Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2023 17:06:15 GMT
TAKEOFF
Nicknames: Coward, Decepticon Scrap, Glitchmouse
Age (Mental age in human years): 18 or so. Not too old to be scared of everything
Gender: Male
Faction: Decepticon (He is too afraid to quit)
Alt Mode: A smaller version of a Lockheed SR-71 (Fast enough to get away of any danger)
G.H.O.S.T, Civilian, or Other: (Trying to be) Civilian, In hiding
Residence: Anywhere away from Decepticons, Autobots, and mostly anything that can hurt him.
GENERAL INFO
Weapons: A pair of standard blasters. Servomade smoke bombs. A small dagger hidden in his cockpit for close encounters (Actually, he tries to avoid any kind of confrontation)
Holoform: None (How could he be close enough to any human setlement without exposing his altmode?)
Personality: He is not your generic coward, backstabbing persona. He will fight if needed (Either to protect himself or a friend), and will scream his usual phrase "Don't hurt me!" At any given time. He is a calm guy who choose the wrong side to be with his (now dead) peers and friends. Paranoid? Yes. Will flee at any given chance? Yes. Is he able to smile everytime he reads a love poem? Not as much as he'll like. Also, afraid of making new friends.
Likes:
.Painting
.Writing Tales and Poetry
.Art
.Reading
.Peace
Dislikes:
.Decepticons
.Autobots
.Overall anything who can harm him
.Starscream (That guy is crazy, suicidal and other things he can't name)
.The sea
PERSONAL INFO
Family: Friends and peers from his squad (Dead)
Mate: Bright Star, high ranked and respectable Seeker (Dead)
History:
Takeoff was not built for war. His closest friends knew that he was an artist. Sometimes in the buildings there were beautiful drawings of colorful landscapes, any Cybertronian who passed by would be enthralled looking at it. Writing was also a hobby of his, from love poems to epic stories (His best works were on file at The Hall Of Records, in Iacon). Some of his works would have sent the enforcers after him, so he already had experience with escapes and disappearances.
So when the war started, he made the decision that he believed was the best at the time. Stand alongside his comrades and join the ranks of the Decepticons. They all thought it would be short, and that it would make their lives better if the Decepticons won. However, the war lasted millennia. Several of his companions died while others rose through the ranks. He didn't have the spark to kill anyone, the few times he did it was in self defense. He was mocked by many, being called "Glitchmouse" on several occasions.
Then Bright Star came into his life. He was one of the high ranks of seekers, second only to the well known Starscream. Fierce in battle and upright with the other Decepticons, he came to be in his squad because (Again) he had been the sole survivor of his team, attributed to his ability to escape death. They didn't get along at first, what's more, Bright Star hated cowards, and Takeoff... He was very afraid of him. Many times Bright Star joined in the teasing and some mistreatment towards him. And this continued until, disobeying orders from his superiors, Takeoff managed to save Bright Star from an Autobot ambush on their squad. He fled with his wounded leader to a remote part of Cybertron. They were missing for vorns. And when they reappeared, things had changed. No one, only them, knew what had happened in that private time. Now Bright Star was very protective of him. Takeoff seemed more active, more willing to take risks on the battlefield, more…happy. A few years later, they became Conjux Endura.
However, a few years before the pinnacle of the war Bright Star was hit by a shot to his sparkchamber. Takeoff was beyond gutted. And for a long time he refused to go on missions with his new squad. Until a specific cycle forced him to come out of hiding to fight. Afraid of repercussions if he disobeyed, he followed the orders of his superiors. In the end, he ended up stranded on this strange planet, with no chance to return home. At that moment he knew, he knew that he would die on that planet. Panic seized him and he fled the battlefield as fast as he could. He scanned one of the fastest jets humans had, and to this day, he is still hidden. He found out after everything that happened, Megatron's betrayal, the hunt and capture of the Decepticons. Not much had changed, just that now he was alone. He was not able to disable his signal, so he had to be on the move all the time.
Sometimes when he came across some abandoned human construction, he would paint it, reminiscing about better days. From time to time, he would be able to publish a short story or poem under a pseudonym on the human web (His works were still popular, he hadn't lost his touch). His whereabouts today are unknown, G.H.O.S.T will have a hard time capturing him. After all, he's still the #1 fastest coward on this planet.
ABOUT YOU
OOC Alias: pat
Age: 20
Preferred Pronouns: They/Them