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weapabilities) wrote2014-05-04 07:34 pm
weapabilities) wrote2014-05-04 07:34 pm
Rekindled App
OOC Information
Player Name: Owen
Player Age: 26
Player Contact: AIM: Aircommanderp, Plurk: Jolta
Player/Character HMD: Here!
Other characters in game: n/a
IC Information
Character Name: Drift
Character Canon: Transformers: More Than Meets The Eye
Character Age: Roughly 6 million.
Character Gender: N/A
Canon Point: Post-exile
Character Canon History: Here!
Character Personality: At the very immediate first impression, Drift seems like a really nice guy. He's so bubbly cheerful that it's almost downright offensive to everyone else around him, seeing no boundaries before him as he brings up his overly religious and New Age theories into the fold. Feeling stressed out? Oh man, it must be your aura! You really need to get around to getting that cleansed! Maybe if we do some robot-styled feng shui, we can get that fixed for you! Others have remarked upon his demeanor as being a "happy hippy" guy, and frankly that's a great description... of his surface personality. All of the obnoxious optimism that Drift portrays? You can bet it's all an act. Drift has the perpetual need to play this out and go over the top in attempting to impress people around him, particularly Rodimus and Ratchet. He's not very well loved in the Autobot ranks, so he tries to make what friendship he can get stick. This isn't to say that Drift is completely unkind, but it's horribly exaggerated most of the time.
Beneath the facade Drift is very clearly insecure with who he is. Often times, Drift finds himself emulating people he's admired in the past instead of trusting his own instincts. Bottom line with this factor is that Drift, throughout his entire life, has had a hard time trying to find his place in the universe. At the moment, he seems to have taken to imitating people he's looked up to with varying degrees of instant karma and disappointment. The biggest complication that Drift seems to have with himself is that he can't seem to trust himself to make his own decisions. This likely links back to the fact that so many of his closer friends have died right in front of him, and his past regrets about joining the Decepticons in the first place.
Despite his flaws, Drift is incredibly loyal to those who even give the slightest implication of being his friend or, at the very least, are part of his crew. He will go out of his way for someone who gives him the time of day, and he will do everything in his power to protect them. This could almost be to the point of being nearly overly protective, though. Some people are a tad "trigger happy" and Drift can definitely become a slight bit "slash happy" in regards to keeping people well protected. This is in conjunction to the fact that there's a language that Drift is fluent in due to his history: he knows violence, and he knows it well. At times, it is almost the only thing he can express fluidly, which is why he enjoys a good battle and teaching others how to defend themselves.
Character Abilities: Well, he can change into a car, has exceedingly good sword skills and writes a nice speech. He also has a holomatter, which allows him to project himself as solid, convincing human avatar. It works like a digital puppet, however unlike a hologram, can interact with it's surroundings.
Character Inventory: Two short blades, one great sword, a few energon cubes, a music player and some reading material.
Interaction Sample: Here!
Third Person Sample: It's a strange place, he has to admit. He's never seen anything quite like it, the closest he can come is remembering the brief time he spent in Japan on Earth. For as miserable as that planet was, he'd enjoyed the culture and the long, winding, mountain roads. Still, this is alarming, though preferable to cruising through D.J.D. space in a single-mech shuttle with only his faith and his swords.If he is somehow back on Earth, he needs to find a way out, pronto. It's the last thing he needs after being ejected from the Lost Light. Drift feels a frown stretch his features. It's bitter whenever the thought comes to mind. It creeps in at inopportune times. Annoying. He swallows it down, now is not the time.
Now is the time to figure out where the hell he's ended up. Tentative exploration will be best with a holomatter, he decides. Folding down into vehicle mode, he projects the puppet, who takes off at a casual pace. People tend to receive organics much better than cybertronians. Sadly. Though given the damage his race has done around the universe he can't really blame them. Countless planets destroyed. Whole races extinct because of them. Yeah, he'll just be a car over here for a while. If his holomatter gets shot or attacked, fortunately it won't do any real damage to him.
The walls make him want to climb. He was always a nimble guy, due to his frame type. His one asset, he remembers telling Ratchet all those years ago in Rodion. The one thing I have going for me. The memory brings up that same bitter taste that he's getting used to. Homesick. Homesick for the Lost Light, for Rodimus, even for Magnus and his disapproving stare. All the stupid adventures they got themselves into. He misses it terribly. This isn't the first time he's been alone on an alien world, but it is by far the worst possible timing. He doesn't ever remember wanting company this badly.
Player Name: Owen
Player Age: 26
Player Contact: AIM: Aircommanderp, Plurk: Jolta
Player/Character HMD: Here!
Other characters in game: n/a
IC Information
Character Name: Drift
Character Canon: Transformers: More Than Meets The Eye
Character Age: Roughly 6 million.
Character Gender: N/A
Canon Point: Post-exile
Character Canon History: Here!
Character Personality: At the very immediate first impression, Drift seems like a really nice guy. He's so bubbly cheerful that it's almost downright offensive to everyone else around him, seeing no boundaries before him as he brings up his overly religious and New Age theories into the fold. Feeling stressed out? Oh man, it must be your aura! You really need to get around to getting that cleansed! Maybe if we do some robot-styled feng shui, we can get that fixed for you! Others have remarked upon his demeanor as being a "happy hippy" guy, and frankly that's a great description... of his surface personality. All of the obnoxious optimism that Drift portrays? You can bet it's all an act. Drift has the perpetual need to play this out and go over the top in attempting to impress people around him, particularly Rodimus and Ratchet. He's not very well loved in the Autobot ranks, so he tries to make what friendship he can get stick. This isn't to say that Drift is completely unkind, but it's horribly exaggerated most of the time.
Beneath the facade Drift is very clearly insecure with who he is. Often times, Drift finds himself emulating people he's admired in the past instead of trusting his own instincts. Bottom line with this factor is that Drift, throughout his entire life, has had a hard time trying to find his place in the universe. At the moment, he seems to have taken to imitating people he's looked up to with varying degrees of instant karma and disappointment. The biggest complication that Drift seems to have with himself is that he can't seem to trust himself to make his own decisions. This likely links back to the fact that so many of his closer friends have died right in front of him, and his past regrets about joining the Decepticons in the first place.
Despite his flaws, Drift is incredibly loyal to those who even give the slightest implication of being his friend or, at the very least, are part of his crew. He will go out of his way for someone who gives him the time of day, and he will do everything in his power to protect them. This could almost be to the point of being nearly overly protective, though. Some people are a tad "trigger happy" and Drift can definitely become a slight bit "slash happy" in regards to keeping people well protected. This is in conjunction to the fact that there's a language that Drift is fluent in due to his history: he knows violence, and he knows it well. At times, it is almost the only thing he can express fluidly, which is why he enjoys a good battle and teaching others how to defend themselves.
Character Abilities: Well, he can change into a car, has exceedingly good sword skills and writes a nice speech. He also has a holomatter, which allows him to project himself as solid, convincing human avatar. It works like a digital puppet, however unlike a hologram, can interact with it's surroundings.
Character Inventory: Two short blades, one great sword, a few energon cubes, a music player and some reading material.
Interaction Sample: Here!
Third Person Sample: It's a strange place, he has to admit. He's never seen anything quite like it, the closest he can come is remembering the brief time he spent in Japan on Earth. For as miserable as that planet was, he'd enjoyed the culture and the long, winding, mountain roads. Still, this is alarming, though preferable to cruising through D.J.D. space in a single-mech shuttle with only his faith and his swords.If he is somehow back on Earth, he needs to find a way out, pronto. It's the last thing he needs after being ejected from the Lost Light. Drift feels a frown stretch his features. It's bitter whenever the thought comes to mind. It creeps in at inopportune times. Annoying. He swallows it down, now is not the time.
Now is the time to figure out where the hell he's ended up. Tentative exploration will be best with a holomatter, he decides. Folding down into vehicle mode, he projects the puppet, who takes off at a casual pace. People tend to receive organics much better than cybertronians. Sadly. Though given the damage his race has done around the universe he can't really blame them. Countless planets destroyed. Whole races extinct because of them. Yeah, he'll just be a car over here for a while. If his holomatter gets shot or attacked, fortunately it won't do any real damage to him.
The walls make him want to climb. He was always a nimble guy, due to his frame type. His one asset, he remembers telling Ratchet all those years ago in Rodion. The one thing I have going for me. The memory brings up that same bitter taste that he's getting used to. Homesick. Homesick for the Lost Light, for Rodimus, even for Magnus and his disapproving stare. All the stupid adventures they got themselves into. He misses it terribly. This isn't the first time he's been alone on an alien world, but it is by far the worst possible timing. He doesn't ever remember wanting company this badly.