Post by Arctic on Oct 17, 2009 23:33:15 GMT -5
''Tell me about it
Hey there, my name is Arctic, but you can call me Arctic. I've been on this planet 14 years, but have been RPing for around 1 year. Along with this character, I tend to make the lives of Silencer, Garret, and Cutlass a living hell. Just so you know I found this site by an advert.
''Damn I'm good
It is an F-15
Character's Full Name: Arctic
Biological Name: Wingjet
Nicknames: Traitor, Autoscum, New Guy
Age: Just barely older than the war. (human equivalent of 20’s)
PB: NA
Species: Autobot
Side in the war: Decepticon
''There is more to them then meets the eye
Personality:
Arctic loves to fly, and that is probably one of the few things he still loves. He truly loves not being ground based, like a large number of ground based Autobots and Decepticons. As such, he pities them, and even ridicules them. This was the same even before he turned against his former allies. It had been somewhere near the middle of the war when Arctic was abandoned, and nearly a quarter of a century passed before he decided that his current opponents knew that he was alive, and left him there to be sent offline. That is the reason he joined the Decepticons, and also the reason for his extreme prejudice.
Falling into a category called Insanity, this is mainly because of a shot to the data processor Arctic took during one of his destructive, hatred fueled bombing runs. No matter what he is doing, or how his mind is acting at the time, there are several facts that are always true about him. For one, he hates Autobots, even if the amount varies with time, for another, he is almost always completely loyal to Starscream and Megatron, more so to Starscream, because of a feeling of camaraderie to his fellow flyer. He would never suggest they were equals though, quite the opposite, elevating Starscream to a near god hood view, higher than even Megatron, who helped rule Cybertron.
Likes: Battles, Revenge, his drones, taking Autobots by surprise, eavesdropping, any organics who would be sympathetic to his cause (basically any who could be brainwashed), most flight-capable Decepticons, Megatron, and Starscream
Dislikes: Optimus Prime, Autobots, being left behind, traitorous comrades, earth-locked robots, running out of ammunition
Fears: Death, , Optimus Prime, the death of Megatron or Starscream
Your Greatest Strength:
Hatred, simple hatred. Arctic truly detests those that abandoned him, as he believes, the Autobots. Because of this, he never surrenders a battle, even under high probability of death, and when his superiors order a retreat, he does so reluctantly. He only does so because he believes that they know better, and have a plan, to completely destroy the Autobots.
Your Greatest Weakness:
Blindness to the truth. A two sided blade, hatred is. It can make one powerful, but it can also make them blind. Arctic truly does detest the Autobots, but admires those few who are so valiantly leading the war against them. As such, he would love to be elevated to a position where he would come into contact with Megatron and Starscream daily. But his admiration can render him blind to the idea that they would not actually care about him or any other troops, seeing them as completely expendable. He is also blinded by his hatred of Autobots, so much so that he wouldn’t believe anything any Autobots told him. Or if they tried to save him, he would think they just wanted to torture him.
''Fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing
Family:
-Creators, who he denounced, and former Autobot ties
History:
Not too old, Arctic (at this time called Wingjet) first realized a vast difference between himself and all the ground based robots he came into contact with. He realized that they had a profound disadvantage compared to him. He could fly, whereas they couldn’t. And required assistance to leave planets where he wouldn’t, if he had ever decided that he would want to leave Cybertron. He hadn’t, but when the war erupted, Wingjet joined the Autobots, believing the Decepticons to be in the clear. He fought in many a hit and run battle, until the biggest fight he was in. It was in this battle that they were going up against a large group of Decepticons. It was no more than a skirmish, but still, at the time, it was a large battle to Wingjet’s optics. He was taking cover in one of the buildings when a shell hit it, collapsing the large structure. Countless cycles later, Wingjet finally dug himself out of the rubble. After this, Wingjet went into hiding, to contemplate what had happened.
After a quarter of a century, Arctic had renamed for himself, and he decided to reintroduce himself to the war. He did so by joining a skirmish, unannounced. He came in from one side, blasting at his opponent’s backs. With his surprise assistance, the Decepticons, who never trusted him, recognized him as a useful weapon. They also recognized hatred when they saw it, and he started working for those under Megatron immediately. Retrieving the signal informing all Autobots of Earth, he hadn’t considered leaving, until several years after he had received it. That was during a period when he was traveling between planets, taking this lengthy process. He altered his destination immediately upon realization of one thing. That that signal would have started drawing Autobots to Earth like Insecticons to an electromagnet.
Anything Else?: Weaponry:
His main weapon is a Laser Rifle (think assault rifle). His secondary weapons are two submachine guns, firing solid projectiles. These weapons are linked to him so he can remotely change their firing settings, all the weapons having a secondary setting of single-shot. His other weapons are various types of missiles.
''The Fallen Shall Rise Again
Did you read the rules?: Of course: {Transform and Roll Out}
Custom Title: The Traitorous, Vengeful Ex-Autobot
RP Sample:
A silver arrow head shot through the atmosphere. This wasn’t a normal meteorite, or meteor, but really a Decepticon. It wasn‘t completely smooth, much more rough, but was basically a Cybertronian jet with three rockets in the back. It wasn‘t too long ago that Arctic had been fighting alongside Autobot allies. He had been shot several times, a building collapsed onto him, and he had to dig himself out, his so-called ‘allies‘ had run. That was why he had followed his buddies to Earth.
He had received Optimus‘s message, but hadn‘t been going to come. He pierced this world‘s atmosphere with ease, he was truly looking forward to destroying the creatures that had abandoned him to die. Those traitors. He would prove them wrong, even though he hadn‘t gotten their names, and demolish them. They, like all Autobots, he realized, cared only for their own lives. He slowed himself down, changing his approach vector to come down near an airfield, or truly the Air and Space Museum in the United States. He was going to select an aircraft, after he got done coming in from his western approach vector, and on the way down, which had been taking a time due to his shallow entrance into this planet‘s gravity and atmosphere, he had been looking through the human‘s world wide web. That was how he knew where this museum was, and where he knew he would locate a suitable form for this planet. He adjusted the angle of flight slightly, so he would come in for a landing without destroying any of the machinery he would choose from.
