Post by Tailwind on Aug 8, 2009 23:23:28 GMT -5
T.N.T. I'm Dynamite
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(^I will go ahead and say it ain‘t my pic.)
{You can‘t outrun me!}
.T.N.T. And I'll win the fight.
Name: Tailwind
Age: Old enough to have seen the fall of Cybertron
Race: Autobots
Side: Good
T.N.T. I'm a power-load
History: Not much has ever really landed on Tailwind’s shoulders. He has only ever really been assigned to scouting missions, but he has sometimes been sucked into battles. When he reached Earth, he scanned an aircraft. He didn’t know that it was just a model being displayed in a storefront window, he thought it was a real plane, or at least a UAV. It was an honest mistake, because he can still grab a lot of attention because he turns into an 8 foot F-15.
Likes: His size, flying, aerial acrobats, and shooting practice
Dislikes: Getting shot or shot at, death, being grounded, and water
Fears: Bigger robots, getting stepped on, getting shot by a giant transformer, and having his jets shot out at a great height
Weapons: His hands change into machine guns, two explosive charges are hidden in hollow cavities in his legs and sides (the rest of the compartments are used to store random things), a blade in each arm that can be shot out, a medium-range rifle, and (small) missiles can be mounted on his back/wings.
T.N.T. Watch me Explode
Sample RP:
(OOC: this is from a site where I play a wolf)
The lands of greyscale could be so interesting. Everythng was either so light, or so dark, no absolute blacks or whites. Just like wolves. Everyone was a certain shade of grey, some darker, or lighter than others. Throughout one’s life one would move across the spectrum, to better or worse, it remains to be seen. The future was unpredictable, reflected a heavy footed wolf. Coal found evidence of this very fact in his own past. Who knew that he would have ended up here, in the lands of grey. Especially after his parents. A shudder then ripped through his frame.
The trees were darker than the grass, both darker than the part of the sky the sun was in. It was starting to go down, although, in these lands, it didn’t matter all that much. Except, it was all that much harder to see. Well, the colorful wolf in a colorless land thought, I’ll just have to make do with what I have when the time comes. Breifly, his mind turned towards his past. After a few moments, Coal shook his head. He could visit his memories in his dreams, now was not the time to review the path he had traveled through time. He had been walking most of the day, and to get here, he had actually walked through a pretty large area where color was, just not on wolves. There was green everywhere. It was pretty nice, actually. But, he was back into the lands without color. A chuckle let loose from his lips. Sitting down, he looked through the tree tops at the sky, and wondered whether any other wolves would cross his path in the future, wherever his path led. Then, he looked around, thinking that he would have to hunt sometime the next day. Or later in the night. Either one. Standing back up, he started back to walking through the trees, taking his time with every step. Any observer could probably tell this wolf wasn’t in a rush. If there was an observer that is.
Custom Title: The Miniature Jet
How did you find us: Advertisement
RP Experience: 1 year (more or less)
Password: {Transform and Roll Out!}[/center]
Credit where credit is due! This app was created by Ciel of Look To The Horizon.
