TF oc: Tracklift (old)

Designation: Tracklift

Faction: neutral 

Alt: 1996 Polaris Indy 440

Gender: mech 

Sexuality: straight 

Age: 25 (human terms)

Function: civilian

Weapons: 

-standard blaster 

-arm blades/daggers

-modified plasma cannon 

Quotes: "ehhhh, nope!" "What...no really, what? I spaced out." "I know I'm short! Ya' don't have to rub it in..!" "Dammit."

Personality: Still being a rather young mental age, Tracklift has a rather energetic and  dare-devilish like attitude..though despite boasting about his capabilities at times, he often whimps out when faced with actually doing whatever it may be. Usually keeping a smile on his face, the mech is relatively  happy of personality..despite getting a bit cocky at times, he also tends to get stubborn or protective over the stupidest things. Overall, the mech is usually not to annoying to be around, but at rare times he can tend to get rather depressed..refusing to admit of the mild glitch in his processor something similar to being 'bipolar'.. But it usually doesn't last long, merely causing him to isolate himself in his altmode a few hours at the most.Despite everything, tracklift holds his own morals high, and  will try his hardest to protect those he holds close..even if he is sometimes a bit to small to make much of a difference. 

 

History: Raised on velocitron not far from Alpha city with his sister, throttleback, the two never really fit in. Their father being that of cybertronian descent, the two were only half velocitronian, showing a bit of differences from everyone else..though it wasn't much. Despite their heritage, it never hindered Tracklift's love to race..always taking any chance he could get to go out and practice, though it had always been a bit harder due to their rather odd 3-wheeled alternate modes. His father having had gone back to cybertron, he tried to persuade them and their mother to come with, but none of them wanted to leave..especially with the rumor of war looming on the planet, tracklift  was confused to why they would want to leave their home..but their father thought otherwise, giving up as he left..never coming back, his ship having had been destroyed long before he reached his destination. Grief stricken, things slowly went back to normal..Tracklift and Throttleback's mother returning to her job in maintenance for the city, leaving the two at home during the night as she couldn't afford anyone to watch them..The place they lived being that in a lower class society, often needing to stay indoors at night in risk of being killed or taken. Believing things would be fine again, the small family kept optimistic..trying to make the best at life as they thought the worst was over..but they were wrong..later finding that one night their mother never returned home, having had been jumped as the crime rate had been rising., more and more bots deciding to move into the cities, even the smaller ones. Not knowing what to do, Tracklift and his sister tried to make it on their own..but couldn't, never having had anyone to really teach them, they were lost..that was until getting the offer to go along on an expedition to earth with an old friend of their parents. Having no one else to turn to, and nothing left to lose, the two agreed..eventually finding themselves nearly approaching the alien planet..only for the old ship to malfunction upon landing, sending them far off course, and leaving the pilot offlined. Finding themselves now stranded, The two tried to make the best of it..attempting to repair the communications of the ship, but with no avail..the isolation of the area, locally called 'Alaska' , seeming to harsh to make the repairs. Overtime, the two adapted to their surrounds making the cold more to their advantage as their systems slowly took it more naturally over time. As the years went on, Tracklift and Throttleback had become more and more accepting of their new home, as staying hidden was easy..the isolation both hindering and  helping them, as there was no communications..something that came to the disadvantage when an avalanche had caught them off guard, taking both him and Throttleback. Unknown if his sister was still online or not, Tracklift became desperate to get out from under the snow..managing to get himself unstuck easier due to his small stature, though it had damaged his systems at an internal level slightly, but he paid no attention..Searching for Throttleback but with no luck, unable to face the truth she was really gone... Wanting nothing more to do with the place, Tracklift left..going as far as his engines would take him..and proceeding to walk as he had met the end of the snow, the accident having had hindered his ability to scan alt modes anymore..as he was now stuck as a snowmobile, hindering him from many things..not knowing what to believe in anymore. 

Dislikes/weaknesses:

-heat

-being that he is stuck with the alt mode as a snowmobile, he is greatly hindered when it comes to getting around..when he is out of areas consisting of snow, though he has been able to modify a pair of wheels able to attach to his skis..so he can at least get around somewhat on roads when alone  without just walking.

-being alone

-has an oddly small build for a mech, being rather light as well

-still bad at fighting

-has the slight glitch causing him to be a bit 'bipolar' though it doesn't last long, he usually just waits it out in his altmode

-being lied to, it just makes him lose trust in everything for some reason 

-needs to be in colder climates or his systems don't work right after a while 

Likes:

-speed/driving

-trying to pull off stunts (though he usually fails at them) 

-his sparkmate 

-loud music

-being able to make someone laugh 

He's  such a short little mech lol |D
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