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DarkStar instantly and instinctively raised his gattling gun and pointed it at the Autobots before him. A simple calculation from his combat programs told him what he already knew. He was no match for these Autobots. He had enough energon to make one teleport jump if he needed, but to do so might send him into stasis lock on the other side. His damage was already extensive enough to prevent flight. Since they asked a joking question like that, DarkStar assumed that these Autobots were aware that they had every advantage over him. As he took aim at the Autobots, he called back in a show of confidence, "I am not lost Autobot. I know where I am. Cybertron is just bigger in the two dimensions compared to the three."

The sudden movement into a fighting stance that DarkStar made was too much for his frame. A damaged nut in his left knee gave way. He lost all function in his knee that supported his weight. He fell over onto his knees barely catching himself with his outstretched left hand. He quickly tried to correct himself as he once again pointed his weapon at the Autobots. With a pained chuckle he spoke, "Well this is embarrassing."
So, question. how much after the launch of the Ark does this take place? i ask because i do not know whether i should have Darkstar be an Autobot or Decepticon? I think it would be fun roleplaying through his first defection from the Autobots. Also might be fun to fight against the resistance at first too.
Name: DarkStar

Appearance: DarkStar stands about 29 feet tall on two legs and looks similar to the standard seeker model but with a slightly more reinforced frame. DarkStar's paint job is mostly black with silver accents highlighting his edges.

Alignment: (to be determined)

Type: Seeker

Alt Mode: Cybertronian jet
mostly solid black with silver strips but basically looks like


Weaponry: His main weapon is his multiple barrel gattling gun on his right arm in bipedal form. he also has a shoulder mounted missile launcher. In jet form he has a variety of anti-air, ground, and bunker busting missiles. He also possess a nose mounted machine gun.

Special Abilities: Teleportation

Personality: DarkStar is driven and passionate. He follows what he believes in and does what he believes is right with little regard for coincidences. He very much a thinker and would rather have a conversation with words rather than bullet. He is young and his curiosity sometime gets him into trouble as he questions the motives, reasons, and actions of his superiors. He has demonstrated combat skills well beyond his years and seems to enjoy the thrill of flight and combat.

History: Darkstar was manufactured about 1 million years prior to the launching of the Ark. He was commissioned under the orders of Lord Megatron himself after the Decepticon air power suffered several sever blows in the skirmishes outside Iacon. He was made as the third of a trio of seekers that were made and designed by the madmind Shockwave. DarkStar was send almost immediately to join the flights that attempted to attack Iacon's noble Autobot defenders. After a relative short time, DarkStar's skill grew conciderably. He outshined his wingmen and took control of the trio. From there, his skill gained him notice and he was occasionally was given missions with the Air commander himself. These missions satisfied DarkStar's ambitions for power. He was happy knowing he could fly in support of StarScream and his wingmen. He looked up to and even admired the air commander. However, StarScream did not feel the same way about DarkStar. DarkStar never saw it coming. On a flight over Iacon, StarScream shot him down and left him claiming the Autobots shot DarkStar down. DarkStar however did not die from the attack nor the fall into the metal plains outside Iacon. He survived and started to make his way back to the Decepticons on foot. While avoiding Autobot patrols and drones, DarkStar did his best to keep moving. He was confused and could not understand why he was betrayed. DarkStar did see the Ark as he made his way back to Decepticon territory. Its contrails leaving Cybertron's atmosphere glowed in the evening light. DarkStar could see the lights of what he could only assume was Triplicon moving to intercept. DarkStar's mind did not settle on what to feel about that sight until much later.

Other: this is a character i had for Hagazussa's Red Storm Rage transformers roleplay. Just younger.
theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UeA9Nus9Eg
Happy Easter to you too. I am doing well.
Angelica woke up early like she planned and took her sweet time getting ready. She packed everything up into her pack and headed out. It was a very humbling feeling knowing everything you owned could be carried on your back. It let you have a sense of exactly what you were worth. All her possessions she carried and yet it did not amount to much. She was nothing and she knew it but it made her proud. There really was nothing the legion could take from her or at least she thought they could take nothing. She walked through the dark streets of the Hub towards the meeting spot and she was lost in thought. She was excited and scared about what journey they were about to undertake. She hoped she would survive to at least reenter the Mojove.

She rounded the corner onto the street of the bar and began walking towards the meeting spot. Already, with the help of the bars electric lights, She could see the Supermutant Dirge, Jackson and the doctor. She also could she a woman and a dog she did not know was among the group as well. Angelica smiled at herself. She thought she would be early but she looked like she was among the last to arrive. She finally walks up silently to the group and waits quietly.
The wheels of the wagons came to a sudden halt as the lead wagon driver pulled on the rains. Out of the first wagon, hops a woman with a sword strapped to her hips. She walks towards to rear of the four wagon caravan. With a smile on her pretty face she speaks to the caravan, "See I told you the silk road was still open. Before us lies Tolbi itself. We all made it alive and we made it with 80% of the cargo. That is more than enough to us a huge profit."

The driver of the third wagon spoke up in reply to the woman, "Yes, Sophia, we made it. However, those storms spawning of the Karagol Sea and those land slides are not something I want to transverse again. Ever since the Golden Sun, the freak storms have gotten worse. I know you as an Adept enjoy the release of Alchemy but we are not adepts. I personally will not be heading back to until the sea is calm again. I do not believe I am alone in that feeling."

"Understandable, I do not plan to head back to be under my father quite yet anyways." Sophia replies, "Can I get you to handle the selling of the silks and coco banana beans? I am going to find a way to message Kalay. I will meet up with you at the usual place" She waved goodbye to her caravan as it rode the rest of the way towards Tolbi's markets. Sophia herself walked calmly into Tolbi while taking in all the sights and sounds like a tourist.
"Roger that, Sir. I will be here bright and early." Angelica says as she gives a mockery of the NCR salute to Jackson. She then turns and makes her way away from the group. She did not want to give the appearance of wanting to hastily put as much room between her and that group as possible, but that was exactly what she was doing. She would get to know the group soon enough and probably better than she cared for when the mission began. For now, this is the last night of solitude she was likely to get for a while.

To be honest the group was shaping up to be quite the force. Not one but two supermutants. She would not be surprised now to see a Night kin start following them. Both Supermutants would make the legion nervous. The basic legion recruit was not equipped well enough to take down a supermutant let alone two. Their more elite units however would be a problem though. The group also seemed to have a doctor. If he has such a title, he would have to be better than her. Yeah, Angelica knew how to treat a gunshot wound and how to splint a bone, but she would never be so confident as to consider herself a doctor. The Legion looks down on most medicine, so it is good to being our own doctor because we are not going to find one on the trail. The group also has a former Legionare. Angelica did not know how to feel about the legionare but she was getting paid well enough not to care too much. She felt about way about the man name Jackson.

Angelica went through the Hub making stops to get her supplies. She spent most of her earned caps on ammunition and repair kits for her energy weapons as well as rations. She packed her backpack as full of supplies as she could. She had no idea when she would get a chance to restock her supplies once on the road. Once she spent most of her wealth, she found a nice respectable inn to spend the night. She checked and cleaned her weapons and organized her supplies before hitting the pillow. She dreamed of the Arizona sunsets once again. She could not wait to see them again with her waking eyes.
Gravislayer said
Don´t worry ribs grow back ~ *whispers to the dog" no they don´t~


lol. The fact you quote great TF2 medic makes me put my every trust in you. Can i get an Uber please?
*facepalms* wow, that is what i get for skimming the FAQ section. You are really clever.
hahaha, i knew i forgot something. I did read the rules before I began. i merely let it slip when i proof read. my bad.
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