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Oct. 19th, 2013 02:28 amPlayer Information
*Name/Alias: Lady
*Your Journal:
lady47
*Age: 22
*Contact Information:
Lady47
*Characters already in the game: 4, Chromedome, and Red Alert
Character Information
*Character Name: Drag Strip
*Character Canon: Transformers Animated
*Age: Dunno man
*Race: Cybertronian
*Timeline/Pull Point: In Timelines Issue #6 before the big show.
*History:
Wiki link
*Personality:
This right here is the angriest fembot on this side of anywhere. She has pretty good reason to be, as life hasn’t really taken it easy on her. Of course, if it had she’d probably be angry about that too. In any case, being a Decepticon protoformed into an small, weak Autobot shell makes her furious, even if it’s for the general greater good of the Decepticons. No one takes her small size seriously and, to add insult to injury, she’s the Damsel-in-Distress in their stupid little play. If that doesn’t drive someone up a wall, then nothing will. What’s more, she has to take orders from Wildrider, and The Motor Master is an insufferable twat that she has to tolerate for their plan to work. She’s a ticking time-bomb of rage and oneday she’ll explode and kill everyone around her.
Drag Strip is host to a whole number of delightful personality traits, not least of which is her vicious and unforgiving attitude towards everything. She’s mean, aggressive, and rather violent. So, in short, she’s a fairly typical Decepticon, she just happens to be in Autobot clothing. If someone messes with her, you can bet that she’ll be the first to start the fight, and the last to finish it. If someone happens to die during a skirmish, well sucks to be them, the universe doesn’t coddle the weak.
Just because she’s angry doesn’t mean she’s not a good patriot. Actually, that right there is another reason why she’s constantly furious. The Decepticons deserve to live on Cybertron, but instead its infested with millions of stupid little Autobots. She hopes to help free their Lord Megatron so that he might kick these suckers off their planet and they can finally live where they belong. That doesn’t mean she has to like any of her team though, what a bunch of losers.
*Powers/Abilities:
Transformation: Like most Cybertronians, Drag Strip can transform into a Cybertronian car.
Fighting: She wields two laser swords, so it’s safe to assume that she knows how to use them.
Acrobatics: As part of her disguise, Drag Strip is an acrobatic actress who takes part in a play designed to stroke Sentinel Prime’s ego. While not a particularly good actor, she can do some pretty decent acrobatics.
*Inventory: Just two laser swords that she keeps on her person.
*Starting Polarity: Megatronus I think :|a
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Writing Samples
*First Person Sample:
Where the frag is my team?
[She could just ask nicely, but Drag Strip doesn’t really do nice. Nice is for people who are too much of a coward to say what they really want to say.]
I hate those guys, but I still kinda need ‘em, so you’d better return them or else. Motor Master, Dead End, Wild Rider, and Breakdown are all the most obnoxious bots in existence, so I can’t even imagine why you’d want t’ keep them.
If they’re dead, then I’m sure not gonna cry over them.
*Third Person Sample:
Well fraggin frag over in fragville. This wasn’t what Drag Strip expected would happen when she powered down that night. Drag Strip in general wasn’t a very optimistic bot, but at the very least she expected to wake up where she fell asleep. So, where was she? Did the others finally get sick of her and ditch her out on some uncharted planet? Well fine then! She didn’t need them! Good luck completing their stupid dignity-sucking show without her! She hated being the slaggin’ damsel-in-distress anyway. Checking her comm channels had confirmed to her that she had indeed been abandoned. Great.
It was a pretty lonely place, and that instantly made her angry. Did they really want her to starve to death? You know what, she prefered it here, even it meant eventually running out of Energon. There weren’t any people around, and people never failed to piss her off. Now she was out here all on her own in a tiny helpless body that would probably go offline if struck the wrong way. How by the spark did the Autobots manage to live like this? What she wouldn’t do for a bigger, more worthy Decepticon body. Then she could kill everyone who made her rage and the world would become a more tolerable place.
The Decepticon fembot growled to herself and started walking in any random direction. She was a city-bot, this old-fashioned survivalist nonsense was totally beneath her. Give her a back alley and a few thugs on her side and she’d be less irritated than she usually was. Ugh, she’d only been in this place for a few cycles, and already she hated it here. At least Iacon had civilization, even if it was Autobot civilization. Oh how she wished she could do something to change that, her kind deserved the total conquest of their planet.
And yet here she was, trudging around some stupid dusty planet.
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*Name/Alias: Lady
*Your Journal:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
*Age: 22
*Contact Information:
*Characters already in the game: 4, Chromedome, and Red Alert
Character Information
*Character Name: Drag Strip
*Character Canon: Transformers Animated
*Age: Dunno man
*Race: Cybertronian
*Timeline/Pull Point: In Timelines Issue #6 before the big show.
*History:
Wiki link
*Personality:
This right here is the angriest fembot on this side of anywhere. She has pretty good reason to be, as life hasn’t really taken it easy on her. Of course, if it had she’d probably be angry about that too. In any case, being a Decepticon protoformed into an small, weak Autobot shell makes her furious, even if it’s for the general greater good of the Decepticons. No one takes her small size seriously and, to add insult to injury, she’s the Damsel-in-Distress in their stupid little play. If that doesn’t drive someone up a wall, then nothing will. What’s more, she has to take orders from Wildrider, and The Motor Master is an insufferable twat that she has to tolerate for their plan to work. She’s a ticking time-bomb of rage and oneday she’ll explode and kill everyone around her.
Drag Strip is host to a whole number of delightful personality traits, not least of which is her vicious and unforgiving attitude towards everything. She’s mean, aggressive, and rather violent. So, in short, she’s a fairly typical Decepticon, she just happens to be in Autobot clothing. If someone messes with her, you can bet that she’ll be the first to start the fight, and the last to finish it. If someone happens to die during a skirmish, well sucks to be them, the universe doesn’t coddle the weak.
Just because she’s angry doesn’t mean she’s not a good patriot. Actually, that right there is another reason why she’s constantly furious. The Decepticons deserve to live on Cybertron, but instead its infested with millions of stupid little Autobots. She hopes to help free their Lord Megatron so that he might kick these suckers off their planet and they can finally live where they belong. That doesn’t mean she has to like any of her team though, what a bunch of losers.
*Powers/Abilities:
Transformation: Like most Cybertronians, Drag Strip can transform into a Cybertronian car.
Fighting: She wields two laser swords, so it’s safe to assume that she knows how to use them.
Acrobatics: As part of her disguise, Drag Strip is an acrobatic actress who takes part in a play designed to stroke Sentinel Prime’s ego. While not a particularly good actor, she can do some pretty decent acrobatics.
*Inventory: Just two laser swords that she keeps on her person.
*Starting Polarity: Megatronus I think :|a
Writing Samples
*First Person Sample:
Where the frag is my team?
[She could just ask nicely, but Drag Strip doesn’t really do nice. Nice is for people who are too much of a coward to say what they really want to say.]
I hate those guys, but I still kinda need ‘em, so you’d better return them or else. Motor Master, Dead End, Wild Rider, and Breakdown are all the most obnoxious bots in existence, so I can’t even imagine why you’d want t’ keep them.
If they’re dead, then I’m sure not gonna cry over them.
*Third Person Sample:
Well fraggin frag over in fragville. This wasn’t what Drag Strip expected would happen when she powered down that night. Drag Strip in general wasn’t a very optimistic bot, but at the very least she expected to wake up where she fell asleep. So, where was she? Did the others finally get sick of her and ditch her out on some uncharted planet? Well fine then! She didn’t need them! Good luck completing their stupid dignity-sucking show without her! She hated being the slaggin’ damsel-in-distress anyway. Checking her comm channels had confirmed to her that she had indeed been abandoned. Great.
It was a pretty lonely place, and that instantly made her angry. Did they really want her to starve to death? You know what, she prefered it here, even it meant eventually running out of Energon. There weren’t any people around, and people never failed to piss her off. Now she was out here all on her own in a tiny helpless body that would probably go offline if struck the wrong way. How by the spark did the Autobots manage to live like this? What she wouldn’t do for a bigger, more worthy Decepticon body. Then she could kill everyone who made her rage and the world would become a more tolerable place.
The Decepticon fembot growled to herself and started walking in any random direction. She was a city-bot, this old-fashioned survivalist nonsense was totally beneath her. Give her a back alley and a few thugs on her side and she’d be less irritated than she usually was. Ugh, she’d only been in this place for a few cycles, and already she hated it here. At least Iacon had civilization, even if it was Autobot civilization. Oh how she wished she could do something to change that, her kind deserved the total conquest of their planet.
And yet here she was, trudging around some stupid dusty planet.
Final Notes: (Need to cover anything that hasn't already been covered? Use this spot. Or just ignore it if you've already gotten everything down.)