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megatonOOC Info:
Name Saeru
Age 27
AIM or other IM service name notyourgun
E-mail address dragoondusk with gmail
IC Info:
Character name | Character Journal Megatron | Megaton
Continuity Transformers: IDW
Canon source link http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Megatron_%28G1%29#IDW_comics_continuity
Major events
If any events could be considered 'major' in Megatron's life, it would be the events in which great changes were wrought, both to himself and to the future history of Cybertron. In tracing these, the course of the war could be traced, back to its very origin...
...which was, as any great warlord would want, birthed in blood.
Or fluid, that works too.
1. The Massacre at C-12 Mining Outpost
What began as a routine set of layoffs quickly went downhill for Senator Decimus and the miners of C-12. Although 'routine' at the time included dozens of armed body-guards, none could have expected the swiftness with which the miners revolted.
Someone should have.
After cycles of meager wages and increasingly dangerous conditions, the one thing that the workers could not tolerate was loosing their jobs. The economy was failing, costs were rising, and living on the streets was little better than a slow death sentence. They knew this. Megatron knew this. The choice was clear.
As Senator Decimus pronounced the mines closed one of the miners spoke out, protesting loudly and vocally. To the horror of the already distressed crowd, he was attacked and brutally assaulted by Senator Decimus's bodyguard, an Autobot. Stunned beyond the capacity for rational thought, the nearby Megatron sprang to action. Fueled by outrage and indignation despite being unarmed, he singlehandedly took down the guard.
Neither he nor the other security forces had been expecting that.
They retaliated immediately.
Their vengeance was swift. Megatron could only watch, in horror, as they opened fire on the miners in the crowd, ruthlessly gunning down the mechs he had been working with for cycles. He had just time enough to notice the energon stains on his hands, to notice the barrels of the carefully aimed weaponry, to notice exactly the implications of what he had instigated...
...before he, too, was mowed down in the fire, and could consider only stasis in the dark.
2. The Arena.
Volume 54. Slaughter, squared.
There had been countless battles before it. There would be countless more, if he survived. In order to survive, he needed to remove all obstacles.
He was going to kill Clench.
The Arena was built on-site, during irregular hours. There was no underlying pattern, no schedule, no map to follow. Those who had enough credits would know where to be when suddenly it was time, and those who did not, would not. Sometimes Clench would have them at the Arena early, and sometimes they'd be running in just as their names were called. Sometimes they would know what they were fighting, and sometimes they would not. Sometimes the rules were simple, and sometimes they were complex.
Always, they ended in death.
Death was necessary, to achieve the energon prize. It kept the population of Gladiators down, it kept those who won in serviceable shape, and it was sparkling and showy, just the way the vid-crews liked it. Clench's team were experts at being the ones to go home with the energon, by any means necessary. Sometimes it meant going home without one of their members like Betabear, an unfortunate sacrifice.
And sometimes...it meant knowing what sort of sacrifices might have to be made, next.
Clench was a fool.
He gave too much, and received too little in return for it.
If Clench's team...if Megatron's team were to continue claiming victories, then someone else would need to be in charge. It was a...sacrifice.
One that would, in turn, ensure that no unnecessary sacrifices would ever be made, again.
It was Megatron's call this time. He would make sure of that.
3. The burning of Kaon.
The Decepticons were made in chaos. They were made in Kaon, fertile foundations for the seed of chaos, from which only more chaos could grow...
...but there was only so much instability that Megatron could tolerate.
The fall of Kaon had been carefully, painstaking orchestrated. Megatron had made the call for warriors, for Gladiators, for anyone with the courage to stand with him on the battlefield, and they had come. They had come, and they had instantly been incarcerated, trapped within the very system that they stood against, clutched to the spark of darkness at its core.
From that core, they'd ripened. From that core, they'd burst forth.
With their freedoms they took power, seizing the weaponry that the 'Autobot' security had kept in store, arming themselves for the grandest arena of them all, donning the mantles they would come to wear for the parts they were about to play in an infinite battle. He'd hoped it would be long remembered, after they were done.
He'd hoped they'd win.
He'd ordered them to do what they knew best: to sow the seeds of tumult, to rend the same fertile foundations that had grown them, to bring their world to ashes so that they might start anew...
And he'd carefully planned that out, too.
He'd made the decision to destroy.
He'd made the decision to take his destiny, and theirs, into his hands.
He was Megatron.
And today, he would watch chaos itself as it burned.
Canon Pull Point
Megatron will be coming from my previous game, Axiom Nexus. He will be pulled through immediately after the end of that game.
Before Axiom, his previous canon pull point was just after the fall of Kaon: the dawn at the end of Megatron: Origin.
Previous Game Canon (if applicable)
Axiom Nexus is a (canon) multiversal world, a Cybertron without war that occurs at a space/time focal point around which the other canons see-saw. Mechs and humans and beings from any world can, and have been, deposited there...
...but the Cybertron of the 'Transtechs' is used to this, and has a special 'offworld city' with rules and regulations and mounds and mounds of paperwork. They'll send you back to your correct world, eventually.
Unless you're there illegally as a guinea-pig-o-tron, imported by Shockwave, experimented on, watched, and never permitted to return to the point of your origin. Megatron has been waiting two years to go home, and won't be excited that he isn't quite there, yet.
Here is a summary of events that occurred to Megatron (Magnum) during his stay in the Nexus:
-Magnum obtains his first apartment, which he with several Tyran Decepticons.
-He quickly gathers and recruits a small, rag-tag team from different factions and different universes to break into Shockwave's illegal portal facility in Zone 9 (the lower zones of Axiom), where he steals plans to build his own portal.
-Magnum's apartment is burnt down by Tyran Scorponok.
-Magnum moves into a warehouse that he opens to all Decepticons. He has the Tyran Blackout work on building portal pieces for him.
-The Tyran Megatron captures Mikaela Banes, a (circumstantial) friend of Magnum's. Because of this, the Autobots go to the Transtech security forces, who tear down the factory to rescue her and deport many of the Decepticons they find. Mikaela is killed.
-Megatron returns, and moves into an underground lair (The Hollow) he discovered with DW!Starscream. He sets several plans into motion to take revenge on the Autobots.
-Other plans bear fruit, and Megatron has the old 'Decibel' Arena closed down for 'illegal death matches.' This allows him to open up his own Arena: 'The Silver Bullet.' He recruits more cons (including Dirge), makes more friends (including Barricade), and his Soundwave arrives.
-Now having a substantial source of income and a defensible base of operations, Megatron has Blackout resume work on the portal.
-After a deadly fight with Nemesis Prime, Megatron decides to get upgraded to keep up with the 'Megatrons should fly' convention. However, he is terrible at this, and enlists the help of the Tyran Skywarp for lessons.
-Megatron has Sunstreaker capture him a renegade, three headed dog 'Cerberus' from where it was running loose in the underground. This becomes his guard dog and personal pet. Barricade teaches him how to treat it.
-Megatron successfully releases a personality reversing agent onto his enemies...however, this backfires, and several of his Decepticons also end up infected. (The 'Shattered Glass' event.)
-Megatron is killed by Nemesis Prime, and is interred with Shockwave for six months
-He returns to find everything changed. The Animated Starscream has been running his Decepticons, and many of his previous mechs have since been deported. He recruits DW!Shockwave to continue his portal work, and Wing to continue his flight lessons.
-Megatron makes an uneasy alliance with several mechs in order to take down Nemesis Prime.
-Wing teaches Megatron more than he wants to know about 'mercy.' The Nexus otherwise teaches him plenty about anger, as his portal plans are stolen and he realizes Shockwave has been controlling everything from behind the scenes.
-Magnum attends the masquerade ball. Hijinks involving first Wing, and then Optimus Prime ensue.
-Magnum's wish is 'granted' by Shockwave, and after a year of sucking at it, Magnum is finally able to improve at flight.
-Megatron begins plans to move his base of operations to the dilapidated Zone 7, where he has been slowly buying up and renovating buildings. His intention is to begin his own sub-city, to make a place where he controls the comings and goings, where Shockwave cannot touch him and where his mechs and his arena workers can live.
-These plans inevitably fail as Shockwave is suddenly captured, and the Primes and Megatron's he'd been harboring are marked for Deportation. Megatron bans with his friends and allies to fight back, riddling the Hollow with explosives, waiting for the Transtech Security Forces to attack, with the slim hope of a back tunnel to escape down before blowing the whole thing.
-The success of this remains to be determined, as Megatron wakes to find himself in Kaon.
Personality
For all that he's accomplished, Megatron is still new to the idea of 'the Decepticons.' The millions of stellar cycles of war that make him famous have not yet occurred, and his experiences as a leader are still few.
Despite this, he already has everything that he needs to lead: He is confident, fearless, skilled, charismatic, and intelligent. He is capable of making far-reaching plans and plotting set-ups that benefit him long after they were seeded. He can accurately judge the character of most mechs, and can quickly learn the buttons that he needs to press to use them as his pawns.
His cause is also something he irrevocably believes in: In creating a Cybertron where the strong, the smart, the swift, and the powerful are at the forefront. This doesn't necessarily have to exclude anyone, however--he does believe in giving an even playing ground to start with, and then letting the best of the best claw their way up to the top.
There are a number of things Megatron is still warring about internally, however. He will sacrifice nearly anything if he thinks it will get him nearer to his goals, but he's not yet hardened enough to sacrifice everything. Though he's fast to anger and faster to take action, the opportunities lost to him due to his brashness have given him pause to think. Also, while he hates being blamed for his future mistakes, a large part of him is still impressed by how far reaching his war became, and wants to reach that very greatness which he's later known for. He's still in the habit of recruiting, and still very much used to the hard and brutish ways of the Arena, but he's trying to consider that there could be more to his future than destruction.
All in all, Megatron is a young warlord still experiencing a great deal of inner turmoil, and is unpredictable at best.
Thankfully, he's also intelligent and resourceful, and keeps most of his problems to himself so he can focus on the bigger picture: He's going to get his war back on track, even if he now has to lose everything in the process.
Powers/abilities/weapons
Megatron's greatest assets are his leadership skills. In getting others to listen to him, he is capable of getting vast amounts of work done in very small amounts of time, leaving him a formidable opponent with an army at his beck and call.
Of course, it helps that he's a walking arsenal, himself.
Boasting his most obvious silhouette-defining weapon, The Fusion Cannon, Megatron can level several city blocks in a matter of minutes. A handy upgraded provided by Swindle allows him to fine-tune the beam control: everything from a tight, narrow beam of intensity, to a broad, expanding heat wave. In close combat he has preference for the energy mace, especially since it hides so neatly behind his left hand to make for easy storage, but he also has extensive combat training with swords and, of course, with fists. His time in Axiom provided him with a few other tiny weapons upgrades courtesy of Kino, but most of those are last-lines of defense--activated only when no other option presents itself. (For the purposes of Kaon, there are small projectile darts built under some parts of his plating that eject non-lethal rounds: acid, or glue.)
Megatron's appearance would suggest a certain sluggishness, especially since he tends to move in a relaxed manner when he's being casual. However, strangely, he's got incredible reaction times, leading to many an angrily thwarted Starscream plot.
He is capable of flight, but does not exercise the capacity much, especially as he is most comfortable in underground settings and feels he's too heavy to ever really get much loft. Still, he enjoys leaving his options open, and refuses to be left out of a skill that other Megatrons possess.
Obviously, in Kaon, I do not mind the loss of his fusion canon. If I can keep some of the darts that would be awesome, though, since I never got a chance to use them in Axiom. x-x If you'd like any other limits on him, though, just let me know!
Rationale
I want Megatron in a Kaon that is achingly familiar, but that he knows is not quite home. I want him back in his element, and yet without his team, without his Soundwave, without any of the little comforts that he'd struggled to earn his first time through the gladiator circuit. It's going to excite him, to have retained his memories of Axiom, and its also going to devastate him, to once again have everything removed from his grasp. This thrills me beyond measure.
Mostly, I'd like him here to take the place that he does in Origins. I want to recruit from unlikely places, forge alliances, create conflicts, and teach a young Megatron new tricks.
Roleplay Samples
1st person
I've had enough of these pranks. [His optics flash, red, illuminating the rest of his face from the darkness.]
The next mech to magnetize a 'kick me sign' onto the garbage drone is going to be scrubbing out Cerberus's kennel for the next five deci-cycles. Seeing as that it has been unable to reach those tunnels due to lateral alignment, I expect the punishment will be more than fitting.
[He sighs, venting out warm air with an audible hiss.]
I've installed a new oil bath, as well, but if anyone besides myself is going to try using it this time, you'd better catch me in a good mood. Asking permission might help your chances, too...and that means speaking with me before I catch you and Thundercracker in it, Skywarp.
Also, please do not bring rubber yellow avians into the bathing chambers. They seem to clog the drain pipes.
Shockwave, this means you.
3rd person
In his memory, so much came down to that moment.
Sentinel towered before him, a deep black silhouette buried in flames. Calm. Collected. Arrogant. Covered in modifications and equipment capable of subduing the mightiest of warriors, the Autobot reminded Megatron of the first mech he'd killed: a giant, gargantuan in frame, mindlessly obeying orders to quell any resistance.
They were the same.
It was difficult for them not to be, both 'guardians' of the corrupt, heralding decisions made by laureates on high. For the prior, it had been Decimus's cost-cuts, leaving thousands without work while gilt-frames siphoned out the excess. For the latter, it was the Council itself, passing down laws that limited the choices of those manufactured into working class.
Always he responded to a challenge with defiance, planting the soles of his treds wide, connecting himself like one immovable being to the core of Cybertron itself...as only one intimately familiar with the underground could. He knew his roots, and they ran deep...in dark mines, in dark alleys, in dark bars where secrets were exchanged for cash or pleasure. Those were a part of Cybertron, too, sheltering the mechs that formed the basis of society...Cybertrons root's. His roots. It all was intertwined, descending down a thousand miles if it stopped at all.
It was all connected. Then, now. That mech, and this one. This world, and this system.
He'd been challenged, and he would pull the righteous down into the filth that they'd created. He'd let them see things from the lowest point of view.
He had that power, now.
Through the events of that day he'd felt only like a bystander, carried through the motions of his destiny made real. There were no choices, only actions, and he'd had to kill to keep himself from being killed. He'd had to kill, and the energon he'd spilled had bought him his life, some of the miner's lives, and those of hundreds of arena warrior's as well.
That was then.
Today, he had options.
With a roar he was on Sentinel, struggling against him as the flames rose higher, challenging not only his own destiny, but the destiny of every mech who'd been denied the honor of existing in this system. It was amusing that he had the disadvantage when it came to height...but few mechs ever could best him in that, and if there was an opponent to face that would be worth the cost of felling it was this one, here.
He'd cut Sentinel down to the right size.
And, in his memory, he did. He'd thrashed against the mountains and he'd gotten them to kneel, tearing his sacred ground right out from under them. In his memory, he remembered well the last great fall, and remembered Sentinel' struggle to rise...
And then, above all, he remembered making his first choice.
His first, real choice.
He could have killed Sentinel in that moment, but he didn't have to. He didn't choose to.
And it was ironic to him, then, that in all of his experiences....the first mech to show another being mercy was him.
Preference for arrival
Oh, do throw him into the Arena. He'll feel right at home. Unless you have a better idea?
Name Saeru
Age 27
AIM or other IM service name notyourgun
E-mail address dragoondusk with gmail
IC Info:
Character name | Character Journal Megatron | Megaton
Continuity Transformers: IDW
Canon source link http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Megatron_%28G1%29#IDW_comics_continuity
Major events
If any events could be considered 'major' in Megatron's life, it would be the events in which great changes were wrought, both to himself and to the future history of Cybertron. In tracing these, the course of the war could be traced, back to its very origin...
...which was, as any great warlord would want, birthed in blood.
Or fluid, that works too.
1. The Massacre at C-12 Mining Outpost
What began as a routine set of layoffs quickly went downhill for Senator Decimus and the miners of C-12. Although 'routine' at the time included dozens of armed body-guards, none could have expected the swiftness with which the miners revolted.
Someone should have.
After cycles of meager wages and increasingly dangerous conditions, the one thing that the workers could not tolerate was loosing their jobs. The economy was failing, costs were rising, and living on the streets was little better than a slow death sentence. They knew this. Megatron knew this. The choice was clear.
As Senator Decimus pronounced the mines closed one of the miners spoke out, protesting loudly and vocally. To the horror of the already distressed crowd, he was attacked and brutally assaulted by Senator Decimus's bodyguard, an Autobot. Stunned beyond the capacity for rational thought, the nearby Megatron sprang to action. Fueled by outrage and indignation despite being unarmed, he singlehandedly took down the guard.
Neither he nor the other security forces had been expecting that.
They retaliated immediately.
Their vengeance was swift. Megatron could only watch, in horror, as they opened fire on the miners in the crowd, ruthlessly gunning down the mechs he had been working with for cycles. He had just time enough to notice the energon stains on his hands, to notice the barrels of the carefully aimed weaponry, to notice exactly the implications of what he had instigated...
...before he, too, was mowed down in the fire, and could consider only stasis in the dark.
2. The Arena.
Volume 54. Slaughter, squared.
There had been countless battles before it. There would be countless more, if he survived. In order to survive, he needed to remove all obstacles.
He was going to kill Clench.
The Arena was built on-site, during irregular hours. There was no underlying pattern, no schedule, no map to follow. Those who had enough credits would know where to be when suddenly it was time, and those who did not, would not. Sometimes Clench would have them at the Arena early, and sometimes they'd be running in just as their names were called. Sometimes they would know what they were fighting, and sometimes they would not. Sometimes the rules were simple, and sometimes they were complex.
Always, they ended in death.
Death was necessary, to achieve the energon prize. It kept the population of Gladiators down, it kept those who won in serviceable shape, and it was sparkling and showy, just the way the vid-crews liked it. Clench's team were experts at being the ones to go home with the energon, by any means necessary. Sometimes it meant going home without one of their members like Betabear, an unfortunate sacrifice.
And sometimes...it meant knowing what sort of sacrifices might have to be made, next.
Clench was a fool.
He gave too much, and received too little in return for it.
If Clench's team...if Megatron's team were to continue claiming victories, then someone else would need to be in charge. It was a...sacrifice.
One that would, in turn, ensure that no unnecessary sacrifices would ever be made, again.
It was Megatron's call this time. He would make sure of that.
3. The burning of Kaon.
The Decepticons were made in chaos. They were made in Kaon, fertile foundations for the seed of chaos, from which only more chaos could grow...
...but there was only so much instability that Megatron could tolerate.
The fall of Kaon had been carefully, painstaking orchestrated. Megatron had made the call for warriors, for Gladiators, for anyone with the courage to stand with him on the battlefield, and they had come. They had come, and they had instantly been incarcerated, trapped within the very system that they stood against, clutched to the spark of darkness at its core.
From that core, they'd ripened. From that core, they'd burst forth.
With their freedoms they took power, seizing the weaponry that the 'Autobot' security had kept in store, arming themselves for the grandest arena of them all, donning the mantles they would come to wear for the parts they were about to play in an infinite battle. He'd hoped it would be long remembered, after they were done.
He'd hoped they'd win.
He'd ordered them to do what they knew best: to sow the seeds of tumult, to rend the same fertile foundations that had grown them, to bring their world to ashes so that they might start anew...
And he'd carefully planned that out, too.
He'd made the decision to destroy.
He'd made the decision to take his destiny, and theirs, into his hands.
He was Megatron.
And today, he would watch chaos itself as it burned.
Canon Pull Point
Megatron will be coming from my previous game, Axiom Nexus. He will be pulled through immediately after the end of that game.
Before Axiom, his previous canon pull point was just after the fall of Kaon: the dawn at the end of Megatron: Origin.
Previous Game Canon (if applicable)
Axiom Nexus is a (canon) multiversal world, a Cybertron without war that occurs at a space/time focal point around which the other canons see-saw. Mechs and humans and beings from any world can, and have been, deposited there...
...but the Cybertron of the 'Transtechs' is used to this, and has a special 'offworld city' with rules and regulations and mounds and mounds of paperwork. They'll send you back to your correct world, eventually.
Unless you're there illegally as a guinea-pig-o-tron, imported by Shockwave, experimented on, watched, and never permitted to return to the point of your origin. Megatron has been waiting two years to go home, and won't be excited that he isn't quite there, yet.
Here is a summary of events that occurred to Megatron (Magnum) during his stay in the Nexus:
-Magnum obtains his first apartment, which he with several Tyran Decepticons.
-He quickly gathers and recruits a small, rag-tag team from different factions and different universes to break into Shockwave's illegal portal facility in Zone 9 (the lower zones of Axiom), where he steals plans to build his own portal.
-Magnum's apartment is burnt down by Tyran Scorponok.
-Magnum moves into a warehouse that he opens to all Decepticons. He has the Tyran Blackout work on building portal pieces for him.
-The Tyran Megatron captures Mikaela Banes, a (circumstantial) friend of Magnum's. Because of this, the Autobots go to the Transtech security forces, who tear down the factory to rescue her and deport many of the Decepticons they find. Mikaela is killed.
-Megatron returns, and moves into an underground lair (The Hollow) he discovered with DW!Starscream. He sets several plans into motion to take revenge on the Autobots.
-Other plans bear fruit, and Megatron has the old 'Decibel' Arena closed down for 'illegal death matches.' This allows him to open up his own Arena: 'The Silver Bullet.' He recruits more cons (including Dirge), makes more friends (including Barricade), and his Soundwave arrives.
-Now having a substantial source of income and a defensible base of operations, Megatron has Blackout resume work on the portal.
-After a deadly fight with Nemesis Prime, Megatron decides to get upgraded to keep up with the 'Megatrons should fly' convention. However, he is terrible at this, and enlists the help of the Tyran Skywarp for lessons.
-Megatron has Sunstreaker capture him a renegade, three headed dog 'Cerberus' from where it was running loose in the underground. This becomes his guard dog and personal pet. Barricade teaches him how to treat it.
-Megatron successfully releases a personality reversing agent onto his enemies...however, this backfires, and several of his Decepticons also end up infected. (The 'Shattered Glass' event.)
-Megatron is killed by Nemesis Prime, and is interred with Shockwave for six months
-He returns to find everything changed. The Animated Starscream has been running his Decepticons, and many of his previous mechs have since been deported. He recruits DW!Shockwave to continue his portal work, and Wing to continue his flight lessons.
-Megatron makes an uneasy alliance with several mechs in order to take down Nemesis Prime.
-Wing teaches Megatron more than he wants to know about 'mercy.' The Nexus otherwise teaches him plenty about anger, as his portal plans are stolen and he realizes Shockwave has been controlling everything from behind the scenes.
-Magnum attends the masquerade ball. Hijinks involving first Wing, and then Optimus Prime ensue.
-Magnum's wish is 'granted' by Shockwave, and after a year of sucking at it, Magnum is finally able to improve at flight.
-Megatron begins plans to move his base of operations to the dilapidated Zone 7, where he has been slowly buying up and renovating buildings. His intention is to begin his own sub-city, to make a place where he controls the comings and goings, where Shockwave cannot touch him and where his mechs and his arena workers can live.
-These plans inevitably fail as Shockwave is suddenly captured, and the Primes and Megatron's he'd been harboring are marked for Deportation. Megatron bans with his friends and allies to fight back, riddling the Hollow with explosives, waiting for the Transtech Security Forces to attack, with the slim hope of a back tunnel to escape down before blowing the whole thing.
-The success of this remains to be determined, as Megatron wakes to find himself in Kaon.
Personality
For all that he's accomplished, Megatron is still new to the idea of 'the Decepticons.' The millions of stellar cycles of war that make him famous have not yet occurred, and his experiences as a leader are still few.
Despite this, he already has everything that he needs to lead: He is confident, fearless, skilled, charismatic, and intelligent. He is capable of making far-reaching plans and plotting set-ups that benefit him long after they were seeded. He can accurately judge the character of most mechs, and can quickly learn the buttons that he needs to press to use them as his pawns.
His cause is also something he irrevocably believes in: In creating a Cybertron where the strong, the smart, the swift, and the powerful are at the forefront. This doesn't necessarily have to exclude anyone, however--he does believe in giving an even playing ground to start with, and then letting the best of the best claw their way up to the top.
There are a number of things Megatron is still warring about internally, however. He will sacrifice nearly anything if he thinks it will get him nearer to his goals, but he's not yet hardened enough to sacrifice everything. Though he's fast to anger and faster to take action, the opportunities lost to him due to his brashness have given him pause to think. Also, while he hates being blamed for his future mistakes, a large part of him is still impressed by how far reaching his war became, and wants to reach that very greatness which he's later known for. He's still in the habit of recruiting, and still very much used to the hard and brutish ways of the Arena, but he's trying to consider that there could be more to his future than destruction.
All in all, Megatron is a young warlord still experiencing a great deal of inner turmoil, and is unpredictable at best.
Thankfully, he's also intelligent and resourceful, and keeps most of his problems to himself so he can focus on the bigger picture: He's going to get his war back on track, even if he now has to lose everything in the process.
Powers/abilities/weapons
Megatron's greatest assets are his leadership skills. In getting others to listen to him, he is capable of getting vast amounts of work done in very small amounts of time, leaving him a formidable opponent with an army at his beck and call.
Of course, it helps that he's a walking arsenal, himself.
Boasting his most obvious silhouette-defining weapon, The Fusion Cannon, Megatron can level several city blocks in a matter of minutes. A handy upgraded provided by Swindle allows him to fine-tune the beam control: everything from a tight, narrow beam of intensity, to a broad, expanding heat wave. In close combat he has preference for the energy mace, especially since it hides so neatly behind his left hand to make for easy storage, but he also has extensive combat training with swords and, of course, with fists. His time in Axiom provided him with a few other tiny weapons upgrades courtesy of Kino, but most of those are last-lines of defense--activated only when no other option presents itself. (For the purposes of Kaon, there are small projectile darts built under some parts of his plating that eject non-lethal rounds: acid, or glue.)
Megatron's appearance would suggest a certain sluggishness, especially since he tends to move in a relaxed manner when he's being casual. However, strangely, he's got incredible reaction times, leading to many an angrily thwarted Starscream plot.
He is capable of flight, but does not exercise the capacity much, especially as he is most comfortable in underground settings and feels he's too heavy to ever really get much loft. Still, he enjoys leaving his options open, and refuses to be left out of a skill that other Megatrons possess.
Obviously, in Kaon, I do not mind the loss of his fusion canon. If I can keep some of the darts that would be awesome, though, since I never got a chance to use them in Axiom. x-x If you'd like any other limits on him, though, just let me know!
Rationale
I want Megatron in a Kaon that is achingly familiar, but that he knows is not quite home. I want him back in his element, and yet without his team, without his Soundwave, without any of the little comforts that he'd struggled to earn his first time through the gladiator circuit. It's going to excite him, to have retained his memories of Axiom, and its also going to devastate him, to once again have everything removed from his grasp. This thrills me beyond measure.
Mostly, I'd like him here to take the place that he does in Origins. I want to recruit from unlikely places, forge alliances, create conflicts, and teach a young Megatron new tricks.
Roleplay Samples
1st person
I've had enough of these pranks. [His optics flash, red, illuminating the rest of his face from the darkness.]
The next mech to magnetize a 'kick me sign' onto the garbage drone is going to be scrubbing out Cerberus's kennel for the next five deci-cycles. Seeing as that it has been unable to reach those tunnels due to lateral alignment, I expect the punishment will be more than fitting.
[He sighs, venting out warm air with an audible hiss.]
I've installed a new oil bath, as well, but if anyone besides myself is going to try using it this time, you'd better catch me in a good mood. Asking permission might help your chances, too...and that means speaking with me before I catch you and Thundercracker in it, Skywarp.
Also, please do not bring rubber yellow avians into the bathing chambers. They seem to clog the drain pipes.
Shockwave, this means you.
3rd person
In his memory, so much came down to that moment.
Sentinel towered before him, a deep black silhouette buried in flames. Calm. Collected. Arrogant. Covered in modifications and equipment capable of subduing the mightiest of warriors, the Autobot reminded Megatron of the first mech he'd killed: a giant, gargantuan in frame, mindlessly obeying orders to quell any resistance.
They were the same.
It was difficult for them not to be, both 'guardians' of the corrupt, heralding decisions made by laureates on high. For the prior, it had been Decimus's cost-cuts, leaving thousands without work while gilt-frames siphoned out the excess. For the latter, it was the Council itself, passing down laws that limited the choices of those manufactured into working class.
Always he responded to a challenge with defiance, planting the soles of his treds wide, connecting himself like one immovable being to the core of Cybertron itself...as only one intimately familiar with the underground could. He knew his roots, and they ran deep...in dark mines, in dark alleys, in dark bars where secrets were exchanged for cash or pleasure. Those were a part of Cybertron, too, sheltering the mechs that formed the basis of society...Cybertrons root's. His roots. It all was intertwined, descending down a thousand miles if it stopped at all.
It was all connected. Then, now. That mech, and this one. This world, and this system.
He'd been challenged, and he would pull the righteous down into the filth that they'd created. He'd let them see things from the lowest point of view.
He had that power, now.
Through the events of that day he'd felt only like a bystander, carried through the motions of his destiny made real. There were no choices, only actions, and he'd had to kill to keep himself from being killed. He'd had to kill, and the energon he'd spilled had bought him his life, some of the miner's lives, and those of hundreds of arena warrior's as well.
That was then.
Today, he had options.
With a roar he was on Sentinel, struggling against him as the flames rose higher, challenging not only his own destiny, but the destiny of every mech who'd been denied the honor of existing in this system. It was amusing that he had the disadvantage when it came to height...but few mechs ever could best him in that, and if there was an opponent to face that would be worth the cost of felling it was this one, here.
He'd cut Sentinel down to the right size.
And, in his memory, he did. He'd thrashed against the mountains and he'd gotten them to kneel, tearing his sacred ground right out from under them. In his memory, he remembered well the last great fall, and remembered Sentinel' struggle to rise...
And then, above all, he remembered making his first choice.
His first, real choice.
He could have killed Sentinel in that moment, but he didn't have to. He didn't choose to.
And it was ironic to him, then, that in all of his experiences....the first mech to show another being mercy was him.
Preference for arrival
Oh, do throw him into the Arena. He'll feel right at home. Unless you have a better idea?