Allegiance: Autobots
Subgroup: The Renegades
Function: Sharpshooter/Investigations
"Never say you're sorry, it's a sign of weakness"
Profile: Frostbite is a former Grand Army sniper, and now serves as a sharpshooter and detective for The Renegades. He lived a life of secrecy, working in a special ops cell of the Autobot Grand Army. With the start of the Heavy Metal War, Frostbite's unit was deployed into as an anti-terrorism unit. Successful in stopping many Decepticon terrorist activities, Frostbite moved up the chain of command to company commander. During one mission, the evidence found led him to believe of an attack, and
Bullets whipped by his head, he could hear the sound of them ricocheting off the wall behind him. He ducked for cover as a rocket flew overhead. Damnit! Now would be a really good time for our backup! Waste Land screamed over the noise and confusion. How much longer?!
Hang on, Im patching through, replied Radio Head. You know how hard it is with all this interference?
You know how much of us will be left to rescue if you dont hurry up! Waste Land snapped back, as he threw a grenade. A massive explosion was heard and everyone felt the aftershock. The gunfire ce
Stunts was running, running from a total blackness that tried to consume him. He fell down a deep black abyss, falling for what seemed like an eternity into total nothingness. He suddenly appeared in a courtroom, the body of an Autobot lay in front of him, mangled. A black figure yelled GUILTY! He suddenly jolted online in total shock! He looked around his dark room, lubricant dripping from his face. It was all a dream, just a bad dream. He looked at his control panel he was hooked up too 89% power. Good enough, as he sat up an
Stunts sat is his office, at his desk, reviewing some data files, but mostly lost in thought. It was dark, only his small desk lamp shedding any light into the room. It was colder than normal, Frost Bite probably tampered with the heating system again. Stunts just sat there looking at the file he had in his hand when the door chime rang.
Enter, he mumbled, still not lifting his optics from his desk. The door slid open, but no one was there. After a few seconds, the door slide closed again. Still, without lifting his optics, Stunts said, No need to hide Shadow Fire, I wont attack you. With that, a red an
Allegiance: Autobot
Sub Group: The Renegades
Function: Demolition/Material Transport
Theme Song: Boom! Nelly
True Alt Mode:http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k257/GodbirdEmpyrea/TF/univoverload-50.gif
[From the Datatracks of Cybertron Illustrated, Cycle 3, Issue 7]
Profile: A big name athlete who has made his impact on the Cyberball sporting world, Rail Hammer was certainly one of a kind. An all around player with tremendous skill, he was headed for greatness. Upon graduation from North Dihexus Sector, he was a first round draft pick. He immediately became an impact player for Iacons team. He was a bruisin
Profile:
The story of Big & Rig is a compelling one. Originally an experiment in cloning, Autobots raided the laboratory they were in during the development process. Most of lab was destroyed, including the chamber they were being develop in. As the experiment finished, there was an unbalance between the two of them. This gave birth to Big and Rig. Big is smaller than he sounds, but don't let it fool you. He is very overconfident, and can back up what he says. His temper is just as small as his stature, and he tends to lose it often. Lucky, Rig is there to help him. He is the bigger of the two, and tends to be a big brother to Big. Rig is mo
Allegiance: Autobots
Subgroup: The Renegades
Function: Sharpshooter/Investigations
"Never say you're sorry, it's a sign of weakness"
Profile: Frostbite is a former Grand Army sniper, and now serves as a sharpshooter and detective for The Renegades. He lived a life of secrecy, working in a special ops cell of the Autobot Grand Army. With the start of the Heavy Metal War, Frostbite's unit was deployed into as an anti-terrorism unit. Successful in stopping many Decepticon terrorist activities, Frostbite moved up the chain of command to company commander. During one mission, the evidence found led him to believe of an attack, and
Profile:
The story of Big & Rig is a compelling one. Originally an experiment in cloning, Autobots raided the laboratory they were in during the development process. Most of lab was destroyed, including the chamber they were being develop in. As the experiment finished, there was an unbalance between the two of them. This gave birth to Big and Rig. Big is smaller than he sounds, but don't let it fool you. He is very overconfident, and can back up what he says. His temper is just as small as his stature, and he tends to lose it often. Lucky, Rig is there to help him. He is the bigger of the two, and tends to be a big brother to Big. Rig is mo
Allegiance: Autobot
Sub Group: The Renegades
Function: Demolition/Material Transport
Theme Song: Boom! Nelly
True Alt Mode:http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k257/GodbirdEmpyrea/TF/univoverload-50.gif
[From the Datatracks of Cybertron Illustrated, Cycle 3, Issue 7]
Profile: A big name athlete who has made his impact on the Cyberball sporting world, Rail Hammer was certainly one of a kind. An all around player with tremendous skill, he was headed for greatness. Upon graduation from North Dihexus Sector, he was a first round draft pick. He immediately became an impact player for Iacons team. He was a bruisin
Stunts sat is his office, at his desk, reviewing some data files, but mostly lost in thought. It was dark, only his small desk lamp shedding any light into the room. It was colder than normal, Frost Bite probably tampered with the heating system again. Stunts just sat there looking at the file he had in his hand when the door chime rang.
Enter, he mumbled, still not lifting his optics from his desk. The door slid open, but no one was there. After a few seconds, the door slide closed again. Still, without lifting his optics, Stunts said, No need to hide Shadow Fire, I wont attack you. With that, a red an
Stunts was running, running from a total blackness that tried to consume him. He fell down a deep black abyss, falling for what seemed like an eternity into total nothingness. He suddenly appeared in a courtroom, the body of an Autobot lay in front of him, mangled. A black figure yelled GUILTY! He suddenly jolted online in total shock! He looked around his dark room, lubricant dripping from his face. It was all a dream, just a bad dream. He looked at his control panel he was hooked up too 89% power. Good enough, as he sat up an
Bullets whipped by his head, he could hear the sound of them ricocheting off the wall behind him. He ducked for cover as a rocket flew overhead. Damnit! Now would be a really good time for our backup! Waste Land screamed over the noise and confusion. How much longer?!
Hang on, Im patching through, replied Radio Head. You know how hard it is with all this interference?
You know how much of us will be left to rescue if you dont hurry up! Waste Land snapped back, as he threw a grenade. A massive explosion was heard and everyone felt the aftershock. The gunfire ce
Hello all you faithful watchers and passer-bys...
I recently removed some of my older work from Deviant, which I will report shortly. As well, I'm currently writing a story for the fun of it, and I should start posting sections of it soon (character art is needed).
New favorite topics of mine to write/discuss/etc are:
Transformers
Fire Emblem
Redwall
Misc RPG's
If you need small pieces written (profiles, biography, etc) for anything, don't hesitate to ask. The worst you'd have to do is barter, I wont accept money.
As usual...I have no visual artistic skills (a lot changes in a year :P) But hoping to solve this problem eventually.
Ok, I've been idle here for too long. Time to restart my career :P I'm not an artist, but a writter, exelling in short stories/TF profiles/even mild screenplay. I wont accept monitary payments for my work, although i need some artowkr done :P If you need anythign written, drop me a line and I'll see what I can do to help :)