Forgot about this guy, drew him a few months ago x/
Alt: cybertronian jet (cannot fly anymore)
-mace-like substance for self defense
Personality: before the war, the mech was rather serious. Having to be, as his job as a lawyer somewhat demanded it. Though he wasn't cold, often just looking for someone to spend time with. After his time spent in capture, his wing having had been ripped off leaving him grounded for the most part, his mentality changed. He can at times be rather self pitied and naïve, but he doesn't exactly realize it until it's to late. Despite his downsides, he means well, and in all sense just doesn't want to be alone anymore..as even though he has been for so long, he still wishes he didn't have to be alone. All though he is not perfect, centerline still tries his hardest to keep an open mind and learn all he can from whoever is willing to teach him..his persuasion skills coming to good use as at times it's all he has to keep him alive.
History:Centerline had been put into foster care at a young age due to his mother not having the means of taking care of him after his father was killed in an assassination. The mech never had a true sense of home for this reason and despite he was thankful he wasn't on the streets, he wanted to leave. Upon growing older, the mech finally managed to make something of his life..becoming a lawyer as it seemed to be the only thing he was good at. The mech had tried to tune out the beginnings of war, his life was good..why would he want to leave that..? But his naïve mindset had caused his downfall. Having had taken the public transit home one night, he had fallen victim as the tram had been attacked..the civilian survivors taken prisoner to the newly formed decepticon cause, as they were in need of supporters. Knocked unconscious, centerline hadn't realized what was going on..that was until he woke up damaged and chained in the stockades of one of the recruitment ships. Not used to being in the fighting at all, the mech new he wanted to escape..he wanted to get away from this madness, not caring about the war. That was until he realized, there was no home to go back to..and he was in the same predicament as all the others chained or beaten into submission to fight. Enraged, and somewhat blinded by this hate, the mech tried to persuade one of the guards that he would be loyal, and didn't want anything to do with the autobots. The guard, not exactly the smartest, had fallen to his trick..though his previous job as a lawyer had helped his persuasion skills quite a bit. Upon being freed, centerline had made the mistake of trying to escape the ship and only to try and free the others on board..which was his downfall. The mech having no skills in fighting, and common sense blinded by his own self pity of life as he knew it being over, he had tried to fight the guards that came running..only to leave him with a wing snapped off and thrown back into the cell.
Being no use now, the mech had screwed it up for himself. Sitting alone to die as he watched the others occasionally come and go, some returning from the fight while others met their fate. Believing it was over, the mech was wrong once again as the ship had eventually been hijacked by a rogue. The other having nothing to do with the prisoners on board as he simply stole the ship to escape. Eventually being freed along with the others, centerline managed to finally get off from the ship, only to be completely lost. He had no idea where he was, or even if the war was over. He had spent years locked up, broken. Disoriented at first, the mech soon grew to get used to the small neutral colony on the planet he had ended up on. Not knowing much about anything, centerline found it a struggle just to survive..eventually landing a job fixing ships at the small refueling station that was in the area..the owner feeling pity on the flightless mech and showing him what he knew. Though it took a while for him to learn, he eventually got the hang of it..eventually saving enough to buy a small ship of his own, though he stayed on the planet as it gave him a sense of belonging. Some years later, the owner of the small shop had gotten into a bit of trouble with the black market, officials back on cybertron having had found out stolen parts located at the shop..leading to his arrest. Completely at a loss, all centerline could think to do was run..as they were after him now as well, despite he had no idea what was going on.
Alone again, he had managed to escape..just him and his ship as he tried to find another purpose, though more-so spends his days going to and from where he can refuel under the radar, running from something he didn't do..and from a life he never thought he'd be forced to live.