Post by Ricochet on Jan 15, 2012 21:49:18 GMT -8
THE PLAYER
Main Account: admin [Irobashi]
Other Characters: Danielle Messick, Bumblebee, Coldsteel------------------------------------------------------------------------------WHO ARE YOU?
Name: Ricochet
Nicknames: Rico, Ri, Ri Ri
Age: 3 Years
Gender: Femme
Route: Straight
Alignment: She'd have to say Autobots, though she only really goes wherever Tucker goes in terms of loyalty so far.
Status: No specific line of work yet, she's turning out to have a fighting spirit for a small Bot.
Stats
Strength: 2
Intelligence: 7
Courage: 9
Firepower: 0
Speed: 3
Rank: 1
Endurance: 4
Skill: 5------------------------------------------------------------------------------THE DETAILSShe is a sort of army dense green with silver inners here and there, and few black high lights. If you look carefully, you may see two pink units in her systems behind her armor. She stands three feet' seven inches tall altogether, and has a sadden pool of yellow optics. Just by looking at them if she's in that state, you could easily feel your own 'heart' sink in utter sadness for the femme. Though, you'll more often see the fiery wild one that more so matches her usual silenced personality. This kid looks so much like her mother, you have no idea. Well, other than being far too short to even reach said femme's knee. As for her alternate form, think of a green and metallic mesh colored Cybertronian styled hovering moped.------------------------------------------------------------------------------YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH
Likes:
- Learning about new things that catch her interest.
- Watching someone who messed with her get punted. This may be one of the few times where you actually hear her voice, because she'll probably laugh.
- Her alone time; too much of other people if just too much. She requires some sort of time to herself every day, or if Tucker wants to hang around, at least a time to relax.
- Being informed that she has some sort of potential.
- Those with understanding
- Knowing the company currently with her, will always be there.
Dislikes:
- When others pity her.
- Others, especially Decepticons and or merchants, grinning at her with evil intent.
- Being handled roughly.
- Being seen as property or an object.
- Thinking of her mother and all of the not so great memories of her ended existence.
- Crazy people
- Anyone 'blowing their top' or just going absolutely ballistic around her. You will see the memories play through her optics, you will see the look of terror on her speechless face. If it's bad enough, she could quite possibly black out and just stand there, not understanding what's going on, or possibly run off and end up getting lost. Other times in the past, whether it came to blacking out or not, she would try to get her mother to calm down before she got them both killed. Often, it seemed as though Ricochet took care of Chainlink in the long run, and it was exhausting.
Personality: She's a very curious young femme. Though, not about every little thing, just some things. Frogs would grasp her attention, and bumblebees, how do they fly with those teeny tiny wings and those fat fuzzy bodies? Either way, she'll go after them and try to observe them. Though, she's not always the most patient. Say she were chasing after one of the frogs, she'd get annoyed since she couldn't keep up in order to and try to capture this new device of entertainment and intrigue. And when that failed, she'd get frustrated and try pouncing. When all ended poorly, she would finally give in and just glared at the frog from the puddle she might have slipped and fallen in along the way. It'd probably look cute on this little Sparkling, but I highly doubt she finds it anywhere as amusing.
She may be stubborn, but she does know when to give up. If you knock her down in trying to teach her how to fight, she'll push herself back up, shake her head, and take another run at you. She's got some grumpy fight in her and will pursue you over and over and over to what seems like no end. She is truly, stubborn. Though, if she's told no about something, she won't argue about it, at least not more than once or twice. It's mainly when she's knocked down, it tends to make her mad and she will come after you. Help help, three foot demon robot from hell is attacking my leg!
She can be a little shy and carries a lack of trusting for others; mainly to used to 'come here kid' and 'oh, aren't you a pretty little pay check?'. She makes exceptions if she knows she can trust you, and she doesn't like being alone. Though if she's scared enough, she'll run off, hide, and lay low there until someone trust worthy finds her. Not daring to exit her hiding spot, unless they're right there at it, not wanting someone or something unwanted to get to her first.
Depression, sets in for everyone. If she were to go into depression you'd surely noticed she refuses recharge and energon. She'll sit back, hugs her knees, and keep entirely to herself, she will not speak under any circumstances. While spending time with Tucker this far, it's become far more unlikely, or well, the symptoms of it have changed anyways. She's found better ways of hiding it, and overall through her silence, it clings to her. No longer a depression anymore, but more of a burden, and her curse. The images are always there, the empty feeling of her family bond Sparks torn from her, how her life had been lived up until the 'skirt chaser' located and rescued her. It's not often that she'll speak unless she must, but Tucker, he's gotten her to do so. Signs that she's slowly being saved from the dark abyss she tucked herself away in, as for others, if she doesn't know you she wants little to nothing to do with you.
She doesn't like being lonesome, but she knows how to be strong when by herself none the less. This kid has guts one might say if you saw her in action. No, she's not an ass kicker she's a tiny Sparkling for cryin out loud, but she won't sit there and scream or cry all the time y'know. Let's say she didn't know Ironhide, if he went to pick her up, of course she'd get scared and try to run at first, but once he picked her up, she'd glare and start taking swings at him. This kid is not going down without a fight.
If one did get to really know her, they'd discover she can be fun loving and want to play. Even if this means hopping off a counter to try and land on your head, or attacking a Bot's hand by leaping up and clinging to it with 'arg!'s if they reached down low enough. When she stops being shy and gets in there, you'll see she can be a bit more fun to be around, especially with her curiosity. Unfortunately, this nature is far from being drawn out. Tucker, watch out so she doesn't try to jump on your head.
She can be a hot head if you make her mad, just swing or wave a hand at you if you bother her. She can't do much so, she does get grumpy if you mess with her. The only thing is, it'd only be seen as slightly adorable and only make you want to mess with her more. As for harming humans, she doesn't know right from wrong in that general category, so be aware.
Strengths: The amazing ability to cope with things. She's learned quite a lot when it comes to bad scenarios and surprises around the corners. Whether it had been her mother Chainlink curled up on the ground after having too much high grade or the next moment, spewing violent things about not needing aid with her unstable mentallity, or perhaps being constantly on the run with the same femme because said femme was too far in debt. Unfortunately, what she had experienced with said mother, was love to her and there was enough of a bond to keep her around the dangers. Sparklings are rare these days, especially with the Transformers having become a dying specie. With that in mind, it wasn't as rare for Decepticons and nuetral merchants to often suggest to the mother that ''the kid'' would suffice. What the hell they planned on doing with her, selling her, using her for parts when her body fully matured, etc, she had no idea. Most likely, she would be sold as either a snack item or a new enlistee among the Decepticons. Though, she loved her mother dearly as she did try helping Chainlink feel safe when times were horrific. The adult femme just made poor choices of endless proportions.
She's agile enough, and with her bravery, it takes her far. Being so brave tends to be a great strength, though it may also prove as a weakness.
Weaknesses: Being her size and a bit fragile might be a pretty bad physical weakness. She's quite easy to just step on and crush/crunch her to death. If thrown into a wall, it could be fatal depending on who's doing it. Say someone Optimus' size dropping her, whether it be accident or not, if she didn't offline she'd definitely be hella dented up and break SOMETHING.
If she learns she's lost someone horribly dear to her, she goes into a speechless depression. Again yeah, she's young, do you expect different? Say her mother for instance, when she learned what happened to her.. In her depression, she tends to stray from others, refusing recharge and sustenance.
Fears: Being caught one of these days by a Decepticon that her mom owes money to.
Medics, the only ones she has ever known are Decepticon medics and a few enjoyed randomly popping scary ass faces out at her while she was looking around distracted.
Heights, mainly because she is small and fragile. She could stand being on some shoulders, but not all like Opti's, she'd just be to nervous and scared about falling of and going crunch.
Lakes, rivers, oceans, etc. she can't swim,s he's tiny, and she sinks. She doesn't like the creatures down their, being this small makes them say, "Oh yum, metal gourmet".------------------------------------------------------------------------------THE SKELETONS IN YOUR CLOSET
Family: Grandma: Reignski [Deceased]
Father: Ruinsmaster [Deceased]
Mother: Chainlink [Deceased]
History: Not being that old, it can't be said she'd have that much of a history. Well, if you were to believe that, then you would be oh so wrong...... Her parents, Chainlink and Ruinsmaster, had broken apart before she was even aware of her own existence, kept in her mother's chassis as her Spark's lining developed. Her father cared not of the child and had tired of the stressful behavior protruded from his spark-mate. Chainlink had suffered a severe blow to the head three years previous of his leaving them and suffered delusional thoughts. When she got stressed about thinking she'd brought this sparkling's life into the time of war, she had crazed delusional panic attacks and began yelling about the situation. Tired of this femme that seemed to just grow more and more crazed and troublesome every day, he decided he would not be around to see her go off the deep end and kill the sparkling she was soon to invite into their tragic world. Packing few things in sub-space storage, he took on his Cybertronian hummer-like form and took off, never to be seen by Chainlink again. Though she missed his presence at times, she'd snarl in anguish and utter ~"Good riddance..."~ Unfortunately either way, this caused Chainlink to have a mental break down soon after and go into a great depression. She shirked her duties as a soldier as well, using the upcoming sparkling as an excuse. This was a hard war-bidden Decepticon that used to be feared in battle, now reduced to this garbage....
After Ricochet had finally come along, Chainlink stopped waiting and began drinking loads of high grad often, beginning in her debts as she did so and running low on supplies and credits. Irresponsible yes, but she just wanted all thought to go away... Curling herself up on the ground, and continuing to drink in her depressed state. Ricochet would often attempted to snuggle or huddle over by Chainlink, worried even at a young age and trying to seek in both receiving and giving comfort to and from her mother. In the beginning, Chainlink would sigh lightly and put a protective arm over her Ricochet as they went into recharge together. The drinking kept the depression blocked by confusion most of the time for Chainlink which was what she preferred, losing emotion more and more each day. Many aid the Decepticons would never learn how to love, but she loved her daughter when she knew how to feel at the moment and feared for her safety at all times no matter what. What a horrible thing to do, cruel horrible horrible thing to do... To bring a sparkling into such a terrible war. That's all she thought every drink, feeling more and more frustration build on top of itself. Though either way, before she drank, she made sure her little sparkling had her energon and watched as she fell into recharge every 'evening'. This was a time of war, and she knew enough. Decepticons would want to check Ricochet to make sure she'll make a nice specimen for the Decepticon forces and army. And soon enough, a knock to the door of their grounded small, oh so very small three room ship, came. Unfortunately, Chainlink was busy trying to scrap up what energon she could find for her daughter she also had a rather nasty hangover. Answering the door, she wasn't aware enough as she was shoved aside and five Decepticons let themselves in. She grew nervous as she could at that moment hear them rummaging through the back and knew just what they were after. Though they were higher ups what could she do? Already quickly attempting to get back there and make sure little Ricochet is alright, her left arm was pulled and in return, she was jerked back. She tensed severely as she heard a panicked voice, ~"Mama!!!"~ which came from the back room. Though, she could do nothing for her as she was pulled away, having to just accept she could not fight them off anyways and not in her shape.. Let the medic inspect her, or fight them and have them take her sparkling child way. Ricochet made a run for it before the medic snatched her up and held her down onto the counter top before flickering on his shoulder lights to look over as he scanned the small Cybertronian for a diagnosis. No wounds yet, just some scrapped wiring here and there and she was a bit under-nourished. With that, he held the struggling Ricochet down and pulled out a large syringe. Her yellow optics widened terrified of the large looking needle as he smirked lightly, before regaining a serious face and injected the sedatives into the young one that squealed and tried again to get away, failing besides some kicking and thrashing. As she let her optics 'water', followed by some sniveling, her sight began to blur and fade into black as her movement gradually but definitely quickly as she finally went limp into stasis.
Later, the young sparkling found that she was in her mother's slug bug sized car appearing alt form. Waking ever so tired, she looked around and then out the windshield to see they were somewhere completely different. There was destruction everywhere so it seemed, ruins of towers and structures that had once been about. Though now large twisted thorn looking structures were protruding from the ground all over, casting shadows on her mother's alt form as she drove. She drew back for a moment, wondering what was happening and feeling a bit hungry right now. ~"Mommy, where are we?"~ She could feel her mother's stress and sadness through their spark bond, as if she were walking to her own hanging and bringing the rope too. ~"We're on Cybertron Ricochet, looking somewhere for energon for you."~ She was unsure just when and how she was going to tell her daughter where she had to take her and to who to avoid her young sparkling being caught by a debt collector and having a really horrible life.... Those shining yellow optics though, kept her at bay. And trying not to get attacked, the femme was actually also on the run now, owing quite a number of credits to so many and she didn't have anymore currency. Really, she had nothing more on her person except a few upgrades keeping herself on the move and her little sparkling. Well as long as she's still kicking, none of those filthy debt collectors were getting their claws on her daughter, not one. She knew there'd be only one way to keep her from starvation, death, or others horrible things, she was taking Ricochet to Earth and giving her to the Decepticons there. The Decepticons of the main base anyways. To the very heart of the war. She still had the upgrades she'd received from a gestalt, Swindle, trying to ensure she'd pay him back. That guy was the biggest pain out of all the others that wanted their pay. But, she hadn't heard from him in awhile so maybe he'd forgotten? ~"You should go back into recharge, we'll get where we're going soon."~ About to question her mother where they were going, Ricochet could feel the stress, lack of energy, and a heavy tired convincing her to just nod and lay back down. She began to wonder, what were the 'bad guys' they spoke of like?... The Autobots?...
Ricochet soon awoke to shaking, gasping lightly in the dark and a bit cramped. With that usual growl from her mother, the very young femme sparkling stopped fidgeting and cringed a bit in slight fear. She could sense a slightly violent vibe coming from Chainlink. She huddled against her mother none the less, trying to calm herself in hopes that might calm her mother if she did so. The shaking grew, unsure of the capsule they were in as they entered Earth's atmosphere. ~"Mama?"~ She whimpered nervously, only for right after, her mother let out a severe cry of pain as their capsule jerked from an explosion. Ricochet gasped lightly when she felt the pain through their bond, though Chainlink did well to try and cut that off so she wouldn't harm her daughter who looked like she was already going to cry. Her mother had just been hit through the walls of their transportation, knocking the meteor off course and making it turn wrong as it picked up speed. Rico clung to Chainlink in fear, wondering what had just happened as her mother's hand closed over her. ~"When we land, run."~ Was all her mother said before sending out her last open comm message to any Decepticon in the area that might pick it up, along with activating her emergency beacon. ="Planetfall failure, follow coordinates to pick up Decepticon sparkling Ricochet, this is Chainlink, signing out for the last time."= She spoke through the message in a very serious tone, before tightening her body in pain to both brace herself for impact and try to protect Ricochet for the last time. She knew it would be, the Planetfall strike capsule was to damaged both of them weren't making it out of this, but maybe one could. ~"B-But why Mama?"~ The stressful sparkling asked desperately, only for her optics to widen as their capsule slammed into the ground and slid, rolling a few times as a trail of armor, metal parts, and energon were left behind it where Chainlink's body was exposed. Ricochet let out a cry as her mother's hand crushed her slightly. The shaking and rolling into the land lasted a few more seconds before the capsule busted into pieces, Chainlink's left shoulder crunched out of place as her arm was nearly ripped off. Though, her lifeless optics didn't seem to mind. Ricochet was launched into the air with horrible force, smashing and bouncing through jagged shards of armor left from the crash pit before she landed quite a ways away through the brush. Shaking horrible from her own pain, only having seconds to discover she couldn't feel her mother's horrible pain anymore as she slipped into stasis.------------------------------------------------------------------------------IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?
Weaponry: None, yet.
Extra:------------------------------------------------------------------------------WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT MERicochet again listened to Deconstructor's poor attempts to convince his comrades that the explosives were much better to have. {"There are three of us and three of you genius, you just out size us by far."} "You only out weigh us, but you don't out wit us." When she saw this Decepticon open the door, if she would of been in bot form her optics would of widened. Check it out, sweet freedom. Unfortunately, they could still be chased. It was still a chance for freedom though, and unfortunately, it was going to be a long tiring drive all the way to New Jersey and a lot of trying to dodge whatever attacks they may have. She'd rather be brought in or brought down trying though, and she couldn't just hand these two odd balls over either. Tucker so far, sounded like more of a fighter as well.
Deciding to link her comm with both Tucker's and Griff's since their own communications seemed to be designed to fit this, she'd answer and talk this way. <"The name's Ricochet. If you want to shoot, do it when we need it. We're going to need it here in a second, hang on boys. Driving like hell, is an option."> This whole time, Ricochet might not of looked like one to try anything funny perhaps in the Decepticon's eyes. Perhaps some scared little Sparkling that would sacrifice these two in confusion, to save her own hide. <"Blue guy, if you have anything that can be fired focus on the black one until we're passed the car. Orange, yellow, whatever you are, you've got the explosive lover. I don't have any weapons so you have your work cut out for you."> With that, she didn't want for anyone's damned permission. With the invitation of an open door, she used a boost that shot yellow energy behind her for a moment as she bolted out the door in her alternate form. The boost now needed to recharge as she made it towards Tucker's car, passing it by rather than stopping to scavenge. The hell with getting caught, she wanted to get back to base and get there now. She was already pulling evasive maneuvers, moving to the left and right, speeding up here and there in hopes to not be blown off the ground. "HANG ON TIGHT!"
