Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2016 23:23:27 GMT
Player Alias: Meezer
Character Name: Filch
Allegiance: Decepticon
Appearance Description:
Robot mode:
Altmode:
Personality + Character Traits:
The first thing one might notice about Filch--well, first things one might notice--are her obsessive nature, and her one-track mind for her tastes Both tie in together, as her obsession and her taste is SHINY. As such, she is easily distractable from any mission at hand by the mere glint of something shiny, something to be added to her collection of shiny.
She can be tenacious in her pursuit of all things glittering. Filch does not care if she has to rip up steel beams, tug-of-war with an Autobot, or destroy a whole city in pursuit of all that glitters. However, this is also, in a way, her undoing. Her failing is not an option to herself and she would rather be captured while trying to get the shiny than to fail at getting the shiny directly.
She absolutely has no qualms about thieving, best being known to be a "thieving magpie" or a "thieving crow". She really doesn't give a darn about her bad reputation, oh no, not her. In fact, she thrives on her bad reputation. She wants to be like some vast, predatory, kleptomaniacal bird. It makes her seem more impressively scary--if you ask her, that is.
She has a habit of trying to seem dumb in order to make others think she's a lot less quick-witted than she is, just to throw them off how wise she really is. She only uses two words of her vast vocabulary most of the time--"shiny" and "mine". She knows more words, yes. It's just that she knows what will convince others that she's not smart enough to worry about unless they actually tussle with her.
Weaponry:
What weapons are known of Filch are all parts of her body--her beak, her clawed talons at her feet, and her wings. All of them are dangerous and deadly, and all of them have been used to attack anyone that gets in between her and her shinies!
History:
All that is known of her life before she was imprisoned on the Alchemor is that she was a thief. It is thought that she may have even have caused mass destruction in many cities in the pursuit of her shiny loot, and that she may have had many nests of her trophies. She would be eventually caught and imprisoned on the Alchemor.
After the crash of the Alchemor, she would be set loose from her pod and started terrorizing Crown City and the surrounding area. Anything shiny was fair game, whether it was bots, parts of transmission towers and electrical towers, cables from the Crown City bridge, recycled goods, and even hard-hats.
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Vast wings spread, the Corvicon sailing overhead. She seemed to circle, as though trying to spot something. The shimmering glint of something. At the glint, she would dart down, her talons spread to try to catch it. The closer that she got, the more it seemed to glimmer and glint. Closer, closer, closer she swooped.
SPLASH!
"SHINY!" She screeched, seemingly offended that the water had "stolen" the shiny, flapping her wings to get herself out of the water, dripping wet. When she was high enough, she saw it again, the shiny.
More cautiously, she lowered herself. The shiny seemed to disappear as her shadow casted itself over the water. She flapped her way back up again, noticing the shiny. Wait. Shiny falling into the water if she got closer? No, that couldn't be it.
The water WAS the damned shiny!
"Stupid water..." She grumbled. Hopefully no one heard that. She wouldn't want to be caught seeming TOO smart.
Character Name: Filch
Allegiance: Decepticon
Appearance Description:
Robot mode:
Altmode:
Personality + Character Traits:
The first thing one might notice about Filch--well, first things one might notice--are her obsessive nature, and her one-track mind for her tastes Both tie in together, as her obsession and her taste is SHINY. As such, she is easily distractable from any mission at hand by the mere glint of something shiny, something to be added to her collection of shiny.
She can be tenacious in her pursuit of all things glittering. Filch does not care if she has to rip up steel beams, tug-of-war with an Autobot, or destroy a whole city in pursuit of all that glitters. However, this is also, in a way, her undoing. Her failing is not an option to herself and she would rather be captured while trying to get the shiny than to fail at getting the shiny directly.
She absolutely has no qualms about thieving, best being known to be a "thieving magpie" or a "thieving crow". She really doesn't give a darn about her bad reputation, oh no, not her. In fact, she thrives on her bad reputation. She wants to be like some vast, predatory, kleptomaniacal bird. It makes her seem more impressively scary--if you ask her, that is.
She has a habit of trying to seem dumb in order to make others think she's a lot less quick-witted than she is, just to throw them off how wise she really is. She only uses two words of her vast vocabulary most of the time--"shiny" and "mine". She knows more words, yes. It's just that she knows what will convince others that she's not smart enough to worry about unless they actually tussle with her.
Weaponry:
What weapons are known of Filch are all parts of her body--her beak, her clawed talons at her feet, and her wings. All of them are dangerous and deadly, and all of them have been used to attack anyone that gets in between her and her shinies!
History:
All that is known of her life before she was imprisoned on the Alchemor is that she was a thief. It is thought that she may have even have caused mass destruction in many cities in the pursuit of her shiny loot, and that she may have had many nests of her trophies. She would be eventually caught and imprisoned on the Alchemor.
After the crash of the Alchemor, she would be set loose from her pod and started terrorizing Crown City and the surrounding area. Anything shiny was fair game, whether it was bots, parts of transmission towers and electrical towers, cables from the Crown City bridge, recycled goods, and even hard-hats.
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Vast wings spread, the Corvicon sailing overhead. She seemed to circle, as though trying to spot something. The shimmering glint of something. At the glint, she would dart down, her talons spread to try to catch it. The closer that she got, the more it seemed to glimmer and glint. Closer, closer, closer she swooped.
SPLASH!
"SHINY!" She screeched, seemingly offended that the water had "stolen" the shiny, flapping her wings to get herself out of the water, dripping wet. When she was high enough, she saw it again, the shiny.
More cautiously, she lowered herself. The shiny seemed to disappear as her shadow casted itself over the water. She flapped her way back up again, noticing the shiny. Wait. Shiny falling into the water if she got closer? No, that couldn't be it.
The water WAS the damned shiny!
"Stupid water..." She grumbled. Hopefully no one heard that. She wouldn't want to be caught seeming TOO smart.