Electrocap
Mar 16, 2013 2:04:22 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2013 2:04:22 GMT -5
-Player Info-
Name/Alias: Pen
IM/Email: penandpencil42@gmail.com
-Character Info-
Name: Electrocap
Age (or human equivalent): Around three million years old
Gender (or human equivalent): Female
Species: Cybertronian
Faction: Autobot
Occupation/Specialization:Adventurer The orange yeti of the mountain Beating the tar out of other cassettes Hardware and infrastructure sabotage
Appearance/Altmode: Electrocap’s primary paint scheme is orange, with white and light-blue detailing on the chassis and a light grey colouring on her facial plates and servos. Her alt mode is that of an old-fashioned Cybertronian cassette – it was something of her creator’s nod to a more nostalgic age. As a result her ‘bot mode is built on the sturdier side, but due to lighter plating and flexible joint linkages she doesn’t move like she has a pole stuck up her back strut. She stands at 5’6, and in her alt-mode defies any monstrosity of a boom box that humankind has ever engineered.
History:
Kingsley was a wily old shopkeeper and middlemech who was rumoured to be of perhaps a less than saintly repute. He was lured to the Autobot cause as an intel operative, at the beginning of what was then known only as the Civil War, by way of a very nice pay packet: the main prize being the promise of three new minicons to join him and his cassette Sparkplug. The five formed a tightly-knit cohort amongst themselves and, eventually, with the other ‘Bots in their battalion. It became a very close family unit.
However, an air raid got the drop on their HQ while Electrocap was at a medic camp a few miles away, getting repairs from a nasty scuffle with a Decepticon carrier. With her cohort absolutely obliterated, after Electrocap was discharged she went to ground, running solo missions and hopping between battalions as she worked the broken pieces of her carrier-cassette bond into a kind of workable, achievable autonomy. In her battalion-hopping she reconnected with the cargo plane-alt Jumpstart, one of Kingley’s old friends, and eventually formed a carrier-cassette bond with her. She performed some infiltration duties, but her primary function was to dock with Jumpstart while they sought bloody revenge on the battlefields. This self-destructive end did, unsurprisingly, lead them into getting way above their heads: Jumpstart did not die well, and Caps was that close to following right behind her.
Longreach was her third carrier. She already had two symbiotants, one self-named Cassetty and the other called Overtone. After a million years of autonomy, Electrocap behaved as a functional fourth ranger of the cohort until, eventually, she made the decision to forge another hardware link. They formed a tightly-knit cohort, with Electrocap learning how to adjust to the different bonds shared between symbiotants and their hosts, and she became incredibly fond of the trio. They volunteered to stay behind at the Exodus to ensure the Ark ‘s successful launch. Manning Cassetty and Overtone’s information updates from the field on an energon carrier, their control room was bombed and Longreach pinned. Possessing knowledge of valuable ciphers and co-ordinates of supply routes, and with almost no time until they were discovered, Longreach ordered Electrocap to completely wipe her processor clean.
Electrocap did it. Took the other two cassettes by the hand when they returned and ran, as far and fast as they could. But the loss of their creator’s spark had given them so little left to sustain their own sparks on. Overtone perished first, and Cassetty followed not long after. In the intensity of that grief and horror at what she’d done Electrocap fell off the radar, cannibalising energon and parts from the dead that littered Cybertron. It was left in a hellish state after the Exodus of their leaders and cause – of confusion and fear, and the most evil, untempered barbarism from all sides. The war could not decide if it still raged on or not, so it simply settled for unspeakable crimes against sentiency, as those who were left tried to survive the desolation of their new world order.
But, over time, Electrocap started to dig herself out of her rut. Cobbled together enough favours, shannix and fuel to acquire her own minicraft and, after a few holovid crash courses on flying, left that hateful metal ball to rust in her rear imager. Electrocap was going to find the Autobots on Earth. And she was idetermined.
The journey alone without a space bridge was going to be monumentally long, and Electrocap was prepared with fuel and solar arrays to travel that distance. But before long into her journey she fell into a wormhole (unlucky) and was spat out right in the vicinity of the Earthern solar system (insanely lucky). The wear and tear of spontaneous wormhole travel was not something her ship was built for, and it was with notable stubbornness that the craft refused to explode on atmospheric entry, instead opting to break up spectacularly over the Pacific and deposit the kernel of the control room in frigid waters off the coast of Russia in the 1980’s.
With practically all of her auxiliary systems offline, including her communications array, Electrocap was forced to resume her search effectively blind and on foot. She travelled west, a tightly rugged and plump package of furs that hid the alien within, to shield her systems from the impossible cold. She observed at a distance the cacophonic, catastrophic, tumbling up-and-down madness and sheer diversity of the Earth’s most technologically advanced lifefrom. Coming from a recently-dead world that was positively static compared to the rate at which organic life moved, the Cybertronian drank up the Earthen cultures and languages like she was a mesh sponge. Television, radio, print – she took it all in. The Earth was strange, and at times frightening, but always weird and wonderful and mind-bogglingly FANTASTIC. She just could not get enough.
Aside from the overwhelming imperative to not be discovered on a non-contact planet, Electrocap’s movements were heavily dictated by the fashions and the seasons. In most places, the summertime all but restricted EC to nighttime jaunts, but bitterly cold winters permitted a somewhat-greater degree of movement during the day if she so desired. Whenever she needed to rest, Electrocap would transform into an adventurously large hobby-model of a human music cassette, and propped herself against a wall in an unlocked basement or slid under a shelf. She was only carried away by over-zealous hipsters, searching for that perfect retro look, three times. That’s how she first crossed the North Atlantic ocean: via the magical portal of eBay, and actual ship-based shipping.
Personality:
A cheerful, outgoing and vivacious bot, Electrocap acts as though she has a direct fuel line to life: living every moment as large as she possibly can and positively seeking out and thriving off any adrenaline rush she can find. EC loves being surrounded by people and is incredibly loyal to those she cares about. Her natural state is that of a sunny, and at times steely, optimism – if there is a will, then there is most certainly always a way.
With this confidence and exuberance Electrocap can come across as being rather forthright, and also has a tendency to skip the filtering stage between her processor and vocaliser. She loves a good chat, and as a Cybertronian she has been affirmed with the biological gift of talking for hours without ever taking breath. But over time Electrocap has mellowed out a little: an Earth full of unsuspecting humans has taught her to enjoy her own company. Sitting still used to be a painful bottling-up of unfettered energy, but now she can do so with (relative) ease – enjoy it, even, if she has a book, or a movie, or warm cup of fuel. Maybe she’s starting to mature just a touch. Though Electrocap comes across as bubbly and easily distracted by – ooh, shiny! – when it’s mission time her game face snaps on, and it’s all serious business.
Likes: SNOW! Earth! Humans! Travel! Music (especially cello). Movies. Cryptic crosswords. Adrenaline rush. Extreme sports. Normal sports. Musicals. Disney. Glee. Socialising. Making friends. Dogs. Whales. Reading paper books.
Dislikes: Processor purges. Big cats. Bullies. Being underfuelled. Being lonely. Cybertron.
Strengths/Weapons:
• The Determinator.[/u] Electrocap is pretty much your average everyday run-of-the-mill cassette. She’s got her basic coding, she’s at where you’d expect in the hacking gig and stands well below midget status for the majority of the Cybertronian population. But one thing that sets her apart is that she is made of a fierce determination. Her small frame houses a tenacious streak so large that she would rescue a single snowflake from the depths of the Pit itself, qualifications be damned. She will utilise any scrap of a plan on the fly or simply make it up as she goes along, but she will jerry it up, MacGuyver it down and not let go until the mission is through, the job is finished, and the work has been done. It has made her a resourceful bot, and a damned good pocket-rocket motivator out on the battlefield for whichever lucky bot she’s linked to.
• Hand lasers. Her hands retract into naked foot-long ‘lasers’. They look more like a welder’s torch light, but they cut things up real good so hey, lasers: that’s what we’re sticking with. Designed for sabotaging hardware systems, they can cut through wiring and ship-grade materials with relative ease. They can also give a standard-sized bot hardcore tatts or severed fingers, depending on the setting.
• Battle mix tape EC has excellent experience fighting Cybertronians her own size (and now humans too!). In her original carrier-cassette cohort all she needed to do was some structural damage at the end when the hacking was done. In the meantime, she kept herself occupied by viciously pounding on any no-good slimy-cased bastards that thought they could get the drop on HER bots with their backs turned. And she’s a mighty quick and painful educator.
• Babel bot. Being literally dumped on an alien world without any internet (or any means of hooking up to it) has meant Electrocap needed to learn her languages the old-fashioned way. After gaining a shaky grasp over the first four she can now speak at least a hundred different natural Earthen tongues, and picks up new ones quicker than the common cold. However, she is still trying to speak proper whale.
• Coding, hacking, information gathering. She’s a cassette. We get it.
• Actually, she’s really good at getting around the human stuff too. Yep. We get it. An Earthbound cassette. Whoop-dee-doo.
Weaknesses:
•Yippy dog syndrome Fun size. Electrocap is large of spark and incredibly short on stature. Coupled with her rather obstinate nature, and she tends to think that she’s a lot bigger than what she is. Given the opportunity, she’ll face down a standard Cybertronian frame without even flinching. Oh, she has been squished many times before. She doesn’t learn.
• No holo. Designed to work as part of a cohesive unit with a rather expansive carrier and minicon cohort, the three minicon frames Kingsley managed to wrangle were made without the standard holoavatar tech included.
• This bipedal frame was made for walking. Yep, Electrocap doesn’t have many options for getting anywhere with haste. She can either hitch a ride, walk, or just transform into a cassette and sit there and do nothing. In protest.
• Voluntary scrapper. Electrocap fell into the role of cassette bodyguard; it’s not her primary function. Designed for the behind-the-scenes action of security breeches and sabotage, she has no ranged firepower and light, flexible plating. Not that you get much frontline grade blast-door plating on other cassettes, but she’s not made for the ring herself either.
• Sticky weapons. Those lasers of hers are rather temperamental. After a botched repair job from an incredibly dodgy 'specialist' EC can have a streak of smooth, uninterrupted usage - and then have the transformation gears seize up, the lasers fail to flare, or, rarely, the entire system can start to dangerously overheat. Then she needs a bucket of ice water or a pile of snow pronto.
• Carpe diem is most definitely one thing – and rash, poorly thought-out and impulsive decisions are quite another. Electrocap falls neatly into both categories, but should be much more concerned about the second one. SeeYippy dog syndrome Fun size.
Special skills:
Eking out a living on Earth for over 30 years has had Electrocap pick up a huge array of random skills of varying importance. Lacking a usable alternative mode of her own, Electrocap has learned to utilise many of the varied methods of transport that the Earth has to offer. She can drive a car, truck, train, segue (one on each foot), horse-led carriage, elk-led carriage, dog sled, motor bike and oar-powered boat. Ironically, the one animal she cannot persuade to move any length of distance is the only one that is as stubborn as she is – the donkey. She can do her taxes in over thirty different countries, and use the power of alien hand-laser technology to whip up the perfect batch of popcorn. Electrocap can quote you a line from any movie, anytime, anywhere. And her grasp of business and economics is surprisingly good – but given vorns under Kingsley’s tutelage, it’d be safe to assume that the ethics imparted do not match with traditional business standards.
Name/Alias: Pen
IM/Email: penandpencil42@gmail.com
-Character Info-
Name: Electrocap
Age (or human equivalent): Around three million years old
Gender (or human equivalent): Female
Species: Cybertronian
Faction: Autobot
Occupation/Specialization:
Appearance/Altmode: Electrocap’s primary paint scheme is orange, with white and light-blue detailing on the chassis and a light grey colouring on her facial plates and servos. Her alt mode is that of an old-fashioned Cybertronian cassette – it was something of her creator’s nod to a more nostalgic age. As a result her ‘bot mode is built on the sturdier side, but due to lighter plating and flexible joint linkages she doesn’t move like she has a pole stuck up her back strut. She stands at 5’6, and in her alt-mode defies any monstrosity of a boom box that humankind has ever engineered.
History:
Kingsley was a wily old shopkeeper and middlemech who was rumoured to be of perhaps a less than saintly repute. He was lured to the Autobot cause as an intel operative, at the beginning of what was then known only as the Civil War, by way of a very nice pay packet: the main prize being the promise of three new minicons to join him and his cassette Sparkplug. The five formed a tightly-knit cohort amongst themselves and, eventually, with the other ‘Bots in their battalion. It became a very close family unit.
However, an air raid got the drop on their HQ while Electrocap was at a medic camp a few miles away, getting repairs from a nasty scuffle with a Decepticon carrier. With her cohort absolutely obliterated, after Electrocap was discharged she went to ground, running solo missions and hopping between battalions as she worked the broken pieces of her carrier-cassette bond into a kind of workable, achievable autonomy. In her battalion-hopping she reconnected with the cargo plane-alt Jumpstart, one of Kingley’s old friends, and eventually formed a carrier-cassette bond with her. She performed some infiltration duties, but her primary function was to dock with Jumpstart while they sought bloody revenge on the battlefields. This self-destructive end did, unsurprisingly, lead them into getting way above their heads: Jumpstart did not die well, and Caps was that close to following right behind her.
Longreach was her third carrier. She already had two symbiotants, one self-named Cassetty and the other called Overtone. After a million years of autonomy, Electrocap behaved as a functional fourth ranger of the cohort until, eventually, she made the decision to forge another hardware link. They formed a tightly-knit cohort, with Electrocap learning how to adjust to the different bonds shared between symbiotants and their hosts, and she became incredibly fond of the trio. They volunteered to stay behind at the Exodus to ensure the Ark ‘s successful launch. Manning Cassetty and Overtone’s information updates from the field on an energon carrier, their control room was bombed and Longreach pinned. Possessing knowledge of valuable ciphers and co-ordinates of supply routes, and with almost no time until they were discovered, Longreach ordered Electrocap to completely wipe her processor clean.
Electrocap did it. Took the other two cassettes by the hand when they returned and ran, as far and fast as they could. But the loss of their creator’s spark had given them so little left to sustain their own sparks on. Overtone perished first, and Cassetty followed not long after. In the intensity of that grief and horror at what she’d done Electrocap fell off the radar, cannibalising energon and parts from the dead that littered Cybertron. It was left in a hellish state after the Exodus of their leaders and cause – of confusion and fear, and the most evil, untempered barbarism from all sides. The war could not decide if it still raged on or not, so it simply settled for unspeakable crimes against sentiency, as those who were left tried to survive the desolation of their new world order.
But, over time, Electrocap started to dig herself out of her rut. Cobbled together enough favours, shannix and fuel to acquire her own minicraft and, after a few holovid crash courses on flying, left that hateful metal ball to rust in her rear imager. Electrocap was going to find the Autobots on Earth. And she was idetermined.
The journey alone without a space bridge was going to be monumentally long, and Electrocap was prepared with fuel and solar arrays to travel that distance. But before long into her journey she fell into a wormhole (unlucky) and was spat out right in the vicinity of the Earthern solar system (insanely lucky). The wear and tear of spontaneous wormhole travel was not something her ship was built for, and it was with notable stubbornness that the craft refused to explode on atmospheric entry, instead opting to break up spectacularly over the Pacific and deposit the kernel of the control room in frigid waters off the coast of Russia in the 1980’s.
With practically all of her auxiliary systems offline, including her communications array, Electrocap was forced to resume her search effectively blind and on foot. She travelled west, a tightly rugged and plump package of furs that hid the alien within, to shield her systems from the impossible cold. She observed at a distance the cacophonic, catastrophic, tumbling up-and-down madness and sheer diversity of the Earth’s most technologically advanced lifefrom. Coming from a recently-dead world that was positively static compared to the rate at which organic life moved, the Cybertronian drank up the Earthen cultures and languages like she was a mesh sponge. Television, radio, print – she took it all in. The Earth was strange, and at times frightening, but always weird and wonderful and mind-bogglingly FANTASTIC. She just could not get enough.
Aside from the overwhelming imperative to not be discovered on a non-contact planet, Electrocap’s movements were heavily dictated by the fashions and the seasons. In most places, the summertime all but restricted EC to nighttime jaunts, but bitterly cold winters permitted a somewhat-greater degree of movement during the day if she so desired. Whenever she needed to rest, Electrocap would transform into an adventurously large hobby-model of a human music cassette, and propped herself against a wall in an unlocked basement or slid under a shelf. She was only carried away by over-zealous hipsters, searching for that perfect retro look, three times. That’s how she first crossed the North Atlantic ocean: via the magical portal of eBay, and actual ship-based shipping.
Personality:
A cheerful, outgoing and vivacious bot, Electrocap acts as though she has a direct fuel line to life: living every moment as large as she possibly can and positively seeking out and thriving off any adrenaline rush she can find. EC loves being surrounded by people and is incredibly loyal to those she cares about. Her natural state is that of a sunny, and at times steely, optimism – if there is a will, then there is most certainly always a way.
With this confidence and exuberance Electrocap can come across as being rather forthright, and also has a tendency to skip the filtering stage between her processor and vocaliser. She loves a good chat, and as a Cybertronian she has been affirmed with the biological gift of talking for hours without ever taking breath. But over time Electrocap has mellowed out a little: an Earth full of unsuspecting humans has taught her to enjoy her own company. Sitting still used to be a painful bottling-up of unfettered energy, but now she can do so with (relative) ease – enjoy it, even, if she has a book, or a movie, or warm cup of fuel. Maybe she’s starting to mature just a touch. Though Electrocap comes across as bubbly and easily distracted by – ooh, shiny! – when it’s mission time her game face snaps on, and it’s all serious business.
Likes: SNOW! Earth! Humans! Travel! Music (especially cello). Movies. Cryptic crosswords. Adrenaline rush. Extreme sports. Normal sports. Musicals. Disney. Glee. Socialising. Making friends. Dogs. Whales. Reading paper books.
Dislikes: Processor purges. Big cats. Bullies. Being underfuelled. Being lonely. Cybertron.
Strengths/Weapons:
• The Determinator.[/u] Electrocap is pretty much your average everyday run-of-the-mill cassette. She’s got her basic coding, she’s at where you’d expect in the hacking gig and stands well below midget status for the majority of the Cybertronian population. But one thing that sets her apart is that she is made of a fierce determination. Her small frame houses a tenacious streak so large that she would rescue a single snowflake from the depths of the Pit itself, qualifications be damned. She will utilise any scrap of a plan on the fly or simply make it up as she goes along, but she will jerry it up, MacGuyver it down and not let go until the mission is through, the job is finished, and the work has been done. It has made her a resourceful bot, and a damned good pocket-rocket motivator out on the battlefield for whichever lucky bot she’s linked to.
• Hand lasers. Her hands retract into naked foot-long ‘lasers’. They look more like a welder’s torch light, but they cut things up real good so hey, lasers: that’s what we’re sticking with. Designed for sabotaging hardware systems, they can cut through wiring and ship-grade materials with relative ease. They can also give a standard-sized bot hardcore tatts or severed fingers, depending on the setting.
• Battle mix tape EC has excellent experience fighting Cybertronians her own size (and now humans too!). In her original carrier-cassette cohort all she needed to do was some structural damage at the end when the hacking was done. In the meantime, she kept herself occupied by viciously pounding on any no-good slimy-cased bastards that thought they could get the drop on HER bots with their backs turned. And she’s a mighty quick and painful educator.
• Babel bot. Being literally dumped on an alien world without any internet (or any means of hooking up to it) has meant Electrocap needed to learn her languages the old-fashioned way. After gaining a shaky grasp over the first four she can now speak at least a hundred different natural Earthen tongues, and picks up new ones quicker than the common cold. However, she is still trying to speak proper whale.
• Coding, hacking, information gathering. She’s a cassette. We get it.
• Actually, she’s really good at getting around the human stuff too. Yep. We get it. An Earthbound cassette. Whoop-dee-doo.
Weaknesses:
•
• No holo. Designed to work as part of a cohesive unit with a rather expansive carrier and minicon cohort, the three minicon frames Kingsley managed to wrangle were made without the standard holoavatar tech included.
• This bipedal frame was made for walking. Yep, Electrocap doesn’t have many options for getting anywhere with haste. She can either hitch a ride, walk, or just transform into a cassette and sit there and do nothing. In protest.
• Voluntary scrapper. Electrocap fell into the role of cassette bodyguard; it’s not her primary function. Designed for the behind-the-scenes action of security breeches and sabotage, she has no ranged firepower and light, flexible plating. Not that you get much frontline grade blast-door plating on other cassettes, but she’s not made for the ring herself either.
• Sticky weapons. Those lasers of hers are rather temperamental. After a botched repair job from an incredibly dodgy 'specialist' EC can have a streak of smooth, uninterrupted usage - and then have the transformation gears seize up, the lasers fail to flare, or, rarely, the entire system can start to dangerously overheat. Then she needs a bucket of ice water or a pile of snow pronto.
• Carpe diem is most definitely one thing – and rash, poorly thought-out and impulsive decisions are quite another. Electrocap falls neatly into both categories, but should be much more concerned about the second one. See
Special skills:
Eking out a living on Earth for over 30 years has had Electrocap pick up a huge array of random skills of varying importance. Lacking a usable alternative mode of her own, Electrocap has learned to utilise many of the varied methods of transport that the Earth has to offer. She can drive a car, truck, train, segue (one on each foot), horse-led carriage, elk-led carriage, dog sled, motor bike and oar-powered boat. Ironically, the one animal she cannot persuade to move any length of distance is the only one that is as stubborn as she is – the donkey. She can do her taxes in over thirty different countries, and use the power of alien hand-laser technology to whip up the perfect batch of popcorn. Electrocap can quote you a line from any movie, anytime, anywhere. And her grasp of business and economics is surprisingly good – but given vorns under Kingsley’s tutelage, it’d be safe to assume that the ethics imparted do not match with traditional business standards.