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| TECH SPECS |
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10 |
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10 |
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| SPD: |
10 |
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| END: |
10 |
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10 |
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10 |
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| FRP: |
10 |
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| SKL: |
8 |
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| ALTERNATE MODE |
| Class: |
Gadget |
| Desc: |
Cassette |
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| Mission: |
72% |
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| Arena: |
52% |
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| Kills: |
2238 (0.39 per day) |
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Psychout
"Motto's are for losers."
Level 11 Decepticon
Psychout's Bio
Standing face to ankle against most of his gigantic enemies, Psychout lives by 1 rule: ''The bigger they are are, the harder it is for them to spot you when you cheat''...
The undisputed leader, creator, CEO and president-for-life of WarPorn Industries, this conniving cassette is a Decepticon to the core. Preferring to use guile and cunning to defeat an enemy before it enters combat, he is still more than capable of taking down a mechanoid 4 or 50 times his size in a fight (albeit usually though cheating), which enables him to continue his war profiteering industry unchallenged and live in the luxury and affluence he rightly deserves regardless of who dies, as his Master will always have a use for the dead.
Psychout recently stepped up to the position of Senator Cybertron, his lust to prolong the war and preventing Decepticon victory as much as Autobot meaning that he is generally regarded as fair and just, although some whisper behind his back that he simply abuses his power to be as much of a bastard to the less cerebral war commanders as possible and to steal all the good altmodes.
Some of this may even be true...
=== Psychout's Story ===
My name is Psychout and I am a 'retired' cassette. My former function was as a data archive belonging to Soundwave. My secondary function was to help ensure morale was kept high and be the eyes and ears of a command that did not tolerate dissent in the ranks. I fell from grace after it was decided that I questioned too much and began to formulate my own methods of waging war - employing psychological warfare instead of physical combat, knowing that the right words to the right people caused even the mightiest of authorities to be toppled. Initially I dutifully offered these suggestions to command but when they rejected them as the crazy rambling of a mere cassette, I began to use them for myself.
It was soon decided that I was corrupted. I was too independent of Soundwaves control, too autonomous for an appendage, causing him to remove me from active service and I was sent in chains to be system wiped for reformatting with no choice or option to resist. My timely stay of execution came with the ill-fated Pythagoras expedition. An asteroid comprised of an energy-rich but dangerously corrosive mineral called Caustihaxl had been discovered in orbit over a lifeless waste in the Charr system and expendable 'volunteers' were required to investigate. It was a suicide mission and I was sent to archive the mission, as it mattered not if I didn’t return. This was a disastrous mistake for Soundwave, but it was to be catastrophic for the asteroids unknown 'prisoner'.
A cassettes special abilities are pretty limited. Their small frame can only support limited strength and unless they are non-bipedal they have little chance of outrunning most vehicle alt forms, but what they do have is a long memory and in my function as an archivist it was near infinite. Created as a mobile data storage facility, I was built with a gigantic detachable memory core at the centre of my neural system. It was this core that the now freed Necronomitron, known as the auditor of death, hastily invaded mistaking it for my personality banks in an attempt to possess me and escape from his prison on the tanited rock, enabling me to entrap it. Detaching my core I had it captured and quickly forced it to protect its new vessel (me!) from the Caustihaxl's corrosive radiation. This allowed me to 'fake' my own death and break free of Soundwaves control.
Sealed away in my detachable memory core, the Necronomitron was furious. Imprisoned again but this time I, a 'mere cassette', was its gaol and gaoler, not only retaining my original personality but now able to control and draw the power from my unwanted lodger, and he was powerless to resist. After countless battles of will, I finally tricked the exhausted demon into an eternal contract. He would aid us in destroying the Autobots and their fleshling allies and when that was complete I would turn my attention to rebuilding his dark armies, the legion of the dead. Then, when this war is over and Cybertron is finally conquered, we would strike out and show this tiny metal world that a single cassette was more than capable of defeating an army, a planet, a civilisation, a universe.
Those who abandoned me would be shown the punishment for casting their warriors aside and that punishment would be oblivion. Only then will my 'Master' truly see the evil schemes I have saved for him...
Psychout's recent battles
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