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player information
.name:antepathy
.age: WAY over 18. If you really need to know, I'll tell you.
.email address: swordqueen@lycos.com
.messenger contact and livejournal: antepathy
.other characters:I have never ever rpd in my life so please don't smack me!!
.character information
.full name: Barricade (I hope?)
.alias: Barricade. Don't call me 'Cade, it pissses me off. .age: Fairly young--Starscream and the others are way older.
.occupation: Interrogator/Intelligence analyst (based off the fact that Hasbro has an Interrogator Barricade toy and I am unoriginal and an intel geek.
.affiliation: Decepticon!
.alt mode: Saleen B&W police car with all their computer stuff in it.
.abilities: I suck at fighting. Bumblebee kicked my ass for god's sake! I can do intelligence analysis and interrogations. And track things. ANd piss just about everyone off with my Deceptisnark.
.weapons: OH my magic spoke thingie. Not that it's done much good. I grate a mean cheese for pizza.
.personality: Happy Barricade is a dangerous Barricade. I've been tortured in fanon and it's taken its toll. Snarky. Hate authority. Hate Sam Witwicky. I like to think I can do better on my own without being encumbered by anyone else, but I'm...pretty wrong about that.
.history: After the first movie I survived (Reign of Starscream: see, not dead!) and have been roaming around trying to help track down the mysterious glyphs, along with the others like Demolishor and Sideways in ROTF. I've been doing my best to listen in on the Autobots' comm channels to hear what they're up to. (Alliance--that was me lurking outside the base). I could go more but that would move from canon to my head canon and...that might conflict with the rp and I want to stay open about that.
.other:Uhhhh, anything I should put here?
.roleplay sample:
Frag. Seriously. Bonecrusher? Of all the mechs I get partnered with...Bonecrusher. Either Primus hates me or Megatron does. And yeah, there IS a difference, even though Megatron might not think so. I'm smart enough not to say that out loud. Not so sure about Bonecrusher here.
So, not ONLY do I have to watch my vocalizer in front of this mech--because who knows how smart he really is? He'd survived long enough he can't be THAT stupid. But not only that, I have to deal with the fact that he's a fraggin' military vehicle. Yeah, that won't stand out at all. I mean, it's a kick-aft alt mode for combat--unlike those idiots who turned into, what? An ice cream truck? Seriously? What a waste of a gestalt concept. But a MPV--a little conspicuous rolling through town.
It makes sense, I get it and all, that the smaller of us survivors should be partnered with a big one with lots of firepower--Sideways got stuck with Demolishor (and vice versa) and I get Bonecrusher. The Autobots have been hunting us pretty ruthlessly, and frankly, I'm fraggin' tired of it. Tired of running. Tired of reacting instead of acting. I know I'm not a warrior...but I can do more than THIS.
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player information
.name:antepathy
.age: WAY over 18. If you really need to know, I'll tell you.
.email address: swordqueen@lycos.com
.messenger contact and livejournal: antepathy
.other characters:I have never ever rpd in my life so please don't smack me!!
.character information
.full name: Barricade (I hope?)
.alias: Barricade. Don't call me 'Cade, it pissses me off. .age: Fairly young--Starscream and the others are way older.
.occupation: Interrogator/Intelligence analyst (based off the fact that Hasbro has an Interrogator Barricade toy and I am unoriginal and an intel geek.
.affiliation: Decepticon!
.alt mode: Saleen B&W police car with all their computer stuff in it.
.abilities: I suck at fighting. Bumblebee kicked my ass for god's sake! I can do intelligence analysis and interrogations. And track things. ANd piss just about everyone off with my Deceptisnark.
.weapons: OH my magic spoke thingie. Not that it's done much good. I grate a mean cheese for pizza.
.personality: Happy Barricade is a dangerous Barricade. I've been tortured in fanon and it's taken its toll. Snarky. Hate authority. Hate Sam Witwicky. I like to think I can do better on my own without being encumbered by anyone else, but I'm...pretty wrong about that.
.history: After the first movie I survived (Reign of Starscream: see, not dead!) and have been roaming around trying to help track down the mysterious glyphs, along with the others like Demolishor and Sideways in ROTF. I've been doing my best to listen in on the Autobots' comm channels to hear what they're up to. (Alliance--that was me lurking outside the base). I could go more but that would move from canon to my head canon and...that might conflict with the rp and I want to stay open about that.
.other:Uhhhh, anything I should put here?
.roleplay sample:
Frag. Seriously. Bonecrusher? Of all the mechs I get partnered with...Bonecrusher. Either Primus hates me or Megatron does. And yeah, there IS a difference, even though Megatron might not think so. I'm smart enough not to say that out loud. Not so sure about Bonecrusher here.
So, not ONLY do I have to watch my vocalizer in front of this mech--because who knows how smart he really is? He'd survived long enough he can't be THAT stupid. But not only that, I have to deal with the fact that he's a fraggin' military vehicle. Yeah, that won't stand out at all. I mean, it's a kick-aft alt mode for combat--unlike those idiots who turned into, what? An ice cream truck? Seriously? What a waste of a gestalt concept. But a MPV--a little conspicuous rolling through town.
It makes sense, I get it and all, that the smaller of us survivors should be partnered with a big one with lots of firepower--Sideways got stuck with Demolishor (and vice versa) and I get Bonecrusher. The Autobots have been hunting us pretty ruthlessly, and frankly, I'm fraggin' tired of it. Tired of running. Tired of reacting instead of acting. I know I'm not a warrior...but I can do more than THIS.
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