Oh I just remembered. If any of you peps want me to make like a smash bros style profile pic thing to stick in your CS I'd be more than Happy to.
Just send me a picture you like of the character (preferably with a transparent background but I don't mind too much just makes it take longer.)
Then just the name and a cool secondary header thing.
Okay what the hell that's bloody huge XD. But yeah if you're interested just PM me or something, I've been making a bunch for fun because of smash bros hype.
Level 1 - (2/10) EXP Location: 1-1, Central Road Word count: 360
Bowser's attempt to pacify the weird mushrooms and turtles proved to be unsuccessful, the horde instantly charging their position though some members stood back and started hurling bricks. Ratchet didn't take cover behind Bowser like the others, instead rolling and jumping out of he way avoiding the initial onslaught of bricks. But avoiding the bricks left him open to a full body tackle from one of the goombas, the force of the blow sending Ratchet rolling onto the ground. He let out a grunt as he picked himself and a smacked the goomba dead in the face with his wrench knocking it away.
Ratchet went wide eyed as s turtle shell was hurtling at him, he narrowly avoided it by rolling to the side letting it continue to slide on past him. Looking back to when the shell had come from he saw more of them careening towards him, he struck one of them hoping to send it back towards the goomba horde but the moment his wrench hit the hard green shell the turtle hiding inside popped out and tried to grab him. "Gah!" Even though the koopa was still knocked away Ratchet was still caught off guard. "Ok so don't touch the shells." He said to himself as he continued to roll and jump out of the way of the shell barrage. Though it seemed most of the attackers were focused on Bowser the bigger more threatening target.
Looking past Bowser Ratchet saw a stack of goombas all piled onto one another making a tower. Swinging his wrench and swatting away Goombas and koopas as he slowly made his way closer to the approaching goomba tower. Taking a second to aim Ratchet threw his wrench at the second lowest goomba hoping to topple the tower and hopefully disrupt the flow of enemies for a brief moment. There were too many enemies around Ratchet for him to be able to safely wait for his wrench to boomerang back to him, so he'd put a lot of hope into that shot, but now he was forced to back away and dodge as more goombas and koopas hurled themselves at him.
Ratchet turned to face Linkle as she directed him towards the giant reptile, she seemed pleasant enough but her saying something about them just waking up to only made Ratchet more curious about what had happened. Then the robot woman listed out all the robots she'd seen, and unfortunately Clank wasn't among them."Thanks." He said to them giving them both a slight nod before he sped up to be walking alongside Bowser, he was a too preoccupied with his thoughts to notice the wave from Tora. Bowser was a little more intimidating up close if Ratchet were to be honest, but not because of the height difference (He was used to being half peoples height) but more so due to the mystery of what he was. After Bowser started talking though it became clear he wasn't just a big stupid monster like some of the other similar races that Ratchet had come across, though he did seem pretty presumptuous declaring Ratchet as part of his army. But hey if he knew what was going on it'd be better to stick with him for a while anyway, if he was going to find Clank he was going to need more than just his wrench.
Ratchet took a moment to look at the second sun, so that was the cause of all this? And it was the one who had Clank, and apparently almost everyone else too? So that was the end game then, get rid of it and fix everything. It's not like Ratchet was new to saving the Galaxy. "Well if taking down whatever that is will save everyone, it looks like we've got a star to destroy." He said as he continued to follow after Bowser. He wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to put up with all the yelling though, this guy was almost as bad as Nefarious...
Ratchet simply watched as Bowser yelled at all the blackened shapes, a bunch of armless fodder and some big turtles. Then Bowser shot out a torrent of fire why is it the giant monsters always breath fire? he shook his head slowly and pulled out his wrench. Getting ready for what he felt like might turn into a fight. He couldn't help but feel a little bit naked without his guns, not to say he wasn't capable without them, many arenas had already seen what he can do with it alone. But just not having a blaster at all, it was uncomfortable to say the least.
Waking much later than the rest Ratchet slowly leaned up and looked around. Had he crashed? No there was no sign of the Aphelion anywhere not even a smocking wreck off in the distance. The Lombax slowly got to his feet continuing to look around, this place wasn't like any planet he'd ever seen. "Hey Clank you got any idea where we are?" He said as he spotted the group of uhh, well he didn't know what a lot of them were but somebody was better than nobody. It took a moment for Ratchet to realize that he'd not gotten a response, at that moment he lost his cool a little. "Clank!?" He'd call out taking a quick look into some nearby bushes. No sign of him. Maybe that flash was the Zoni calling on Clank again? Ratchet went with that idea, time it helped explain all the other weird things that were going on. Though maybe the strangers knew some things he didn't.
Ratchet quickly made his way towards the group of things a few of them already seemed to be on the move. Taking a closer look at them he didn't recognize a single species, the only ones he could rationalize were the robotic looking ones. There was a taller more sleek looking one that looked like some kind of gladiator, a robot that looked like it was made out of wood and a feminine robot that reminded Ratchet way too much of a psychotic singer he used to know. As for the others he wasn't sure where to start, you had a fat rat looking thing with floppy ears, a gargantuan turtle monster that oddly made Ratchet think of the Argorians. There was a bunch of similar ones that all generally looked like light skinned and decidedly less reptilian Blarg. Aside from the massive turtle none of them looked overly threatening.
"Uhh hey! Wait up!" He called out as she caught up to the group skidding to a stop just behind Bowser and Blazermate. "Uhh hey, any of you got a clue what's going on? Oh and have any of you seen a little robot about this big?" He said holding his hand a bit over half way up his torso.
Personality: Ratchet is a brave individual who is normally very confident in his abilities, sometimes to the point of being reckless and cocky. Ratchet cares a great deal for those he considers his friends, being deathly loyal and willing to do whatever it takes to protect them. This care does extend to his home planet and the general populous of the solana galaxy.
Ratchet likes to generally keep the mood light most of the time, trying to make the best of a bad situation be it though jokes or just being a bit optimistic. He is also not one to back down from a challenge, though that doesn’t mean a giant monster won’t scare him and make him panic.
Background: Ratchet is a lombax from the planet Veldin it was the place he grew up and learned his many mechanical tinkering skills. He was there for the greater chunk of his life working in a repair shop fixing up spaceships. But everything changed when a little robot crashed into his life, bringing an armada of Blarg with him.
Since then the dynamic duo have traveled all over the galaxy, stopping villains like the dastardly Chairman Drek, the vicious Gleeman Vox and the uhhh.... Nefarious Doctor Nefarious. Competing in deadly sports like hoverboard racing and gladiatorial arenas, even having experience with time travel. Suffice to say Ratchet and his buddy Clank have pretty much seen and done it all, at least until a gargantuan flash of light overtook them as they were soaring through the Galaxy on their way to fight some space pirates that were attacking a fongoid settlement.
Specialty: Commando (has a great arsenal)
Level: 2
Experience: 3/20
Powers:
Near bottomless hammerspace, used to store all the guns and ammo Ratchet keeps on him.
Powerful magnet glove designed to call his wrench back to his hand. Doesn't seem to work on anything other metals.
Strengths:
Agile: Over the years Ratchet has shown impressive agility, while not being the most speedy person around he can climb run and jump like a champ.
Mechanic: Ratchet has a pretty good understanding of how to build and construct machines, weapons and vehicles, particularly vehicles. Though his methods are sometimes risky and unorthodox.
Tenacity: Ratchet is as Tenacious as they come, fighting as hard as he can up until the moment he can’t move anymore. Jumping and flipping around even when he’s close to death.
Weaknesses:
While ratchet is an agile fighter he can’t take direct hits very well without upgrades and equipment.
Without Clank Ratchet can’t swim, very quickly drowning.
Spirits:
Kindred Spirits:
Clank: Ratchets closest and most trusted friend. Him and Ratchet are always there for one another, through thick and thin. They are an inseparable team.
Doctor Nefarious: The evil genius turned evil genius robot, and sworn enemy of Ratchet, Clank and Captain Qwark. His intellect is only matched by his capacity for evil.
Inventory:
Omniwrench: A large extendable wrench that is great for smashing crates and cranking cranks.
Maniac's bombuilder: A rickety-looking claptrap of a grenade launcher with two large chambers. One can rotate into place behind the barrel and the other hang below using a toggle. The red barrel fires baseball-sized proximity mines; the green barrel fires soda can-sized minibarrels that must be manually detonated using a second trigger. The weapon operates on a strange 'mana' system, visible through a glowing blue bar along the top of the launcher. Proximity mines deplete one eighth of the mana, and manual mines one fourth. The mana replenishes itself at a rate of one fourth per minute, and fully when the wielder rests
Member
olcharlieboi
