Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2016 23:48:28 GMT
Player Alias: Novaflameocc
Character Name: Novaflame
Allegiance: Neutral
Appearance Description: Novaflame is tall, reaching measurements of 38.8 feet tall, he has black armor with flame patterns, his wings are black with flame patterns and neutral insignia on the back, blue streaks and seeker insignia on the front. He has blue optics, clawed servos and peds and a handsome face. He is slender while at the same time well corded/muscled and quite strong and athletic.
Personality: Novaflame is a tender sparked Seeker who is has a sad past, he is very caring for his friends. He is very romantic and gender matters not, love is love to him. Novaflame absolutely adores sparklings, and is thus very protective of them if they were ever in danger. Novaflame will do anything to help a friend, even if he doesn't receive anything in return, the kind deed is reward enough for him. Novaflame is a very skilled warrior and is as skilled in the air as he is on the ground, his mastery of the sword and firearm is incredible.
He also has an affinity for incendiary weapons, as he can take advantage of his pyrokynetic powers with any weapon that causes fire. Novaflame often enjoys relaxing with his companions and friends, and one day wishes to find the perfect mech or femme to settle down with and have a sparkling with. He has desired a family for a long, long time and has had a yearning for a special someone to finally share his spark with. Novaflame often enjoys taking long flight sessions to clear his mind of his inner turmoil, as he can think clearly when he is performing high speed aerobatics at high altitudes. Novaflame values all life above all things, he is a very kind and compassionate mech and does not like watching another living thing suffer.
Heat resistance:Novaflame can resist high temperatures to a certain temperature before he suffers heat damage.
high flying speed:Novaflame can fly fairly fast.
Weakness to cold:Novaflame is incredibly cold sensitive, after a certain degree of subzero temperatures, he becomes sluggish, his wings begin to hurt, and he is generally miserable.
Abilities: Novaflame's abilities are Pyrokynesis and Ultrasonic flight speeds
Weaponry: Flame throwers, Plasma gattling gun, plasma cannon in both arms (not unlike the ones starscream has), incendiary grenades, flame brand swords (two of them)
History: Novaflame, also known as the Vosnian flame, was once the leader of the Flames of Glory Trine, he was well loved by his trine brothers, Plasmafire and Scorched Skies, his creators, Moonflash and Starflame, and his friends. One faithful day while on patrol on the outskirts of Vos, Novaflame received a comlink transmission stating Tarn had just attacked Vos and that he and his unit were to be recalled to help defend the desperate city before the Tarnians destroy everything. He and his unit transformed and made haste to reach Vos before the enemy totally destroys their beloved homeland, hoping beyond hope that his brothers, who were on patrol in the city at the time, and his creators and his younger siblings were all safe. Plasmafire and Scorched Skies he knew could handle themselves, or so he hoped, but his creator and carrier would be hard pressed to defend their younger offspring, including more than a couple who are still only sparklings.
Novaflame and his unit arrived in time to take care of a few Tarnian warriors who were harrying Plasmafire and Scorched Skies. No sooner did Novaflame slay the last of the group, the Tarnian captain arrives and blindsides Plasmafire, slicing him deeply through one of his air filters. Then he stabs Scorched Skies through the fuel tank, causing excruciating pain to shoot through his body. The sight of this made Novaflame's normally blue eyes flare crimson, indicating he was about to utilize his flamethrower and then manipulate the flames to inflict maximum damage, while minimizing fuel consumption on his weapons fuel tanks. Within moments, the enemy captain was engulfed in flames. Novaflame then drew his twin flame brands, Vulcanos and Pyros, and began to slice the now flame softened captain apart. within moments, the fight was over and Novaflame was able to assess his brothers health, they were not doing too good, Plasmafire's breathing was labored and energon was bubbling in his air intake, as his air filter was filling with energon from the sword wound. Scorched Skies' abdomen was bleeding and leaking fuel, he was whimpering in agony and begged Novaflame to help him and his brother, or to at least end their suffering.
Novaflame ordered one of his men to help him carry his brothers to the Flames of Glory HQ, he carried Plasmafire while his squad mate took Scorched Skies. Halfway there, a Tarnian spotted Novaflame and his squad mate carrying two wounded seekers. He lobbed a grenade in their direction, knowing they would not be able to throw it back without putting down their wounded charges, and by that point, the grenade would have gone off and taken them out. The grenade goes off and injures Novaflame, while killing his squad mate, his wounded brothers still lived, but were now suffering more serious wounds. Novaflame was badly hurt, and can no longer carry his brother, he crawls over between his brothers and pulls both close, so that he can sooth and comfort his brothers as they died. He had long ago vowed that if brothers fell in battle, he would remain there for them to the bitter end.
A half a megaklik later, Plasmafire's breathing and spark beat were slowing and his optics were flickering before he finally went offline, and Scorched Skies was suffering horribly from his wounded fuel tank. Scorched Skies was crying in excruciating pain, and Novaflame could only lay there and hold him close in hopes he could at least sooth his pain as he died. A few kliks later, Scorched Skies spat up energon and went offline, leaving Novaflame alone, cold, and in pain from the embedded shrapnel in his body. He knew his legs were damaged and he could not walk to save his life, and transforming would be an agonizing ordeal, he would not be able to get to safety. He heard a familiar set of voices, it was his creators and his other brothers, Novaflame screamed at them to get to the shelters, it is not safe for them out here. No sooner that he did so, they tripped a laser sensor and a bomb went off next to them, offlining everyone in his family. He knew now he was truly alone, all of his loved ones, gone,
all the way to the youngest sparkling. Novaflame wept for what seemed to be megakliks when some Autobots showed up, a bunch of wreckers and a medic, the medic took care of Novaflame after requesting the offlined to be taken from here to be given a proper burial.
While at the Autobot base, the medic had taken care of his wounds, and eventually his emotional hurts as well, helping him overcome his night terrors and the dis-trustfulness. Eventually, the medic and brought Novaflame out of his shell and his true nature shined through. He was very grateful to be alive and he had this kindly medic to thank, even if the medic seemed gruff and grumpy at times, deep down inside, he had a soft spark. After a while, he departed, stating that while he was thankful for the kindness that was shown to him, he could not bring himself to join the Autobots as he had his own, personal reasons, he would not join the Decepticons for the same reasons. He just simply did not wish to pick a side, he had friends on both sides and it would not be very becoming of him to betray any of his friends by picking a side.
The war raged and raged and eventually it became evident that if it kept up, Cybertron may become a dead planet, leaving everybody with nothing left. So he left to search for a safe refuge to ride everything out, and hope that an old prophecy he had been raised on would come to pass and that perhaps this if this war is in deed the one that destroys the world, that perhaps it would someday be restored and he would one day return.
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Many years ago, before decepticons came and sought to take the energon from earth for their own perposes, Novaflame had come to settle here, this is how he came to take up residence here.
Upon entering the Solaris starsystem Novaflame detected an unknown ship whom he hailed to at least try to determine its intentions, within minutes, not only did the pilot not reply back, he went on the attack, indicating this was a hostile, then he noticed the decepticon insigina on the ship.
Ah slag! I have no time for this.
Novaflame made a valiant effort to defend his ship and make a break for the third planet from the sun, as he detected energon, and he suspected that this is why that decepticon was here, he felt he had no choice but to destroy the ship that threatened his own, and prevent Megatron from finding out the planet.
Very well then, you have given me little choice but to slag you pal, I made it clear I wanted no trouble from you, but since you insisted, then I have little choice but to offline you.
Novaflame finally engaged the hostile ship, using all of his skills to keep him from hitting his engines, as the shielding is thinnest due to damage to it due to being bumped and knocked around in the astroid belt. Nova managed to destroy the ship, but not before the hostile managed to score a direct hit on his thrusters.
Ah slag it! I am going down!
Nova cried out as his ship, his pride and joy, was about to make a bumpy landing from which it will not be taking off again anytime soon. Novaflame performed some minute adjustments to his trajectory before bracing himself for impact. As luck would have it, he found himself in a rather pretty spot in a forest, the prow of his ship was broken off but came to rest at the enterance of a forest cave, and his portable energon detector was going nuts, he realized that he had rammed his ship into a prime spot to set up his base camp, his ship was damaged beyond flight, but he was happy to know that his ships systems were still functional, he set up a hologram to make his ship look like a mound of fallen trees that way any local sentiants don't get any ideas of snooping around. he hummed happily to himself as he worked to secure ship against hostile cybertronians who may try to bully him for his supply of energon.
Well that's incredibly lucky of me, I don't think I could have crashed into a better spot than this, Thank you primus for guiding my ship to this wonderfully secluded and remote spot and ramming it into a lovely cave jam packed with wonderful energon.
As Novaflame got everything cleaned up inside, put all the supplies back into their compartments, and took inventory of what was broken, what can be fixed and what was undamanged, he noticed that all of of his most prized trinkets and keepsakes were intact. By the time the sun went down, he was ready and had enough Energon to refuel before setting off to recharge.
Character Name: Novaflame
Allegiance: Neutral
Appearance Description: Novaflame is tall, reaching measurements of 38.8 feet tall, he has black armor with flame patterns, his wings are black with flame patterns and neutral insignia on the back, blue streaks and seeker insignia on the front. He has blue optics, clawed servos and peds and a handsome face. He is slender while at the same time well corded/muscled and quite strong and athletic.
Personality: Novaflame is a tender sparked Seeker who is has a sad past, he is very caring for his friends. He is very romantic and gender matters not, love is love to him. Novaflame absolutely adores sparklings, and is thus very protective of them if they were ever in danger. Novaflame will do anything to help a friend, even if he doesn't receive anything in return, the kind deed is reward enough for him. Novaflame is a very skilled warrior and is as skilled in the air as he is on the ground, his mastery of the sword and firearm is incredible.
He also has an affinity for incendiary weapons, as he can take advantage of his pyrokynetic powers with any weapon that causes fire. Novaflame often enjoys relaxing with his companions and friends, and one day wishes to find the perfect mech or femme to settle down with and have a sparkling with. He has desired a family for a long, long time and has had a yearning for a special someone to finally share his spark with. Novaflame often enjoys taking long flight sessions to clear his mind of his inner turmoil, as he can think clearly when he is performing high speed aerobatics at high altitudes. Novaflame values all life above all things, he is a very kind and compassionate mech and does not like watching another living thing suffer.
Heat resistance:Novaflame can resist high temperatures to a certain temperature before he suffers heat damage.
high flying speed:Novaflame can fly fairly fast.
Weakness to cold:Novaflame is incredibly cold sensitive, after a certain degree of subzero temperatures, he becomes sluggish, his wings begin to hurt, and he is generally miserable.
Abilities: Novaflame's abilities are Pyrokynesis and Ultrasonic flight speeds
Weaponry: Flame throwers, Plasma gattling gun, plasma cannon in both arms (not unlike the ones starscream has), incendiary grenades, flame brand swords (two of them)
History: Novaflame, also known as the Vosnian flame, was once the leader of the Flames of Glory Trine, he was well loved by his trine brothers, Plasmafire and Scorched Skies, his creators, Moonflash and Starflame, and his friends. One faithful day while on patrol on the outskirts of Vos, Novaflame received a comlink transmission stating Tarn had just attacked Vos and that he and his unit were to be recalled to help defend the desperate city before the Tarnians destroy everything. He and his unit transformed and made haste to reach Vos before the enemy totally destroys their beloved homeland, hoping beyond hope that his brothers, who were on patrol in the city at the time, and his creators and his younger siblings were all safe. Plasmafire and Scorched Skies he knew could handle themselves, or so he hoped, but his creator and carrier would be hard pressed to defend their younger offspring, including more than a couple who are still only sparklings.
Novaflame and his unit arrived in time to take care of a few Tarnian warriors who were harrying Plasmafire and Scorched Skies. No sooner did Novaflame slay the last of the group, the Tarnian captain arrives and blindsides Plasmafire, slicing him deeply through one of his air filters. Then he stabs Scorched Skies through the fuel tank, causing excruciating pain to shoot through his body. The sight of this made Novaflame's normally blue eyes flare crimson, indicating he was about to utilize his flamethrower and then manipulate the flames to inflict maximum damage, while minimizing fuel consumption on his weapons fuel tanks. Within moments, the enemy captain was engulfed in flames. Novaflame then drew his twin flame brands, Vulcanos and Pyros, and began to slice the now flame softened captain apart. within moments, the fight was over and Novaflame was able to assess his brothers health, they were not doing too good, Plasmafire's breathing was labored and energon was bubbling in his air intake, as his air filter was filling with energon from the sword wound. Scorched Skies' abdomen was bleeding and leaking fuel, he was whimpering in agony and begged Novaflame to help him and his brother, or to at least end their suffering.
Novaflame ordered one of his men to help him carry his brothers to the Flames of Glory HQ, he carried Plasmafire while his squad mate took Scorched Skies. Halfway there, a Tarnian spotted Novaflame and his squad mate carrying two wounded seekers. He lobbed a grenade in their direction, knowing they would not be able to throw it back without putting down their wounded charges, and by that point, the grenade would have gone off and taken them out. The grenade goes off and injures Novaflame, while killing his squad mate, his wounded brothers still lived, but were now suffering more serious wounds. Novaflame was badly hurt, and can no longer carry his brother, he crawls over between his brothers and pulls both close, so that he can sooth and comfort his brothers as they died. He had long ago vowed that if brothers fell in battle, he would remain there for them to the bitter end.
A half a megaklik later, Plasmafire's breathing and spark beat were slowing and his optics were flickering before he finally went offline, and Scorched Skies was suffering horribly from his wounded fuel tank. Scorched Skies was crying in excruciating pain, and Novaflame could only lay there and hold him close in hopes he could at least sooth his pain as he died. A few kliks later, Scorched Skies spat up energon and went offline, leaving Novaflame alone, cold, and in pain from the embedded shrapnel in his body. He knew his legs were damaged and he could not walk to save his life, and transforming would be an agonizing ordeal, he would not be able to get to safety. He heard a familiar set of voices, it was his creators and his other brothers, Novaflame screamed at them to get to the shelters, it is not safe for them out here. No sooner that he did so, they tripped a laser sensor and a bomb went off next to them, offlining everyone in his family. He knew now he was truly alone, all of his loved ones, gone,
all the way to the youngest sparkling. Novaflame wept for what seemed to be megakliks when some Autobots showed up, a bunch of wreckers and a medic, the medic took care of Novaflame after requesting the offlined to be taken from here to be given a proper burial.
While at the Autobot base, the medic had taken care of his wounds, and eventually his emotional hurts as well, helping him overcome his night terrors and the dis-trustfulness. Eventually, the medic and brought Novaflame out of his shell and his true nature shined through. He was very grateful to be alive and he had this kindly medic to thank, even if the medic seemed gruff and grumpy at times, deep down inside, he had a soft spark. After a while, he departed, stating that while he was thankful for the kindness that was shown to him, he could not bring himself to join the Autobots as he had his own, personal reasons, he would not join the Decepticons for the same reasons. He just simply did not wish to pick a side, he had friends on both sides and it would not be very becoming of him to betray any of his friends by picking a side.
The war raged and raged and eventually it became evident that if it kept up, Cybertron may become a dead planet, leaving everybody with nothing left. So he left to search for a safe refuge to ride everything out, and hope that an old prophecy he had been raised on would come to pass and that perhaps this if this war is in deed the one that destroys the world, that perhaps it would someday be restored and he would one day return.
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Many years ago, before decepticons came and sought to take the energon from earth for their own perposes, Novaflame had come to settle here, this is how he came to take up residence here.
Upon entering the Solaris starsystem Novaflame detected an unknown ship whom he hailed to at least try to determine its intentions, within minutes, not only did the pilot not reply back, he went on the attack, indicating this was a hostile, then he noticed the decepticon insigina on the ship.
Ah slag! I have no time for this.
Novaflame made a valiant effort to defend his ship and make a break for the third planet from the sun, as he detected energon, and he suspected that this is why that decepticon was here, he felt he had no choice but to destroy the ship that threatened his own, and prevent Megatron from finding out the planet.
Very well then, you have given me little choice but to slag you pal, I made it clear I wanted no trouble from you, but since you insisted, then I have little choice but to offline you.
Novaflame finally engaged the hostile ship, using all of his skills to keep him from hitting his engines, as the shielding is thinnest due to damage to it due to being bumped and knocked around in the astroid belt. Nova managed to destroy the ship, but not before the hostile managed to score a direct hit on his thrusters.
Ah slag it! I am going down!
Nova cried out as his ship, his pride and joy, was about to make a bumpy landing from which it will not be taking off again anytime soon. Novaflame performed some minute adjustments to his trajectory before bracing himself for impact. As luck would have it, he found himself in a rather pretty spot in a forest, the prow of his ship was broken off but came to rest at the enterance of a forest cave, and his portable energon detector was going nuts, he realized that he had rammed his ship into a prime spot to set up his base camp, his ship was damaged beyond flight, but he was happy to know that his ships systems were still functional, he set up a hologram to make his ship look like a mound of fallen trees that way any local sentiants don't get any ideas of snooping around. he hummed happily to himself as he worked to secure ship against hostile cybertronians who may try to bully him for his supply of energon.
Well that's incredibly lucky of me, I don't think I could have crashed into a better spot than this, Thank you primus for guiding my ship to this wonderfully secluded and remote spot and ramming it into a lovely cave jam packed with wonderful energon.
As Novaflame got everything cleaned up inside, put all the supplies back into their compartments, and took inventory of what was broken, what can be fixed and what was undamanged, he noticed that all of of his most prized trinkets and keepsakes were intact. By the time the sun went down, he was ready and had enough Energon to refuel before setting off to recharge.