[hider=Swift Fox] [center][img]https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/85a2195e-d7cf-4790-8367-36184a67932a/d9uxre8-666e570a-96f0-4e66-8783-55fb3a163223.gif?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvODVhMjE5NWUtZDdjZi00NzkwLTgzNjctMzYxODRhNjc5MzJhXC9kOXV4cmU4LTY2NmU1NzBhLTk2ZjAtNGU2Ni04NzgzLTU1ZmIzYTE2MzIyMy5naWYifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.QRgKM7UOnjAtmJYMGpdRr_DzzCmqdup8uRTJUe2FrSw[/img][/center] [center][b]I'm giving full credit to the artist, Phoax, for this character. Just look at the animation they made! Awesomesauce.[/b][/center] [color=f26522][b]Serial Number:[/b][/color] NU-FOX-2GV [color=f26522][b]Name:[/b][/color] Swift Fox [color=f26522][b]Codename/Nickname:[/b][/color] Because of some issues he has with self-identity, Swift prefers to just be called by name. [color=f26522][b]Race:[/b][/color] Pseudoroid [color=f26522][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male/He [color=f26522][b]Appearance:[/b][/color] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/61d546d9-b338-4668-95b6-3b4dfa832072.png]Swift[/url] is a humanoid-fox varient Pseudoroid made for agility and quick movement while delivering energy barrages onto the enemy. He has somewhat the look of being mass-produced, and that is part of the problem in his life...because he [i]was[/i]. You don't generally see a mouth on the guy, even though you can hear him talking clearly. The reason for this is that he prevents easy damage to his face by sealing it up seamlessly with the same Bio-Metal effect that forms the guns in his hands or alters other parts of his body for combat. [color=f26522][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Right off the bat, the main thing has to be that Swift has issues with his own identity. He is unique, and yet not so unique. He's distinctly identifiable among others, but that's because there use to be so many of him, or rather Pseudoroids of his type. It's a little complicated for him, having everybody know something about him except he himself. Oh, he understands his history, or rather the history of his 'kind', but he wasn't created with any memory of it, any prior programming. He is his own being, from start to finish. It's just that the [i]legacy[/i] is a problem. In spite of that, or maybe [i]because[/i] of it, Swift is a fairly-decent get-along guy. He tries to be helpful to others so that they can see past...well...[i]the past[/i], and just accept that he is who he is, not what others [i]were[/i]. The general distrust of Pseudoroids hits him, sometimes, and every time someone calls him Nu-Metal or just [i]Fox[/i], he can't help but feel sour and frustrated. He wants to be known and remembered than something better than the serial number on his chest, more dignified and better understood with- [color=ed1c24][b][i]DESTROY THE MODEL-I.[/i][/b][/color] Sorry, what? Lost my train of thought. Anyway, Swift is dedicated to fight against the Crimson Nova Mavericks. Apart from wishing for the safety of others, he figures that his service will be recognized and that he will be seen as the outlyer from those that people seem to hate. [color=f26522][b]Weaponry/Abilities:[/b][/color] [i]Hand Blasters[/i] - Both hands can reshape themselves into stable plasma-type blasters. Thus far, they have no element or special effect. They are quick rapid-fire weapons that Swift is fairly-adept in utilizing. (He's currently trying to upgrade them to fire a charge beam.) [i]Utility Tail[/i] - Sometimes referred to as the Swiss Army Tail, the fifth appendage of this Pseudoroid creates tools as needed in his day-to-day life or when on a mission. He has used it for repairs and modification, temporarily powering machines, cutting through solid objects with a plasma torch, or even acting as the Jaws of Life. [i]Scissor Wings[/i] - One of the more surprising things about Swift was that he emerged into the world with a pair of wings. This is extremely non-standard for his 'kind', as none of them were ever built with anything like this in mind. When closed, they just look like something cosmetically unique to him. Opened, however, they are compact flight engines and guiding fins. [i]Enhanced Sensory Suite[/i] - For tracking, marksmanship, and general awareness of threats and other hazards, he and the rest of the Nu-Fox line are equipped with hyper-sensitive auditory scanners, low-light and thermographic vision-enabled optics, and chemical analysis module. Basically, eyes, ears, and nose work extremely well. [i]Model-K[/i] - Swift runs on a Bio-Metal never seen before, the Model-K. It was identified only through intense analysis as 'Adaptive-Form Bio-Metal Model-K' and refused to give any specs whatsoever. However, examination of Swift himself indicates that because he is an unknown varient from the Nu-Fox type of Pseudoroid and that he seems to be self-altering to a point, it has been theorized that the Bio-Metal inside of him has been quietly upgrading his form and capabilities. [color=f26522][b]Biography:[/b][/color] Where was he before? What was he doing prior to now? Well... [hider=Activation Intro] Silence... The distant sounds of the outside world barely reached the abandoned stretches of the factory. Then...without warning...activity. Computers sprang to life as new power flowed through their systems, and the assembly line began to move once more. Instructions to the long-dormant machines were clear: One unit to be created, non-standard type, with the equipment on the list. The task was completed in no time, the unit now resting at the end of the conveyor belt it had been formed upon, and then...once more...silence. Everything deactivated, and fell still. [b][color=00aeef]Status Checks....COMPLETE.[/color][/b] [b][color=ed1c24]-ACTIVATE-[/color][/b] [i][color=f26522]What...?[/color][/i] [b][color=ed1c24]-ACTIVATE-[/color][/b] [b][color=00aeef]Error Detected. Re-Checking Systems.[/color][/b] [color=ed1c24][b][i]RECEIVE INSTRUCTIONS: DESTROY THE MODEL-I.[/i][/b][/color] [i][color=f26522]What's going on?[/color][/i] [b][color=00aeef]Error Located At Mind-Brain Interface. Cannot Correct Error.[/color][/b] [h1][i][b][color=ed1c24]-ACTIVATE-[/color][/b][/i][/h1] [i][color=f26522]No, stop! Leave me alone![/color][/i] Blue eyes short open, slightly-luminous to the surroundings as the figure jumped to his feet, shouting [color=f26522]"Who's there?!"[/color], but receiving no answer. He was alone. Looking himself over, he appeared to be intact, and a status screen indicated this fact, but also flashed a brief warning message: [color=00aeef][b]Contact Lost.[/b][/color] He had no idea what that was about. Contact from who? What were they talking about? Also...who was he? [i]Where[/i] was he? And what was that on the grou- [color=f26522]"Oh, crap...! It's dead..."[/color] A quick look around revealed that ALOT were dead, and they all looked very similar. They were metallic fox machines, gun-metal gray machines that looked agile, dangerous, and...destroyed. Someone had blasted them, all of them, and rendered most of this factory area inoperative. Then...how did he get here? A survivor of the battle? Whose side was he on? The closest machine had a serial number on the chest - Nu-Fox-115 - right above the blaster bolt that must've gone through its chest. He looked down and...his eyes widened. [color=f26522]"I'm one of them..."[/color] Well...sort of. Where they were a metallic gray, he was a darkish orange color. Also, he was completely unharmed, even pristine, and they were all [i]very[/i] ruined from combat. He searched for answers, and eventually found an intact computer. There was no power, but he found that he could give it a charge with his tail to bring it back to life again. Doing so gave him access, and what he found was this... [b]'Due to the ever-increasing resource demands for untainted Bio-Metal and Force-Metal in the world, the Nu-Fox line of Pseudoroid is a new type of mechanism utilizing a revolutionary new method of power distribution for the soldier of tomorrow.'[/b] ...and some technical specifications on what he could do, which included these nifty hand blasters and utility tail. However, none of this explained what happened here, why he was here, or what these odd fins on his back were. None of the others had them. He had to get out of here, find some more information. Unfortunately, when he did so, he found...oh boy...some pretty dangerous-looking - and dangerously unstable - figures in the vicinity. They attacked! He fought and ran, pretty much at once, putting some distance between him and them, but no matter where he went, there were more of these lunatics running around. Had he been brought into a world already destroyed and eating itself? He had to get out of here! There had to be somewhere he could go, somewhere safe! He was almost surrounded on a building when suddenly, the fins on his back opened up and...what the hell? He was [i]flying?![/i] [color=f26522][i]I don't care! I'll take it![/i][/color] He flew out of there at top speed, frantically searching for some indicator of where he could go. He saw what looked like a better part of town and went for it, just gunning it for the shinier, cleaner buildings and not paying much attention to anything else. ...that was how he got shot down. They hit him in the wing and he took a dive, rolling hard to a stop on a road down below, beyond a wall between the better half and the worst half of Aegis 09. At first, he thought the crazy ones got him, but these looked more like organized fighters. [i]Organized fighters pointing guns at him...[/i] [b]"Say your prayers, Maverick!"[/b] [color=f26522]"No, wait! I'm not a Maverick! I'm alright!"[/color] [b]"Yeah, right! A Nu-Fox flying out of the quarantine on stolen jets is 'alright'."[/b] [color=f26522]"Please, I haven't done anything! I just woke up a few hours ago!"[/color] This brought on alot of confusion, as he seemed to be acting normal enough, if frantically worried for his own survival. They took him into custody, and it was in a cell that it was explained to him - by someone a bit more in charge - that the reason he was being thought of as an obvious Maverick was not only due ti the Crimson Nova plague...but also due to the incident at Nu-Tech Industries, creator of the Nu-Fox Pseudoroid. They were made to be a swift attack force against all threats to the city and potentially be used to protect any population or important site. [b]"We don't know how they worked, exactly, because - unlike you, it seems - the Nu-Fox Pseudoroids didn't have a Bio-Metal device in any of them. You're different, surprisingly."[/b] Very different, in fact, because when Crimson Nova struck, 100% of the Nu-Fox units went rogue, went [i]Maverick[/i], and they would've overrun the city if the factory they were produced at hadn't been raided and everything destroyed. So, that was it. His legacy was that he was the black sheep of a 'family' of wild foxes that tried to kill every being in the city, possibly spreading to new cities. People were going to think he was one of those things, unless... [color=f26522]"They were made as a special attack force, to protect the city?"[/color] [b]"Swift attack force. And yeah, that was their purpose."[/b] [color=f26522]"Sign me up, then. I'll fight. That's how I'll prove myself."[/color] [b]"Alright, I think I can get someone to agree to that. Ya got a name for the file there, guy?"[/b] [color=f26522]"I guess uhh... Call me Swift."[/color] [/hider] [color=f26522][b]Misc:[/b][/color] Some themes. [i]General Swiftness[/i] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdaCDsN1FJ0[/youtube] [i]Wild Hunt[/i] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4joh_k8BMkc[/youtube] [i]What have you done...?[/i] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKRRWQq5f5E[/youtube] [/hider]