Windshield
May 17, 2018 16:14:11 GMT -5
Post by Windshield on May 17, 2018 16:14:11 GMT -5
<PLAYER INFO>
Name/Alias: Ian
<CHARACTER INFO>
Name: Windshield
Age: Early 20s
Gender: Mech
Species: Cybertronian
Faction: Decepticons
Occupation: Recon Agent, Hacker
Appearance:
Body Shape: Diminutive in size, Windshield is slightly shorter than a Vehicon but a little bit taller than Knockout. By Decepticon standards, he is something of a pipsqueak. The runt of a litter. He isn’t a stellar powerhouse of strength either and most of his body is pretty thin. His armor is light, sleek, decorative in nature, and unintrusive. There is some kibble to be found on Windshield, but not a whole lot. His chest is formed mostly by the hood and grill of his altmode while his thighs are covered by the windows. A pair of wheels protrudes from Windshield’s lower back. Above them sits a small Decepticon insignia with a Cybertronian barcode to its side.
Paintjob: His color scheme is comprised of three main colors. Black, white, and a muted shade of purple. Black is his dominant color, present mostly on the outer plating while white is focused around the inner mesh. The purple serves as an accent color, found on his shoulders, claws, wrists, and ankles. Windshield’s optics and glowing highlights are a bright, saturated orange shade, contrasting with his darb, delicate paint job.
Physiognomy: As far as facial features are concerned, Windshield isn’t a bad looker. In fact, some could even say he seems rather innocent at first glance. However, his expressions and mannerisms quickly betray that assumption. A crooked grin, a shallow smirk. You name an expression associated with cocky scumbags and Windshield is sure to have made it at least once.
Altmode: A black-and-white Ford Mustang GT Fastback V8 with purple rims and accents.
Pertinent History:
The Golden Age
Windshield is a cold construct brought to term in Iacon as a member of the 45th Sanitization Cohort. He spent the majority of his early life tending to the city’s sewers but took part in the protests predating The Tower Bombings where he resorted to violence against the authorities and committed involuntary manslaughter. He was promptly arrested and stood trial in his home city. He was sentenced to Empurata and life imprisonment.
Prison Sentence
Officially Windshield was imprisoned in Garrus-1, however, The Institue ran a secluded ward on the moon-sized prison reserved specifically for Decepticon sympathizers. The complex took part in experiments deemed unethical by the wider public. While in the penitentiary, Windshield developed strong Syk addiction. Following the Tower Bombings, this ward was raided by a Decepticon cell which caused a breakout, giving Windshield the opportunity to escape.
The War
Windshield joined the Decepticons after he was freed from Garrus-1 and underwent cosmetic surgery to reverse the process of Empurata, choosing his new body parts from a deceased warden, who died during the breakout incident. He later enlisted in Decepticon Intelligence under the tutelage of an infamous hacker and fought on the sidelines of such conflicts as The Stalemate of Praxus, and later The Simanzi Massacre.
The Exodus
Windshield took part in The Exodus aboard the warship Nemesis. During its fated encounter with the Ark, Windshield was deployed to infiltrate the vessel. However, his mission was compromised by an Autobot response team. Though they didn't kill Windshield, his body shut down into involuntary stasis which led the Autobots to believe they did.
The Last Jump and Present Day
During the final jump of the Ark, Windshield was jettisoned into Earth’s atmosphere aboard a segment of the ship’s interior. Due to the unique topography of the region of his landing, it took several years before Windshield was discovered by the Autobots Skirmisher and Whirl.
Personality:
Vain, loyal, attentive, selfish, scheming, obsessive, narcissistic, snarky, free-spirited, and competitive.
Windshield doesn't take anybody's scrap. He is a self-centered scumbag and a self-proclaimed master of stealth. Whatever the actual case, he for sure is a sleaze through and through. In Windshield’s opinion, it is completely okay to lie if it means getting what you need and want. It also doesn’t really matter who gets hurt in the process. It’s not Windshield’s business if a couple of people die or lose limbs, so long as he is happy at the end of the day.
It’d be an understatement to say Windshield loves himself. He is down-right narcissistic and self-absorbed. The source of this issue is his underlying inferiority complex born as the result of many eons in the chains of Functionism and spending more than a healthy amount of time without a proper face of his own. And don’t you DARE mention his height. Oh boy, will he explode.
It might sound like there is nothing good to say about Windshield. Well, it’s true that there isn’t a lot of it, but he is not completely devoid of positives. For one, Windshield is an incredibly attentive person. He knows that little details are important. After all, that’s how things go in the spy business. You either notice the little things or you die. It’s a simple concept and Windshield understands it better than most people.
Sometimes, this means Windshield gets to notice the yucky things he would rather not see. You know, that tiny chunk of Energon stuck between your teeth? Windshield can see that and it makes him absolutely disgusted. Seriously, gross.
As an Intelligence Agent, Windshield can be quite the strategic guy. He’ll make sure to do whatever it takes to get the job done. Once again, devil may care for the casualties of his actions. If the big bots are satisfied with his work, who is he to care about all the bodies, right?
Then there is Windshield’s willingness to go up and beyond. He wants everything in the world around him to be as perfect as he is. That means he will put a lot of effort into making it so. He wants a clean world, a fast world, a smart world—a place that’s exactly like him: flawless. Sadly, the world can’t be as awesome as he is and that makes Windshield mad. No results ever fully satisfy Windshield, even his own.
Okay, so Windshield might be a little bit of a mess, he might be a little bit selfish, a little bit of an asshat, and a tiny bit wicked, but deep down, he is a good kid—or was, like, four million years ago. If he still is beneath all those piles of scum remains to be seen.
Likes: Windshield likes a lot of things besides himself. Shiny things and fast things mostly. Stars always fascinated him, and so did racing because stars are shiny and racing is fast. Simple is that. Then there are some other interests Windshield has that many people wouldn’t think of. He’s a fan of philosophy, debate, and alien cultures. Most of these concepts were denied to him during Functionism, so he’s quite curious about them. In contrast, much more in line with his past experiences and personality, Windshield doesn’t mind spending an entire afternoon getting high on Syk or selfsame substances.
Dislikes: Show Windshield a sniveling, loud, and clumsy NAIL doctor and you pretty much just embodied around 70% of the things he dislikes and fears. A couple other concepts he doesn’t particularly favor are tight places, Empurata, sewers, and everything else that reminds him of his early life in the canalizations under Iacon. He finds organic biology pretty gross too, even though he might be interested in the race’s culture. Unnecessary violence bores Windshield. It’s not so much that he’d be repulsed by it, rather he doesn’t like the fact that it makes more mess for him to clean up.
Weapons:
Broom of Doom: Despite throwing his janitorial life behind, Windshield still loves to keep things tidy. From time to time, he'd just run around the base and compulsively clean dirt. The broom is a mighty weapon against germs. He keeps one of these handy things in his sub-space compartment, ready to unleash his fury on all the sticky organic microbes in the universe.
Daggers: Windshield's primary weapon of choice are throwing daggers, akin to knives in design. They aren't special by any means, used best against weak points like joints or other gaps in armor. He stores twelve of them hidden under the plating on his forearms, ready to spring a pair from beneath his wrist whenever need be.
Damage Beams: Windshield uses a pair of weapons which serve as a form of continuous, uninterrupted laser. They fire in a straight line for a maximum of five seconds before they overheat or until Windshield's fingers slip from the triggers. Then, after a couple more seconds, they are ready to fire again. There is a window of time for even slow targets to move their skid plates from the line of fire after the weapons overheat, or while Windshield's firing his laser beams.
The longer the beam is focused, the more damage it does. It can chew through scout-class plating in the first two seconds of being fired, and medium-to-heavy armor at the fourth second mark. The weapon's ammunition of choice is Windshield's own Energon. Due to his small size and low Energon consumption, they are best used in moderation.
When not used, these weapons are stored in Windshield's outer thighs, right beneath the car windows, which move out of the way for the hacker to swiftly draw and sheathe his guns.
Strengths:
Speedy: Windshield loves racing. The bot is an absolute nutjob when it comes to pushing the pedal to the absolute limit. Even though he might not be the fastest Con, Windshield will unquestionably make up for the lack of horsepower in sheer effort. (Max speed: 250 MPH)
Acrobatic: Being fast is nice and all. But being nimble is even better. As a Decepticon recon specialist, Windshield relies on dodging hits rather than blocking them. If there is one thing Windshield is good at, it is avoiding stuff. Literally and figuratively.
Liaison: Windshield didn't survive the war just by punching 'Bots and hacking their toys. He is able to make up believable lies on the spot. Though sometimes he comes off as sleazy, he knows when to put his mouth where his money is and talk his way out of problems.
Keen Eye: Windshield has been an agent for almost as long as he's been a janitor. There is very little those two occupations have in common in the optics of the uneducated observer, but the truth of the matter is that they are very much alike. Paying attention to details was crucial in both epochs of Windshield's life.
Thermal Visor: If you’re a scout and a Decepticon and you work mostly in the dark, it is handy to have a pair of goggles to see. All those heat signatures make it hard to focus if there is a firefight going on though. Windshield's can be found either hanging loosely from his neck or hidden in the sub-space compartment in his upper back when he is not currently using them.
Weaknesses:
Dependency: Windshield never fully recovered from his Syk addiction. Despite numerous attempts at doing so, he remains dependant on the circuit booster. Going for a while without it is hard enough for him. Wait till he learns there aren't any Syk dealers on Earth—or are there?
Frail: Being fast never comes without a price. In Windshield's case, like with many other speedy Cybertronian, he sacrifices strength for the extra miles per hour which means he doesn't pack much punch in hand-to-hand combat.
Fragile: His armor is very weak. A good punch from somebody like Prime can be potentially lethal for a lightweight like Windshield. He is extra careful with large Bots and even Cons because he knows that one step in the wrong direction is the last step in the wrong direction.
Perfectionist: Windshield is almost never satisfied with the results of anybody's work. He is a hardcore perfectionist, which sometimes drives him to two extremes. Either he maddeningly spends hours upon hours on perfecting whatever it is that he is working on. Or he just gives up. Depends on how important his job is.
Petty!: Despite his intelligence, Windshield is often brought down by being a horrendously frivolous person. He clings to old hatreds like one of those dusty bots with one servo in the scrapheap. Alright, maybe not that bad. But he can be a pain in the aft sometimes, even in times when it isn't exactly appropriate.
Special Skills:
Hacker: Windshield gives Soundwave a run for his money. Okay, he doesn't. But he likes to think that and everybody is free to dream. As one of the many Decepticon infiltrators, he surely is no pushover in the field of data extraction, though. Due to his excessive attention to detail, Windshield was able to channel the skills that once made him a good janitor into being an even better hacker.
Name/Alias: Ian
<CHARACTER INFO>
Name: Windshield
Age: Early 20s
Gender: Mech
Species: Cybertronian
Faction: Decepticons
Occupation: Recon Agent, Hacker
Appearance:
Body Shape: Diminutive in size, Windshield is slightly shorter than a Vehicon but a little bit taller than Knockout. By Decepticon standards, he is something of a pipsqueak. The runt of a litter. He isn’t a stellar powerhouse of strength either and most of his body is pretty thin. His armor is light, sleek, decorative in nature, and unintrusive. There is some kibble to be found on Windshield, but not a whole lot. His chest is formed mostly by the hood and grill of his altmode while his thighs are covered by the windows. A pair of wheels protrudes from Windshield’s lower back. Above them sits a small Decepticon insignia with a Cybertronian barcode to its side.
Paintjob: His color scheme is comprised of three main colors. Black, white, and a muted shade of purple. Black is his dominant color, present mostly on the outer plating while white is focused around the inner mesh. The purple serves as an accent color, found on his shoulders, claws, wrists, and ankles. Windshield’s optics and glowing highlights are a bright, saturated orange shade, contrasting with his darb, delicate paint job.
Physiognomy: As far as facial features are concerned, Windshield isn’t a bad looker. In fact, some could even say he seems rather innocent at first glance. However, his expressions and mannerisms quickly betray that assumption. A crooked grin, a shallow smirk. You name an expression associated with cocky scumbags and Windshield is sure to have made it at least once.
Altmode: A black-and-white Ford Mustang GT Fastback V8 with purple rims and accents.
Pertinent History:
The Golden Age
Windshield is a cold construct brought to term in Iacon as a member of the 45th Sanitization Cohort. He spent the majority of his early life tending to the city’s sewers but took part in the protests predating The Tower Bombings where he resorted to violence against the authorities and committed involuntary manslaughter. He was promptly arrested and stood trial in his home city. He was sentenced to Empurata and life imprisonment.
Prison Sentence
Officially Windshield was imprisoned in Garrus-1, however, The Institue ran a secluded ward on the moon-sized prison reserved specifically for Decepticon sympathizers. The complex took part in experiments deemed unethical by the wider public. While in the penitentiary, Windshield developed strong Syk addiction. Following the Tower Bombings, this ward was raided by a Decepticon cell which caused a breakout, giving Windshield the opportunity to escape.
The War
Windshield joined the Decepticons after he was freed from Garrus-1 and underwent cosmetic surgery to reverse the process of Empurata, choosing his new body parts from a deceased warden, who died during the breakout incident. He later enlisted in Decepticon Intelligence under the tutelage of an infamous hacker and fought on the sidelines of such conflicts as The Stalemate of Praxus, and later The Simanzi Massacre.
The Exodus
Windshield took part in The Exodus aboard the warship Nemesis. During its fated encounter with the Ark, Windshield was deployed to infiltrate the vessel. However, his mission was compromised by an Autobot response team. Though they didn't kill Windshield, his body shut down into involuntary stasis which led the Autobots to believe they did.
The Last Jump and Present Day
During the final jump of the Ark, Windshield was jettisoned into Earth’s atmosphere aboard a segment of the ship’s interior. Due to the unique topography of the region of his landing, it took several years before Windshield was discovered by the Autobots Skirmisher and Whirl.
Personality:
Vain, loyal, attentive, selfish, scheming, obsessive, narcissistic, snarky, free-spirited, and competitive.
Windshield doesn't take anybody's scrap. He is a self-centered scumbag and a self-proclaimed master of stealth. Whatever the actual case, he for sure is a sleaze through and through. In Windshield’s opinion, it is completely okay to lie if it means getting what you need and want. It also doesn’t really matter who gets hurt in the process. It’s not Windshield’s business if a couple of people die or lose limbs, so long as he is happy at the end of the day.
It’d be an understatement to say Windshield loves himself. He is down-right narcissistic and self-absorbed. The source of this issue is his underlying inferiority complex born as the result of many eons in the chains of Functionism and spending more than a healthy amount of time without a proper face of his own. And don’t you DARE mention his height. Oh boy, will he explode.
It might sound like there is nothing good to say about Windshield. Well, it’s true that there isn’t a lot of it, but he is not completely devoid of positives. For one, Windshield is an incredibly attentive person. He knows that little details are important. After all, that’s how things go in the spy business. You either notice the little things or you die. It’s a simple concept and Windshield understands it better than most people.
Sometimes, this means Windshield gets to notice the yucky things he would rather not see. You know, that tiny chunk of Energon stuck between your teeth? Windshield can see that and it makes him absolutely disgusted. Seriously, gross.
As an Intelligence Agent, Windshield can be quite the strategic guy. He’ll make sure to do whatever it takes to get the job done. Once again, devil may care for the casualties of his actions. If the big bots are satisfied with his work, who is he to care about all the bodies, right?
Then there is Windshield’s willingness to go up and beyond. He wants everything in the world around him to be as perfect as he is. That means he will put a lot of effort into making it so. He wants a clean world, a fast world, a smart world—a place that’s exactly like him: flawless. Sadly, the world can’t be as awesome as he is and that makes Windshield mad. No results ever fully satisfy Windshield, even his own.
Okay, so Windshield might be a little bit of a mess, he might be a little bit selfish, a little bit of an asshat, and a tiny bit wicked, but deep down, he is a good kid—or was, like, four million years ago. If he still is beneath all those piles of scum remains to be seen.
Likes: Windshield likes a lot of things besides himself. Shiny things and fast things mostly. Stars always fascinated him, and so did racing because stars are shiny and racing is fast. Simple is that. Then there are some other interests Windshield has that many people wouldn’t think of. He’s a fan of philosophy, debate, and alien cultures. Most of these concepts were denied to him during Functionism, so he’s quite curious about them. In contrast, much more in line with his past experiences and personality, Windshield doesn’t mind spending an entire afternoon getting high on Syk or selfsame substances.
Dislikes: Show Windshield a sniveling, loud, and clumsy NAIL doctor and you pretty much just embodied around 70% of the things he dislikes and fears. A couple other concepts he doesn’t particularly favor are tight places, Empurata, sewers, and everything else that reminds him of his early life in the canalizations under Iacon. He finds organic biology pretty gross too, even though he might be interested in the race’s culture. Unnecessary violence bores Windshield. It’s not so much that he’d be repulsed by it, rather he doesn’t like the fact that it makes more mess for him to clean up.
Weapons:
Broom of Doom: Despite throwing his janitorial life behind, Windshield still loves to keep things tidy. From time to time, he'd just run around the base and compulsively clean dirt. The broom is a mighty weapon against germs. He keeps one of these handy things in his sub-space compartment, ready to unleash his fury on all the sticky organic microbes in the universe.
Daggers: Windshield's primary weapon of choice are throwing daggers, akin to knives in design. They aren't special by any means, used best against weak points like joints or other gaps in armor. He stores twelve of them hidden under the plating on his forearms, ready to spring a pair from beneath his wrist whenever need be.
Damage Beams: Windshield uses a pair of weapons which serve as a form of continuous, uninterrupted laser. They fire in a straight line for a maximum of five seconds before they overheat or until Windshield's fingers slip from the triggers. Then, after a couple more seconds, they are ready to fire again. There is a window of time for even slow targets to move their skid plates from the line of fire after the weapons overheat, or while Windshield's firing his laser beams.
The longer the beam is focused, the more damage it does. It can chew through scout-class plating in the first two seconds of being fired, and medium-to-heavy armor at the fourth second mark. The weapon's ammunition of choice is Windshield's own Energon. Due to his small size and low Energon consumption, they are best used in moderation.
When not used, these weapons are stored in Windshield's outer thighs, right beneath the car windows, which move out of the way for the hacker to swiftly draw and sheathe his guns.
Strengths:
Speedy: Windshield loves racing. The bot is an absolute nutjob when it comes to pushing the pedal to the absolute limit. Even though he might not be the fastest Con, Windshield will unquestionably make up for the lack of horsepower in sheer effort. (Max speed: 250 MPH)
Acrobatic: Being fast is nice and all. But being nimble is even better. As a Decepticon recon specialist, Windshield relies on dodging hits rather than blocking them. If there is one thing Windshield is good at, it is avoiding stuff. Literally and figuratively.
Liaison: Windshield didn't survive the war just by punching 'Bots and hacking their toys. He is able to make up believable lies on the spot. Though sometimes he comes off as sleazy, he knows when to put his mouth where his money is and talk his way out of problems.
Keen Eye: Windshield has been an agent for almost as long as he's been a janitor. There is very little those two occupations have in common in the optics of the uneducated observer, but the truth of the matter is that they are very much alike. Paying attention to details was crucial in both epochs of Windshield's life.
Thermal Visor: If you’re a scout and a Decepticon and you work mostly in the dark, it is handy to have a pair of goggles to see. All those heat signatures make it hard to focus if there is a firefight going on though. Windshield's can be found either hanging loosely from his neck or hidden in the sub-space compartment in his upper back when he is not currently using them.
Weaknesses:
Dependency: Windshield never fully recovered from his Syk addiction. Despite numerous attempts at doing so, he remains dependant on the circuit booster. Going for a while without it is hard enough for him. Wait till he learns there aren't any Syk dealers on Earth—or are there?
Frail: Being fast never comes without a price. In Windshield's case, like with many other speedy Cybertronian, he sacrifices strength for the extra miles per hour which means he doesn't pack much punch in hand-to-hand combat.
Fragile: His armor is very weak. A good punch from somebody like Prime can be potentially lethal for a lightweight like Windshield. He is extra careful with large Bots and even Cons because he knows that one step in the wrong direction is the last step in the wrong direction.
Perfectionist: Windshield is almost never satisfied with the results of anybody's work. He is a hardcore perfectionist, which sometimes drives him to two extremes. Either he maddeningly spends hours upon hours on perfecting whatever it is that he is working on. Or he just gives up. Depends on how important his job is.
Petty!: Despite his intelligence, Windshield is often brought down by being a horrendously frivolous person. He clings to old hatreds like one of those dusty bots with one servo in the scrapheap. Alright, maybe not that bad. But he can be a pain in the aft sometimes, even in times when it isn't exactly appropriate.
Special Skills:
Hacker: Windshield gives Soundwave a run for his money. Okay, he doesn't. But he likes to think that and everybody is free to dream. As one of the many Decepticon infiltrators, he surely is no pushover in the field of data extraction, though. Due to his excessive attention to detail, Windshield was able to channel the skills that once made him a good janitor into being an even better hacker.
