Post by hammerfist on Jul 26, 2009 17:23:17 GMT -5
T.N.T. I'm Dynamite
[/font]
- Robot mode(click to enlarge)
- Vehicle mode{Peace sells, but pain costs less to produce.}
.T.N.T. And I'll win the fight.
Name: Hammerfist
Age: Not known in Human years
Race: Autobot
Side: Good
T.N.T. I'm a power-load
History:Space debris had knocked his drop-pod horribly off course, which resulted in his landing in the high mountains of Norway. Hammerfist spent most of the time gathering info, speech patterns, and whatnot in Northern Europe (Scandinavia and Norway, to be exact.) under the guise of a Norwegian Volvo truck. It was there that he picked up on the history of Norse legends, and formed his personality and combat style around them. He fancies himself as the "Autobot equivalent to Thor".
It wasn't until months later that he realized his drop pod had indeed been knocked off course when he picked up a faint distress call from the United States. That's where the action was. He made his way to the western shores and caught a ferry to the east coast of the United States. Once there, he changed his guise to that of an American made vehicle, the Dodge Durango pictured above. Here in this new land, there was glory to be had, and a duty to Optimus Prime that he felt honor-bound to fulfill.
Likes: Busting up Decepticons(Preferably through melee combat), Mountain climbing(in vehicle mode), Basically anything that requires him to challenge himself and his abilities.
Dislikes: Cowardice, whining, giving up.
Fears: He tells those around him he has none, but he only truly fears one thing: Failure
Weapons:
Left arm: Large caliber Machinegun
Right arm: A detachable piece of metal that on his command reshapes itself into a hefty sledgehammer
Right Shoulder: Missile launcher
T.N.T. Watch me Explode
Sample RP: (Unfortunately, the board RPs I participated in have long been wiped and defunct, so I hope an excerpt from a story I've been writing on and off will be acceptable)
Jorund turned his body constantly with his fists raised in front of him. He looked around quickly. He heard a sound and his body snapped in the direction of its source. Heslissa flew towards him with her arms outstretched. Jorund lunged forward and slammed his fist into her face. The body exploded into dust from the blow as Jorund stumbled forward to regain his balance. Another image of Heslissa dropped down from the sky and knocked Jorund to the ground. She straddled Jorund as she leaned down to give him a kiss. Jorund let out a shout as he grabbed her head and brought it down to meet his own. Not for a kiss, but instead to deliver a savage headbutt. Her head snapped back as she crumbled into dust again. He stood up and turned to face another. This one locked eyes with Jorund with a pair of violet orbs. Jorund found himself unable to move as she approached him. Once close enough, she swung a leg around his waist and began to climb onto his standing figure slightly. She wrapped her arms around him and sank her head down to his neck. Jorund felt teeth touch his skin before he sat upwards quickly with a fearful shout.
Jorund's eyes adjusted to the dark in front of him. The familiar sight of his quarters gradually came into sight out of the darkness. "...Just a nightmare." he said to himself. He threw the sheet off of himself and walked over to the window. His eyes idly scanned the sky, which was littered with clouds illuminated by the moon. Jorund let out a sigh and spoke. "Sometimes I wish I still lived a normal life." he said quietly to himself. "If I did, I probably could have gotten somewhere with Signy..." Jorund looked up at the hill he went to train on. For a moment, he thought he saw a faint pair of red eyes on top of the hill, but quickly turned around when he heard someone approaching behind him. For a split second, he thought it was Heslissa. "!" Jorund stepped forward to grab his apparent foe, and the two of them tumbled to the ground. His apparent assailant pulled him onto his back and attempted to hold him down with her weight. Jorund reached up to grasp her shoulders and sat up quickly to headbutt his apparent foe. He stopped just in time for their faces to almost touch as he realized it was Fenris he attacked.
"Fenris...?" Jorund looked down to see that the way that the two of them were positioned, it looked mighty compromising. He was dressed only in pajama bottoms, and had Fenris on his lap with his hands on her shoulders and their faces almost close enough to kiss. "Er..." Jorund wasn't entirely sure what to do at this point since sleep still clouded his mind slightly. Fenris grabbed his wrists and pushed his arms down and got up, her figure outlined by the moonlight pouring through his window.
"I've witnessed a lot of wet dreams, but never have I seen a guy seem so scared." said Fenris with a smirk and a tug on the edges of her black leather jacket. Jorund got up and said "I wasn't scared." in a defensive tone. "How long have you been in here?" he added. "Not too long, actually. You just recently started muttering something about a "Heslissa" in your sleep." said Fenris. "You sounded like you were in pain." Jorund reached over to grab his shirt from the nearby chair. "I was having a nightmare, that's all." he said.
Custom Title: The Thunderer
How did you find us: Curiosity and Google search
RP Experience: Have had my fair share of both Message board RP and IM RP, on top of storywriting as a hobby.
Password: Transform and Roll Out![/center]
Credit where credit is due! This app was created by Ciel of Look To The Horizon.
