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☠ Ｓｈａｔｔｅｒ ☠

☠ Ｉｄｅｎｔｉｆｉｃａｔｉｏｎ;

Name: Shatter
Gender: Mech
Age: Ninteen - Human Terms
Origin: Unknown, Cybertron
Class: Warrior
Position: None
Alt Mode: Human

☠ Ｎａｍｅ;
My name is Shatter. It is the name Nix gave me when I awoke with no recollection of who I previously was. I only found out later of my previous name which was Symmetry, the ironic opposite to my twin Anarchy. Nix will often time refer to me as Shaz. She and Accelerate are the only ones with permission to do this.
☠ Ａｇｅ;
In the terms humans would use I would be approximately Nineteen years old. I am often beyond my age however and draw wisdom from past experiences I do not remember.
☠ Ｆｒａｃｔｉｏｎ;
This may confuse your tiny mind but I am a Decepticon. The Decepticon fraction believes there is no hope for peace until every one of either side has joined the well of AllSparks, we don't believe in mercy or tending to the weak. However Nix saved my life and gave me a purpose so I will protect her and everything she loves until the day my spark fades.
☠ Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ;
I am most often in my alternate mode for camouflage purposes. I am fairly tall and stand at around 6'2ft. People at first glance would class me as oriental because of my slightly slanted eyes however no one would be able to pinpoint exactly where I would have been from. My hair is jet black and quite thick, often sticking up in spikes. My body is muscular and athletic and I have a Decepticon tattoo the left side of my chest. I will often wear a black T-Shirt with random dark purple and red designs. I will wear black cargo pants and black and white sneakers. My natural mode is purple, red, black, silver and gold, in this form my feet become wheels enabling me to move faster over terrain.

☠ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ;
First and foremost. Only by necessity do I interact with anyone other than Nix, I have minimal interest in the human race until Nix is concerned. I dislike people being friendly or attempting to make small talk with me so unless something important is said, don't expect me to reply or even acknowledge you. I don't tolerate any overstepping of boundaries from anyone and I will not hesitate to resort to violence to get my point across. People see me as hair-trigger aggressive however all my actions are thought out well before I do them though these thoughts take only a moment. The world to me is similar to the human game of chess. Nix is my queen and I am her loyal knight. I rank people around us according to their skill and level of threat as well as their importance to Nix. The more important they are to her the more important it is to keep them alive those who are a threat are dealt with swiftly and without hesitation. Any threat made toward my queen will result in immediate termination however Nix has always been too soft hearted so often she will opt to save these people. I will of course obey her though I do not see how she would see any good in those people. If you have not already discovered, Nix is my purpose. She gave me a reason to live when I previously had none and therefore I will follow her until my spark goes to join the countless others in death, to keep her safe and to fight for what she holds dear. At first she was not happy about this idea of me by her side, she seemed to have some notion that I should go and 'live my life', she still doesn't realize that my life is hers. Eventually she made me swear an oath to her that should anything make me happier than being by her side that I should follow it immediately and I am ashamed to say that once in my life I left her side. She had the kindness to allow me back when I realized how wrong I was. I am highly logical and have little interest in ideas that do not match reality, all calculations I make on others rely on logic and the most tactical and well thought out choice. I am also highly perceptive and shrewd, I never miss anything that goes on around me because it is logical that the best way to protect Nix is to know what is going on at all times. However I prefer to keep my thoughts entirely to myself unless it is necessary for someone else to know. To most people, I am seen as some sort of monster, someone who cares little for anyone however I am capable of a great deal of compassion for the right person and occasionally I am subject to my emotions though I consider this a great weakness.
Medic Evaluation: Due to the traumatic experience of Shatter's first memory which is being betrayed by the Decepticons and left for dead, he developed a glitch that the crash has made permanent. There is no way to fix this glitch as it's buried too deeply in his neural network and any attempt to adjust this would cause more serious damage. The glitch can be most closely compared to the human mental illness' of some OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) symptoms but mainly PTS (Post Traumatic Stress). These two disorders cause Shatter to have a constant anxiety and possessiveness over a certain thing (that for him defaulting to Nix as the first person he saw after the crash) that can be attributed to OCD in his compulsion to protect her from danger. Shatter has a heightened awareness of his surroundings and a constant feeling of being threatened as well as a sort of emotional numbness which he finds a need to control. This often manifests in anger and impulsive aggression to whom he perceives to be a threat. These are symptoms of PTS although these two disorders can be treated in humans, the same cannot be said for Shatter. It was decided by both Jinx and Radon Prime that neither Nix or Shatter should be informed of this.
☠ Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ;
I do not remember my past. I have only knowledge without a source and a few disjointed memories of who I used to be. I remember I was a Decepticon, fighting an Autobot in order to prove myself to someone I once knew as master though I could never recall a name. When I lost this fight the Decepticons cast me out in a small escape pod though before I could get away they shot the pod causing it to veer of course and become trapped in the earths atmosphere where I crashed. I woke up to see Nix sitting by my side and doing her best to fix me though my body was all but crushed. She saw the mark on my chest and I could see she understood what it meant but my fraction seemed not to worry her. She sat with me for the next few days, just talking as I drifted in and out of consciousness. It was the lowest point of my life, I had no purpose, no reason to live. Nix's story gave me something to loose myself in, it made me envious of what she had, the life and happiness I could still see in her despite what had happened, it made me feel hollow and empty but I still latched onto every word she said as if each one was breathing life into me. Finally the Autobot medic showed up and at Nix's stubborn demand, he fixed me even though my body was so badly damaged. He gave me a new human alternate mode then Nix gave me a new name. Shatter. It was then I knew Nix could be my purpose in life, to help her and fight for her cause. I'd become addicted to the life and optimism she held and seemed to unknowingly infuse those around her with these feelings. However when I told her this she didn't seem happy with the idea, she kept saying she couldn't allow that because it wasn't me living my own life. I was furious and as I walked away I began to feel more and more hollow with every step. I tried to integrate myself into the human community though I had little desire to, humans seemed to superficial, weak and cowardly but Nix seemed different. And however much I tried to forget about her I found I couldn't do so, the hole within myself seemed deeper than the abyss. That was when I heard her again. One shrill scream and that was it, but I knew it was her. I pinpointed her immediately and found her having been dragged into the bushes of a nearby park by a bunch of drunk men, I saw what they were about to try and do. I had never felt that amount of fury in my life and if Nix hadn't called my name rather sharply I am not ashamed to say the men would be very dead. After that Nix and I made a pact. I would be free to follow her and live under her command at the price that should I ever find something that made me happier than being by her side I was to follow it immediately without a second thought. I finally felt whole again with a purpose and something to live for. Being near her now keeps me complete and keeps me sane. I wen't travelling with her and her team for quite some time until a battle was waged over the shard of the AllSpark Nix possessed. It was there that I replayed the debt I owe her on my life. We were in battle and I saw a Decepticon spear heading straight for her. Surprisingly it was very easy to calculate all the possibilities even in those split seconds, there was no option but to step in the path of the spear. As a result it went straight through my throat and had the medic not been on hand at that very moment I would have died. He wasn't however able to save my entire voice box so while I can still speak, not only is it physically painful but my voice also sounds like a damaged mix between a voice and mechanical scratching. Therefore I learned the human Sign language so I could communicate without the use of my voice. It was sometime even after that, after Nix's family died when we became closer than we ever were (I shall not go into detail), that I discovered who I used to be. I had long since abandoned any notion of finding out who I was, it was not important nor was it logical to find out. This changed however when we met Anarchy, his alternate mode a human, like mine, he revealed himself to be my twin brother and telling me my old name was Symmetry, the ironic opposite to his name. He offered me a chance to learn who I was and take up a place with the Decepticons once more. For the first time in my life I allowed my own judgment to be clouded and I left Nix alone without a word. It was only when I was parted from her did I realize the empty space I'd forgotten about had come back. I tried to distract myself, hoping the past I learned from my brother would be enough but it wasn't. In battle the next time we met, the Decepticons almost were victorious, I saw one of them going for Nix and I couldn't allow her to be hurt. I saved her again that day and in return she allowed me back by her side. The act of leaving still shames me to this day however she seems to have forgiven me long ago. I now travel with her, protecting her and never leaving her side.

☠ Ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ ;
My main weapons would be two single barrel guns, similar in shape and size to an Earth handgun but with far more power and accuracy. It is built for close range combat as I act as the distraction while Nix plays the sniper. They can be flicked out from my arms when in my alternate mode though I must be cautious not to allow any human to see it's transferal. I also have two longer range guns however I only use them when absolutely necessary, the bullets are designed to absorb energy as they travel thus making them more powerful, from close range they hardly do any sort of damage. I also have one back up blade however this is never used unless in the most dire situations. If in a close combat situation I prefer to use what items I have around me or simply use my fists and wheels to do damage.
☠ Ｓｋｉｌｌｓ ;
My skills consist of advanced mixed martial arts and close combat skills which I have since passed onto Nix. Because of my desire to know what is going on, I am aware of my surroundings at all times and will often use this skill while training Nix. I shall sit with my eyes closed and she must attempt to sneak up on me, though she hasn't yet managed to reach me. Since I lost my voice I have mastered Sign Language and made up the words the human race doesn't yet know like Energon, Autobot and Decepticon. I also make an effort to learn every language possible so I should never be caught of guard in that respect. In addition to this, because of me specialty in guns I am an expert marksmen and hardly ever miss a shot.

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☠ Ｓｈａｔｔｅｒ ☠

☠ Ｉｄｅｎｔｉｆｉｃａｔｉｏｎ;

Name: Shatter
Gender: Mech
Age: Ninteen - Human Terms
Origin: Unknown, Cybertron
Class: Warrior
Position: None
Alt Mode: Human

☠ Ｎａｍｅ;
My name is Shatter. It is the name Nix gave me when I awoke with no recollection of who I previously was. I only found out later of my previous name which was Symmetry, the ironic opposite to my twin Anarchy. Nix will often time refer to me as Shaz. She and Accelerate are the only ones with permission to do this.
☠ Ａｇｅ;
In the terms humans would use I would be approximately Nineteen years old. I am often beyond my age however and draw wisdom from past experiences I do not remember.
☠ Ｆｒａｃｔｉｏｎ;
This may confuse your tiny mind but I am a Decepticon. The Decepticon fraction believes there is no hope for peace until every one of either side has joined the well of AllSparks, we don't believe in mercy or tending to the weak. However Nix saved my life and gave me a purpose so I will protect her and everything she loves until the day my spark fades.
☠ Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ;
I am most often in my alternate mode for camouflage purposes. I am fairly tall and stand at around 6'2ft. People at first glance would class me as oriental because of my slightly slanted eyes however no one would be able to pinpoint exactly where I would have been from. My hair is jet black and quite thick, often sticking up in spikes. My body is muscular and athletic and I have a Decepticon tattoo the left side of my chest. I will often wear a black T-Shirt with random dark purple and red designs. I will wear black cargo pants and black and white sneakers. My natural mode is purple, red, black, silver and gold, in this form my feet become wheels enabling me to move faster over terrain.

☠ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ;
First and foremost. Only by necessity do I interact with anyone other than Nix, I have minimal interest in the human race until Nix is concerned. I dislike people being friendly or attempting to make small talk with me so unless something important is said, don't expect me to reply or even acknowledge you. I don't tolerate any overstepping of boundaries from anyone and I will not hesitate to resort to violence to get my point across. People see me as hair-trigger aggressive however all my actions are thought out well before I do them though these thoughts take only a moment. The world to me is similar to the human game of chess. Nix is my queen and I am her loyal knight. I rank people around us according to their skill and level of threat as well as their importance to Nix. The more important they are to her the more important it is to keep them alive those who are a threat are dealt with swiftly and without hesitation. Any threat made toward my queen will result in immediate termination however Nix has always been too soft hearted so often she will opt to save these people. I will of course obey her though I do not see how she would see any good in those people. If you have not already discovered, Nix is my purpose. She gave me a reason to live when I previously had none and therefore I will follow her until my spark goes to join the countless others in death, to keep her safe and to fight for what she holds dear. At first she was not happy about this idea of me by her side, she seemed to have some notion that I should go and 'live my life', she still doesn't realize that my life is hers. Eventually she made me swear an oath to her that should anything make me happier than being by her side that I should follow it immediately and I am ashamed to say that once in my life I left her side. She had the kindness to allow me back when I realized how wrong I was. I am highly logical and have little interest in ideas that do not match reality, all calculations I make on others rely on logic and the most tactical and well thought out choice. I am also highly perceptive and shrewd, I never miss anything that goes on around me because it is logical that the best way to protect Nix is to know what is going on at all times. However I prefer to keep my thoughts entirely to myself unless it is necessary for someone else to know. To most people, I am seen as some sort of monster, someone who cares little for anyone however I am capable of a great deal of compassion for the right person and occasionally I am subject to my emotions though I consider this a great weakness.
Medic Evaluation: Due to the traumatic experience of Shatter's first memory which is being betrayed by the Decepticons and left for dead, he developed a glitch that the crash has made permanent. There is no way to fix this glitch as it's buried too deeply in his neural network and any attempt to adjust this would cause more serious damage. The glitch can be most closely compared to the human mental illness' of some OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) symptoms but mainly PTS (Post Traumatic Stress). These two disorders cause Shatter to have a constant anxiety and possessiveness over a certain thing (that for him defaulting to Nix as the first person he saw after the crash) that can be attributed to OCD in his compulsion to protect her from danger. Shatter has a heightened awareness of his surroundings and a constant feeling of being threatened as well as a sort of emotional numbness which he finds a need to control. This often manifests in anger and impulsive aggression to whom he perceives to be a threat. These are symptoms of PTS although these two disorders can be treated in humans, the same cannot be said for Shatter. It was decided by both Jinx and Radon Prime that neither Nix or Shatter should be informed of this.
☠ Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ;
I do not remember my past. I have only knowledge without a source and a few disjointed memories of who I used to be. I remember I was a Decepticon, fighting an Autobot in order to prove myself to someone I once knew as master though I could never recall a name. When I lost this fight the Decepticons cast me out in a small escape pod though before I could get away they shot the pod causing it to veer of course and become trapped in the earths atmosphere where I crashed. I woke up to see Nix sitting by my side and doing her best to fix me though my body was all but crushed. She saw the mark on my chest and I could see she understood what it meant but my fraction seemed not to worry her. She sat with me for the next few days, just talking as I drifted in and out of consciousness. It was the lowest point of my life, I had no purpose, no reason to live. Nix's story gave me something to loose myself in, it made me envious of what she had, the life and happiness I could still see in her despite what had happened, it made me feel hollow and empty but I still latched onto every word she said as if each one was breathing life into me. Finally the Autobot medic showed up and at Nix's stubborn demand, he fixed me even though my body was so badly damaged. He gave me a new human alternate mode then Nix gave me a new name. Shatter. It was then I knew Nix could be my purpose in life, to help her and fight for her cause. I'd become addicted to the life and optimism she held and seemed to unknowingly infuse those around her with these feelings. However when I told her this she didn't seem happy with the idea, she kept saying she couldn't allow that because it wasn't me living my own life. I was furious and as I walked away I began to feel more and more hollow with every step. I tried to integrate myself into the human community though I had little desire to, humans seemed to superficial, weak and cowardly but Nix seemed different. And however much I tried to forget about her I found I couldn't do so, the hole within myself seemed deeper than the abyss. That was when I heard her again. One shrill scream and that was it, but I knew it was her. I pinpointed her immediately and found her having been dragged into the bushes of a nearby park by a bunch of drunk men, I saw what they were about to try and do. I had never felt that amount of fury in my life and if Nix hadn't called my name rather sharply I am not ashamed to say the men would be very dead. After that Nix and I made a pact. I would be free to follow her and live under her command at the price that should I ever find something that made me happier than being by her side I was to follow it immediately without a second thought. I finally felt whole again with a purpose and something to live for. Being near her now keeps me complete and keeps me sane. I wen't travelling with her and her team for quite some time until a battle was waged over the shard of the AllSpark Nix possessed. It was there that I replayed the debt I owe her on my life. We were in battle and I saw a Decepticon spear heading straight for her. Surprisingly it was very easy to calculate all the possibilities even in those split seconds, there was no option but to step in the path of the spear. As a result it went straight through my throat and had the medic not been on hand at that very moment I would have died. He wasn't however able to save my entire voice box so while I can still speak, not only is it physically painful but my voice also sounds like a damaged mix between a voice and mechanical scratching. Therefore I learned the human Sign language so I could communicate without the use of my voice. It was sometime even after that, after Nix's family died when we became closer than we ever were (I shall not go into detail), that I discovered who I used to be. I had long since abandoned any notion of finding out who I was, it was not important nor was it logical to find out. This changed however when we met Anarchy, his alternate mode a human, like mine, he revealed himself to be my twin brother and telling me my old name was Symmetry, the ironic opposite to his name. He offered me a chance to learn who I was and take up a place with the Decepticons once more. For the first time in my life I allowed my own judgment to be clouded and I left Nix alone without a word. It was only when I was parted from her did I realize the empty space I'd forgotten about had come back. I tried to distract myself, hoping the past I learned from my brother would be enough but it wasn't. In battle the next time we met, the Decepticons almost were victorious, I saw one of them going for Nix and I couldn't allow her to be hurt. I saved her again that day and in return she allowed me back by her side. The act of leaving still shames me to this day however she seems to have forgiven me long ago. I now travel with her, protecting her and never leaving her side.

☠ Ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ ;
My main weapons would be two single barrel guns, similar in shape and size to an Earth handgun but with far more power and accuracy. It is built for close range combat as I act as the distraction while Nix plays the sniper. They can be flicked out from my arms when in my alternate mode though I must be cautious not to allow any human to see it's transferal. I also have two longer range guns however I only use them when absolutely necessary, the bullets are designed to absorb energy as they travel thus making them more powerful, from close range they hardly do any sort of damage. I also have one back up blade however this is never used unless in the most dire situations. If in a close combat situation I prefer to use what items I have around me or simply use my fists and wheels to do damage.
☠ Ｓｋｉｌｌｓ ;
My skills consist of advanced mixed martial arts and close combat skills which I have since passed onto Nix. Because of my desire to know what is going on, I am aware of my surroundings at all times and will often use this skill while training Nix. I shall sit with my eyes closed and she must attempt to sneak up on me, though she hasn't yet managed to reach me. Since I lost my voice I have mastered Sign Language and made up the words the human race doesn't yet know like Energon, Autobot and Decepticon. I also make an effort to learn every language possible so I should never be caught of guard in that respect. In addition to this, because of me specialty in guns I am an expert marksmen and hardly ever miss a shot.