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panic_prince) wrote2011-04-13 03:56 pm
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Name: Nella
Age: 22
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Character Information
Character Name: Skywarp
Fandom: Transformers
Timeline: Animated
Source: Skywarp’s page on the TF wiki
Character History: Skywarp’s very short history starts on the moon, where his creator Starscream has been using the crashed Nemesis as his base of operations. By combining protoforms stolen from Master Yoketron and shells built to mimic his own, Starscream has learned how to clone himself. After his first attempt to utilize clones to achieve his goals ends explosively, he decides to go big: he makes an army to assault Megatron directly. Skywarp is the last of five clones activated to help Starscream finally defeat Megatron and take his rightful place as head of the Decepticon army.
Too bad for Starscream that his clones are…flawed. Like all the rest, Skywarp is vitalized by a fragment of Starscream’s AllSpark shard; like all the rest, that means he’s been gifted with but a fragment of Starscream’s personality, and Skywarp is the coward clone. When Starscream informs his new army that they’re going to go after Megatron, he objects. It sounds terrifying!
Regardless, he’s present when Starscream leads the clone army into battle at Megatron’s cavern stronghold. He even manages to attack Megatron all by himself! As soon as the Decepticon warlord starts deflecting the shots, though, his fear of fighting/getting hurt/Megatron kicks in and his attack falters. After that, he proceeds to do nothing useful in terms of the battle at all, trying to flee away when Bumblebee attacks him and soon getting captured by Blurr. Before his fear of stasis lock can overwhelm him, though, he gets to deal with a new terror—being stuck with Thundercracker and Blurr in a mess of glue and knocked into a space bridge, destination unknown.
The three of them end up somewhere pretty desolate, trapped on an asteroid in the middle of space. A suggestion of Blurr’s leads to Thundercracker breaking the three of them out of the hardened cement, much to Skywarp’s very probable relief. Thundercracker immediately abandons Skywarp without a second thought to chase after the escaping Blurr, and that’s the last we see of him.
Character Personality: Like all the other clones, Skywarp is cursed with only one aspect of his creator’s personality. Unfortunately for him, he got cowardice. Lacking any other personality elements to balance it out, the cowardice has translated into fear—fear of everything. Skywarp is afraid of fighting, afraid of getting hurt, afraid of hurting other people, afraid of Autobots, afraid of Decepticons, afraid of stasis lock, afraid of flying too high or too fast, afraid of— Well, you get the picture. He’s a little bundle of terror. That’s about it.
Because of his cowardice, Skywarp can be easily manipulated, and by manipulated I mean bullied. His inherent fear of making other mechs angry at him means he’s easy to coerce. Push him too hard, though, and he’ll run away (if he can).
Powers: Though we never actually see him do it, according to his Voyager toy bio Skywarp’s shares the ability that gives his G1 counterpart his name: he can teleport, or warp. He’s probably not very good at it, although it does make a handy escape mechanism if he gets too overwhelmed by any given situation.
Skywarp also has access to the memories of his creator, like the rest of the clones. Too bad they’re full of terrifying things, or they might actually come in handy for him….
Samples
First person:
Um. H-hello…? Hello out th-there, I’m s-sorry for bothering you, but if you d-don’t mind, I, um… I… I have a question?
I was just… just w-wondering if anyone could, um, maybe recommend somewhere safe where I could— [Hide. He needed somewhere secure to retreat to.] –stay? It, um. Needs to be able to accommodate a M-malgian jet. And… m-maybe not be too close to any organic sectors?
[He knows he should just check the classifieds on the public network, but there might be viruses there! You can never be too careful when it comes to the integrity of your processor, and this way he can at least screen the incoming responses…]
A-any suggestions would be m-much appreciated. And, um. Th-thank you for your time!
Third Person:
“Hey, mech, can you spare a few credits?”
Skywarp had never seen something like the… the… the being huddled in front of him on the street, and it horrified him. He’d hoped to sidle past the mismashed conglomeration of organic and Cybertronian parts, but it had pinned him with glowing eyes and addressed him, and now he was frozen on the spot.
“C-cr-credits?” he stammered uncertainly, tangling his claws together in front of him. “Um. I don’t… I….”
“C’mon, mech, help me out.” Horror of horrors, the thing shuffled closer, stretching out a misshapen hand. “You’re a jet, right? You jets always got money to spare. I just need a little fuel, mech, that’s all.”
“I d-d-don’t—” Skywarp wanted to tell the thing that he was newly arrived here, that he didn’t have any credits and the thought of trying to get a job made him nervous, but he couldn’t seem to get his vocalizer working properly. He stumbled back a step instead, putting his servos out as if to push the thing away.
“Don’t be an aft.” The thing drew itself up a little taller, its creepy yellow stare turning baleful. “I don’t need attitude, just money. C’mon.”
“Leave me a-a-alone!” Skywarp shrunk in on himself, huddling down and edging sideways, trying to continue on his way down the street. He didn’t like leaving his back so exposed to whoever might be passing behind him on the other side of the roadway—he imagined he could feel the other mechs out walking just staring, what if they were trying to identify his vital points?!—but he liked the thought of turning away from this pushy, gross thing even less. “I don’t h-have anything f-f-for you, I’m s-s-sorry--!”
The abomination growled and lunged forward, grabbing one of his wrists and yanking so hard Skywarp stumbled towards it with a shriek. “Then give me your fuel, you glitch!” it howled, its jaw opening wide and disgorging glistening metallic fangs as long as one of Skywarp’s claws. Skywarp matched it cry for cry, flailing backwards. A lucky kick connected with some hideously soft part of the monster, and it let him go with a grunt. Skywarp staggered back a step, and then-- whoomph-- he was gone, leaving behind only the empty space he’d just been inhabiting.
He didn’t know where he was when he reappeared on the other side of the warp. He never did, when he panicked like that, which was almost always as bad as whatever it was that triggered him into a panic-warp in the first place. It was all he could do to scout out a corner that seemed reasonably well-protected and then cram himself into it.
It took him cycles to stop shaking.
Personal Information
Name: Nella
Age: 22
Personal LJ:
nellasaurEmail / AIM / MSN: AIM: WarpedDreamer
Character Information
Character Name: Skywarp
Fandom: Transformers
Timeline: Animated
Source: Skywarp’s page on the TF wiki
Character History: Skywarp’s very short history starts on the moon, where his creator Starscream has been using the crashed Nemesis as his base of operations. By combining protoforms stolen from Master Yoketron and shells built to mimic his own, Starscream has learned how to clone himself. After his first attempt to utilize clones to achieve his goals ends explosively, he decides to go big: he makes an army to assault Megatron directly. Skywarp is the last of five clones activated to help Starscream finally defeat Megatron and take his rightful place as head of the Decepticon army.
Too bad for Starscream that his clones are…flawed. Like all the rest, Skywarp is vitalized by a fragment of Starscream’s AllSpark shard; like all the rest, that means he’s been gifted with but a fragment of Starscream’s personality, and Skywarp is the coward clone. When Starscream informs his new army that they’re going to go after Megatron, he objects. It sounds terrifying!
Regardless, he’s present when Starscream leads the clone army into battle at Megatron’s cavern stronghold. He even manages to attack Megatron all by himself! As soon as the Decepticon warlord starts deflecting the shots, though, his fear of fighting/getting hurt/Megatron kicks in and his attack falters. After that, he proceeds to do nothing useful in terms of the battle at all, trying to flee away when Bumblebee attacks him and soon getting captured by Blurr. Before his fear of stasis lock can overwhelm him, though, he gets to deal with a new terror—being stuck with Thundercracker and Blurr in a mess of glue and knocked into a space bridge, destination unknown.
The three of them end up somewhere pretty desolate, trapped on an asteroid in the middle of space. A suggestion of Blurr’s leads to Thundercracker breaking the three of them out of the hardened cement, much to Skywarp’s very probable relief. Thundercracker immediately abandons Skywarp without a second thought to chase after the escaping Blurr, and that’s the last we see of him.
Character Personality: Like all the other clones, Skywarp is cursed with only one aspect of his creator’s personality. Unfortunately for him, he got cowardice. Lacking any other personality elements to balance it out, the cowardice has translated into fear—fear of everything. Skywarp is afraid of fighting, afraid of getting hurt, afraid of hurting other people, afraid of Autobots, afraid of Decepticons, afraid of stasis lock, afraid of flying too high or too fast, afraid of— Well, you get the picture. He’s a little bundle of terror. That’s about it.
Because of his cowardice, Skywarp can be easily manipulated, and by manipulated I mean bullied. His inherent fear of making other mechs angry at him means he’s easy to coerce. Push him too hard, though, and he’ll run away (if he can).
Powers: Though we never actually see him do it, according to his Voyager toy bio Skywarp’s shares the ability that gives his G1 counterpart his name: he can teleport, or warp. He’s probably not very good at it, although it does make a handy escape mechanism if he gets too overwhelmed by any given situation.
Skywarp also has access to the memories of his creator, like the rest of the clones. Too bad they’re full of terrifying things, or they might actually come in handy for him….
Samples
First person:
Um. H-hello…? Hello out th-there, I’m s-sorry for bothering you, but if you d-don’t mind, I, um… I… I have a question?
I was just… just w-wondering if anyone could, um, maybe recommend somewhere safe where I could— [Hide. He needed somewhere secure to retreat to.] –stay? It, um. Needs to be able to accommodate a M-malgian jet. And… m-maybe not be too close to any organic sectors?
[He knows he should just check the classifieds on the public network, but there might be viruses there! You can never be too careful when it comes to the integrity of your processor, and this way he can at least screen the incoming responses…]
A-any suggestions would be m-much appreciated. And, um. Th-thank you for your time!
Third Person:
“Hey, mech, can you spare a few credits?”
Skywarp had never seen something like the… the… the being huddled in front of him on the street, and it horrified him. He’d hoped to sidle past the mismashed conglomeration of organic and Cybertronian parts, but it had pinned him with glowing eyes and addressed him, and now he was frozen on the spot.
“C-cr-credits?” he stammered uncertainly, tangling his claws together in front of him. “Um. I don’t… I….”
“C’mon, mech, help me out.” Horror of horrors, the thing shuffled closer, stretching out a misshapen hand. “You’re a jet, right? You jets always got money to spare. I just need a little fuel, mech, that’s all.”
“I d-d-don’t—” Skywarp wanted to tell the thing that he was newly arrived here, that he didn’t have any credits and the thought of trying to get a job made him nervous, but he couldn’t seem to get his vocalizer working properly. He stumbled back a step instead, putting his servos out as if to push the thing away.
“Don’t be an aft.” The thing drew itself up a little taller, its creepy yellow stare turning baleful. “I don’t need attitude, just money. C’mon.”
“Leave me a-a-alone!” Skywarp shrunk in on himself, huddling down and edging sideways, trying to continue on his way down the street. He didn’t like leaving his back so exposed to whoever might be passing behind him on the other side of the roadway—he imagined he could feel the other mechs out walking just staring, what if they were trying to identify his vital points?!—but he liked the thought of turning away from this pushy, gross thing even less. “I don’t h-have anything f-f-for you, I’m s-s-sorry--!”
The abomination growled and lunged forward, grabbing one of his wrists and yanking so hard Skywarp stumbled towards it with a shriek. “Then give me your fuel, you glitch!” it howled, its jaw opening wide and disgorging glistening metallic fangs as long as one of Skywarp’s claws. Skywarp matched it cry for cry, flailing backwards. A lucky kick connected with some hideously soft part of the monster, and it let him go with a grunt. Skywarp staggered back a step, and then-- whoomph-- he was gone, leaving behind only the empty space he’d just been inhabiting.
He didn’t know where he was when he reappeared on the other side of the warp. He never did, when he panicked like that, which was almost always as bad as whatever it was that triggered him into a panic-warp in the first place. It was all he could do to scout out a corner that seemed reasonably well-protected and then cram himself into it.
It took him cycles to stop shaking.