Just Ideas

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THESE IDEAS BELONG TO ME AND NATCHY. STEAL THEM AND WE WILL HURT YOU. > -brick'd-

Oil Slick, unlike his fellow Decepticons, was not repulsed by what happened to Blackarachnia. Rather, he saw tremendous potential in it. So yes, Oil Slick sees potential in techorganics. He decides to put into motion a techorganic super-soldier program. One that will blend Cybertronian mechanics with the genetic material of fearsome alien monsters. It is not a program that most of the Cons are attracted to, though, given their disdain for organics. This suits Oil Slick's purposes nicely, however, as only the most determined volunteers will sign up this way. Among the volunteers is a weedy Decepticon rookie called Inferno. Determined to climb the ladder no matter what, and become a deadly force that can best further the Decepticon way.

His desire to be the ultimate warrior ("There can be only one!") leads him to sneakily manipulate his fellow volunteers. Pitting them against one another via trickery and backstabbing. Oil Slick is fully aware of what is going on, but lets it happen anyway. Inferno's style intrigues him. He views it as a way of weeding out none but the most suitable. Then, the ultimate survivor Oil Slick will clone. To obtain an army of the most optimal. Inferno emerges the sole victor, and is subjected to the splicing procedure. The organic genetic material in question is that of a ferocious species of prodigious alien fire ant. The process leaves Inferno stronger than ever before, but amplifies his mental makeup, including his fanaticism. Making him the die-hard loyalist that we know and love from BW.

As for why Oil Slick's cloning of Inferno never really went down, we can go with a few possible explanations. The most obvious one would be some kind of Autobot attack destroying his equipment and research papers, thus preventing further experiments from being conducted. The second one is more sinister. It involves Inferno sabotaging his creator's research, to ensure that he will have no future competition as the warrior best able to serve the colony. And the royalty. The only problem with this second one is that it doesn't jibe with his loyal tendencies. (Use first explanation)

So let's get this straight. Oil Slick's initial project spawned Inferno, before the research was lost to an Autobot attack. But... Perhaps this is how the Autobot attack actually went down. Cyberfang, wanting the research for himself, broadcasts a message to the Autobots in the clear (non-encrypted and easily interceptible). The message details the location of Oil Slick's facility, which the Autobots would naturally want to capture/destroy. Given how much of a big fish Oil Slick is. So the Autobots attack. Cyberfang takes advantage of the confusion to spirit away as much of the research as he can. As electronic files, probably. The actual equipment would be impractical to save, but duplicable later on.

So Oil Slick goes around thinking that his work was lost, the only surviving element of it all being Inferno. Other projects take up his attention, and he moves on, although chagrined. What he doesn't know is that his supposed buddy took everything. And is now using the stolen research to come up with the Predacon faction. Thus explaining where all these other techorganics are coming from. What if Cyberfang, thought to be dead because of the Autobot attack, uses this to dissapear, change himself, and he become a totally different person? e.e He could've had a different name before

Cyberfang, right? SO. It's the perfect scheme. O:! And he can move about freely without having to worry about being wary of. But then, if he just came popped up, new technorganic, all by himself, it wouldn't make sense. So, he makes others like himself. He makes a select few. Ripjaw, Bezerker, Aero (sadly, he isn't going to be a technorganic in this), and others. O:! no one could point fingers. -Cyberfang

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TECHNORGANICS

Technorganics are transformers fused with organic DNA and have beast modes; there are two groups of technorganics: Maximals and Predacons. Maximals are technorganic Autobots, and Predacons are technorganic Decepticons. Just think of it as "factions within factions", or more specific type of faction of a faction.

Maximals usually have mammals for their beast modes, though it isn't unheard of for them to have a few avians and aquatics as well. Predacons are known for choosing reptiles, insects, and mainly large carnivores for their beast mode, though they too have a few mammals as well. A technorganic's beast mode also affects their personalities, habits, and sometimes a cybertronian's CPU.

Today we'll use Inferno as an example. His organic DNA is that of a prodigious alien fire ant. But ignore the "prodigious alien fire" part for now and focus on the main description: ant. Ants are widely known for living in a colony, hard workers, extremely loyal, and obey the queen, and the queen alone.

Inferno's Mind

Inferno sees a unit as a "colony", these colonies, to Inferno, are competition to Inferno's own unit, or "colony". What exactly are they competing for, exactly?

The privilege of being Oil Slick's principle weapon of war.

Unknown to Inferno, the other units are not competing against him and his unit. Not surprisingly, they mostly tend to stay away as far as possible, though Inferno still thinks that someone is trying to take his position as Oil Slick's creation. That may seem paranoid, but ants are sometimes known to be possessive of their rankings (Even though there are usually at least a hundred of others with this same position), and their Queen.

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CYBERFANG CHARACTER IDEA
Steal and die, sonuvadog. >

Short idea

Cyberfang is a sneaky bastard who only cares about power. And lots of it. He’ll do anything to have some, even if it means killing a comrade-- o’course, if he did kill someone, you’d never know until he’d admit it. You’ll have to beat answers out of him, though, because he’s stubborn as a bull, and cryptic as a fae. Even if he did give you an answer, it wouldn’t make sense-- well, sorta. He’d leave you to figure it out.

Anyway, Cyberfang doesn’t have a regard for personal safety as long as it ends with him surviving. You could gut him like a fish, and he wouldn’t care. As long as he lives, why bother with pain? Why bother with feeling at all? Cyberfang, quite literally, cannot feel. Emotionally, yes, but physically? No. He removed every sensor in his body. He isn’t even numb. It’s just… nothing. You’d think a person would go crazy from feeling nothing for the rest of their lives, but the thing is, Cyberfang was already crazy to start with.

Cyberfang’s former name was Zard.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Detailed Idea

There was a time that a mech named Zard worked with Oil Slick. A long, long time ago. Well, not that long ago, actually, but I hope you get the point. Anyway, Zard was a scientist who wanted power. Lots of it. He'd use any means to get that power. Once Oil Slick came up with a way to fuse cybertronians with organic DNA, Zard was absolutely thrilled. The idea of making his own technorganic army that he could control? It was too tempting to pass up.

Broadcasting a message to the Autobots, this message detailed the location of Oil Slick's facility, which naturally the Autobots would want to destroy. So the Autobots attacked. During the chaos, Zard takes advantage of the confusion to spirit away as much of the research as he can on electronic files. The actual equipment would be impractical to save, but duplicable later on.

So Oil Slick goes around thinking that his work was lost, and that his partner, Zard, is dead from the Autobot attack, the only surviving element of it all being Inferno and himself. Other projects take up his attention, and he moves on, although chagrined. What he doesn't know is that his supposed "dead buddy" took everything. And is now using the stolen research to come up with the Predacon faction. Thus explaining where all these other techorganics are coming from.

Zard flees from Cybertron and explores the galaxy, obtaining some alien specie's DNA to use for later purposes. Finally, Zard settles on earth, using the planet's frighteningly large supply of animals for testing out "his" invention. After seemingly working the bugs and errors out of the invention, Zard deemed it fine enough to use on himself, fusing his technologic self with the DNA that of a ferocious alien cobra creature.

That had been Zard's first mistake, because the process had destroyed every single sensor in his body, making him immune to physical feeling. This may seem like an advantage on the battlefield, but instead it had made Zard crazy over time. Anyone would have gotten their wires crossed if they had to live with the sense of utter nothingness. There was no numb, tingly feeling. It was... just nothing. And it pushed Zard closer to the edge.

It took a while, but Zard finally managed to fix the problem by making his own sensors by hand, though they were... slightly overdone. Going from unfeeling to hyper-sensitive, whatever was left of Zard's sanity finally snapped. Two drastic changes in only a few solarcycles left him absolutely mad. Removing the sensors in a fit of insanity, Zard changed his name to Cyberfang and ran off to the Sahara desert, creating a base deep beneath the hot sands.

Once the base was built, Cyberfang went back to Cybertron, sticking to the shadows as he whispered promises to those who'd listen, reeling in the troops. Taking back this group to his base on Earth, Cyberfang wasted no time in using his invention on them. Three fourths of the group offlined during the process of having their bodies fused with organic DNA; the few remaining survived, yes, but they soon died as well.

Cyberfang came to realize how lucky-- or unlucky, depending on how you saw it-- he was. He had not died from the process, merely had his sensors destroyed. Learning from these mistakes, Cyberfang took the time to figure out what went wrong and fixed the problems in his invention and returned to Cybertron once more, searching for possible troops. Unfortunately, rumor had it that a "monster" was taking away cybertronians and experimenting on them, much to Cyberfang's amusement. It made all the things more hard for Cyberfang.

But he oh-so-loved a challenge.

In Progress

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RIPJAW CHARACTER IDEA
Steal and feel the wrath of my spam, fool.

Ripjaw is a monster in the form of a robot. Savage with a side dish of sadistic, he has the temper of rodeo bull, yet he’s never vocal during a tantrum. Ever. He’s the big, strong, silent type, who has a knack for being creative with his ‘interrogations’, but he will never ever yell, scream, or pretty much strain his voice box. He doesn’t have to. When Ripjaw talks, you listen. Simple as that. He’s a brute on the battlefield, which makes up for his quiet side; he doesn’t have a weapon. He doesn’t need one. He can tear you apart with his bare hands; he likes the “ripping-your-internals-out” the best, though he won’t turn his nose to other sorts of tactics.

However, no matter how strong he is, Ripjaw is very slow, both mentally and physically. He’s not exactly the smartest bot out there. Actually, you could compare him to an attack dog, because truthfully, all he really understands is two simple words “attack” and “heel”. He has a very small vocabulary when he speaks and it’s extremely hard to understand him; his grammar is all over the place. However, knows sign language, which, surprisingly, he understands, and seems to know larger, more descriptive words, his vocabulary strangely better than most when he “talks” with his hands. But that is the only time, and he barely ever talks, either way. He just makes animal noises.

(side note: Ripjaw is Thunderstruck? Lol wtf.)