Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2016 1:07:38 GMT
Player Alias: jadedbell
Character Name: Blaster
Allegiance: Autobot
Appearance Description: A medium tall bot, he is mostly red in color with yellow accents and a black base protoform underneath the armor. As an armored truck, he's thickly built, as his armor is dense. His helm is red as well and has a pair of winged filials. He has a yellow visor that sits on top of his forehead and slides down on his optics when he activates their use.
Personality: Blaster has a bright and upbeat personality that is cordial and friendly. Usually considerate of others, he does, from time to time, get pushy about certain things. As Communications Officer, there is a rather forceful and commanding aspect to him, one that he is not comfortable using very often, but will step up to it if needed. He is fiercely loyal, to both those he calls his friends and his faction, even showing immense pride in the latter.
Blaster is the sorest of losers at times, even among his allies and fellow Autobots. He can be petty and spiteful when angry, even holding grudges, the length of time depending on how bad the offense was.
What's notable about him is how visible his emotions are. He loves hard and cares deeply. For Blaster, his emotions are all are nothing, hot when feeling passionate, cold when slighted.
Strengths + Weaknesses: Blaster's biggest strength is his charm, one that he uses both on and off the field. A pacifist for the most part, he prefers to out wit and negotiate his way out of things, only saving the actual fighting when it seems like he has no other choice. Even then, he is not the most trained of fighters, leaving Blaster to even resort to dirty tactics to win.
His biggest weakness is his extremely hot temper, one that on a good day looks like passion can on most other days be just a very fiery temper. His temper blinds him, if it is let loosely wild, causing those with a calmer mind and better planning to get to him or those he is trying to protect. He reacts to most things (sadness, fear, worry) with lashing out, only regretting the damage when it is far too late.
Something that is both a strength and weakness is how strong his emotions are. He goes with what he feels. Whether it is doing what is right, or just going with his instinct about something. Being a mech that goes with the flow of most things, so it rings true with his emotive expressions. It often can bring him into conflict with his superiors as he is quick to follow his at the moment desires.
Abilities: Blaster has an ability to amplify sound, as well as extremely good hearing that allows him to catch snippets of conversations from as far out as space. Weaponry: Blaster carries an electro-scramber, one that is designed to disrupt electro magnetic waves and makes any non shielded electronic (alive or not) go haywire. He also carries a standard issue shotgun, otherwise he is a weapon in his own right, with his speakers (that often blasts loud rock music) that can blow others away just by the force of sound.
History: Sparked in the city-state of Polyhex, the hub of communications and communication innovations for all of Cybertron, it just seems natural that Blaster would have a natural affinity for sound. Trained to be able to work with all kinds of sounds, he would gravitate towards the power and composition of music. His love for it would have him soon making his own and even developing his own radio show!
But the sweet harmonization of music wouldn't last too long, as the tides of war was beginning to loom over Cybertron. Corruption and starvation would bring the people's spirits down, and Blaster was noticing the effects. He soon turned his show into a rallying one instead, talking about fighting the good fight and making sure that the citizens of Cybertron would get the rights they deserved. His charisma and energetic spirit made him and his show very popular, leading him to wisely start utilizing the show for giving the unbiased truths the people needed to hear. It made him enemies, particularly those who do not want him to spread dissent. So he moved underground to continue his show through means of guerrilla radio.
Eventually, his actions caught the attention of several people, particularly those in the Autobot faction. Convinced that he can do greater good as an Autobot, the once staunchly neutral Blaster considered and then accepted, when he saw the tides of war going full throttle.
He was known as a rock n' roll viking of sorts, announcing his and his team's arrival with a very loud fanfare, to the chagrin of many. Even though he was effective as a communications expert and eventually officer, he would disappear somewhere towards the climax of the war. Rumors went from the mild like getting tired of the fighting and abandoning his post, to the extreme like getting eaten by Sharkticons.
… But eventually, Earth is where Blaster would be found, and his story to begin anew...
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
“Hey, hey, hey! Good moooorning, Cybertron! This is your devastatingly handsome- and trust me, that is a fact- host, Blaster!”
Blaster leaned back in his chair at the radio station, so far back as to tilt the chair. He fiddled with the buttons on the control, making sure his broadcast was live and steady.
“Now, I bet you have heard that I recently left my home of Polyhex to move to Iacon. Some of you may wonder why I did.” He leaned forward to the mike now. “Well, let me bring you up to speed- ha, pun- just in case you really are living under a rock somewhere. Or rather, if your local media been covering up the truth.”
“Iacon is hot right now. In fact, given the tension that is building, I say it is about ready to boil over. Things have not been looking good for us here. Energon is at its lowest in centuries and mechs are starving. Now, I know. I know what you are thinking. I am just sitting here, brewing up conspiracies, right? No way it sounds as bad as I am saying.”
“All I am asking, is to turn up your optical sensors higher and look around you. Things are visibly falling apart. Rumors of a group of mechs calling themselves the Decepticons are causing chaos. Something is coming upon us, but we don't have to stay idle. No matter our class, we are all Cybertronians. If you have extra fuel, look to help out your neighbors. Share what you got. We are all we have in a crisis, and the little things count. If you are one who thinks being stingy will save you in the long run, I am here to remind you that sooner rather than later, our source of fuel will just be gone. What's happening to the energon? Where did it go? These questions are ones you should be asking the higher ups, the one who govern us. So let's take a stand, let our voices be heard and our actions positive. ”
He smiles into the microphone before continuing. “And right now, that's all I have for you. Stay tuned and remember, we can save the world by saving others.”
Character Name: Blaster
Allegiance: Autobot
Appearance Description: A medium tall bot, he is mostly red in color with yellow accents and a black base protoform underneath the armor. As an armored truck, he's thickly built, as his armor is dense. His helm is red as well and has a pair of winged filials. He has a yellow visor that sits on top of his forehead and slides down on his optics when he activates their use.
Personality: Blaster has a bright and upbeat personality that is cordial and friendly. Usually considerate of others, he does, from time to time, get pushy about certain things. As Communications Officer, there is a rather forceful and commanding aspect to him, one that he is not comfortable using very often, but will step up to it if needed. He is fiercely loyal, to both those he calls his friends and his faction, even showing immense pride in the latter.
Blaster is the sorest of losers at times, even among his allies and fellow Autobots. He can be petty and spiteful when angry, even holding grudges, the length of time depending on how bad the offense was.
What's notable about him is how visible his emotions are. He loves hard and cares deeply. For Blaster, his emotions are all are nothing, hot when feeling passionate, cold when slighted.
Strengths + Weaknesses: Blaster's biggest strength is his charm, one that he uses both on and off the field. A pacifist for the most part, he prefers to out wit and negotiate his way out of things, only saving the actual fighting when it seems like he has no other choice. Even then, he is not the most trained of fighters, leaving Blaster to even resort to dirty tactics to win.
His biggest weakness is his extremely hot temper, one that on a good day looks like passion can on most other days be just a very fiery temper. His temper blinds him, if it is let loosely wild, causing those with a calmer mind and better planning to get to him or those he is trying to protect. He reacts to most things (sadness, fear, worry) with lashing out, only regretting the damage when it is far too late.
Something that is both a strength and weakness is how strong his emotions are. He goes with what he feels. Whether it is doing what is right, or just going with his instinct about something. Being a mech that goes with the flow of most things, so it rings true with his emotive expressions. It often can bring him into conflict with his superiors as he is quick to follow his at the moment desires.
Abilities: Blaster has an ability to amplify sound, as well as extremely good hearing that allows him to catch snippets of conversations from as far out as space. Weaponry: Blaster carries an electro-scramber, one that is designed to disrupt electro magnetic waves and makes any non shielded electronic (alive or not) go haywire. He also carries a standard issue shotgun, otherwise he is a weapon in his own right, with his speakers (that often blasts loud rock music) that can blow others away just by the force of sound.
History: Sparked in the city-state of Polyhex, the hub of communications and communication innovations for all of Cybertron, it just seems natural that Blaster would have a natural affinity for sound. Trained to be able to work with all kinds of sounds, he would gravitate towards the power and composition of music. His love for it would have him soon making his own and even developing his own radio show!
But the sweet harmonization of music wouldn't last too long, as the tides of war was beginning to loom over Cybertron. Corruption and starvation would bring the people's spirits down, and Blaster was noticing the effects. He soon turned his show into a rallying one instead, talking about fighting the good fight and making sure that the citizens of Cybertron would get the rights they deserved. His charisma and energetic spirit made him and his show very popular, leading him to wisely start utilizing the show for giving the unbiased truths the people needed to hear. It made him enemies, particularly those who do not want him to spread dissent. So he moved underground to continue his show through means of guerrilla radio.
Eventually, his actions caught the attention of several people, particularly those in the Autobot faction. Convinced that he can do greater good as an Autobot, the once staunchly neutral Blaster considered and then accepted, when he saw the tides of war going full throttle.
He was known as a rock n' roll viking of sorts, announcing his and his team's arrival with a very loud fanfare, to the chagrin of many. Even though he was effective as a communications expert and eventually officer, he would disappear somewhere towards the climax of the war. Rumors went from the mild like getting tired of the fighting and abandoning his post, to the extreme like getting eaten by Sharkticons.
… But eventually, Earth is where Blaster would be found, and his story to begin anew...
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
“Hey, hey, hey! Good moooorning, Cybertron! This is your devastatingly handsome- and trust me, that is a fact- host, Blaster!”
Blaster leaned back in his chair at the radio station, so far back as to tilt the chair. He fiddled with the buttons on the control, making sure his broadcast was live and steady.
“Now, I bet you have heard that I recently left my home of Polyhex to move to Iacon. Some of you may wonder why I did.” He leaned forward to the mike now. “Well, let me bring you up to speed- ha, pun- just in case you really are living under a rock somewhere. Or rather, if your local media been covering up the truth.”
“Iacon is hot right now. In fact, given the tension that is building, I say it is about ready to boil over. Things have not been looking good for us here. Energon is at its lowest in centuries and mechs are starving. Now, I know. I know what you are thinking. I am just sitting here, brewing up conspiracies, right? No way it sounds as bad as I am saying.”
“All I am asking, is to turn up your optical sensors higher and look around you. Things are visibly falling apart. Rumors of a group of mechs calling themselves the Decepticons are causing chaos. Something is coming upon us, but we don't have to stay idle. No matter our class, we are all Cybertronians. If you have extra fuel, look to help out your neighbors. Share what you got. We are all we have in a crisis, and the little things count. If you are one who thinks being stingy will save you in the long run, I am here to remind you that sooner rather than later, our source of fuel will just be gone. What's happening to the energon? Where did it go? These questions are ones you should be asking the higher ups, the one who govern us. So let's take a stand, let our voices be heard and our actions positive. ”
He smiles into the microphone before continuing. “And right now, that's all I have for you. Stay tuned and remember, we can save the world by saving others.”