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mmmm something funky happened when i exported this n butchered the shading/lighting but i dont live the life where i am to change that so w/e.

Bio:

Name: Parallax

Gender: Femm

Age: 26(cybertronian standereds)

Faction: Autobutt

weapons: Arm-Phasers, heavy plasma gun.

personality: impudent, reckless, uncontrollable, flippiant blood knight, hyperactive, and a tad bit of a maniac.

History: Parallax slithered out of the well of allsparks not too long before the war started. She worked the night shift at a tortuously boring job. Depressed, bored and altogether indifferent it was a blessing when the placed got finally bombed. Parallax started bumming around the shadier parts of Polyhex. She started getting into trouble, going to back corner bars and clubs, getting into fights, but she was having fun. Parallax sought out action, doing anything and everything to get the boredom from setting in again, and by that time the war really started to kick it in.
Parallax hopped onto the autobot bandwagon, not because she believed in their ideals, she just had nothing better to do. She soared through training, getting drafted into a strike team almost immediately. When she got into into her first real fight she loved it. She’d draw out battles for the fun of it, go for the tougher opponent. Parallax'd sneak out for more battles, and disobey direct orders, and make life hell for her superiors. the only reason she wasn’t discharged was because she was so damn useful.
Eventually she was captured, held prisoner with a bunch of other autobots, most of them dead, until the evacuation of cybertron and they sprung free until they crashed their shiny metal asses on an old outpost.
cheesy ass history ugh srry.

Parallax me

Description
mmmm something funky happened when i exported this n butchered the shading/lighting but i dont live the life where i am to change that so w/e.

Bio:

Name: Parallax

Gender: Femm

Age: 26(cybertronian standereds)

Faction: Autobutt

weapons: Arm-Phasers, heavy plasma gun.

personality: impudent, reckless, uncontrollable, flippiant blood knight, hyperactive, and a tad bit of a maniac.

History: Parallax slithered out of the well of allsparks not too long before the war started. She worked the night shift at a tortuously boring job. Depressed, bored and altogether indifferent it was a blessing when the placed got finally bombed. Parallax started bumming around the shadier parts of Polyhex. She started getting into trouble, going to back corner bars and clubs, getting into fights, but she was having fun. Parallax sought out action, doing anything and everything to get the boredom from setting in again, and by that time the war really started to kick it in.
Parallax hopped onto the autobot bandwagon, not because she believed in their ideals, she just had nothing better to do. She soared through training, getting drafted into a strike team almost immediately. When she got into into her first real fight she loved it. She’d draw out battles for the fun of it, go for the tougher opponent. Parallax'd sneak out for more battles, and disobey direct orders, and make life hell for her superiors. the only reason she wasn’t discharged was because she was so damn useful.
Eventually she was captured, held prisoner with a bunch of other autobots, most of them dead, until the evacuation of cybertron and they sprung free until they crashed their shiny metal asses on an old outpost.
cheesy ass history ugh srry.

Parallax me