Ink City App

Mun Name:   I-it’s Dirge actually. ;;; Yes, my nickname is the char I’m apping.  Lame, I know.
Journal:  It’s the one I’m posting with.
Contact Info:  My AIM is SixthClone
Other Characters: N/A

Name:  Dirge
From:  Transformers Animated
Appearance:  http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Image:Animateddirgeboxart.jpg  Dirge has the exact same body as Starscream- the only difference is his hideous teal and black paint job.
Age:   Techincally, since he’s a clone, his real age is somewhere around 1-3 years.  But Dirge has an adult body and, while lacking in experience, his mind is fully equipped with adult concepts as well.
Gender:  Not really gendered since he’s a robot, but he uses a male pronoun so… Male?
Personality: Dirge is the personification of Starscream’s greed.  He’s driven to forever seek out things to possesses- whether they be tangible or not-  and doomed to never be satisfied by any of it.  He’s incredibly passionate in his desire as well as impatient and prone to brash behavior.  He has even less of a moral code then the average decepticon because of his intensely selfish personality trait.  Worse than that, he lacks most of the common beliefs that a Transformer would learn over their lifetime from society.  Dirge has a fully functional adult body and a processor programmed with the essentials- but he’s only been /alive/ around 3 years.  That amount in transformer years is barely an eyeblink.    He does have Starscream’s memories, but he doesn’t always understand them or even really know which ones to flag as important to pay attention to.  Because he has not been in the company of others of his species for very long Dirge is often interested in doing things that are viewed as improper or even disgusting by other Cybertronians. 

 Being a clone with one dominating personality trait is difficult. In order to function, Dirge often has to rework things into his own twisted logic- changing anything that implies giving into taking.  An example would be that he would refuse to become anyone’s student  (therefore belonging to them), but he would agree to have someone as his teacher (possessing them instead).

Backstory:  Dirge isn’t old enough to have much of a backstory.  He is a clone that was created by Swindle along with his brother Thrust.  The official way he managed to do this is a little sparse, so I’ve filled it in with head canon that makes sense.  Starscream was keeping two protoforms and two slivers from his all-spark fragment set aside on his moonbase for activating later.  When he died, Swindle, being the little looter that he is, found the base and took the stuff, enabling him to create the two clones.  Dirge has been working on Swindle’s ship as one of his body guards since his creation. 
Moral Standing:  Most would call him evil- probably because he is pretty much unable to think of anyone else but himself.  It’s not his fault, but it certainly doesn’t make him easy to be friends with. 
Dreams:  Dirge literally wants /everything/.  His greed compels him to try and amass as many possessions as possible.  Probably his most important goal is the desire for satisfaction.  It frustrates him to no end that he can never get enough, when others are able to be happy with what they have.  Dirge also wants to be complete- since he only has a single personality fragment, he longs to be whole like his template, Starscream.  He believes that will render him not only able to experience satisfaction, but also able to function in society easier.

Fears:  Dirge fears losing things.  Worst of all, losing /everything/.  His self worth is pretty much based on what he has acquired. 
Extra:  Since Dirge is powered by an all-spark fragment he technically cannot die.  If he is knocked offline, the fragment will revive him and repair the damage.  Depending on the severity of the injuries, it can take a few days.  I’m not sure how we want to handle that…
Character Location:  Dirge is just going to be sharing Swindle’s ship.
Samples:  http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Dirge_%28Animated%29
Writing Sample:  Dirge was used to being punished if he’d done something wrong.  Working for Magnum had made it very clear to him that if he intended to behave badly, he better devise a way not to get caught.  Sometimes, the punishment was even worth it, if the pay off was large enough.  But none of that applied here.  He was being punished for no reason- or at least, not a reason that he could discern- and that made him angry.  Taking his freedom when he had not done anything to warrant it was not acceptable. 

The jet groaned and squirmed, trying to achieve a position that relieved the pressure on his wings.  The endeavor was futile as the cuffs only rubbed worse whenever he moved.  He wanted to fly.  He wanted to go check on his hoard.  Most of all, he wanted to eat something.  Anything.  The small cube they handed him through the bars twice a day only made his tanks ache for more.  He’d tried everything he could think of on his guards- threatening, pleading, seduction…  Nothing worked.  And so the only thing that was consumed remained his processor by thoughts of food.   

The worst part really was that he couldn’t do anything about his situation.  No matter how much rage or misery the loss of his freedom inspired, he could not take it back.  And that rankled.  It wormed its way around his chamber and made his shard grow unpleasantly warm.  If he could not find a way out, he feared he might go mad from being unable to fulfill what his very core told him he must.  Reclaim lost possessions.  Amass more possessions.  Consume.   The best Dirge could do was try to console himself with small things.  He was still gaining time…recharge…experiences… but it wasn’t enough.  Gritting his dentals, the clone turned on his communicator and set it to the appropriate channel to record a message.  Magnum would get him out of this.  And then he’d go find an entire restaurant to eat.