Post by Red Alert on Dec 23, 2009 22:13:24 GMT -5
''Tell me about it
Hey there, my name is Red Alert, but you can call me Wulf, Chasm. I've been on this planet 19 years, but have been RPing for 3-4. Along with this character, I tend to make the lives of Chasm, Lockjaw/Killjoy/Stitches, Wildrider, and Vortex a living hell. Just so you know I found this site by Jetta’s DA.
''Damn I'm good
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Character's Full Name: Red Alert
Biological Name: (If Needed)
Nicknames: Red
Age: 23 human equivalent
PB: (Not needed for Transformers)
Species: Cybertronian
Side in the war: Autobot
''There is more to them than meets the eye
Personality: Red Alert is one of the most paranoid characters one could meet. He is generally distrustful and suspicious of new faces from the start, which usually goes away after some time. Because of his job, he is slightly OCD about things, and usually just ends up doing most of the work himself. He also has a tendency to push himself to the point of exhaustion while working, and still try to keep going. Relaxation is a mostly foreign concept to him, his paranoia keeping him from being able to relax. At times, it can even get out of hand, leading him to make wild accusations, spout countless conspiracy theories, and even attack those he’s known for countless stellar-cycles, before finally cashing his CPU, requiring him to be rebooted. His “horns” tend to spark when this occurs.
Red Alert also enjoys keeping a stash of blackmail tapes, just in case a bot gets it in their head to cause him too much trouble.
Likes: Lots of cameras, a full security system, being able to do his job, slightly quiet places, when nothing is making him glitch.
Dislikes: Being touched, large parties, a security system that is not up to his expectations, his glitch getting out of control, being unable to do his job.
Fears: Failing at his job, being disliked because of his glitch, losing the friends he’s made.
Your Greatest Strength: Red Alert’s paranoia does allow for some good things. It makes him look at something more closely and more often than another bot might, so he tends to catch the more subtle threats that have been over-looked countless times. It also keeps him vigilant, though many would argue that he’s “taking it too far.” Copies of the security tapes are kept safe, just in case they need to go through past footage to find something. His paranoia also leads him to change the passwords for almost everything about once every week or so.
Your Greatest Weakness: Red Alert’s paranoia, more specifically the glitch that gives him his paranoia, is his biggest weak point. If worked up enough, his glitch can overload his CPU, leaving him in stasis until he can be fixed and rebooted. His glitch also prevents him from trusting newcomers, which can cause problems when odd things begin to happen, as the ones he distrusts will often be on the receiving end of a conspiracy theory. His glitch also prevents him from developing close friendships with others.
''Fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing
Family: Mother and Father; location unknown. Siblings; unknown.
History: Red Alert did not have an easy beginning to his life. Having a glitch was not something you wanted everyone to know, and he did his best to hide it. The only place he found that he could fit in without giving his secret away was security jobs, and so that’s where he started. His paranoia helped him excel as a security bot, and when the war started one of his friends convinced him to join the Autobots. Red Alert did so, though regarded everyone with suspicion.
Now, Red Alert is the Chief of Security for the Autobots, and does his job better than many bots would like. Although usually unfounded, his paranoia and theories have led to Decepticon plots or spies being uprooted. With the Autobots moving to Earth, Red Alert has determined that the security is far too lax for that many officers to be there. His arrival on Earth will promise to spice up life at NEST, especially once he sees the state of security.
Anything Else?: Uses a rifle and a shoulder cannon.
''The Fallen Shall Rise Again
Did you read the rules?: yes
Custom Title: Paranoid Security Chief
RP Sample:
The street was quiet, at least as quiet as a neighborhood street could be with kids running around. Parked by the curb was an odd sight for the neighborhood, one that got more than a few stares. An '07 GT500 Shelby Cobra was sitting in front of an abandoned house, no owner in sight. The car was a dark purple, and had gold flames on its hood, as well as along the doors. It had been sitting there since the previous night, unmoving. Every so often, a small, near-inaudiable noise would emit from the hood, much like a sigh.
-Comm. unit Chasm, reporting in.- Bad idea. -The area seems clear of any- An explosion cut off the rest of the transmission as the Cobra was sent flipping through the air, landing on its side. "Owww....That was dumb of me....." Rocking his alt-mode, and using the door he'd landed on, Chasm managed to right himself, but was unable to pick up an energy signature. His comm. radio crackled to life. -Run run run, little Autobrat, as fast as you can.- Laughter followed. That was enough for Chasm. Tires squealing, he floored his gas and took off, breaking every speed law known to man, as well as some traffic laws. The Decepticon police cruiser was not far behind, lights and sirens blaring. Another message was coming through. -Chasm, this is Prowl. What is your status?- Chasm's reply was loud, and oddly cheery. -I'm runnin' from the law!- 
