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swivelrotorsOOC Information
Player Name: LioButtons
Player Age: 26
Player Contact: Plurk: MonkeyInPants
Player/Character HMD: http://swivelrotors.dreamwidth.org/302.html
Other characters in game: N/A
IC Information
Character Name: Blades
Character Canon: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character Age: Actual age: Unknown. Mental age: Adolescent, sort of.
Character Gender: Male
Canon Point: After S02E12, Space Bots
Character Canon History: http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Blades_%28RB%29
Character Personality: Blades is a bit – or maybe a lot – of a scaredy-cat. There are a lot of things that make him nervous, from heights to invisible griffins to cumulus clouds (Seriously. They're nature's shapeshifters). Being afraid of a lot of things doesn't make Blades a coward, however. Quite the opposite! Blades may complain about a lot of fears, but when push comes to shove, he'll face them down and get the job done! The job usually involving rescuing people, being a Rescue Bot and all. He's an emergency responder through and through, and he'll always put the safety of others ahead of his own, even if he's terrified.
Blades isn't a particularly deep fellow. He wears his heart on his sleeve. What you see is what you get – unless he's playing robot for the public – and what you see is a fun-loving, soft-hearted bot. Some might call him a effeminate. He adores cute things, like kitten calenders and robo-babies, and he has a strong penchant for human media, particularly television. A bit too strong, sometimes! Blades is quite naive and impressionable, which leaves with a somewhat shaky grasp on the line between fiction and reality, to the point of expressing surprise at learning cartoons aren't real. If he hears or watches something, he generally believes it to be true – at least for awhile – no matter how far-fetched or supernatural. And for all his – ahem – research, there's still a lot that Blades doesn't know about humans.
He might be embarrassed by his gullibility, but except for where his job as a Rescue Bot is concerned, he doesn't have much shame. Who cares about dignity when it's much more fun to dance, sing, act like a pirate, or try to earn your Lad Pioneer badges (not being a lad won't dissuade him one bit)? For all his nervousness, he's not a bit shy and is both friendly and occasionally a bit of a show-off. It's hard to try and be famous when you're stuck pretending to be a lifeless robot, and of his team he'd probably be voted 'Most Likely To Blow Their Cover'.
Overall he's a saccharine package of orange-and-white robot.
Character Abilities: He can fly through the air with the greatest of ease, this daring young bot who's a flying machine. Which is to say he transforms into a small helicopter with a rescue hook, who can carry many, many times his own weight.
He's also a robot with metal plating instead of skin, no need to breathe (underwater or in space) or sleep, able to survive freezing (but not lava), and he runs on energon instead of electricity! He also sticks to magnets.
He's also a trained and experienced rescue worker.
Character Inventory: He has a scoop claw. It's basically like his rescue hook only he can grab stuff with it by himself.
Interaction Sample: BEHOLD
Third Person Sample:
Blades bit down on his knuckle, leaning closer to the glowing television screen.
“No, don't go in there!” he whispered to the human protagonist as she reached for the door. He knew the mutant were-dachshund was totally lurking behind that door, just waiting for Tiffany to open it so it could jump out and- Suddenly the screen went dark, along with every other light in the Rescue Bots's bunker. Blades let out a shrill yelp.
Glancing around the dark room, Blade's slowly stood up, nervously twiddling his fingers. “Guys? The power's out! Boulder? Chase? Heatwave?” His voice trailed off to a squeak as he called out each name and received no response. He slowly, slowly paced backward until the wall was at his back, trying not to panic. Where was everyone?
Shuffling sideways along the wall, he peeked into over of the bunker's adjacent tunnels, activating the flashlights in his optics and sweeping the beams over the dark rock. “Cody? Chief Burns? Anybody?”
“Is this a joke? Ha ha, let's all make Blades think we were eaten by mutant were-dachshunds? Well, it's not funny!” Ducking back to lean against the bunker wall, he whispered, “Please don't be eaten by mutant were-dachshunds.”
Then he felt a hand on his shoulder and he screamed.
Player Name: LioButtons
Player Age: 26
Player Contact: Plurk: MonkeyInPants
Player/Character HMD: http://swivelrotors.dreamwidth.org/302.html
Other characters in game: N/A
IC Information
Character Name: Blades
Character Canon: Transformers: Rescue Bots
Character Age: Actual age: Unknown. Mental age: Adolescent, sort of.
Character Gender: Male
Canon Point: After S02E12, Space Bots
Character Canon History: http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Blades_%28RB%29
Character Personality: Blades is a bit – or maybe a lot – of a scaredy-cat. There are a lot of things that make him nervous, from heights to invisible griffins to cumulus clouds (Seriously. They're nature's shapeshifters). Being afraid of a lot of things doesn't make Blades a coward, however. Quite the opposite! Blades may complain about a lot of fears, but when push comes to shove, he'll face them down and get the job done! The job usually involving rescuing people, being a Rescue Bot and all. He's an emergency responder through and through, and he'll always put the safety of others ahead of his own, even if he's terrified.
Blades isn't a particularly deep fellow. He wears his heart on his sleeve. What you see is what you get – unless he's playing robot for the public – and what you see is a fun-loving, soft-hearted bot. Some might call him a effeminate. He adores cute things, like kitten calenders and robo-babies, and he has a strong penchant for human media, particularly television. A bit too strong, sometimes! Blades is quite naive and impressionable, which leaves with a somewhat shaky grasp on the line between fiction and reality, to the point of expressing surprise at learning cartoons aren't real. If he hears or watches something, he generally believes it to be true – at least for awhile – no matter how far-fetched or supernatural. And for all his – ahem – research, there's still a lot that Blades doesn't know about humans.
He might be embarrassed by his gullibility, but except for where his job as a Rescue Bot is concerned, he doesn't have much shame. Who cares about dignity when it's much more fun to dance, sing, act like a pirate, or try to earn your Lad Pioneer badges (not being a lad won't dissuade him one bit)? For all his nervousness, he's not a bit shy and is both friendly and occasionally a bit of a show-off. It's hard to try and be famous when you're stuck pretending to be a lifeless robot, and of his team he'd probably be voted 'Most Likely To Blow Their Cover'.
Overall he's a saccharine package of orange-and-white robot.
Character Abilities: He can fly through the air with the greatest of ease, this daring young bot who's a flying machine. Which is to say he transforms into a small helicopter with a rescue hook, who can carry many, many times his own weight.
He's also a robot with metal plating instead of skin, no need to breathe (underwater or in space) or sleep, able to survive freezing (but not lava), and he runs on energon instead of electricity! He also sticks to magnets.
He's also a trained and experienced rescue worker.
Character Inventory: He has a scoop claw. It's basically like his rescue hook only he can grab stuff with it by himself.
Interaction Sample: BEHOLD
Third Person Sample:
Blades bit down on his knuckle, leaning closer to the glowing television screen.
“No, don't go in there!” he whispered to the human protagonist as she reached for the door. He knew the mutant were-dachshund was totally lurking behind that door, just waiting for Tiffany to open it so it could jump out and- Suddenly the screen went dark, along with every other light in the Rescue Bots's bunker. Blades let out a shrill yelp.
Glancing around the dark room, Blade's slowly stood up, nervously twiddling his fingers. “Guys? The power's out! Boulder? Chase? Heatwave?” His voice trailed off to a squeak as he called out each name and received no response. He slowly, slowly paced backward until the wall was at his back, trying not to panic. Where was everyone?
Shuffling sideways along the wall, he peeked into over of the bunker's adjacent tunnels, activating the flashlights in his optics and sweeping the beams over the dark rock. “Cody? Chief Burns? Anybody?”
“Is this a joke? Ha ha, let's all make Blades think we were eaten by mutant were-dachshunds? Well, it's not funny!” Ducking back to lean against the bunker wall, he whispered, “Please don't be eaten by mutant were-dachshunds.”
Then he felt a hand on his shoulder and he screamed.
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