ALTERNATE MODE:A SILVER, RED TWIN CANNON CYBERTRONIAN TANK
HEIGHT:15 FT/4.6 METERS
QUOTE:"Fear is just a four letter word"
BIO:Brigade came online at the end of the great wars. He took a great joy in studying the tactics and battles of the war between the Autobots and Decepticons. Learning, always knowing that war would come again. When the Autobos where upgraded, Brigade chose to keep his Autobot form as a tribute to his ancestor Autobots. However, since Autobots have higher fuel costs, Brigade has been working on fuel saving systems, even though his specialty is in weapons. Even when peace was declared through out the universe, Brigade wished to learn and study weaponry. Under the tutelage of Ram-Rod, who taught at the Autobot Military Academy, Brigade mastered bomb disarming and weapon study's. He passed his time by taking apart ancient weaponry, seeing how they worked. This is how he created the Dol Laser Blaster. A high density energy pulse blast that packs a hell of a punch for a small gun. Always looking for an adventure to try out his weapon systems, Brigade can sometimes get in over his head, But at the end of the day, ether luck or skill gets him through the day still intact.
WEAPONS/ABILITIES:Brigade is a rolling weapon, in more ways then one. First his side arm is his Dol Laser Blaster. A favorite weapon of his because it was his first creation. It can fire a high density Laser bursts that can burn through most kinds of metal and uses very little ammo. He also carries an C-Class sub machine gun he uses when dealing with multiple foes. And his last resort shoulder mounted pulse blaster cannons which are MUCH more powerful, but are less fuel efficient. In vehicle mode he has both pulse cannons, but Brigade has a 3rd cannon. His vehicle mode was modified to include a Dol Laser Blaster, his all purpose weapon of choice. Out side of weapons, Brigade has incredible strength. He can lift up to 30 tons with ease and has armor thick enough to withstand a lot of punishment before falling. Brigade is also adept with bombs. He learned over the years how to disarm high powered bombs of nearly all classes and caliber. He does have a tough time with newer bomb creations. Brigade is not the stereotypical big guy. He has the brains to repair, build, and modify weaponry. Brigade carries a tool kit on his person to do battlefield weapon repair or sabotage, or if necessary, bomb disarming.
WEAKNESSES:Brigade is incredibly slow. His size and lack of speed make him an easy target. Because he is a later model of transformers, repair parts are harder to come by. And repairing him takes much more time and effort then a maximal. Add this to Brigades higher fuel cost then some of his comrades, and he can be a pain in the but to maintain. Brigade can be his own worst enemy at times. If he doesn't put a weapon together properly, it can detonate on the battle field
SAMPLE POST: Brigade rumbled along on the surface of this stark and barren section of the planet. Trying to maneuver around the remains of fallen creatures. The landscape was otherwise stark. Brigade made a point of turning back to his downed cruiser. The ships computer (or rather what wasn't stolen or destroyed) knew where he was, but for whatever reason, the files where locked. Brigade transformed and took another look at his downed ship. He was amazed that he walked away damaged, but not terribly. Brigade tried to fiddle with what was left of his control panel, trying to see if he could get in contact with any one. But Brigade wasn't a technical whiz. He could mess around with his weaponry but long range communications where....tricky. Brigade pulled out his tool kit to see if he could fix it.
"Times like this i wish Preceptor was around. I could put up with his yammering if it would get this panel fixed."
After several moments of frustration Brigade managed to get it working on some level. He figured he could get an S.O.S out to someone in the immediate area of this planet, but seeing as how these where the beings who shot him down, they probably won't be happy to see he survived. Frustrated, he kicked the ship and growled. Brigade sat down in the cockpit chair and tilted his head back trying to figure out how he got to this.
Brigade flashed back to a few hours earlier, he was drifting along off course of his normal patrol route. Half paying attention to where he was going or what he was doing, Brigade found he was not in his normal route. Brigade set the auto pilot as he focused his attention on where he was and how to get back to familiar space. Finding a large planet, he decided to go in for a closer investigation. Maybe some one on the planet could help him out, Brigade thought to himself. Before he knew it, he was shot at. The resulting explosion rattled his ship and he fell towards the planet. Unable to pull up from the planets gravity, brigade focused the last of his ships powers on trying to crash land...in a good way. The type of crash you can walk away from. Finally, the ship slamed into the ground with a loud and terrible sound. Brigade was knocked out upon impact.
Brigade awoke a short time later to see his ship was junked, and somebody had paid him a visit, And robed him of the unbroken parts of his ship, and quite possibly parts that were broken. Not even caring to see if he ok. Brigade stood up and checked under his seat. His weaponry was still there. This was clearly a hostile planet, and he had better be ready for a fight. Brigade snapped out of his daydreaming to the sound of static on his radio. He heard what sounded like a language. Someone knew where he was. The problem was Brigade wasn't sure if it was a friend or foe...