[ solarfeuer ]

[[ crow ]]

Name:
Solarfeuer, prefers to go by "Feuer". (Fu-yer)

Race:
Bot

Gender:
Mech

Age:
Er I'm not sure how your 1000 year/new time line works, so I'm just going to say shortly before the war began.

Origin:
Cybertron

Allegiance:
Neutral

Description:
If ever was a bot that was programmed specifically not to give a damn, Solarfeuer is that bot. He finds it almost impossible to care about anything other than himself. Life's too much fun to let it get weighed down by attachments and "important people". Living the solo life floats his boat just fine and there's no one on Earth or anywhere else could convince him otherwise.

For this very reason he's settled into the neutral ranks. Of course if he had it his way he wouldn't even pick neutral at all. He'd just be Solarfeuer, bot extraordinaire. No, that title sounds too picky, like he's actually caring about his life. He'd just be Solarfeuer, bot with a hot head and a knack for blowing things up.

So yes, Solarfeuer will admit to caring about one thing. Explosions-- oh Primus he loves them. Brilliant oranges and reds of your basic ones, the sooty color of old ones, the blue of hot ones-- it's so great! It's a drug, an addiction to him. Seeing things go up in lights and loud noises.

Feuer can actually be a friendly bot though. If you get past his trigger-happy, explosion loving, generally apathetic front, you can find a bot who just likes to joke around with a can of high-grade, laughing it up with others. Swapping stories with neutrals about how he watched some D-con slag an Autobot or how he started a small brawl between sides by framing one or the other. It's all good fun to him.

He very much a "go with the flow" type of 'bot. He'll adapt to practically anything that doesn't involve him picking a side. Earth seemed like a perfect place for him really. He could hide out as a car there and mess with the organics (he swears he tries not to hurt them!) and never have to worry about the Autobots or Decepticons bullying him into joining a side. Besides; Earth culture looks like fun. Especially that Fourth of July holiday--the humans blow things up for the fun of it!

Solarfeuer's design matches his personality pretty well. He's built slim for a mech, his armor reinforced and plated close together along his wiring. His helm is rounded with a black visor that can slide down, allowing him to optimize his infrared scanners. Because of his slim build and preference for brighter colors (right now he's settled at a comfy orange, it used to be lavender) he has been mistaken for a femme before. Heck, one of his favorite stories to tell revolves around a Decepticon making that mistake.

It was dark y'see, the silly D-con had a bit too much in his system. The slagger actually tried ta' wrap his arms around me and asked if I wanted to have some fun. Do ya' know how hard I wanted ta' laugh? Priceless I tell ya', 'specially when I turned around and pointed a weapon right in his face plates. Made my voice real deep and told him where ta' shove his fun. Oh yeah, fly boy took ta' the air real fast.

And no, he's not ashamed of admitting he looks femme-ish; he doesn't care remember?

But back to his design. Feuer is big on changing his color quite often. He doesn't like sticking with one color for too long unless he really thinks it suits him. Currently he's a bright orange, a recent paintjob he received before making his way to Earth. He considers it only luck that one of the first Earth vehicles he saw was a sleek sports car of practically the same color. The only part that breaks from the blinding orange (besides his black visor) are four streaks of wavy yellow which mark the door-wings coming off his back.

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Past:
Solarfeuer was sparked shortly before the war began. Unlike other bots, he wasn't quick to jump onto either side or join an academy of sorts. It all seemed too strict, a place where he would be forced into something he just didn't give a slag about. So instead he fled. Well aware of what happened to neutral bots and the beatings they received, Feuer fled far, far away from anyone who could stop him from living a free, careless life.

During this time he was almost always alone. Only occasionally would he bump into other neutral bots who also were keeping away from the sides. They never stayed around long though, not neutral did. Keeping on the move was an important part of being neutral.

Eventually, when it seemed the war had finally died down, if just a bit, Feuer decided to stop fleeing and find a permanent place to stay. Word of Earth was spreading around this time and it had piqued his interest. After all, it seemed the human race was important enough to gain an ambassador of sorts. So without much delay, Feuer made his way to Earth, crashing landing in Germany but deciding he could have more fun closer to where the real action took place, Detroit.

Other:
Not being a fan of battle, Feuer doesn't rely much on weapons. He used to carry around a handy gun or two but now just hopes his fist will be enough to get him by. After all, he doesn't go looking for trouble.

He does keep an explosive or two on him at all times, though...

I am a Decepticon.
(to the tune of I Am A Banana)

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[prowl]

o.0 lots of your post change into “Feuer†etc. on my screen, seems wherever you put ' aswell, no biggie though c; pimp-lookin'-alt-mode ^^ accepted!