 said:
Indeed, it has been some time.

As for the skills. Spying is first, so he's best at it. Sabotage is well... a crude art really. Blow up or smash most things that need it. Than the computer skills, he can fix them and write programs and stuff. But he's no expert, don't expect him to be building super computers and killing other bots with wireless viruses or something crazy like that.
 

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saintdane05 said:
Ofcourse i know its a decapod. That's Number ninety from the Strasburg railroad, one of my all time favorite steamers. I've seen her up close and she's an amazingly powerful beast of a locomotive.
Its such a shame to see such beautiful works of art taken off of main line and yard work. We have the coal to run them, which would help get the US off of our oil dependency.
Though i love the fact that kids still get to experience the steam creatures from times past.

I still remember getting all excited over the fact it'd be number ninety pulling our little adventure.
 

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Tiger Sora said:
Indeed, it has been some time.

As for the skills. Spying is first, so he's best at it. Sabotage is well... a crude art really. Blow up or smash most things that need it. Than the computer skills, he can fix them and write programs and stuff. But he's no expert, don't expect him to be building super computers and killing other bots with wireless viruses or something crazy like that.
My thoughts as well, Besides, might have Shockwave play a part and Ain't no one better then One-Eye at Computers.
mcpop9 said:
I still remember getting all excited over the fact it'd be number ninety pulling our little adventure.
Never pegged you as a Train-lover, Fricken loved trains when I was younger :D
 

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mcpop9 said:
Name: 90, but everyone calls her Nine.

Age: 113 years old.

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Nine is only a tiny bit shorter than optimus, yet still is taller than most bots.

Alignment: Autobot (barely though)

Alt Mode: Steam train:

Weapons: You get 3 slots:
Bread and Butter: A multi barreled flamethrower with a superheated sword in her other hand.

BFG: a sniper rifle that folds out when in use.

Gadget: Technology scanner, allows her to scan fallen foes and reproduce any sort of weapon or tech on them.

Other Skills: second alt form: 18 wheeler:

Bio: Nine had left cybertron when she was very young to avoid the war. She didn't like to take sides, not in the war or a debate between friends. When one of her friends got killed during the early days of the war, she fled the planet not wanting to experience death anymore than what she had already experienced.

While she was out looking for a new place to call home, the bot found a place called earth. She arrived roughly in 1924 and landed her tiny ship in the Baldwin locomotive works. Upon seeing a nearby steam engine, she scanned it and cannibalized her ship for the rest of the parts needed to transform. Her life was spent being used by humans for their needs as she grew to like the humans a bit.
Sometime later, when she realized that her current form was going to be disused, she acquired another truck form to continue surviving hidden. When the war came to earth, she kept to herself still. A few times, bots from each side bothered her. In the end, Nine accounted for a few of the missing bots that were never found during the war. Protecting humans had become a main objective.

Only when megatron had been killed, did she come forward to the bots sent to protect earth. Being the newest addition to the team and one of the bots more familiar with the earth, she was one that wasn't fully trusted.
Tiger Sora said:
Name: Dimentio (Pronounced -Die-men-she-oh-)

Age: 277

Gender: Male

Standing an average 20 feet tall, Dimentio strikes an interesting figure. His, face, looks nothing more than a half black with a yellow eye and half white with a black eye theater mask. His head is crowned by a metallic pointed, jester looking hat. The "hat" can be raised and lowered as needed, and often reflects his emotions. Upwards in a good mood, downwards when sad, if ever. His shoulder guards are nothing more than two pieces of angled metal bursting out to a deadly point. Arms are set to accommodate the internally housed weaponry, the lower half looks much like a gauntlet due to this housing feature, the outer half points off past the elbow, alt form mid stabilizers set at 90 degrees parallel to his arms. His torso is larger at the top and 18.25% smaller at it's base, as well as being sloped or curved downwards at varying angles from the pecs to mid stomach. The twin thrusters are housed on his lower back, while the wings take up the upper portion and are adjustable to the need while in bot form. Legs are like his shoulder guards. Simple an angled piece of metal covering the front of the structure, this is for both upper and lower with space allowed for bending and such. The vertical and horizontal stabilizers are set on the back of his legs, with the larger horizontal ones facing straight backwards while the vertical jut out at 45 degrees. Feet are shaped much like the pic, but with more of the middle portion filled in.

Color scheme is much like the pic below, other than the torso. Which is mostly black other than purple pin-striping along the four major vertical angles. And the stabilizers which have two swept back diagonal yellow and purple bars respectively.


Alignment: Dimentio is a former Decepticon, not wanting to languish in prison defected to join the Autobots. Loyalty is (By some) always in question due to his past.

Alt Mode:

Weapons: You get 3 slots:
Bread and Butter: Two 3 barrel gatling laser guns. (Right/left forearm mounted, interior folding when not in use).

BFG: Fusion Cannon. (Non mounted, holstered on let)

Gadget: Flight outside of vehicle form. Radar.

Other Skills:Spying, sabotage, and computer programing/repair.

Personality: The best way I can describe it is it's like Gir, but not. Much more witty, intelligent and satirical. But retaining much of the enthusiasm.

Bio: Dimentio was commissioned by Lord Megatron 258 cycles before the war ended. Along with many other soldiers. His earliest memory is one of Megatron, who he thought his creator 'mother', and of the 300 ton machine that created his parts. Who he substituted to be his 'mother' because he thought Megatron being it was creepy as fuck and anything else was better.

After being taught the basics. He was tossed into the crucible of war. For the next 35 cycles he gained more skills and knowledge of things, but thankfully war didn't define his personality, or maybe it did. Are psychopathic tendencies related? But most of the time he spent getting his ass kicked by the Autobots because his teammates sucked. Tired of said thousands off ass kickings he put in for a transfer (Speaking of those ass kickings, Dimentio believes he's become some sort of cosmic plaything. Someone with a sick sense of humor must like him) to the stealth division. Here he did much better in terms of success because he could work alone.

Now toss up a few hundred cycles to before the war ended. Dimentio was on Cybertron, fighting the evil fight and all. He killed a few Autobots, slowed the invasions completion by 3 days he figures (exaggerated, maybe 3 minuets). But when the coin was about to fall he just upped and quit, watching the fights from the ruins with nothing else better to do. A few days after the end he was caught, giving no resistance as they took him in. Dimentio decided not to sit around long, betraying his fellow Decepticon's and switching sides for freedom. Quote from time at switching "I figure it's better working for you and being free and about than rusting to death in a cell for a now non existent cause. I didn't like the old ways all to much, all war and no fun".

Forward to near to now. Dimentio was assigned to Earth. Reasons being they needed someone with his skills on the team. Other bots didn't like him all to much. The fact he asked to go first, he wants adventure and such. He's just glad he was chosen to go, the reason's don't matter, unless they were trying to kill him 0_o. Not dead yet, good sign.
saintdane05 said:
<spoiler=Knight Convoy>Name: Knight Convoy

Age: 322

Gender:Male

<spoiler= Appearance>


Alignment: Was neutral for most of the war, but changed to the side of the Autobots after the Temple of the Thirteen was destroyed by a Con's Void Cannon

Alt Mode: A black <link=http://i50.tinypic.com/2w7l56r.jpg>Armoured Van

Weapons: You get 3 slots:
Bread and Butter: Large broadsword. While considered ceremonial, it is still well made and able to kill lightly armored foes.

BFG:None.

Gadget: A large shield, meant for blocking.

Other Skills: Knowledge of Mythology (Useless. Yaaaay.), disciple of Metallikato.

Bio: Long ago, before the war began, Knight Convoy was a warrior. Not that he had ever been in battle. In fact, he hadn't faced an opponent that had any intention other than training. That was because he was a Knight. The <link=http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Knights_of_Cybertron>Knights of Cybertron were a religious order following the commandments of the First Thirteen, the Chosen of Primus. While trained to fight, he was drilled in the ways of peace and conflict prevention. When war broke out, the Knights secluded themselves even further, cutting off near all access to the outside world.

Convoy, as one of the younger knights, was brash and eager to join the war. Of course, the Knights did not take sides, and to them, life went on as near normal. But all that changed when a Decepticon Void Cannon struck the temple. With no exterior shields or armor, the entire building-and order-was destroyed in one shot. Convoy was one of the three survivors. After this, restraint was gone Convoy joined the Autobots, and made it a point to kill every Decepticon he came across. Near the end of the war, it was clear that he was dangerous. Convoy was eventually arrested and charged with multiple cases of second degree murder.

Though not found guilty, the charge took a toll on Convoy. He was, rather than rebuild Cybertron, sent onto a shuttle to hunt down the last of the Cons on Earth. Soon, he hopes to go back, and restore the Knights of Cybertron to the glory they deserve.
So shall we wait for a few more players or what?
 

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Post reserved for sheet. Sorry, I'm just about to head to work and can't post one right now. This seems like it would be fun to try.
 

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Grim327 said:
Post reserved for sheet. Sorry, I'm just about to head to work and can't post one right now. This seems like it would be fun to try.
I was waiting in case you posted your sheet as a Edit, You in or out?
 

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Diablo1099 said:
Grim327 said:
Post reserved for sheet. Sorry, I'm just about to head to work and can't post one right now. This seems like it would be fun to try.
I was waiting in case you posted your sheet as a Edit, You in or out?
Sorry about that, I've been wickedly busy the past two days. Give me till tomorrow night, and I will have it up then.
 

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Grim327 said:
Diablo1099 said:
Grim327 said:
Post reserved for sheet. Sorry, I'm just about to head to work and can't post one right now. This seems like it would be fun to try.
I was waiting in case you posted your sheet as a Edit, You in or out?
Sorry about that, I've been wickedly busy the past two days. Give me till tomorrow night, and I will have it up then.
Looking forward to it, keep in mind the other Sheets, I don't want the same characters with different names.
 

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You might as well start without me, I can't ever find the time to create my character and post it. Good luck, and Roll Out.
 

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mcpop9 said:
Name: 90, but everyone calls her Nine.

Age: 113 years old.

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Nine is only a tiny bit shorter than optimus, yet still is taller than most bots.

Alignment: Autobot (barely though)

Alt Mode: Steam train:

Weapons: You get 3 slots:
Bread and Butter: A multi barreled flamethrower with a superheated sword in her other hand.

BFG: a sniper rifle that folds out when in use.

Gadget: Technology scanner, allows her to scan fallen foes and reproduce any sort of weapon or tech on them.

Other Skills: second alt form: 18 wheeler:

Bio: Nine had left cybertron when she was very young to avoid the war. She didn't like to take sides, not in the war or a debate between friends. When one of her friends got killed during the early days of the war, she fled the planet not wanting to experience death anymore than what she had already experienced.

While she was out looking for a new place to call home, the bot found a place called earth. She arrived roughly in 1924 and landed her tiny ship in the Baldwin locomotive works. Upon seeing a nearby steam engine, she scanned it and cannibalized her ship for the rest of the parts needed to transform. Her life was spent being used by humans for their needs as she grew to like the humans a bit.
Sometime later, when she realized that her current form was going to be disused, she acquired another truck form to continue surviving hidden. When the war came to earth, she kept to herself still. A few times, bots from each side bothered her. In the end, Nine accounted for a few of the missing bots that were never found during the war. Protecting humans had become a main objective.

Only when megatron had been killed, did she come forward to the bots sent to protect earth. Being the newest addition to the team and one of the bots more familiar with the earth, she was one that wasn't fully trusted.
Tiger Sora said:
Name: Dimentio (Pronounced -Die-men-she-oh-)

Age: 277

Gender: Male

Standing an average 20 feet tall, Dimentio strikes an interesting figure. His, face, looks nothing more than a half black with a yellow eye and half white with a black eye theater mask. His head is crowned by a metallic pointed, jester looking hat. The "hat" can be raised and lowered as needed, and often reflects his emotions. Upwards in a good mood, downwards when sad, if ever. His shoulder guards are nothing more than two pieces of angled metal bursting out to a deadly point. Arms are set to accommodate the internally housed weaponry, the lower half looks much like a gauntlet due to this housing feature, the outer half points off past the elbow, alt form mid stabilizers set at 90 degrees parallel to his arms. His torso is larger at the top and 18.25% smaller at it's base, as well as being sloped or curved downwards at varying angles from the pecs to mid stomach. The twin thrusters are housed on his lower back, while the wings take up the upper portion and are adjustable to the need while in bot form. Legs are like his shoulder guards. Simple an angled piece of metal covering the front of the structure, this is for both upper and lower with space allowed for bending and such. The vertical and horizontal stabilizers are set on the back of his legs, with the larger horizontal ones facing straight backwards while the vertical jut out at 45 degrees. Feet are shaped much like the pic, but with more of the middle portion filled in.

Color scheme is much like the pic below, other than the torso. Which is mostly black other than purple pin-striping along the four major vertical angles. And the stabilizers which have two swept back diagonal yellow and purple bars respectively.


Alignment: Dimentio is a former Decepticon, not wanting to languish in prison defected to join the Autobots. Loyalty is (By some) always in question due to his past.

Alt Mode:

Weapons: You get 3 slots:
Bread and Butter: Two 3 barrel gatling laser guns. (Right/left forearm mounted, interior folding when not in use).

BFG: Fusion Cannon. (Non mounted, holstered on let)

Gadget: Flight outside of vehicle form. Radar.

Other Skills:Spying, sabotage, and computer programing/repair.

Personality: The best way I can describe it is it's like Gir, but not. Much more witty, intelligent and satirical. But retaining much of the enthusiasm.

Bio: Dimentio was commissioned by Lord Megatron 258 cycles before the war ended. Along with many other soldiers. His earliest memory is one of Megatron, who he thought his creator 'mother', and of the 300 ton machine that created his parts. Who he substituted to be his 'mother' because he thought Megatron being it was creepy as fuck and anything else was better.

After being taught the basics. He was tossed into the crucible of war. For the next 35 cycles he gained more skills and knowledge of things, but thankfully war didn't define his personality, or maybe it did. Are psychopathic tendencies related? But most of the time he spent getting his ass kicked by the Autobots because his teammates sucked. Tired of said thousands off ass kickings he put in for a transfer (Speaking of those ass kickings, Dimentio believes he's become some sort of cosmic plaything. Someone with a sick sense of humor must like him) to the stealth division. Here he did much better in terms of success because he could work alone.

Now toss up a few hundred cycles to before the war ended. Dimentio was on Cybertron, fighting the evil fight and all. He killed a few Autobots, slowed the invasions completion by 3 days he figures (exaggerated, maybe 3 minuets). But when the coin was about to fall he just upped and quit, watching the fights from the ruins with nothing else better to do. A few days after the end he was caught, giving no resistance as they took him in. Dimentio decided not to sit around long, betraying his fellow Decepticon's and switching sides for freedom. Quote from time at switching "I figure it's better working for you and being free and about than rusting to death in a cell for a now non existent cause. I didn't like the old ways all to much, all war and no fun".

Forward to near to now. Dimentio was assigned to Earth. Reasons being they needed someone with his skills on the team. Other bots didn't like him all to much. The fact he asked to go first, he wants adventure and such. He's just glad he was chosen to go, the reason's don't matter, unless they were trying to kill him 0_o. Not dead yet, good sign.
saintdane05 said:
<spoiler=Knight Convoy>Name: Knight Convoy

Age: 322

Gender:Male

<spoiler= Appearance>


Alignment: Was neutral for most of the war, but changed to the side of the Autobots after the Temple of the Thirteen was destroyed by a Con's Void Cannon

Alt Mode: A black <link=http://i50.tinypic.com/2w7l56r.jpg>Armoured Van

Weapons: You get 3 slots:
Bread and Butter: Large broadsword. While considered ceremonial, it is still well made and able to kill lightly armored foes.

BFG:None.

Gadget: A large shield, meant for blocking.

Other Skills: Knowledge of Mythology (Useless. Yaaaay.), disciple of Metallikato.

Bio: Long ago, before the war began, Knight Convoy was a warrior. Not that he had ever been in battle. In fact, he hadn't faced an opponent that had any intention other than training. That was because he was a Knight. The <link=http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Knights_of_Cybertron>Knights of Cybertron were a religious order following the commandments of the First Thirteen, the Chosen of Primus. While trained to fight, he was drilled in the ways of peace and conflict prevention. When war broke out, the Knights secluded themselves even further, cutting off near all access to the outside world.

Convoy, as one of the younger knights, was brash and eager to join the war. Of course, the Knights did not take sides, and to them, life went on as near normal. But all that changed when a Decepticon Void Cannon struck the temple. With no exterior shields or armor, the entire building-and order-was destroyed in one shot. Convoy was one of the three survivors. After this, restraint was gone Convoy joined the Autobots, and made it a point to kill every Decepticon he came across. Near the end of the war, it was clear that he was dangerous. Convoy was eventually arrested and charged with multiple cases of second degree murder.

Though not found guilty, the charge took a toll on Convoy. He was, rather than rebuild Cybertron, sent onto a shuttle to hunt down the last of the Cons on Earth. Soon, he hopes to go back, and restore the Knights of Cybertron to the glory they deserve.
The RP will be starting soon, Opening post up sometime tomorrow.
 

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[HEADING=2]RP START[/HEADING]
Location: Ark-32 : Orbit of Neptune : Earth Solar System.
Time: Rather Late
{*Ding Dong* Attention Autobots, This is Jetfire speaking, We are making our final approach to the Planet Earth, ETA Not very long, shouldn't be more then a Earth Hour. I'll inform you all when we are about to enter Earth's Atmosphere, Update you then.} The Pilot of the Aged Space Craft informed his passagers as they were in their quarters.
As Jetfire pointed out, there was still some time left before them and the rest of Unit 1099 landed for their tour of Earth.
(Time to get to know each other)

captcha: End of Story
 

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Ninety sighed. She still couldn't figure out why they had wanted her to train off of earth. Though, for most of the trip here she had been in her reserve mode to conserve energy. Now that she had awoke, it'd best be to meet the others she'd be working with. The motors inside of her whirred to life and a hiss of steam come from her as she fired up her boiler, not wanting to use her energon supply until she needed to. After all, it was just walking around the ship. nothing like fighting where she needed her stregnth. Nine got up and made her way to the main bay, the unique hiss of steam echoing through the large ship along with her heavy steps. Once to the main hall, she transformed into the decapod steam locomotive, somewhat missing the feeling of rails beneath her. She gave a good test and spin of her wheels as the parts on her functioned again. Then the fembot cycled intop her truck mode, the deisel engine roaring to life just as it always had. Then she cycled back into her bot form.

Nine when and leaned up against the wall and closed her eyes. She patiently waited for the other bots to arrive, knowing that they'd either want a bit of a walk or to stretch their parts a bit before getting to earth.
 

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Here he was. Earth. The greatest battlefield in the Civil War. The turning point in the battle against the Decepticons.

Convoy was going to hate it.

Not that there was anything wrong with Earth. Some of the holo's of the place had been absolutely breathtaking.

No, what bothered Convoy was what was why he was here. He would have died on Garrus Nine, High Command extracting his spark for a crime he refused to apologize for. That was fine. Convoy would die to defend his actions against that piece of rust Macrbe. Prowl, on the other hand, wouldn't have let one of the last Knights of Cybertron waste his Spark in such a manner. So, after much arguing and broken limbs, Convoy was to be put onto a shuttle to Earth.

The official reason was to remain "Diplomatic and positive relations with the civilization that hosted us," or so said Tyrest. Convoy knew the truth. This was a ship for the useless, the ones who had to be off world to maintain the integrity of society. There were no battles to be fought on Earth, no enemies to slay. Just sit, and look pretty.

Knight Convoy marched himself to the main deck. His sword was drawn, deactive but still glowing in the light. His footsteps were heavy, each step sending slow *fwoom*. When he reached the deck, the scowl on his face gave the mood a sudden drop.
 

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"You seem to be very happy..." Ninety said opening her eyes. She gave convoy a quick look over and decided that she'd best try to calm him down before they got to earth. "Listen, i know the humans don't seem like much, but they're fairly kind to us once you get to know them. And they have lots of tech down there as well." The fembot said getting off of the wall. She walked over to him and found herself a bit taller than the knight.

"The name is 90. Lived on earth for close to a hundred years before joining the autobots." She said to him.
 

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Dimentio's missmatched coloured eyes sparked to life. It was a startled waking "What year is it"! He recognized the strange surroundings for the ship taking him to earth. "Ohh thank Megatron's spark, only nothing. Except me". Dimentio pulled himself upwards. He worked out his servos to make sure everything was moving as it should.
Jetfire announced through the ships comm system that they were about an hours earth time from the planet. "An hour earth time, but that could be forever for all I know" the bot grinned, though he always had the same smiley grin on.

Distracting him from his own ramblings was two bots nearby talking to one another, prehaps this was to be investigated. Dimentio silently crept out of the room he was in and to the corner of the corridoor. The voices were just around the edge. 'Wait, I'm of their side'. He brought himself to full height, no need to crouch around. Dimentio stepped around from the corner. Looking at Ninety and Cargo. "Ciao".
 

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"This isn't about the humans and their dirtball." Convoy replies, "This is about what we are to do here. Nothing." He manages to calm down in the least, slamming his sword into the deck. The sword stays still, not causing any important damage. "My name... Convoy. Convoy of the Knights of Cybertron. At least, that's what-"

"Ciao"

By the time the word is finished, Dimentio has a boradsword to his neck and a very angry bot in his face.

"WHO SENT YOU!? PROWL? JAZZ? TELL MAGNUS THAT I WOULD GLADLY DIE IN HIS PIECE OF SCRAP PRISON!"
 

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90 had reacted to Convoy just as quickly as he had moved upon Dimentio. He was faced with a blazing hot great sword of her own creation at his neck. "Well convoy. This blade has met many foes, both Auto-bots and Deceptions that have tried to kill me before. Each claiming that i worked for the other and threatened the lives of humans that cared for me." she said flatly, a look of no doubt in her appearance.

"Now so help me, you hurt a single wire on this innocent bot's frame, i shall have dismembered you before you could have defended yourself; Knight." she said, knowing full well that odds are he never killed a bot as a member of that ridiculous religion. "Now, let me ask you this, have you ever killed a bot and ripped their core out with your hands? Because i have." The fembot said coldly, any of her previous emotions draining from her.

"And he was speaking Italian, i assume he either watched allot of earth programs or lived there before." Ninety added, not dropping the sword.