Post by Deleted on May 30, 2017 6:07:53 GMT
Player Alias: readlliea
Character Name: Stitch Tech
Allegiance: neutral
Appearance Description:
(Art is by me.)
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Stitch Tech isn't a very tall bot, standing roughly at half the size of the average bot but he is still much taller than a mini-con. Although he has a very slim build and clearly not built for combat with it. At first glance, it's clear he is in need of repairs due to the scratches all over his body including the larger one around his left eye. His right eye holds the blue energon color to it yet his left one is black and as a result it is barely functional. A cord can be seen attached to the back of his head and the cord extends down his neck and into his back. One the right side of his face, he has a visor over his eye that can be retracted into the circular device on the side of his head. The one on the left is broken and no longer has the visor piece.
Stitch Tech's helmet consist if harvest gold and red, the lower half up to the round disks on his head is harvest gold while the upper portion is red. There is a rectangular spit in the front that carries the harvest gold color.His hands carry this dual color of red and harvest gold where each finger is either of these color. On his chin there are two oval shapes that are harvest gold.
Unlike other cybertronians, Stitch Tech wears a article of clothing. Clearly a creation of his due to all the various stitch markings and mix matched pieces of fabric put in to try and extend it's length. The entire length of his coat reaches just past his knees. The colors currently in this coat is black, mahogany, golden yellow, cream, white, and tan.
Personality:
Once, Stitch Tech was a more sociable bot who did have a quiet side but could still find humor now an then when with those he was close to. His curiosity has remained though his new demeanor is currently subduing it for the most part as he has taken on a more negative view on the world. Loneliness is taking a strong toll on him as he has lost a great deal of self worth and confidence along with feeling like he is useless. Due to his feelings of failing and his isolation, Stitch Tech is beginning to blame himself for the crash and having nightmares of the crew blaming him.
The best way to simply describe him is the man who becomes the lonely grump due to being isolated off with their own thoughts turning negative within their mind from all the past thing that happened and nothing to show them that they've done something in the positive light. With no one else to help tell him that there are good thing you can do, thing you can do right, Stitch Tech is becoming more of a shell than anything. Becoming trapped in a routine where he just wanders back and forth, trying to hide from the local life. The bot has nothing against humans and while he has taken on their concept of clothing to merely try to hide himself better, he doesn't wish to cause chaos by revealing himself to them. He doesn't see any other options; as he's unaware there are other bots on this world.
Strengths + Weaknesses:
Strengths-
1:If given a task, he will work on it until it is done even if he needs rest..
2:A strong curiosity that helped him to get away from the crash and survive this long.
3:His slender build makes it easier for him to squeeze into tight spaces and his shorter height helps him find better hiding places.
4:Has the habit to make logs of current thing at random.
Weaknesses-
1: The crash has left Stitch Tech badly damaged both mentally and physically. His left eye no longer functions and he suffers a great deal of memory loss. The damaged to his memory circuits is also irreversible due to not being able to get any treatment when it happened and by now, the damage is too old.
2:Due to the slim build and smaller size, he isn't suited for combat in the least.
3:The years of solitude have resulted in his self worth and confidence to downgrade greatly.
4: Doesn't have a alt mode nor any weapons.
Abilities:
His visor would've been used to magnify the smaller parts of a cybertronian's brain where the drills would go to edit the memories. Pretty much it's a magnifying class of sorts though it is currently useless as he can't recall any of his lessons.
Weaponry: n/a
History:
Truthfully, Stitch Tech is unable to remember much. The only pieces he recalls are being created during the war and running around on the autobot side with his creator. Other than that, his mind is a blank. Nothing he has learned from his creator is in his memory banks. Stitch Tech's creator was a mnemosurgeon, who had wanted someone young to pass their knowledge too. Sadly the war claimed their spark before they could even get past using finger-drills. The only thing he can fully remember is waking up in the crashed ship that he was on that escaped Cybertron; barely making it through the blockade. The crash had damaged the stasis pod he was in and in turn damaged both his left eye and memory banks.
Unable to save any of the autobots on the ship, he ventured out timidly. The world of Earth was a confusing one and thankfully he landed near a abandoned junkyard. After months of trying, he got a old computer to work and he learned about the world from it. Course he realized if he was seen by any of these 'human' creatures, he would cause panic but...how could he find a different place to hide without being seen? Having read about sewing and with plenty of fabric in the junkyard, he fashioned a coat for himself complete with a hood. For many years, he did his best to avoid beings seen by humans to avoid causing them panic; before leaving the ship he had done his best to bury it in garbage and dirt.
Currently, he is residing somewhere near the mountains where he is certain no humans can find him. Though the long loneliness is starting to affect his mind just as bad as the memory loss
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Stitch Tech's optics struggled to focus, the world around him was a static like blur without the sound. Finally his vision half adjusted as the young bot noticed that his left eye was hurting. A slim metallic hand was pressed gently against it and he pulled it away, a blue substance was on his fingers and a sigh left him. Energon....he was bleeding from his eye. Great, his eye was damaged and his first glance around the ship revealed nothing. Where had everyone gone?
“Warning. Systems failing,” the ship's computer voice repeated.
Getting up, Stitch Tech gave a sigh as he rushed to the computer. Perhaps he could try to save the others? Their status in stasis was displayed on screen though many weren't..online? Leaving the computer, he checked each pod individually. Bits of metal and glass stuck out of some of them, while others were twisted around or thrown out of the stasis pod due to the crash. There was one that remained in their pod intact without the glass broken. Squinting his eyes, he could barely recall the name on the holoscreen. Had they merely passed away before the crash? Did it matter honestly? He was alone here....alone. Not a single one survived the crash, how couldn't they? These were all either warriors or medics with other occupations, why did he live?!
Character Name: Stitch Tech
Allegiance: neutral
Appearance Description:
(Art is by me.)
pre12.deviantart.net/aade/th/pre/i/2017/151/1/7/bot_2_doodle_by_readlliea-dbb4r7o.jpg
Stitch Tech isn't a very tall bot, standing roughly at half the size of the average bot but he is still much taller than a mini-con. Although he has a very slim build and clearly not built for combat with it. At first glance, it's clear he is in need of repairs due to the scratches all over his body including the larger one around his left eye. His right eye holds the blue energon color to it yet his left one is black and as a result it is barely functional. A cord can be seen attached to the back of his head and the cord extends down his neck and into his back. One the right side of his face, he has a visor over his eye that can be retracted into the circular device on the side of his head. The one on the left is broken and no longer has the visor piece.
Stitch Tech's helmet consist if harvest gold and red, the lower half up to the round disks on his head is harvest gold while the upper portion is red. There is a rectangular spit in the front that carries the harvest gold color.His hands carry this dual color of red and harvest gold where each finger is either of these color. On his chin there are two oval shapes that are harvest gold.
Unlike other cybertronians, Stitch Tech wears a article of clothing. Clearly a creation of his due to all the various stitch markings and mix matched pieces of fabric put in to try and extend it's length. The entire length of his coat reaches just past his knees. The colors currently in this coat is black, mahogany, golden yellow, cream, white, and tan.
Personality:
Once, Stitch Tech was a more sociable bot who did have a quiet side but could still find humor now an then when with those he was close to. His curiosity has remained though his new demeanor is currently subduing it for the most part as he has taken on a more negative view on the world. Loneliness is taking a strong toll on him as he has lost a great deal of self worth and confidence along with feeling like he is useless. Due to his feelings of failing and his isolation, Stitch Tech is beginning to blame himself for the crash and having nightmares of the crew blaming him.
The best way to simply describe him is the man who becomes the lonely grump due to being isolated off with their own thoughts turning negative within their mind from all the past thing that happened and nothing to show them that they've done something in the positive light. With no one else to help tell him that there are good thing you can do, thing you can do right, Stitch Tech is becoming more of a shell than anything. Becoming trapped in a routine where he just wanders back and forth, trying to hide from the local life. The bot has nothing against humans and while he has taken on their concept of clothing to merely try to hide himself better, he doesn't wish to cause chaos by revealing himself to them. He doesn't see any other options; as he's unaware there are other bots on this world.
Strengths + Weaknesses:
Strengths-
1:If given a task, he will work on it until it is done even if he needs rest..
2:A strong curiosity that helped him to get away from the crash and survive this long.
3:His slender build makes it easier for him to squeeze into tight spaces and his shorter height helps him find better hiding places.
4:Has the habit to make logs of current thing at random.
Weaknesses-
1: The crash has left Stitch Tech badly damaged both mentally and physically. His left eye no longer functions and he suffers a great deal of memory loss. The damaged to his memory circuits is also irreversible due to not being able to get any treatment when it happened and by now, the damage is too old.
2:Due to the slim build and smaller size, he isn't suited for combat in the least.
3:The years of solitude have resulted in his self worth and confidence to downgrade greatly.
4: Doesn't have a alt mode nor any weapons.
Abilities:
His visor would've been used to magnify the smaller parts of a cybertronian's brain where the drills would go to edit the memories. Pretty much it's a magnifying class of sorts though it is currently useless as he can't recall any of his lessons.
Weaponry: n/a
History:
Truthfully, Stitch Tech is unable to remember much. The only pieces he recalls are being created during the war and running around on the autobot side with his creator. Other than that, his mind is a blank. Nothing he has learned from his creator is in his memory banks. Stitch Tech's creator was a mnemosurgeon, who had wanted someone young to pass their knowledge too. Sadly the war claimed their spark before they could even get past using finger-drills. The only thing he can fully remember is waking up in the crashed ship that he was on that escaped Cybertron; barely making it through the blockade. The crash had damaged the stasis pod he was in and in turn damaged both his left eye and memory banks.
Unable to save any of the autobots on the ship, he ventured out timidly. The world of Earth was a confusing one and thankfully he landed near a abandoned junkyard. After months of trying, he got a old computer to work and he learned about the world from it. Course he realized if he was seen by any of these 'human' creatures, he would cause panic but...how could he find a different place to hide without being seen? Having read about sewing and with plenty of fabric in the junkyard, he fashioned a coat for himself complete with a hood. For many years, he did his best to avoid beings seen by humans to avoid causing them panic; before leaving the ship he had done his best to bury it in garbage and dirt.
Currently, he is residing somewhere near the mountains where he is certain no humans can find him. Though the long loneliness is starting to affect his mind just as bad as the memory loss
Roleplay/Writing Sample:
Stitch Tech's optics struggled to focus, the world around him was a static like blur without the sound. Finally his vision half adjusted as the young bot noticed that his left eye was hurting. A slim metallic hand was pressed gently against it and he pulled it away, a blue substance was on his fingers and a sigh left him. Energon....he was bleeding from his eye. Great, his eye was damaged and his first glance around the ship revealed nothing. Where had everyone gone?
“Warning. Systems failing,” the ship's computer voice repeated.
Getting up, Stitch Tech gave a sigh as he rushed to the computer. Perhaps he could try to save the others? Their status in stasis was displayed on screen though many weren't..online? Leaving the computer, he checked each pod individually. Bits of metal and glass stuck out of some of them, while others were twisted around or thrown out of the stasis pod due to the crash. There was one that remained in their pod intact without the glass broken. Squinting his eyes, he could barely recall the name on the holoscreen. Had they merely passed away before the crash? Did it matter honestly? He was alone here....alone. Not a single one survived the crash, how couldn't they? These were all either warriors or medics with other occupations, why did he live?!