Name: Centiablo
Function: Jungle/Desert Warfare, Front line combat
Faction: Predacon (I can change it to Maximal if there are too many preds...
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Motto: "We're gonna fight...right here, right now! And you can't go till Ah say you can go...and Ah say you can't go till your scrap!"
Type: Transmetal
Physical Discription: He is an intimidating creature in both forms, his eyes are red but with black pupils, (like Scorponok) and is very expressive. In both forms, his colors are red, orange and silver.
Beast Mode: His beast mode is a giant centipede. In this form, he can move very quickly, and can climb up walls and accross ceilings. This is thanks to his beast form. He also has very sharp pincers on his mandibles and on his tail. He has many legs.
Robot Mode: He is tall, some of his legs will wrap around his robot legs, which makes them look like orange bones or ribs. He has red eyes, with no pupils in this form. His pincers become his arms. His mouth has a halfmask, which can retract to show his mouth, which have many sharp teeth.
Abilities: He can run very fast in both forms, and is very physically strong. He can be segmented and still operate. He has his criminal knowlege, and despite his dislike of his beast form, often can fight as well as he does in his robot mode.
Weapons: A laser cannon, machine guns in his many legs (they will rise from his body, point towards his enemy and fire.) He also has his pincers, which are laced with cybervenom in both forms. Those pincers become blades on his wrists.
Personality: He has no patience, has a fierce temper. He is over aggressive, over defensive...and is very interested in power. He is strongly dominated by his beast mode, which causes him to enjoy eating other creatures, despite having no need to. It doesn't matter if they are natural animals or robots, he could be called a cannibal if need be. He strongly dislikes his beast mode, and refuses to look at his own reflection. He is the first into battle, and unless he's unusually stupid that day, normally the first to leave. He can be a bit of a coward, but talks alot of trash. He can be tricked into disloyalty with promises of power, lust, or greed. He is loyal when it suits him, and is only insubordinate to a certain point.
Desire: Freedom, power.
Strength: His intimidating nature and bezerker rage. Can take alot of pain.
Weakness: His beast mode, his anger...has a major weakness for females. Also, when he's not too cowardly to stay in battle, he sometimes is too stupid to know when to quit.
Likes: Food, sandcastles, cards and hunting.
Dislikes: Misanthropy, who ever his leader is at the time...peace.
History: He was a maximal soldier turned criminal, who was finally caught after a series of armed robberies and forced to spend time in solitary confinement after almost killing a fellow inmate. He was released on a techincality and forced to join some sort of Maximal party, who had to go to some planet he'd never heard of till that day and time.
He didn't agree with the maximal peaceful ideals, and often came to arguments with others. He woke up on this strange planet one day, in the middle of a desert. Before he could do anything, he was buried in sand from a sand storm. This horrid conditions ruined his data tracks, and almost extinguished his spark. Luckily, he managed to find some compatible Dna...
He stayed under the sand, until he heard a battle up above. He burst out of the sand, snarling, roaring and looking for the nearest living thing to tear to peices. He didn't say anything at first, just those horrifying roars. He fought both Maximal and Predacon, and even attempted to eat one...he had been so damaged, that he took on the traits of his beast mode. He crawled back and forth infront of his hole, so he had to be reprogrammed remotely. It was this time that he managed to see the reflection of his form, which caused him to go into such a panic that he was easily subdued.
Function: Jungle/Desert Warfare, Front line combat
Faction: Predacon (I can change it to Maximal if there are too many preds...
)Motto: "We're gonna fight...right here, right now! And you can't go till Ah say you can go...and Ah say you can't go till your scrap!"
Type: Transmetal
Physical Discription: He is an intimidating creature in both forms, his eyes are red but with black pupils, (like Scorponok) and is very expressive. In both forms, his colors are red, orange and silver.
Beast Mode: His beast mode is a giant centipede. In this form, he can move very quickly, and can climb up walls and accross ceilings. This is thanks to his beast form. He also has very sharp pincers on his mandibles and on his tail. He has many legs.
Robot Mode: He is tall, some of his legs will wrap around his robot legs, which makes them look like orange bones or ribs. He has red eyes, with no pupils in this form. His pincers become his arms. His mouth has a halfmask, which can retract to show his mouth, which have many sharp teeth.
Abilities: He can run very fast in both forms, and is very physically strong. He can be segmented and still operate. He has his criminal knowlege, and despite his dislike of his beast form, often can fight as well as he does in his robot mode.
Weapons: A laser cannon, machine guns in his many legs (they will rise from his body, point towards his enemy and fire.) He also has his pincers, which are laced with cybervenom in both forms. Those pincers become blades on his wrists.
Personality: He has no patience, has a fierce temper. He is over aggressive, over defensive...and is very interested in power. He is strongly dominated by his beast mode, which causes him to enjoy eating other creatures, despite having no need to. It doesn't matter if they are natural animals or robots, he could be called a cannibal if need be. He strongly dislikes his beast mode, and refuses to look at his own reflection. He is the first into battle, and unless he's unusually stupid that day, normally the first to leave. He can be a bit of a coward, but talks alot of trash. He can be tricked into disloyalty with promises of power, lust, or greed. He is loyal when it suits him, and is only insubordinate to a certain point.
Desire: Freedom, power.
Strength: His intimidating nature and bezerker rage. Can take alot of pain.
Weakness: His beast mode, his anger...has a major weakness for females. Also, when he's not too cowardly to stay in battle, he sometimes is too stupid to know when to quit.
Likes: Food, sandcastles, cards and hunting.
Dislikes: Misanthropy, who ever his leader is at the time...peace.
History: He was a maximal soldier turned criminal, who was finally caught after a series of armed robberies and forced to spend time in solitary confinement after almost killing a fellow inmate. He was released on a techincality and forced to join some sort of Maximal party, who had to go to some planet he'd never heard of till that day and time.
He didn't agree with the maximal peaceful ideals, and often came to arguments with others. He woke up on this strange planet one day, in the middle of a desert. Before he could do anything, he was buried in sand from a sand storm. This horrid conditions ruined his data tracks, and almost extinguished his spark. Luckily, he managed to find some compatible Dna...
He stayed under the sand, until he heard a battle up above. He burst out of the sand, snarling, roaring and looking for the nearest living thing to tear to peices. He didn't say anything at first, just those horrifying roars. He fought both Maximal and Predacon, and even attempted to eat one...he had been so damaged, that he took on the traits of his beast mode. He crawled back and forth infront of his hole, so he had to be reprogrammed remotely. It was this time that he managed to see the reflection of his form, which caused him to go into such a panic that he was easily subdued.
Actually, I think that's great because that seems to be more the difficult to find these days for an RPG; players who want to play Predacons. XD It's interesting to see how their numbers have so quickly grown. I don't think the Maximals will be happy about that. 
