Name: Dirge Mechanic's name: Celia Owner: None Frame type: Humaniframe Core type: Custom Core Stats: Armor 5 Strength 4 Firepower 10 Melee: 8 Speed 5 Special 10 Shield 5 Processing: 6 Intelligence 3 Sentience 10 Special description: Self Evolution. Dirge is of a very special design. His body modifies its self over time. When placed at a disadvantage Dirge's body will create an adaptation to even the playing field. If a weak point is struck, his armor will be reinforced, if he is overpowered his strength will increase, in harsh environments he will adapt. Dirge is constantly adding and discarding changes, as his body grows closer to perfection. Unfortunately his body must before evolving, revert back to its original state, so once he adapts to a new situation he loses his previous adaptation. Flaws: Childlike: Dirge posesses a high level of sentience, in fact unheard of, however he was built with no implanted knowledge of personality, so much of the world is very new to him. He is easilly overcome by emotions and can even throw violent tantrums. With his immense firepower this actually makes him quite dangerous to friend and foe alike. he also may break down into sorrow, or simply be unable to understand complex situations, and as such will follow his heart sooner than his head. Value: 2 Unwieldy Weapon: Dirge's D buster has immense power but there is a major drawback. it requires charge time of a solid ten seconds to fire and has no uncharged shot. Dirge must stay on the defensive and can not use his D. Scythe during this time. Additionally the D buster is very large and heavy. Dirge actually has to support it with his free hand to fire it, and the kicbkack will send him flying backward. Value: 2 Weak point: Dirge is powered by a very rare power core that utilizes alien energy. The substance is so rare and powerful that it can't be purchased legaly. This makes repairs very expensive for Dirge if his power core should be breached. This wouldn't normally be a problem except that Dirge's core case has a gap in it. A trick shot benethhis right arm just above his chestplate's arm opening and below his shoulder joint could reach it causing him to instantly explode. An instant victory for his oponent and a very expensive repair process for Dirge is the result. Value: 3 Damned old man: Dirge has been known to hold conversations with someone he calls "old man". Likely a figment of Dirge's imagination, or a result of errors in his programming. Since no one can see or hear this old man it leads others to believe Dirge is malfunctioning. Value: 1 Weapons: D. Buster A large extremely powerful non elemental buster gun that fires large beams that explode on impact. D. Scythe A scythe with an electromagnetic blade that slices through metal with ease. Unlike a metal scythe the beam blade of the D. Scythe can cut from any angle. Elec type. Physical description of robot Hight: 5'2" Eye color: Blue. Black under body with gray chestplate, feet, and hands. Purple stripes run across bits of his body and on the sides of his face. Has long black hair that portrudes from under his helmet. Helmet has a black visor over his eyes. A mouthepiece closes over his face during battle. Helmet can be completely removed. Physical description of mechanic Hight: 5' Eye color: Green Hair color: Blond Celia is a human with deathly pale skin. She has a petit almost anorexic body. Normally wears a pair of overalls and a tool belt. Physical description of owner: Dirge has no known owner. Bio of robot Dirge's first memory is of two childlike robots and a kindly old man looking upon him. The earliest words he can recall. "Don't be fooled by his appearance. I believe this robot is learning at an exponential rate." Those memories now seem fuzzy and unattached. Dirge's real life began in a scrap heap. He doesn't know when or how he ended up there but his body was badly damaged. A girl named Celia was looking over him, and repairing his broken body by hand with only primitive tools. She was doing quite a good job for what she had at hand. "My name is Celia. And you are?" She said, introducing herself as if Dirge were any normal human being. "I am....Dirge" he responded dumbfounded. In the coming days Dirge would continue to be repaired by Celia until he was able to walk and explore the robot shanty town that had grown up in the shadows of the scrapyard. Each robot there owed their thanks to Celia. From old model housekeepers, to worn out construction robots. They'd been used up, thrown away, and given a second chance thanks to Celia's mechanical skills. "Dirge.....Is it okay to like robots more than people?" Celia would say to Dirge one day. "Robots are suposed to make people happy. But when our job is finnished we are thrown away." Dirge answered. "Then what do you want to do?" Celia asked. "I want to find who threw me away." Dirge replied. "And then what?" Celia's question was never answered, but Dirge clenched his fist in anger, anger like a robot by all reason could not, SHOULD not hold. But Dirge was no ordinary robot. Did the three laws even bind him? If he met the one who discarded him, what would he do? Dirge over the next few weeks began to learn more about his abillities. Celia was amazed at the rate at which he learned, and at the same time disturbed at the level of power he posessed. With him she had found incredibly destructive weapons, and dirge's proficiency with these weapons only proved that he was no ordinary robot. He was a weapon. Why she wondered would a weapon be so, human? Why should a weapon be given a heart? Was this the reason Dirge was discarded? After a month with Celia Dirge set out from the shanty town searching for answers. Celia objected but ultimately decided that if Dirge wouldn't stay, she would follow. She was fascinated by that unusual robot. She felt she had to be with him. Bio of mechanic: Celia is her name. No known surname, no known relatives, no known aquaintances. A teenage girl who lives by the scrapyard, fixing broken robots. Celia even as a child has lived this life, never having known her parents, but always posessing an unusual tallent for robotics. Though some have offered to adopt Celia she has chosen to remain with her robots. As she fixed robots, those robots in turn took care of her. She'd always considered her robots to be friends and familly, and better caretakers than any human could be. Why did this girl grow up distrusting her own kind so much, choosing to be with robots instead? One day this life would change for her, when she found a robot who was all too human.