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jazzingitupPlayer Information
*Name/Alias: sabriel
*Your Journal: [Bad username or unknown identity: ”sabriel”]
*Age: 18+
*Contact Information: sabriel [at] gmail.com
*Characters already in the game: n/a
Character Information
*Character Name: Jazz
*Character Canon: Transformers (Bayverse)
*Age: Maybe about 30000+? Younger than Ratche and Ironhide for sure.
*Race: Cybertronian
*Timeline/Pull Point: Right after Megatron tears him into 2 pieces near the end of the movie.
*History: http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Jazz_(Movie)
*Personality:
Optimus Prime's first lieutenant Jazz is an easygoing guy, laid-back and very approachable. He likes to talk and is always up for a conversation. He's highly perceptive regarding what's going on with other people (usually at the most inconvenient times for others) and he usually knows things before the people they’re concerned about do. He's generally likes to tease people using this knowledge but that's natural for him, and he never means any harm by it, more often than not using the teasing as a way to distract someone or cheer that person up if he sees they're down. At the same time, Jazz is open to being teased back by his friends.
One thing to remember is that Jazz loves information of all kinds, and he is always happy to find something new to do or try in pursuit of knowledge. He loves new information and new experiences so much that if given the chance to he would desert the war entirely as he hates war. He actually tried to desert once at an alien planet until he found that said alien planet tried to absorb him and he had to be rescued by Ratchet and Ironhide.
He can also be vain about his appearance. Jazz has the bad habit of expanding the forcefield that was essentially designed to keep his heart alive into covering his entire body just to keep his bodywork nice and shiny. This bad habit nearly got him killed for good in a battle against the Decepticon called Bonecrusher.
Jazz cares very much about those he considers his friends, if you hurt one of them, he won't hesitate to strike back as hard and fast as he could. One example of this is when Bumblebee was taken captive by the government group called Sector 7; Jazz was very vocal about wanting to rescue him right away instead of waiting. And he won't hesitate to do what he feels absolutely needs to be done, such as when he went ahead to distract Megatron in order to buy time for his fellow Autobots and their human allies. This was what got him killed in the end; Megatron tore his body in two for his trouble.
*Powers/Abilities:
Like most Cybertronian, Jazz has an alternate mode, a modified Pontiac Solstice. He has near-perfect recordable memory, and can download and analyze data far far faster than any human or human-made computer can possibly do it. He also is equipped with magnetic generator that allows him to attract and dispel any metal-made object.
As Jazz isn't the biggest Autobot around, he makes up for it by being fast and acrobatic. He has a fusion engine that allows him to reach sub-light speeds in vehicle mode.
Jazz's internal weapons systems features multiple offensive and defensive capabilities such as a photon blaster and magnetic field generator. He is also naturally gifted with great strength (for a bot his size, but nothing compared to bigger Autobots like Ratchet or Ironhide), agility and speed, combining all of these attributes into a 'hit-and-run' fighting style that constantly keeps opponents guessing.
*Inventory: Just what he was carrying with him when he was ‘killed’: Telescoping sword/rifle, spare dagger, short-range blaster with built-in shield
*Starting Polarity: Nexus Prime maybe....if you think he’d suit someone else better, go ahead and change it.
If AU, how does your character differ from canon?: N/A
Writing Samples
*First Person Sample:
[The video onlines to Jazz giving a cheerful wave and grin to his audience. He looks as cheerful as ever, but there’s a glint of what might be worry in his optics to those who really knows him.] Hey there~ Requests like these ain’t my style, but desperate times call fer desperate measures, right?
Ah’ve got a Missin’ ‘Bot lookout request fer ya all. He’s big, black an’ ugly that goes by the name of Ironhide. Go ahead an’ call ‘im that ta his face, but don’t blame me if he aims one of his big cannons in yer face if ya do. An’ ah dun like ta boast, but he didn’t get ta the position of weaponmaster in the Autobots without bein’ less than capable with his weapons, if ya know what Ah mean.
Last time any one saw ‘im was a week ago, around District XXX, an’ no one Ah know of’s heard from ‘im since then. If ya got any news of ‘im, let me know, ‘kay?
Sorry, but Ah ain’t rich ‘nough ta offer a reward. But Ah’ll remember ya an’ Ah’ll do ya a nice turn in return later on.
*Third Person Sample:
Jazz was screaming. And not just one of those 'a friend took me by surprise by clapping me on the back when I wasn't paying attention' scream but a full out terrified scream. Later on, if asked about it, he might be embarrassed, but right now, he seemed to be falling without any end in sight, and with what had to him happened literally just seconds ago Jazz felt he had every right to be screaming.
The last thing he remembered was a shout of warning, then Megatron's overwhelming strength and indescribable pain as a torrent of warnings and alerts flashed across his visor and his body was ripped in two. Okay, maybe going up against Megatron alone the way he did wasn't really that great an idea. But he couldn't see any way out of the situation they were in at the time. Megatron had been RIGHT THERE, and their human allies weren't ready yet so someone had to go and distract that slagger. Hopefully his death hadn't been in vain. He had faith in Optimus Prime of course and in his fellow Autobots but he'd feel much better if he could find out for certain.
Wait a minute. Dead. He was supposed to be dead and not alive and screaming. Or as the humans say, kicked the bucket, bought the farm, bit the bullet, six feet under, pushing up the daisies and a myriad of other clever sayings. Not that he understood some of them but he'd found the phrases rather amusing when he was skimming their Internet for information..
Ah well, he could find out later when he landed.
If he landed.
Final Notes: I hope this is good?
*Name/Alias: sabriel
*Your Journal: [Bad username or unknown identity: ”sabriel”]
*Age: 18+
*Contact Information: sabriel [at] gmail.com
*Characters already in the game: n/a
Character Information
*Character Name: Jazz
*Character Canon: Transformers (Bayverse)
*Age: Maybe about 30000+? Younger than Ratche and Ironhide for sure.
*Race: Cybertronian
*Timeline/Pull Point: Right after Megatron tears him into 2 pieces near the end of the movie.
*History: http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Jazz_(Movie)
*Personality:
Optimus Prime's first lieutenant Jazz is an easygoing guy, laid-back and very approachable. He likes to talk and is always up for a conversation. He's highly perceptive regarding what's going on with other people (usually at the most inconvenient times for others) and he usually knows things before the people they’re concerned about do. He's generally likes to tease people using this knowledge but that's natural for him, and he never means any harm by it, more often than not using the teasing as a way to distract someone or cheer that person up if he sees they're down. At the same time, Jazz is open to being teased back by his friends.
One thing to remember is that Jazz loves information of all kinds, and he is always happy to find something new to do or try in pursuit of knowledge. He loves new information and new experiences so much that if given the chance to he would desert the war entirely as he hates war. He actually tried to desert once at an alien planet until he found that said alien planet tried to absorb him and he had to be rescued by Ratchet and Ironhide.
He can also be vain about his appearance. Jazz has the bad habit of expanding the forcefield that was essentially designed to keep his heart alive into covering his entire body just to keep his bodywork nice and shiny. This bad habit nearly got him killed for good in a battle against the Decepticon called Bonecrusher.
Jazz cares very much about those he considers his friends, if you hurt one of them, he won't hesitate to strike back as hard and fast as he could. One example of this is when Bumblebee was taken captive by the government group called Sector 7; Jazz was very vocal about wanting to rescue him right away instead of waiting. And he won't hesitate to do what he feels absolutely needs to be done, such as when he went ahead to distract Megatron in order to buy time for his fellow Autobots and their human allies. This was what got him killed in the end; Megatron tore his body in two for his trouble.
*Powers/Abilities:
Like most Cybertronian, Jazz has an alternate mode, a modified Pontiac Solstice. He has near-perfect recordable memory, and can download and analyze data far far faster than any human or human-made computer can possibly do it. He also is equipped with magnetic generator that allows him to attract and dispel any metal-made object.
As Jazz isn't the biggest Autobot around, he makes up for it by being fast and acrobatic. He has a fusion engine that allows him to reach sub-light speeds in vehicle mode.
Jazz's internal weapons systems features multiple offensive and defensive capabilities such as a photon blaster and magnetic field generator. He is also naturally gifted with great strength (for a bot his size, but nothing compared to bigger Autobots like Ratchet or Ironhide), agility and speed, combining all of these attributes into a 'hit-and-run' fighting style that constantly keeps opponents guessing.
*Inventory: Just what he was carrying with him when he was ‘killed’: Telescoping sword/rifle, spare dagger, short-range blaster with built-in shield
*Starting Polarity: Nexus Prime maybe....if you think he’d suit someone else better, go ahead and change it.
If AU, how does your character differ from canon?: N/A
Writing Samples
*First Person Sample:
[The video onlines to Jazz giving a cheerful wave and grin to his audience. He looks as cheerful as ever, but there’s a glint of what might be worry in his optics to those who really knows him.] Hey there~ Requests like these ain’t my style, but desperate times call fer desperate measures, right?
Ah’ve got a Missin’ ‘Bot lookout request fer ya all. He’s big, black an’ ugly that goes by the name of Ironhide. Go ahead an’ call ‘im that ta his face, but don’t blame me if he aims one of his big cannons in yer face if ya do. An’ ah dun like ta boast, but he didn’t get ta the position of weaponmaster in the Autobots without bein’ less than capable with his weapons, if ya know what Ah mean.
Last time any one saw ‘im was a week ago, around District XXX, an’ no one Ah know of’s heard from ‘im since then. If ya got any news of ‘im, let me know, ‘kay?
Sorry, but Ah ain’t rich ‘nough ta offer a reward. But Ah’ll remember ya an’ Ah’ll do ya a nice turn in return later on.
*Third Person Sample:
Jazz was screaming. And not just one of those 'a friend took me by surprise by clapping me on the back when I wasn't paying attention' scream but a full out terrified scream. Later on, if asked about it, he might be embarrassed, but right now, he seemed to be falling without any end in sight, and with what had to him happened literally just seconds ago Jazz felt he had every right to be screaming.
The last thing he remembered was a shout of warning, then Megatron's overwhelming strength and indescribable pain as a torrent of warnings and alerts flashed across his visor and his body was ripped in two. Okay, maybe going up against Megatron alone the way he did wasn't really that great an idea. But he couldn't see any way out of the situation they were in at the time. Megatron had been RIGHT THERE, and their human allies weren't ready yet so someone had to go and distract that slagger. Hopefully his death hadn't been in vain. He had faith in Optimus Prime of course and in his fellow Autobots but he'd feel much better if he could find out for certain.
Wait a minute. Dead. He was supposed to be dead and not alive and screaming. Or as the humans say, kicked the bucket, bought the farm, bit the bullet, six feet under, pushing up the daisies and a myriad of other clever sayings. Not that he understood some of them but he'd found the phrases rather amusing when he was skimming their Internet for information..
Ah well, he could find out later when he landed.
If he landed.
Final Notes: I hope this is good?
