Sound Ranger
Sept 4, 2012 0:47:34 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2012 0:47:34 GMT -5
-Player Info-
Name/Alias: Neku
IM/Email: Ask please
-Character Info-
Name: Sound Ranger
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Species: Cybertronian
Faction: Autobot
Occupation/Specialization: Secretary/Scout/Office Worker
Appearance/Altmode:
Sound Ranger stands a few inches shorter than Arcee, her headpiece is blue with gray in-between, resting on her forehead she has a gem that resembles a headlight. Three brackets stretch from the headlight towards the back of her head to connect in almost a bun like fashion. On the sides of her face there are gun metal grey brackets that are fused to her cheeks; they give of the sensation of handlebars. Her eyes are a deep blue and underneath her left eye there is a discoloration in her paint, a scar she obtained from the war that she never bothered to fix correctly. Her faceplate is a light blue and it extends down to the base of her neck, where her armor begins.
Her chest piece is a bright blue which starts with a yellow collar and a yellow bottom. Ranger’s shoulder blades are rounded and her arm pieces are flat and simple, but functional. On her arm’s there are headlight like jewels that honestly in her opinion looks rather silly. The base of her body is a gun metal grey. Her hip piece is also blue with
yellow trim.
(Here is an image of her: holographic-neku.deviantart.com/gallery/38978068#/d5d96kk )
Her Altmode is of an undefined Harley Davidson bike, a thick muscle motorcycle that can go very fast, and make a lot of noise. (Not as fast as Arcee mind you because she is a muscle motorcycle and those cannot go as quick as a sports model.)
History:
Sparked as a Cybertronian that was not given much of a purpose other than to serve those higher than her, Sound Ranger was molded into becoming a security bot. Her life was simple; get up in the mornings and train, rest and study whatever information she could at night. The young femme disliked her life as a fighter and strived to learn everything she could about their history and culture, because she had none. As the upper caste members began to find better uses for Sound Rangers fighting capabilities they kept her close to protect them in their seemingly seedy endeavors. The Cybertronians that ruled over the young femme had a gladiator they were training for the games. Ranger was never allowed to approach the male only watch by the sides of her masters as they shaped the other to be their personal weapon; watching them plot the male’s fate was sickening to her.
Sound Ranger began to hate the caste system, why must she remain with the ones that were so sadistic and almost evil? So the femme began to look elsewhere for hope and inspiration, branching out to try and capture as much information as she could on ways the system could be slipped through or ignored. Finally it was a good outlet for the Cybertronian female who enjoyed researching and finding new knowledge. But her searching had to be timed and well planned, for the watchful eyes of her masters were on her at almost all times. They noticed her slacking off and doubled the training she got on a weekly basis. While this hampered her quest it did not eradicate it. During the moments that she was not watching them rub their mechanical hands together over the life of the gladiator male she was digging around the city she lived in for a rumor or a miss placed word.
Time passed, and eventually the male was ready to be put into the ring, the upper castes were excited to see how he would do within a real battle. They brought Sound Ranger along to watch their backs as they went to the fights, they were paranoid and as the tournament progressed they had every right to be. Their male was defeated quickly by a stranger that rose the ranks faster than the onlookers expected. Sound Ranger was impressed by this male and took an interest in him after being dragged to a few of his fights. Everyone spoke about him so information was not hard to come by in regards of his cause; the male wanted to eradicate the caste system. This brought Sound Ranger’s attention to turn solely on him and look for a way to join his cause, but she was thwarted by her upper caste masters so in turn she could only watch from afar as the gladiator took his message to the leaders of the planet, and she was shocked when he was declined and that a data clerk somehow wooed them. Ranger kept a look out for any information towards the gladiator, but this data clerk had now intrigued her. Where the gladiator had failed he had succeeded.
But her masters would have none of her search of knowledge and information, they threatened to make her their next gladiator, this time though Ranger would have none of their schemes or threats. One night after the household had fallen into stasis Ranger slipped out and ran away, liking street life to the life of being basically a slave. Now a street mech Ranger began to dive deeper into the art of information gathering. Other Cybertronians were not forth giving in many circumstances, but then there were times where they would give her very juicy tidbits on the gladiator and data clerk turned Prime.
Not long after her conversion to a homeless mech Ranger found herself amidst an uprising. The two sides were the ones she was trying to research: the gladiator Megatron and the data clerk now prime Otimus. Her choice was easy: the Prime had been the one to get the council to listen to him, so he was the correct choice to her.
Besides, she thought that in a way they were similar, not in mind of course but in their choices. She was a warrior who wanted information but was forced to fight. He was an archivist who was given the ability to fight. The motives were different, but to Ranger they seemed to be linear. She joined up with the Primes forces with a new found will to fight: she had a reason to now, the gladiator’s forces were destroying the planet and while she had never really counted the place as her home she understood that there were plenty of good Cybertronians that did call Cybertron home, so she decided to set down her love for learning aside to protect the ones who could not protect themselves. The war though, went badly for her side, the Autobots lost at every turn and many a time was she captured. The torturing was brutal and left permanent scars in her personality and on her body, but every time Ranger would see a team mate fall or one of her comrades help another up her will to fight was renewed. She had things to fight for and so she would.
Cybertron then was lost to the Autobots.
With her comrades fleeing Sound Ranger also took to the stars, desperately trying to track her leader’s vessel to its destination. It took a long time and many mistakes, but eventually she found the little blue planet of Earth, and located the Autobot signal. That was where they were, and were she would be. Directing her vessel towards the surface she prayed that the battered ship would make it through the atmosphere.
But her flying skill were not grand and the ship was to damaged, so instead of a graceful decent she found herself falling.
Personality:
Sound Ranger is very quiet to those who only watch her. Her eyes will only focus on the thing before her at the current moment and will not stray from their initial target. Most of the time her body language is subtly negative and isolating, Ranger will not approach someone while working. She takes her jobs seriously to the point of absolute dedication. If she is interrupted she will likely turn on the intruder to spat some hostile, yet polite, words. Then quickly return to her task. To many people this will make her seem like a femme who does not want to be spoken to at all; while she is focused on her tasks, that is far from the truth. Sound Ranger is very warm; the femme just does not like to be interrupted. Usually if she has been sidetracked from her task she has a problem returning to it, her mind will wander unto less productive things and as a result she will never complete what she started.
Outside of her usual singular job she is a happy femme. Her smile and open posture will let her easily breeze past anyone around her. Ranger will not approach anyone to speak unless spoken to, or the conversation interests her. Besides her silent but happy nature Ranger has a very motherly side. She may be shorter than most others but she will take anyone under her wing that needs an ear to listen to or a friend to sit with. She enjoys helping others release their emotions.
Internally Ranger has problems: the war did a number on her. Her silent yet happy nature is not usually marred by the battle wounds she obtained as a lowly scout. But there are days when they seize control of her and throw her back into the darkness of her past. Silence becomes her motto on these days her posture is always folded inwards and she will stick to the shadows or more commonly an area that is not very well traveled to suffer through the visions she has. Her memories haunt her and commonly get the better of her. She agrees with the humans name for this psychological problem: Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Sound Ranger has her fun and ridiculous sides, granted usually it is over very small things, but once she gets going it is hard to tell her when to stop. If you get her to trust you enough she will spill her secrets when you ask. Just don’t betray her, she will get close to abandoning you and will never talk to you. But she will come to your aid in your time of need. She doesn’t like anyone getting hurt or killed; at least on her team.
Within the battle field many get to see Rangers darker sides. The ruthless warrior and scout that was within the war comes out with ease. Silence quickly falls over the Autobot femme and her movements become calculated and quick. She is not strong, but she moves with purpose. Her usual motive on the battle field consists of two things: survive, and protect her comrades. Her loyalty to her friends and companions knows no bounds. Ranger will take orders like a well-seasoned solider and even if they are questionable follow them. Because to her that is what a solider is.
Likes: Paperwork/ Cleaning her guns/ The company of others/ Winning against the Decepticons/ Fangirling/ Earth music/ Tarot Cards/ Reading just about anything
Dislikes: Loosing to the Deceptions/ Malfunctioning body parts or weapons/ Arguments/ Height jokes/ In-depth war stories/ Complaining
Strengths/Weapons:
Undying Loyalty: Gain this Autobot’s trust and you have a comrade for your entire life. Ranger will do anything to protect and defend her companions and friends.
Dual Guns: Think of Arcee’s guns, but make them more like a semi-automatic rifle. Ranger’s weapons are situated within her arms and can shoot quickly at any target that she aims at..
Flexible Frame: Sound Ranger can twist and turn in ways that bigger builds cannot. Her frame is light and easy to maneuver in small spaces giving her an almost ninja like ability. If it was not for her fighting style, which consists of more military moves that utilizes using her opponent’s weight and strength against themselves, she can be quick on her feet to get around them but commonly that is all that she uses it for unless trying to escape.
Weaknesses:
Structural Weakness: The war left her with wounds that were not fixed correctly and in turn became weaknesses. When struck they can cause her immense pain or even loss of movement in that area. She may not divulge in what areas are affected and will jump into a fight regardless. If hit correctly these weaknesses can kill her.
Tiny Female: Sound Ranger is a very small femme, and while quick can be easily subdued because she is not very strong.
Short Range: Her guns do not shoot that far.
Special skills: An ability to do any paperwork, she says she should have been born an archivist rather than a warrior. She likes the idea of history more.
Extra Info: She has a crush. (Secret!)
Name/Alias: Neku
IM/Email: Ask please
-Character Info-
Name: Sound Ranger
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Species: Cybertronian
Faction: Autobot
Occupation/Specialization: Secretary/Scout/Office Worker
Appearance/Altmode:
Sound Ranger stands a few inches shorter than Arcee, her headpiece is blue with gray in-between, resting on her forehead she has a gem that resembles a headlight. Three brackets stretch from the headlight towards the back of her head to connect in almost a bun like fashion. On the sides of her face there are gun metal grey brackets that are fused to her cheeks; they give of the sensation of handlebars. Her eyes are a deep blue and underneath her left eye there is a discoloration in her paint, a scar she obtained from the war that she never bothered to fix correctly. Her faceplate is a light blue and it extends down to the base of her neck, where her armor begins.
Her chest piece is a bright blue which starts with a yellow collar and a yellow bottom. Ranger’s shoulder blades are rounded and her arm pieces are flat and simple, but functional. On her arm’s there are headlight like jewels that honestly in her opinion looks rather silly. The base of her body is a gun metal grey. Her hip piece is also blue with
yellow trim.
(Here is an image of her: holographic-neku.deviantart.com/gallery/38978068#/d5d96kk )
Her Altmode is of an undefined Harley Davidson bike, a thick muscle motorcycle that can go very fast, and make a lot of noise. (Not as fast as Arcee mind you because she is a muscle motorcycle and those cannot go as quick as a sports model.)
History:
Sparked as a Cybertronian that was not given much of a purpose other than to serve those higher than her, Sound Ranger was molded into becoming a security bot. Her life was simple; get up in the mornings and train, rest and study whatever information she could at night. The young femme disliked her life as a fighter and strived to learn everything she could about their history and culture, because she had none. As the upper caste members began to find better uses for Sound Rangers fighting capabilities they kept her close to protect them in their seemingly seedy endeavors. The Cybertronians that ruled over the young femme had a gladiator they were training for the games. Ranger was never allowed to approach the male only watch by the sides of her masters as they shaped the other to be their personal weapon; watching them plot the male’s fate was sickening to her.
Sound Ranger began to hate the caste system, why must she remain with the ones that were so sadistic and almost evil? So the femme began to look elsewhere for hope and inspiration, branching out to try and capture as much information as she could on ways the system could be slipped through or ignored. Finally it was a good outlet for the Cybertronian female who enjoyed researching and finding new knowledge. But her searching had to be timed and well planned, for the watchful eyes of her masters were on her at almost all times. They noticed her slacking off and doubled the training she got on a weekly basis. While this hampered her quest it did not eradicate it. During the moments that she was not watching them rub their mechanical hands together over the life of the gladiator male she was digging around the city she lived in for a rumor or a miss placed word.
Time passed, and eventually the male was ready to be put into the ring, the upper castes were excited to see how he would do within a real battle. They brought Sound Ranger along to watch their backs as they went to the fights, they were paranoid and as the tournament progressed they had every right to be. Their male was defeated quickly by a stranger that rose the ranks faster than the onlookers expected. Sound Ranger was impressed by this male and took an interest in him after being dragged to a few of his fights. Everyone spoke about him so information was not hard to come by in regards of his cause; the male wanted to eradicate the caste system. This brought Sound Ranger’s attention to turn solely on him and look for a way to join his cause, but she was thwarted by her upper caste masters so in turn she could only watch from afar as the gladiator took his message to the leaders of the planet, and she was shocked when he was declined and that a data clerk somehow wooed them. Ranger kept a look out for any information towards the gladiator, but this data clerk had now intrigued her. Where the gladiator had failed he had succeeded.
But her masters would have none of her search of knowledge and information, they threatened to make her their next gladiator, this time though Ranger would have none of their schemes or threats. One night after the household had fallen into stasis Ranger slipped out and ran away, liking street life to the life of being basically a slave. Now a street mech Ranger began to dive deeper into the art of information gathering. Other Cybertronians were not forth giving in many circumstances, but then there were times where they would give her very juicy tidbits on the gladiator and data clerk turned Prime.
Not long after her conversion to a homeless mech Ranger found herself amidst an uprising. The two sides were the ones she was trying to research: the gladiator Megatron and the data clerk now prime Otimus. Her choice was easy: the Prime had been the one to get the council to listen to him, so he was the correct choice to her.
Besides, she thought that in a way they were similar, not in mind of course but in their choices. She was a warrior who wanted information but was forced to fight. He was an archivist who was given the ability to fight. The motives were different, but to Ranger they seemed to be linear. She joined up with the Primes forces with a new found will to fight: she had a reason to now, the gladiator’s forces were destroying the planet and while she had never really counted the place as her home she understood that there were plenty of good Cybertronians that did call Cybertron home, so she decided to set down her love for learning aside to protect the ones who could not protect themselves. The war though, went badly for her side, the Autobots lost at every turn and many a time was she captured. The torturing was brutal and left permanent scars in her personality and on her body, but every time Ranger would see a team mate fall or one of her comrades help another up her will to fight was renewed. She had things to fight for and so she would.
Cybertron then was lost to the Autobots.
With her comrades fleeing Sound Ranger also took to the stars, desperately trying to track her leader’s vessel to its destination. It took a long time and many mistakes, but eventually she found the little blue planet of Earth, and located the Autobot signal. That was where they were, and were she would be. Directing her vessel towards the surface she prayed that the battered ship would make it through the atmosphere.
But her flying skill were not grand and the ship was to damaged, so instead of a graceful decent she found herself falling.
Personality:
Sound Ranger is very quiet to those who only watch her. Her eyes will only focus on the thing before her at the current moment and will not stray from their initial target. Most of the time her body language is subtly negative and isolating, Ranger will not approach someone while working. She takes her jobs seriously to the point of absolute dedication. If she is interrupted she will likely turn on the intruder to spat some hostile, yet polite, words. Then quickly return to her task. To many people this will make her seem like a femme who does not want to be spoken to at all; while she is focused on her tasks, that is far from the truth. Sound Ranger is very warm; the femme just does not like to be interrupted. Usually if she has been sidetracked from her task she has a problem returning to it, her mind will wander unto less productive things and as a result she will never complete what she started.
Outside of her usual singular job she is a happy femme. Her smile and open posture will let her easily breeze past anyone around her. Ranger will not approach anyone to speak unless spoken to, or the conversation interests her. Besides her silent but happy nature Ranger has a very motherly side. She may be shorter than most others but she will take anyone under her wing that needs an ear to listen to or a friend to sit with. She enjoys helping others release their emotions.
Internally Ranger has problems: the war did a number on her. Her silent yet happy nature is not usually marred by the battle wounds she obtained as a lowly scout. But there are days when they seize control of her and throw her back into the darkness of her past. Silence becomes her motto on these days her posture is always folded inwards and she will stick to the shadows or more commonly an area that is not very well traveled to suffer through the visions she has. Her memories haunt her and commonly get the better of her. She agrees with the humans name for this psychological problem: Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Sound Ranger has her fun and ridiculous sides, granted usually it is over very small things, but once she gets going it is hard to tell her when to stop. If you get her to trust you enough she will spill her secrets when you ask. Just don’t betray her, she will get close to abandoning you and will never talk to you. But she will come to your aid in your time of need. She doesn’t like anyone getting hurt or killed; at least on her team.
Within the battle field many get to see Rangers darker sides. The ruthless warrior and scout that was within the war comes out with ease. Silence quickly falls over the Autobot femme and her movements become calculated and quick. She is not strong, but she moves with purpose. Her usual motive on the battle field consists of two things: survive, and protect her comrades. Her loyalty to her friends and companions knows no bounds. Ranger will take orders like a well-seasoned solider and even if they are questionable follow them. Because to her that is what a solider is.
Likes: Paperwork/ Cleaning her guns/ The company of others/ Winning against the Decepticons/ Fangirling/ Earth music/ Tarot Cards/ Reading just about anything
Dislikes: Loosing to the Deceptions/ Malfunctioning body parts or weapons/ Arguments/ Height jokes/ In-depth war stories/ Complaining
Strengths/Weapons:
Undying Loyalty: Gain this Autobot’s trust and you have a comrade for your entire life. Ranger will do anything to protect and defend her companions and friends.
Dual Guns: Think of Arcee’s guns, but make them more like a semi-automatic rifle. Ranger’s weapons are situated within her arms and can shoot quickly at any target that she aims at..
Flexible Frame: Sound Ranger can twist and turn in ways that bigger builds cannot. Her frame is light and easy to maneuver in small spaces giving her an almost ninja like ability. If it was not for her fighting style, which consists of more military moves that utilizes using her opponent’s weight and strength against themselves, she can be quick on her feet to get around them but commonly that is all that she uses it for unless trying to escape.
Weaknesses:
Structural Weakness: The war left her with wounds that were not fixed correctly and in turn became weaknesses. When struck they can cause her immense pain or even loss of movement in that area. She may not divulge in what areas are affected and will jump into a fight regardless. If hit correctly these weaknesses can kill her.
Tiny Female: Sound Ranger is a very small femme, and while quick can be easily subdued because she is not very strong.
Short Range: Her guns do not shoot that far.
Special skills: An ability to do any paperwork, she says she should have been born an archivist rather than a warrior. She likes the idea of history more.
Extra Info: She has a crush. (Secret!)