CHARACTER NAME: Rodimus Prime

CHARACTER SOURCE: Primarily Transformers G1 US Cartoon and the 3H Wreckers comic for the character. Other ideas from various Transformers media will also be used.

CHARACTER HISTORY:
Creation?

War record

Movie

5 Faces

Optimus Prime zombie

Scourge

Optimus Prime Returns

Rebirth

Wreckers


PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Note: Because of the “Maximal Upgrade” miniaturization process Rodimus is 6 Feet tall in robot mode.
http://www.tfw2005.com/transformers-imag...od_029.jpg

STATS:
ATK: 3
DEF: 3
SPD: 2
TEC: 2

STARTING PROFICIENCIES:
Physical Strength – 1000
Ranged Proficiency - 1000

STARTING POWERS:
Alternate Forms:
Car Mode Modified Dome Zero – 2000
http://www.tfw2005.com/transformers-imag...od_049.jpg
STARTING MOVES:
Triple Lasers 2X – 300
The three exhaust tubes on each of Rodimus' arms are a set of triple lasers. Normally capable of various firing modes it currently has only one mode at this time because of Rodimus’ systems not being adapted to the Omniverse.
Burst mode - This is a single short burst of golden sun like energy the diameter of a rifle bullet but much 4 times the length of a rifle casing that dissipates at medium range which has a slight horizontal spread to it that at max range would cover the shoulder width of an average human. With three barrels on each of his arms these can be fired in rapid succession for a rate of fire of one per second.
These lasers can be fired from both arms at once for greater firepower, or one arm can be used to steady the other for better aim. Due to how his transformation works this weapon isn’t available in his vehicle modes.
SUPER MOVES:
Sawblades – 600
Housed in either arm, Rodimus' hand retracts into his fore arm then a sawblade that is slightly larger than his fist extends out to replace the hand. It will then spin faster till reaching full speed at which point the weapon is ready for use. This process takes 4 seconds. This weapon is energy intensive so it will drain Energon (SP) with use.
Items
Communicator - 100

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Googled multiversal RPG or something like that way way way back. I’m such a lurker.

I've been pissing and moaning about this situation, so I'll sum it up in spoiler tags! If you want long story short, skip ahead!
[spoiler]
I've gotten better at explaining this in bullet points...

1. Gunther Stein was developed in 2015-2016~ish on a private site based around One Punch Man, that served as a spin-off more than a continuation.
   
2. Important note, this site has a minimum time required as an active member in the ICC (In Character Chat) to be considered for a rank increase (D,C, B, A, S, S+(Mod rank)), and at this time Gunther on that site is A rank.
   
3. Gunther was developed using their system of power selection and growth and evolution, with a personality shaped over many months of heavy interactions with friends and.... acquaintances...
   
4. Loving Gunther, I thought I'd try my hand at bringing him here! Worked great, was going to join the Avengers, rewrote his story enough to keep from infringing the developmental creativity of other players of the other site...
   
5. Accidentally show Gunther's roster on other site in the OOCC, and one of the mods DM's me the next day, pitching a tantrum.
   
6. Suspended until Gunther is erased, unable to RP in the main chat (during a peak in the site's story arc, too.)
   
7. Can't afford to donate, unless I wanna feel selfish. Big family, had to take out a loan to get everyone something... gonna have to wait this out...
   
8. I can rise to Gunther's level faster on an alt HERE than I can THERE... but I have 4 weeks to refresh
   
9. Trying to get suspension lifted early before the main arc climaxes (@January 10th)
   
10. Attempted a Joining thread with a [WIP] tag, but the owner is specifically wanting the Roster changed/deleted. That character may stick, but not sure. It wasn't exactly planned...
    

Greetings, comrades of the Omniverse! So, I'm sure many of you like Harry Potter. If you go to Pottermore and make an account, you can take a quiz to sort you into a Hogwarts and Ilvermorny house. So in this thread, just post whatever results you get!

I personally got Hufflepuff for Hogwarts. It is the house that represents loyalty, kindness, honesty, and hard-work. Generally, people from Hufflepuff are friendly and cheery, often optimistic. It is also the house that has produced the least amount of dark wizards.

For Ilvermorny, I got Thunderbird. It is a house that represents the soul, and its members are usually adventurers. (Some people say it is an equivalent house to Slytherin, but I personally think they shouldn't be compared.)

CHARACTER NAME: Yandu Udonta
(Just Yandu for the Screen Name.)

CHARACTER SOURCE: Marvel Cinamatic Universe (Earth-199999)

CHARACTER HISTORY:
The Omniversion of Yandu is taken after the events of the Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 2

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:


STATS:
ATK: 5
DEF: 1
SPD: 3
TEC: 4

STARTING PROFICIENCIES:
1000 Ranged
600 Remote Control

STARTING POWERS:

STARTING MOVES:
300 - Yaka Arrow
Remote Control, Ranged
The Yaka Arrow is a very powerful weapon that responds to sonic stimuli. It can achieve its maximum speed of 30 meters per second almost instantly and stop on a dime. Yandu is so skilled with the weapon that he can cause it to weave through a crowd without touching them, or pierce a falling coin twice before it hits the ground. It can pierce most obstacles clean through cauterizing wounds and dealing moderate damage.

Alas, the amount of concentration it takes takes a tole not in physical stamina, but mental focus. To maintain this absolute focus, Yandu's movement is reduced to nearly stationary, and using any other move in conjunction with the Yaka Arrow causes both to suffer greatly. He can continuously use the arrow for up to a minute before suffering disorientation from the mental strain, greatly inhibiting his TEC until he is able to rest.

The Arrow can be caught, though it has enough force to pull weaker foes. It can be broken with moderate force, and it takes Yandu upwards of a minute to be able to repair it to just half its original potential. In addition, the fin atop his head is a weak point; if destroyed, not only is the arrow worthless, but he takes additional damage from the attack.

The fin prosthetic glows red when the arrow is activated, and the arrow itself gives off an energetic red emission. This emission can leave a long tail as the arrow flies, though the tail itself does nothing.

STARTING UNLOCKS
7000 - Stat Unlock III

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Could someone please PM me the moves on my old roster for Warren Zimmer, so I can use them in the future, please? If the roster still exists, that is.

Hello there. I don't know if anyone remembers me but I use to have an old account on here a long time ago and I wanted to try and activate it but it seems my info didn't work. I had to get a new account to post here. To help the staff remember, my character was a James White. Could one of the staff help me, please?

The weather is miserable today. 

The rain crashes down with a relentless, pounding fury, pouring in windblown sheets from a green-tinted sky which resembles nothing so much as a pit of boiling tar. It rings against my golden scales, running in rivulets down the lithe, muscular contours of my magnificent chest and dripping from my clawed fingers (a word I am certain by now that I'm never going to like, regardless of how useful they may be), and the tips of my pointed ears. Both my ridiculous hair and my horrible trousers are soaked through, and the latter are blackened by mud; with every step I take, I sink ankle-deep into the muck of the road.

Thunder breaks in the distance, illuminating a landscape of sodden fields, tempest-tossed trees and shuttered homesteads in an instant of pitiless white light. The aftermath leaves me squinting, but even so, I know where I'm going; A barn looms ahead, beyond a low stone wall, it's granite foundations rising above the surrounding mire. High in the loft, a lantern has been lit, a soft orange beacon glowing in the night.  

I break into a run - and instantly slip, falling heavily in a manure-scented puddle. The cold doesn't bother me - it's as nothing beside the frigid wastes of the Spacehunter nebula. Rain has always been beneath my notice - its just water, after all. Even the storm's fury pales before the devastation I've visited upon countless worlds; but I've never had to deal with mud like this before. In my original form,  my sheer titanic mass made soggy conditions a non-issue. Bellowing in anger I rise from the humiliating, foetid sludge and vault the stone wall, slogging my way through the mire to the barn's front door: a simple affair of wooden planks and iron fittings.

I rip it off its hinges, and then in two. The old, sodden timber pops and cracks within my grip, offering no more resistance than brittle paper, and the spectacle of its ruin takes the edge off my ire. Discarding the remains, consigning them to the murky sludge, I stomp my way indoors.

For almost twenty minutes now, a dark green robot has been standing in front of the fountain. His mask-like face is incapable of expressing the utter confusion that fills his mind. Was life supposed to be like this? His eyes scan the white, flat expanse that surrounds the fountain. Could this be heaven? Do robots even get to go to the afterlife? The robot looks at his three-fingered hands as he reminisces over his previous life, or tries to anyway. The transportation to this world had left him feeling groggy, as if his brain was filled with static, and his memories were shot. He can't remember a single thing from his previous life, except for the moment of his demise. A flash of light blinded him, and his whole body broke apart as he lost consciousness. Then he met what he could only assume to be God. With nothing more than a quick explanation and the parting of a gift, the god who called himself Omni disappeared, and this strange area took his place. And so, the robot has been standing here not knowing what to do. The grogginess has long passed, but the memories have not come back. The robot looks up at all the people walking through the area. They seem quite busy. "I am wasting time", the robot thinks to himself. And, for that matter, he's wasting energy; his fuel sensors start going off in the back of his mind, complaining about a lack of fuel. "Uh oh." The robot says. He doesn't know what to do, he doesn't even know what fuel his engine uses. His eyes dart around frantically as panic fills his mind. He flashes back to a distant memory of himself, in a similar predicament. However, his past self did not panic like he's doing now. He had simply grabbed a glass of orange juice and drank it to refuel himself. "Orange juice, that's it!" But how can he get it? He remembers Omni's explanation: The Omnilium given to him can be used to obtain what he desires. That's nice and all, but where's the Omnilium that Omni gave him? The robot tries to figure out where the Omnilium went, and slowly, he realizes that the orb had somehow... been absorbed into his body. He is not sure when it happened or how he had come to this conclusion, but there's no time to think about that when that fuel sensor is bugging him. Without thinking about it, the robot holds out his hand and concentrates on the power within himself. After what seems like forever, a rainbow bubble emerges from his hand, and fades away. In the bubble's place is a nice, cold glass of orange juice. The robot lifts his head up and pours the juice into his open mouth. As he downs the drink, the familiarity of the action causes him to feel at peace. In this peaceful state of mind, his name comes to his mind: Grapefruit. After finishing the drink, his fuel sensors stop bugging him, so Grapefruit starts considering what to do next. He looks around once more at his surroundings. Grapefruit has no idea what to do, but perhaps if he wanders around, he will find something to do. It's better than standing around doing nothing. And so, he walks away from the fountain.