Starjumper

created by Derek 'Dude' Thornton.


Star Jumper
Real Name / Birth Name - Audios Do
Template - Scout / Technician
Sex - Male
Species - Transformer
Height - 7’6’’
Weight - 2780 lbs
Age- Roughly 21 in Transformer years
A Quote - “Til’ all are one!”

Dexterity: 3D+2
Blaster: 5D, Dodge: 5D, Running: 4D+1, Vehicle Blasters: 4D+2

Knowledge: 3D+1
Alien Species: 3D+2, Languages: 4D+2, Planetary Systems: 4D,  Cultures, Science, Scholar, Survival

Mechanical:2D
Repulsorlift Ops.: 5D+1, Space Transports Piloting: 3D, Astrogation: 4D+1, Sensors: 4D+1, Starship Shields: 2D+2, Starship Gunnery: 2D+2, Communication: 2D+2

Perception: 3D+1
Hide: 4D, Search: 4D+2, Sneak: 4D+1, Persuasion:, Bargain, Investigation: 3D+2

Strength: 3D+1
Climb/Jump:4D, Brawling: 4D, Lifting: 5D, Stamina: 4D, Swimming

Technical: 3D
Computer Program/Repair: 5D, Droid Program/Repair: 5D, Repulsorlift Repair: 3D+1, Starship Repair:5D+1, First Aid: 4D+1

Force Sen.?-No
Force Points-3
Dark side Points-0
Character Points-6
Move-11

Special Abilities:
Speeder Scale Character, Immune to Organic Disease, Transform into Speeder vehicle (May be done as a reactive action, loses one dice for taking an action in the round)

Vehicle Mode:
Craft / Type: Speeder Bike
Scale: Speeder
Length: 3.5 meters
Skill Repulsorlift Ops
Crew: 1 (0)
Cargo capacity: 3 kilograms
Maneuverability: 3D+2
Atmosphere: 175 / 500 kmh
Body: 2D

Weapons:
Laser Cannon
Scale: Speeder
Fire Arc: Front
Skill: Vehicle Blaster
Fire Control: 2D
Range: 3-50 / 100 / 200
Damage: 4D

Equipment:
Blaster Pistol-4D (speeder scale), Survival gear, Luma Flares, Energon Rations, Macro Binoculars (+3D to med / long searches), Armor Plating - +2D to Phy/Energy, Tech Scanner-+1D to repair, Medi-Scanner: +1D to First-Aid, Energy/Geological/Life form Scanner–500 /1/2

Internal Equipment:
Circular Saw – 4D, Internal Comlink , Scomp - Link - +1D to Comp Pro / Rpr, Line caster – 50 meters (1-10 / 20 / 50), Search Sensors- +2D to Search, Limb Blaster - 4D

History:
Millions of years ago, in the vast reaches of space, the first and greatest of us, Primus, was born. It is said he came from Energon and that Energon came from him. His brother, Unicron, an evil and malevolent being, wanders the stars looking for new worlds to consume, attempting to sate his hunger for destruction, while Primus created life, becoming the planet Cybertron. In his wisdom, Primus created thinkers and inventors, the Quintessons. A cold and methodical race, they gave birth to the first Autobots and Decepticons as a means of both utility and defense.

Omega Prime, a great Autobot leader, once said that Energon gives life and with life comes free-will. As time went on and the more we worked and thought, the more independent we became; we were learning and we were growing. The Autobots eventually became the upstanding and noble beings that they are today, seeking only peace, harmony and friendship with all things in the galaxy while the Decepticons became greedy, seeking war, power and destruction of all things that surrounded them.

A civil war began on our home planet of Cybertron, and the war raged for years with casualties and untold destruction found on both sides. The great leaders of both sides, Optimus Prime of the Autobots and Megatron of the Decepticons were the worst of enemies. Their battles are the tales of legends and no two transformers hated each other more than they. In the great civil war that began, the great capitol of Cybertron, Iacon, fell first and it was there in that ancient city, that most of the battles took places. Some of the fighting spread to across the galaxies and in one such fight, both Optimus Prime and Megatron were lost to us. Both sides lost their greatest leaders and all of those close to them in one fail swoop, lost to the winds of space with no known landing or crash point. That was almost 1 million years ago.

The fighting raged, and Cybertron became but a rusted shell of its former glory, each side gaining and losing ground in a bitter stalemate, neither side having the leadership it needed to claim victory and Cybertron for themselves. In an attempt to end the war, both sides sent out scouts, hoping to find their great leaders who were lost to them so many years before. It seems that life is not without a sense of irony.

My designation is Star Jumper, I am a scout for the Autobots and I have been searching out for Optimus Prime for the last twelve Energon cycles. I was born Audios Do to my mother Paxa and father Deldon but when a Decepticon attack killed both of my parents, I decided to join the war front on the side on the side of the Autobots and take up a new name. I was given my designation for both tradition and name sake. When we Cybertronians receive a new function or an upgrade, we tend to take on a new name as a means of expressing our identity and place in our society. I loved learning and finding out as much as I could about new people and things, coupled with my love of adventure and excitement, I was made into a scout to search the planets and galaxies for those very same things.

I, like Optimus however, became lost to the stars. While investigation a wayward Energon trail, I stumbled upon the Stunticons, a group of Decepticon scouts. I fled in an attempt to regroup and gather aid, instead I found myself on the receiving end of several volleys of laser blasts. As I sent myself into warp speed, my ship's hyperdrive was struck by blaster fire and I was sent spiraling out of control into the far reaches of unknown space. I came out of hyper space unsure of my new surroundings and quickly coming upon a planet I did not recognize on any of my charts. I crashed and quickly found myself hiding from humans who were attempting to salvage my ship for scrap.

I tried to hide my presence from them, as humans can be rather uninviting, but when transformed, to them, I appeared to be what they called a “speeder bike” and as such, I have been loaded on board the ship with the rest of the cargo they took from my wrecked ship, including my supply of Energon. I wonder how long I can stay hidden on this ship from my new found “owners”, before they realize the value of their new found plunder…