#gear-thrust

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Marc Goldfinger is GT’s humanformers faceclaim, only imagine vivid blue eyes and freckles. Perfection.

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Trying to find the right redhaired male model to be GT’s faceclaim... ugh. It’s hard.

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30day character development:

1. Maelstrom does not have any Creators (other than Primus) as he was well-sprung on Cybertron during the Golden Age. He managed to acquire Seeker Nobility in Vos, on account of his skills (and perhaps his impressive size). He is 35feet tall.

2. Maelstrom’s height, the fact that he’s made of metal, and can fly... his ability to transform, since he’s Cybertronian.

3. All of his scars would be well-repaired and painted over, since he likes to look good. Though if one gets close enough, they could see the faint lines of some of the scars. He has numerous, since he’s a Decepticon that has faced many battles.

4. Vain, yes... a bit... but he doesn’t outwardly act like it or come off as such, because he keeps his vanity in check.

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1. Gear-Thrust, aka, “GT” does not have a family so to speak. He was well-born on a long-lost colony planet from the created well (I’ll have to develop this a bit more sometime). His colony was one that formed during the Golden Age, when space exploration and relocation/colonization was a practice. Long since forgotten about by Cybertronians, his colony still thrives. He still kind of considers himself Cybertronian. Like Cybertron’s his second home-world.

2. The fact that he’s made of metal and can transform into a luxury sportscar.

3. He would have had all his scars burnished or repaired to little or no evidence of their existence.

4. Yes, he is a bit vain. He likes pampering himself and wants to look good. He might complain if a ‘Con damaged his frame... but he’s not as obvious about it as some vainer mechs might be.

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Name: Gear-Thrust, aka “GT”

Mech.

Age: Human equivalent of 24-35, depending on where in the TF timeline.

Alt: A ferrari 288 GTO with a bright flashy orange finish.

Humanformers/hollowmatter: A freckled, carrot-colored readhead with vivid blue eyes. 

Affiliation: Autobot

He likes sports cars and speed, pranks and cracking jokes, he’s a total clown.

Canon crushes: Would likely be Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Jazz, and similar mechs. Maybe some of the Seekers like Starscream or Skywarp or Thundercracker. 

Eh, that’s all for now. WiP...

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Autobot Camp Nu.2

Action-Shot paced, bored out of his processor, the younger Bot was aching for action. But his team rarely saw the kind of action he wanted. They were not part of The Prime’s team. Located on Earth, yes, but not where Optimus Prime’s group was at. Besides, the mission they had on Earth was likely to be short.

Still, Action-Shot wished to join with Optimus Prime. At least then he’d get more action in this war effort. The idleness bored him half to death. 

“Yo... Action-Shot... how are ya holding up? Itching for more action, huh?” G.T. teased him. He was also a younger Bot (though only marginally older than Action-Shot was). The bright orange Ferrari 288 G.T.O was cheery, and openly friendly, often teasing his fellow Autobots, and his love of teasing the bright red Pontiac Firebird Trans Am GTA was no different. 

“Yeah.. you know how it is, G.T. I’m bored with this waiting around and doing hardly anything. It’s so dull. You know what I mean, right?”

“Yes, of course I do. But relax, Hydraul will have the plans together soon. He’s reporting to Optimus at the moment. And getting further directions, no doubt, too.”

“Yeah.... sure. Just wish we could get some actual action. There must be ‘Cons out here too... even if this is a rather middle-of-nowhere part of Earth!”

“Well, we have the green light to go ahead with the plan...” Hydraul rumbled, still mulling over the conversation he had just finished with Prime. The big black Rambo Lambo (an LM002) announced as he strode into the lounge room that his younger compatriots were occupying. 

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Gear-Thrust:

1. What is your muse’s full-name? Gear-Thrust aka G.T.

2. Where and When were you born?  Iacon.

(Situation varies just as it does with Devision’s history, as I base every incarnation off of the type of story being told and when/where the story takes place... what sort of universe it is and the nature of that universe. What sort of timeline or headcanon the rp partner and I have, and what elements need to adjust to fit that, if any. Usually speaking, he would either be placed as being born/coming from the well just before the war broke out or sometime during the war’s duration.)

3. Who are/were your parents. (I have that he had family in one verse, but it was a long time ago... I would have to dig-out who his sire and carrier and siblings were... or make them up all over again.) 

So for now, I would say he’s a Vector Sigma/Well-born Autobot.

4. Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

Again, originally he had some brothers and sisters... but I have forgotten who they were and what details I had on them... so I am going to go with the answer that he does not have any.

5. Where do you live now? And with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.

(I’ll get back to this one later. It would either be Velocitron or Earth though.)

6. What is your occupation? (This changes depending on post-war or during war and whatnot... But I would put G.T. as a race car and/or a singer/musician.)

During the War: either working as an Autobot for the war-effort. OR as a neutral, hanging out and racing on Velocitron, as a bit of a celebrity there. 

Post-war: Racing and/or being a musician... singer/songwriter and living the lifestyle of the rich and famous as a celebrity.

MORE TO COME when I have the time to add to this.

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Nightclub of Iacon

Gear-Thrust was busy checking out the other patrons of one of the nightclubs in Iacon, as he spent most nights in one or another in hopes of picking up a date or two. The bright orange Ferrari 288 GTO was fond of wooing, of the pursuit of the attainable (or not so attainable) and though the music and setting were nice, there was none yet that struck his fancy. Correction-none yet that appeared to be single and approachable and within his tastes. Therefore, the young Autobot was still scanning the crowd for anyone-any opportunity to befriend or possibly get a date of another.