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And Unicron did say to Megatron, "Tnen it pleases me to be the first"...

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Name: Foresight
Species: Sigman
Allegience: Gor
Alt. Mode: Red skimmer
Height: 24.5' / 7.5 m
Function: High Priestess
Quote:"To live, work, and die. It is the life of a slave, but it is a life we will fullfill to the best of our abilities."

Strength: 4
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 9
Endurance: 6
Rank: --
Courage: 9
Firepower: 0
Skill: 4

Bio: If ever loyalty to the Gor had a shape or name, Foresight would be it. Her sole purpose in life is to spread the harsh teachings of the Gor and to keep the Sigman masses' morale up, so to speak. Not only does she preach of the Gor's threats and ways to keep the glorious gods appeased, but she also does it to keep her people safe. She has a loving passion for her fellow Sigman and does not want even one to fall prey to the Gor, so she keeps them motivated to work and to obey by striking the fear the Gor crave into their sparks. Anything to keep them safe.

Though she came from a long line of priests and priestesses, Foresight has a hidden "tomboy" streak in her. She doesn't sit at her home and indulge in its higher-than-average luxury. She goes out to the lower levels and aids the civilians in their daily work of mining and building. Though not built for such tasks, she believes it would help their morale in the poverty-stricken conditions and also gives her something to do while not preaching. Her temper is a rather short one, however. She does not stand for anyone who speaks out against her gods, out of fear that the shape-shifters would hear and punish the heathens and anyone in the area. Rarely does she get physical about anything, as the need to punish a traitor has only arisen once or twice in her entire existence, but she can be pushed to that limit.

If everything about her was obsolete, the one thing she can do is adapt to a situation with relative ease. Whether it be acting against a rowdy Sigman, taking a command from her gods, or responding to a mining distaster, Foresight has a natural "leader's ability". Her fighting isn't that great, but she can deal it out when need be, which thankfully isn't common at all. Sometimes it pays to be a light-weight, unexpectant individual of religion.

Weapons/Abilities: No weapons what-so-ever are found on this priestess. Even her melee fighting skills are somewhat on the non-lethal side. Abilities consist of a sound amp system in her throat to amplify her voice while preaching and a small jetpack to elevate her over a crowd or onto a high rise to get the masses' attention. For the most dire of emergencies, like a trouble-maker or malfuctioning equipment, she has two small EMPs built into her hands for a quick shock into shutdown.

Weaknesses: It's pretty obvious that Foresight's greatest weakness would be her undying loyalty to the Gor. She has no tolerance for heathens that speak out against her gods. Her temper, although tried and controlled, can get the better of her at times. Aside from the Gor, she has a passion for loving her people, and won't tolerate infighting at all.
Physically, Foresight is not made for combat, nor is her mindset. Although she can adapt to situations quite smoothly, she still does not have the combat experience to be a real threat.

Sample Post:

This atmosphere always seemed to depress the priestess, but one could not deny that it was her home, and she loved every square inch of it. While not as sanitary as her own higher-level home, it held the very beat of life for the Sigman race. A beat so strong, yet so oppressed by those who roamed above. Shards of metal and debris filled the tiny streets, rusted buildings threatening to fall on the makeshift pillars that supported their unbelievable weight. While most workers were high above constructing the monuments and skyscrapers for the Gor, the rest were here, living out their lives the best way they could.

Her appearance here was still a shock to the locals. Unlike her previous, sadly deceased, teacher and High Priest, she took joy in walking the streets and conversing with the locals. Her sermons were not always held on vid screens all over the planet, but mostly in live lectures amidst the people themselves. While her chassis would be dirty and pock-marked by the day's end, she couldn't care less. She always felt she accomplished something for her dear gods every day, and to keep her people safe from their terrible wrath.

Still, her body was kept clean for sanity's sake, shined its best in scarlet blazes with four circles upon her left shoulder: the top two colored an even deeper, more sinister red while the bottom two were a smoldering, coldfire blue. The wrath and intelligence of the Gor. Such cleanliness earned her stares of awe and jealousy, but nothing could be helped. If they wanted a life such as hers, they had better work harder for their rewards. It was a harsh fact, but a true one nonetheless.

Foresight had come upon the old mines of long ago, stripped of all its Nucleon deposits and other precious elements, barred from the public for safety reasons. She gazed at the gaping entrances with a hidden intelligence in such clear sapphire optics, wondering just what went on here ages ago, before her spark was even formed. Had it claimed any lives? Had it fed the Gor well? Had it served its purpose to its fullest before proverbially dieing in a silent abyss? Only the deepest of its tunnels would hold any secrets, but no one, not even she, was brave enough to enter its dark recesses.

A sigh escaped her lips before tearing her gaze from it, turning to a ragged group of Sigman that looked long-passed their useful days. Their paint was worn, limbs creaky, and their optics seemed so depleted of life to the point that they resembled the living dead. Smiling kindly to them, Foresight went to talk to them, to motivate them, to urge them to show that they were useful. They had to be useful.

Whoever forbid if they really had lost their usefullness to the merciless Gor.

A fitting first character for the game, since it's so dang...awesome! Approved, rank 10. (The Gor, Sigmans, and Alliance members all have their own independent rank ladders.)

NAME: Neva
SPECIES: Cybertronian
ALLEGIANCE: Autobot(Jazz)
ALTERNATE MODE: 1998 Forest Green, Sports up, Pontiac Trans Am
HEIGHT:Up to Jazz's Shoulder (Don't ask me what the measurement is).
FUNCTION: Speed Hacker
QUOTE: "Hello boys, are we ready to play with the Speed Demon from the depths of Darkness?"

STRENGTH: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 8
SPEED: 9
ENDURANCE: 5
RANK: (?)
COURAGE: 10
FIREPOWER: 6
SKILL: 9

BIO:
Neva's former life on Cybertron before the great war, was that of a mercenary for hire. Hacking into computer systems and getting any information she was hired to get. She was so good at her job, that she was known as the Speed Demon, cause you couldn't catch her once she got into the system, nor could you get her on foot, or so that was believed till Jazz proved that theory wrong.
She ended up joining the Autobots for her personal reasons, being the reason to be with Jazz, which was to shortly lived and she was killed off by Shockwave. Time passed and she returned back, with a new body to continue the fight along side her spark-mate and ever faithful to him, however questionable to the rest of the Autobots. It is said, that if it wasn't for Jazz she would have either been cast out or tossed in the brig for the rest of her existence.

Neva has a strong willed nature and that only Jazz can control. Anyone else who tries to command her, or tie her down will either get punched in the face, or get the human expression, "the door slammed in your face". Neva is, however many say, "She isn't trustworthy, nor loyal. She just tends to go off and do her own thing".
Free-spirited she hates to be caged down to everyone's whims, and even when Jazz's Barks, she sometimes barks right back to only bow out later on.
It is said at times she is Jazz's pet, in return to someone saying this around her, has found themselves slammed to the floor and her hovering over them like a raged bull.
To only hear others later on say, "That is our Neva."

WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
Neva carries on her a small energy dagger which she keeps in her leg compartment, 2 customized hand guns, that remarks similar to a human's Uzi, and with the same fire rate as one, only useing energy based electrical bullets. It can continue to fire for at least 30 seconds before it has to recharge, which it takes 2 seconds to do this.
Neva also is equipped with sensors in her visor to understand distance ratio from herself and an enemy, along with picking up energy signatures of several types, and to also pick up heat signatures. Her visor also can be hooked up to a computer to do mental hacking, however, she prefers to hack with her hands over her brain, because it leaves her less vulnerable, but however, she will do such, if she knows that she is safe, and nothing can sneak up on her.

WEAKNESSES:
Neva's weaknesses come in several forms, one her loyalty to Jazz is extremely high. Not just because he is her spark-mate, but also due to the fact she has full trust in him, and in reality, only trusts him. However the bond between one another is also very strong, and if anything happens to one, it reflects on the other, so this in itself is a weakness in its own, and sometimes very distracting for Neva. Even though she has trained herself to ignore most of it.
Her other weakness is due to part of her personality. Her lack of trust in others and a tendency to do it her way, can cause a lot of grief for others, and perhaps get herself into sticky situations.
Neva's other down side is her own hacking, if she plugs into a system via visor, she becomes very vulnerable to any type of attack, for when in this mode, she is very unaware of her surroundings, and if harmed outside when she is in the mode, and yanked out to quickly, can cause her to either black out, go into or coma, or something far worse, internal computing damage. So this trick of hers, she tries to stay away from at all times, if possible.

SAMPLE POST:
While the others tried to get an understanding of the crash, Neva sat on a rock and looked into the distance. Tapping the side of her plate, she was reminded how much she hated dirt, rocks, and well, dirt. Her reasons were simple. Her alt mode was a sports car, sports car do not do well on rough areas, secondly, she hated dirt. Dirt could get stuck on the windows, get into small cracks in the armor, cause gear problems, cause her visor to malfunction, get stuck in her flirts causing her to cough. Oh yea, she really hated dirt, and thirdly, she hated rocks, but not as much has dirt. Rocks caused her tires problems, her tires were designed for roads, tarmac, not rocks and dirt. They caused bumps in the ground, and thus could damage her body work, or get swung up and crash into her windshield, and far worse, the small ones would get stuck in servos, and she have to dig them out, or try to crush them.
She couldn't help but her a faint voice in the back of her mind telling her to stop complaining, get over here and help. As she continued to picker mentally, that voice got louder, and then it was like a chamber of echo of now a very fierce, "Shut up! Get over here! Help me out!"

Neva jumped over to her feet and ran over to the location the mental voice came from, which was her spark-mate Jazz. She did what she could, which was checking creates, making sure they had curtain supplies, how much energon they had left, what materials they could use to build a small hut, and etc.
While she work, her mind would go back to the environment around her, to her that small voice in her mind again telling her to chill or he would make her. Which then cause her to wonder how he planned to do such an act, unless it was he would tie her up, but, thus, what would he tie her too, and what would he use? Then a bigger question was, would he ever take a rock and slam it over her head. Doubtful, and the first one seemed more in his nature, however, it wouldn't stop her questioning of his methods.
As she continued to ponder on this, she glanced over at Jazz and spoke up, "Hun, would you stop snickering, you startin' to worry me.. a little.. ya know?"

And with this character, you are now officially in the game, Moderator Neva!

NAME: Nocturn (General to the Gor and Sigman)
SPECIES: Gor
ALLEGIANCE: Gor
ALTERNATE MODE: Nocturn has two forms -
1) To Cybertronians: Cybertronian form that's alternate is some type of futuristic jeep model with a gun torrent on the back.
2) To Sigmans: A Large type of mech with clawed metallic hands, pointed horns, and heavy armor with spikes around his feet.
HEIGHT: 27' / 7 (all forms mimic the pretty much same height ratio)
FUNCTION: Gor General
QUOTE: "Learn. Observe. Deceive. Rule.. but never be foolish to think you have fully won."

STRENGTH: 8
INTELLIGENCE: 8
SPEED: 7
ENDURANCE: 7
RANK: 9
COURAGE: 10
FIREPOWER: 9
SKILL: 7

BIO:
Nocturn is the General for the Gor race, and is not such just for his strength, but because he is not easy to be defeated. Nocturn never assumes he has won anything to he is fully sure that everything is clear. Even with the race they have conquered on this planet, he isn't even sure if they have truly won or just in an illusion of winning.
He also carries out typically two plans. The one with the rest of the Gor, and one on his own. Not that it is to deceive his own race, but because sometimes things are easier to carry out when he works alone, such as learning about this new race that has crashed and try to befriend them. In such, this has to be done under high stealth, and he rather have no interference in it.
Nocturn is also very loyal to their leader and loyal to the Gor, and in some regards, he has respect for the Sigman, even if they are their slaves.

Nocturn however in all this has his more interesting moments. He can be down right cruel, uncaring, deceiving, and ruthless, but on the other side of the coin, he can also be caring, understanding, and kind. To him, the kinder parts are a weakness that is kept in check, even though sometimes showing itself more so when he is alone.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
Nocturn is the master of Shape shifting between his natural form, and his two either forms, even though he has a slight love for the Sigman form. He can shift between shapes with very much ease.
As for the weapons, he tends to carry on him what is needed for his Sigman form, a energy bond whip and two blades on the back side of the metallic form.
As for the Cybertronians, he keeps his whip at bay, but uses the same swords, only changing there their structure slightly so they do not look the same(Gotta love Nanos)

WEAKNESSES:
Nocturn has a hate for light, thus his name. Being in the caves, he is very sensitive to it, so he tries his hardest to never really show up on the land during the day time, but only at night.
Nocturn's weakness at the moment however is something he is aware of, outside of his minor emotion for caring and all, it is that he is doing the work another Gor should be doing. Looking into the Cybertronians. He does this however for a reason he calls, "I only trust myself with this work. If I fail, then I will take the blame for it, not the solider." Which can either be seen as him being to caring, a good general, or just down right selfish, maybe perhaps bored?

SAMPLE POST:
Nocturn quickly picked up the items he needed and shifted into the cybertronian form. As much has he was pleaded with not to do this, he had his own reasons for it. His soldiers could do this act easily, but they might not be able to get the information they desired, or there honor for their clan could get them to over-act, or even worse, if something was said harshly about there kind, they could act none needed violence. This took a calm collective head to do this, and thus, knowing himself well, he knew he could do this.
Nocturn High General of the Gor, however, how to act out this game would be a tricky one. They did not know much on these New ones who looked much like the Sigman and from what he had gathered, they, were different in some way. To others it seemed small, but no, not to him. There was something much greater in this catch.

As he moved out, he flexed his wrist and stared out into the distance. His eyes glowing red for a moment, before they turned into a shade of blue. His black armor matching the night air. "Victorus...or.. perhaps.. dangerous, yes." He said to himself as glanced back for a moment. "... these are nothing like the sigman we enslaved..too..hmm" He went silent and transformed into what looked to be a strange alternate vehicle of jeep with a large gun looking torrent in the back. He then took off across the ground.
He had set up a meet spot with these people. He didn't know enough about Cybertron to act like one of there races, but he could act like he had been on this planet for so long, and due to the extreme dangers of this planet, that he had forgotten some of the information. Besides, he was acting like a guide to them, and in such, perhaps he could lure them into a trap of some kind, at least, one by one.

As he approached he transformed and looked down into the valley these new being had made camp in. His eyes narrowed as they flashed red again for a moment. he rubbed his wrist joint and knelt down. Something was different this night, the air was wrong.
The air was to still, to, quite. Did they leave for the moment, or, was something else going on? What strange creatures, what, a fascinating deceiving race. Perhaps, this was there version of there own trap, how, interesting.

Approved, of course.

NAME: Jetfighter.
SPECIES: Autobots.
ALLEGIANCE: Alliance.
ALTERNATE MODE: Space seeker.
HEIGHT: 22’/6,5m.
FUNCTION: Engineer
QUOTE: “I have always believed, that freedom is the right for all beings and I still do.”

STRENGTH: 05
INTELLIGENCE: 08
SPEED: 10*
ENDURANCE: 06
RANK:
COURAGE: 06
FIREPOWER: 08
SKILL: 07

BIO:
Jetfighter once shared a life with her brother, Himmerney, that disappeared during a battle. With this brother, Jetfighter shared a bond, that was incredibly strong, when this bond was ripped; Jetfighter almost killed herself, if it hadn’t been for a friend of hers Phoenix, which underwent the upgrade a few month after. Jetfighter viewed the possibilities as well and explored the upgrade by talking to friends and colleagues, she gathers the data and thinks it over. But when she was asked if she wanted, Jetfighter answered that she needed more time to think. She will once returned to Cybertron undergo the upgrade in honor of her brother.
Jetfighter is onboard the Pegasus, because she thought; that she knew someone. That she lost contact with around the same time, Colony Sigma went lost. But she soon realized, that she’s wrong about this. But, as a loyal Autobot, she stayed hoping to help out with repairs and inventions, even piloting and working with communications.
Jetfighter is a kind Autobot and loyal as ever, she will stay with her fellow comrades and protect a wounded, even make a attack from the air with a sky swamped with enemies. She has a great potential as a leader, this she’s however unsure about herself. But she has been viewed as an Autobot, that keeps her word and listens to other transformers or humans this, she has shown often and still does.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
Jetfighter is in Robot mode armed with a double barreled Heavy Arc Gun also called (HAG) this weapon is capable of firing some of the most powerful energies that she has ever generated and gives up to four transformers a bad headache and fry some systems. Jetfighter’s sensors are highly developed and can sense any type of energy and energy signatures around herself this also makes sure that she almost doesn’t get hit. The range varies from zone to zone. Some of her other abilities are energy absorption and invisibility. Jetfighter’s body can absorb energy even when she walks just as long as one of her feet is connected for the ground for a minor of one second then she can gather almost any type of energy. Her invisibility makes her a perfect spy even though she won’t work as one, the invisibility is for both of her forms and is combine with stealth, so she can’t be found.
In seeker mode, Jetfighter is armed to the teeth with missiles, torpedoes and lasers. In her time of creation she was one of the fastest Autobots that ever ruled the sky and still is. The speed limit for her was unknown, but she can fly a distance of 3 light-years in just one day. Her entire ammunition uses the energy, that is collected to fire up things. She uses the missiles to knock her foes out of the air the missiles are highly accurate and at times deadly, if she gets a direct hit.

WEAKNESSES:
Jetfighter at times doubt her skills or abilities making her freeze in combat if forced.

SAMPLED POST:
“Are we going to say goodbye?” Phoenix asked her friend Jetfighter looked down at Phoenix it was clearly for the seeker femme that she would be missed by at least one friend she looked up at the rest of her friends that watched from a distance they were going to undergo the upgrade when she had left

“No we are just say se you later alligator” Jetfighter smiled at Phoenix who smiled and laughed Jetfighter was right it was later alligator. Jetfighter walked onboard the Pegasus hoping to find what she was searching for she made honoree as she passed Grimlock and Jetfire who nodded at her and finally went back to work.

Jetfighter looked around the shuttle, she couldn’t wait to takeoff. She walked all over the shuttle, but not those areas, that were restricted for her or she sensed that what ever was wrong. Jetfighter heard her name being called together with several others. She looked up at Jetfire and Grimlock, who was giving out orders. Jetfighter was happy that her very first assignment was piloting. She sat down in one of the seats, which the pilots was assigned to. She made the pre-flight checks, before it was even ordered.

They were ready. Jetfighter looked up, as she thought about her brother, for now, I’m doing this for you, Himmerney. You taught me how to fly now I’ll honor you with it.

Grammatically, your sample post doesn't meet the stricter standards that we're enforcing in Legacy. I don't even understand the first paragraph, and the succeeding ones aren't much better.

We also want to keep the Autobots in the game to a minimum number, so if you're going to bring this character in, it'll have to be as a smaller Maximal. Also, please drop that speed stat one point; speeds of ten are reserved for exceptionally fast characters. You're going to have to describe Jetfighter's energy-absorption abilities a little more clearly, since this ability seems rather vague and thus easy to abuse in the future.

NAME: Grimlock
SPECIES: Cybertronian
ALLEGIANCE: Autobot
ALTERNATE MODE: Ford Mustang GT
HEIGHT: 27' 4"
FUNCTION: Tactical Commander
QUOTE: "Among the winners, there is no room for the weak."

STRENGTH: 10
INTELLIGENCE: 07
SPEED: 06
ENDURANCE: 10
RANK: 09
COURAGE: 10
FIREPOWER: 08
SKILL: 10

BIO: On Earth, the most fearsome and powerful of the Dinobots. Today, Grimlock is a, more or less, respected commander in the Autobot ranks. After the last Great War, Grimlock had taken it upon himself to abandon his more violent tendencies for the sake of peace, or so he has said. After two centuries of inactivity, Grimlock joined as a member of the command staff of the Pegasus out of sheer boredom, thinking it would pay off as a vacation in the long run. However, upon the time of their discovery of the Gor in the vacinity, the former Dinobot welcomed it. Now, Grimlock's military insights help keep the Autobots on their toes, and ready for any offensive measures.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES: Towards the end of the war on Earth, Grimlock was heavily damaged while in battle, but soon returned to life in a new, more modern form. Now, the former Dinobot combats on wheels rather than talons, as a stylish Ford Mustang GT. While in robot mode, he is armed with a double barallel mortar launcher, converting from his car engine, and a powerful energo sword, capable of slicing through a 2-foot thick slab of concrete. The Autobot is also incredibly strong, rivalling only to the Prime, as said, and is an expert in military combat.

WEAKNESSES: Other than a great arrogance, Grimlock has no apparent weaknesses.

SAMPLE POST:
"Well, this just swell." The former Autobot found his face only an inch or so away from the ground, his hands bounded behind his back, and both of his weapons toss aside by his captors. "You wouldn't want to talk this over dog at Nathan's, maybe?" He questioned. He was graciously answered with a swift kick to his face, spitting out now dirt from under his mouth-plate. "Me not think so."

However, the former Dinobot was not out of tricks yet. He soon found he was starting to short out his energo-bonds as he applied short bits of pressure on them. As the Gor started in on him, readying there firearms to fire, he said, "You got nice set up here. Dark, dank military world. Oppressively forcing others to slave labor. Me like it. Kind of homey. Though there just one problem..." Grimlock then ripped his bonds literally apart, and procedded to knock several of the Gor off balance with a large, spread kick. Then, pulling from out of his belt compartment, he activated a positronic detanator, and threw it over his shoulder, transforming to vehicle mode. As he hightailed it out as fast as he could, the bomb went off, decimating all the Gor in the small area it encompassed, and went flying off his wheels due to the backlash. He transformed back, picking himself off his rear-end, saying, "You not know who you dealing with. Grimlock always wins... always."

NAME: Jetfighter.
SPECIES: Maximal.
ALLEGIANCE: Alliance.
ALTERNATE MODE: Space seeker. Wings move forth and back like an F-14 the rest of the body looks like a smaller version of a space shuttle.
HEIGHT: 9’/2.7m.
FUNCTION: Engineer/ Warrior
QUOTE: “I have always believed, that freedom is the right for all beings and I still do.”

STRENGTH: 06
INTELLIGENCE: 08
SPEED: 09
ENDURANCE: 06
RANK:
COURAGE: 06
FIREPOWER: 08
SKILL: 07

BIO:
Jetfighter once shared a life with her brother, Himmerney, that disappeared during a battle. With this brother, Jetfighter shared a bond, that was incredibly strong, when this bond was ripped; Jetfighter almost killed herself. If it hadn’t been for a friend of hers Phoenix, which underwent the upgrade a few month after. Jetfighter viewed the possibilities as well and explored the upgrade by talking to friends and colleagues, she gathers the data and thinks it over. But when she was asked if she wanted, Jetfighter answered that she needed more time to think. But she took the upgrade a short time after Phoenix had asked a second time.
Phoenix and Jetfighter are beginning to share the ripped bond that excisted between Jet and Himmerney.
Jetfighter is onboard the Pegasus, because she thought; that she knew someone. That she lost contact with around the same time, Colony Sigma went lost. But she soon realized, that she’s wrong about this. But, as a loyal Maximal, she stayed hoping to help out with repairs and inventions, even piloting and working with communications. She also hopes that her autobot fighting skill which she has been learned over the years will be a help for her when fighting
Jetfighter is a kind Autobot and loyal as ever, she will stay with her fellow comrades and protect a wounded, even make a attack from the air with a sky swamped with enemies. She has a great potential as a leader, this she’s however unsure about herself. But she has been viewed as an Autobot, that keeps her word and listens to other transformers or humans this, she has shown often and still does.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
Jetfighter is in Robot mode armed with a double barreled Heavy Arc Gun also called (HAG) this weapon is capable of firing some of the most powerful energies that she has ever generated and gives up to four transformers a bad headache and fry some systems. Jetfighter’s sensors are highly developed and can sense any type of energy and energy signatures around herself this also makes sure that she almost doesn’t get hit. The range varies from zone to zone. Some of her other abilities are energy absorption and invisibility. Jetfighter’s body can absorb energy to a maximun, in seeker mode panels over the wings, gather the energy generated from the upward pressure, which alows her flying the panels also gather sunrays to use as energy. So mainly, she can only gather energy when flying in seeker mode. Her invisibility makes her a perfect spy even though she won’t work as one, the invisibility is for both of her forms and is combine with stealth, so she can’t be found.
In seeker mode, Jetfighter is armed to the teeth with missiles, torpedoes and lasers. In her time of creation she was one of the fastest Autobots that ever ruled the sky and still is. The speed limit for her was unknown, but she can fly a distance of 3 light-years in just one day. Her entire ammunition uses the energy, that is collected to fire up things. She uses the missiles to knock her foes out of the air the missiles are highly accurate and at times deadly, if she gets a direct hit.

WEAKNESSES:
Jetfighter at times doubt her skills or abilities making her freeze in combat if forced.

SAMPLED POST:
Jetfighter looked up at The Pegasus, this was it "well, I guess this is it," she said to the Maximal beside her, who looked sad. Jetfighter turned around to look back over Cybertron. This planet had provided her a home and friends, which she had lost and gained, a family which was no more Jetfighter was still down over the loss the bond between them however was beginning to form with Phoenix that accepted it.

“Is it goodbye for ever?” Phoenix asked her friend. Jetfighter looked at Phoenix, it was clearly for the seeker femme, that she would be missed, by at least one friend. She looked up at the rest of her friends, that watched from a distance. They were going to undergo the upgrade, when she had left Cybertron not before.

“No we are just goind to say, see you later alligator” Jetfighter smiled at Phoenix, who smiled and laughed. Jetfighter was right, it was later alligator. Jetfighter walked onboard the Pegasus, hoping to find what she was searching for. She made honoree, as she passed Grimlock and Jetfire, who nodded at her and finally went back to work.

Jetfighter looked around the shuttle, she couldn’t wait to takeoff. She walked all over the shuttle, but not those areas, that were restricted for her. Jetfighter heard her name being called together with several others. She looked up at Jetfire and Grimlock, who was giving out orders. Jetfighter was happy, that her very first assignment was piloting. She sat down in one of the seats, which the pilots was assigned to. She made the pre-flight checks, before it was even ordered.

They were ready. Jetfighter looked up, as she thought about her brother, for now, I’m doing this for you, Himmerney. You taught me how to fly now I’ll honor you with it.

This post has been edited by jetfighter on May 4 2006, 12:15 PM

NAME: Dead End
SPECIES: Cybertronian
ALLEGIANCE: Predacon
ALTERNATE MODE: Ammonite
HEIGHT: 10 Feet, 3 Meters
FUNCTION: Demolitions
QUOTE: "I fight for myself and nothing else."

STRENGTH: 05
INTELLIGENCE: 08
SPEED: 09
ENDURANCE: 08
RANK: 04
COURAGE: 08
FIREPOWER: 05
SKILL: 06

BIO: Dead End is a model Predacon. He was the pride of the Predacon war academy on Cybertron and a respected soldier for years. Dead End believes that fighting to impress superiors is petty and never does so. He is embarrassed by the actions of his fellow Predacons and their constant attempts to gain power. He fights simply because he wants to and he takes great joy in sending his enemies to an early grave. Some think that he enjoys it too much. It has been noted that he smiles when he kills. Any similarity to the legendary Stunticon, particularly in Dead End's occasionally sullen nature, is mere coincidence.

Dead End's induction to the Pegasus crew was motivated by his desire for new conflict; the expedition into unknown territory was inherently peaceful but nonetheless required the use of some warriors. Since the Alliance, there were precious few opportunities to send Maximal sparks flying into the Pit, and Dead End had been long distinguished by both sides for his skills and modesty. Therefore, he was an early nomination as a Predacon representative.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES: When transformed Dead End becomes an armored ammonite. In robot mode his shell becomes two large shields. This makes it difficult for an enemy to land a direct hit on him. His "Spiral Bomb" attack launches the shell shields off his shoulders and into his enemies while his "Dead Gun" administers the deathblow.

WEAKNESSES: While he is a respected soldier he rarely speaks his mind. Even if he knows a plan is going to fail he chooses not to inform his comrades simply because he doesn't care. Despite the alliance, Dead End shares the same problems as other Predacons in tolerating Maximal command of Cybertron, meaning he resents Maximal commanders even more than incompetent Predacons.

SAMPLE POST: Dead End eyed the approaching Gor with care. These new enemies were a true challenge and had the Alliance crew woefully outnumbered, but in this case he had the advantage of night and the ruins for cover. Dead End looked from the Gor to the Maximal on the opposite side of the ruins, waiting for the signal. For a Maximal, this one wasn't so bad...

A dull flare was fired, giving just enough light for him to see without attracting other attention. Dead End leapt from his cover and piledrived the Gor warrior in his side, making full use of his armored shell. The Gor cried out in alarm from the surprise move, but the Pegasus survivors all around ensured that no other Gor or loyal Sigman would be in earshot. Dead End quickly pulled out his Dead Gun, stabbed the barrel into the Gor's near-amorphous hide, and fired. He refused to stop until the Gor ceased trying to transform, and even after forty shots the Gor would not die.

This post has been edited by Chosen on May 8 2006, 11:17 AM

DC8- Looks good mi amigo. Approved, rank 10.
jetfighter- Please specify what types of energies she can absorb.
Chosen- I'm interested to see this character in the game! Approved, rank 4.

NAME: Jetfighter.
SPECIES: Maximal.
ALLEGIANCE: Alliance.
ALTERNATE MODE: Space seeker. Wings move forth and back like an F-14 the rest of the body looks like a smaller version of a space shuttle.
HEIGHT: 9’/2.7m.
FUNCTION: Engineer/ Warrior
QUOTE: “I have always believed, that freedom is the right for all beings and I still do.”

STRENGTH: 06
INTELLIGENCE: 08
SPEED: 09
ENDURANCE: 06
RANK:
COURAGE: 06
FIREPOWER: 08
SKILL: 07

BIO:
Jetfighter once shared a life with her brother, Himmerney, that disappeared during a battle. With this brother, Jetfighter shared a bond, that was incredibly strong, when this bond was ripped; Jetfighter almost killed herself. If it hadn’t been for a friend of hers Phoenix, which underwent the upgrade a few month after. Jetfighter viewed the possibilities as well and explored the upgrade by talking to friends and colleagues, she gathers the data and thinks it over. But when she was asked if she wanted, Jetfighter answered that she needed more time to think. But she took the upgrade a short time after Phoenix had asked a second time.
Phoenix and Jetfighter are beginning to share the ripped bond that excisted between Jet and Himmerney.
Jetfighter is onboard the Pegasus, because she thought; that she knew someone. That she lost contact with around the same time, Colony Sigma went lost. But she soon realized, that she’s wrong about this. But, as a loyal Maximal, she stayed hoping to help out with repairs and inventions, even piloting and working with communications. She also hopes that her autobot fighting skill which she has been learned over the years will be a help for her when fighting
Jetfighter is a kind Autobot and loyal as ever, she will stay with her fellow comrades and protect a wounded, even make a attack from the air with a sky swamped with enemies. She has a great potential as a leader, this she’s however unsure about herself. But she has been viewed as an Autobot, that keeps her word and listens to other transformers or humans this, she has shown often and still does.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
Jetfighter is in Robot mode armed with a double barreled Heavy Arc Gun also called (HAG) this weapon is capable of firing some of the most powerful energies that she has ever generated and gives up to four transformers a bad headache and fry some systems. Jetfighter’s sensors are highly developed and can sense any type of energy and energy signatures around herself this also makes sure that she almost doesn’t get hit. The range varies from zone to zone. Some of her other abilities are energy absorption and invisibility. Jetfighter’s body can absorb energy to a maximun, in seeker mode panels over the wings, gather the energy generated from the upward pressure, which alows her flying the panels also gather sunrays to use as energy. So mainly, she can only gather energy when flying in seeker mode. Her invisibility makes her a perfect spy even though she won’t work as one, the invisibility is for both of her forms and is combine with stealth, so she can’t be found.
In seeker mode, Jetfighter is armed to the teeth with missiles, torpedoes and lasers. In her time of creation she was one of the fastest Autobots that ever ruled the sky and still is. The speed limit for her was unknown, but she can fly a distance of 3 light-years in just one day. Her entire ammunition uses the energy, that is collected to fire up things. She uses the missiles to knock her foes out of the air the missiles are highly accurate and at times deadly, if she gets a direct hit.

WEAKNESSES:
Jetfighter at times doubt her skills or abilities making her freeze in combat if forced.

SAMPLED POST:
Jetfighter looked up at The Pegasus, this was it "well, I guess this is it," she said to the Maximal beside her, who looked sad. Jetfighter turned around to look back over Cybertron. This planet had provided her a home and friends, which she had lost and gained, a family which was no more Jetfighter was still down over the loss the bond between them however was beginning to form with Phoenix that accepted it.

“Is it goodbye for ever?” Phoenix asked her friend. Jetfighter looked at Phoenix, it was clearly for the seeker femme, that she would be missed, by at least one friend. She looked up at the rest of her friends, that watched from a distance. They were going to undergo the upgrade, when she had left Cybertron not before.

“No we are just goind to say, see you later alligator” Jetfighter smiled at Phoenix, who smiled and laughed. Jetfighter was right, it was later alligator. Jetfighter walked onboard the Pegasus, hoping to find what she was searching for. She made honoree, as she passed Grimlock and Jetfire, who nodded at her and finally went back to work.

Jetfighter looked around the shuttle, she couldn’t wait to takeoff. She walked all over the shuttle, but not those areas, that were restricted for her. Jetfighter heard her name being called together with several others. She looked up at Jetfire and Grimlock, who was giving out orders. Jetfighter was happy, that her very first assignment was piloting. She sat down in one of the seats, which the pilots was assigned to. She made the pre-flight checks, before it was even ordered.

They were ready. Jetfighter looked up, as she thought about her brother, for now, I’m doing this for you, Himmerney. You taught me how to fly now I’ll honor you with it.

NAME: Lockdown
SPECIES: Sigmans
ALLEGIANCE: Gor
ALTERNATE MODE: Tank
HEIGHT: 28 feet/ 8.53 meters
FUNCTION: Enforcer Commander
QUOTE: “My loyalty is to my duty.”

STRENGTH: 09
INTELLIGENCE: 05
SPEED: 02
ENDURANCE: 08
RANK: ?
COURAGE: 08
FIREPOWER: 09
SKILL: 09


BIO:
Being a Sigman, Lockdown knows that his duty is to the Gor and to no ones else. He is will to risk his very life to make sure that this men and himself follows their job right. He only wishes that his little brother, Traffic Jam were the same. He loves his brother very much but just wishes he would just get to the program and start doing his part to help serve the Gors like the rest of them. Lockdown is always quite serious and takes his job as an enforcer with the same altitude. He is very willing to make sure that he willing successes, so that means doing all the jobs the Gor orders him and his men to do. That means going into any area and crushing anyone that dares to go against the Gor.

While he may seem like a tough, harden warrior, Lockdown is really a good guy. He only follow orders to make sure that all those he cares for are ok and will continue to be useful to the Gor. He doesn't want to be the one that will come into their homes and have to be the one that ends their lives because they weren't useful anymore. Lockdown wouldn’t do it, but his must put his loyalty towards the Gor first.

WEAPONS/ABILITIES:
As an enforcer, Lockdown is equipped with allsorts of powerful weapons. He has a pair of double-barreled assault missile launcher attached to his back that Signal is able to use in both vehicle and robot mode and a sniper rifle for long range attacks. For the more up close and personal fights, Lockdown uses a scimitar and wrist mount guns to fight off his opponents. With his scimitar, he is quite useful with it, knowing all about how to handle it in both fighting and defending himself with it.

WEAKNESSES:
He is just slow. With all his heavy armor on him, Lockdown just has trouble moving around, making it easy for someone to come up behind him and attack while he is immobile

SAMPLE POST

Marching around the alleys of the city, Lockdown kept a keen optic out. From all the reports he had heard from, there were strangers around here, strangers that threaten their very way of life. That was something he just couldn’t allow. Things were just fine and they didn’t need outside help to mess that up. But it was back to business.

Coming to his stop, two of the soldiers under his command were standing outside the building’s door. Quickly, the salute him as he enter the room. Inside didn’t seem much. There was junk everywhere, but this was the worst part of town. This was just common to see among his people. While, this was his job, Lockdown still hated to do what he had to do. But he had to follow the Gor’s orders, they were their rulers and gods for a reason.

There against the wall, huddle about a group of Sigmans. As his red optics flashed down at them, he saw that there was a young one, one that was about the same age as his own brother TJ. If he carried out the job, it would be like killing his own brother. Nodding to his men behind him, he pointed towards the young Sigman. They walked over and dragged the young one away from the group. He could still be useful to the Gors, either in the mines or with the right training from the Academy.

With that done, he turned towards the older Sigmans. Pushing a button on the side of his helmet, a mask appeared over his own mouth and hose. His cannons on his shoulders started to hum with the sound of them coming to life. The small group started to shiver with fear.

“By ruling of the Supreme rulers, the Gor, your termination has been requested,” he stated as he pointed his weapon towards them, “May you die knowing you have serve them well.”

With that, he fired