Tailgate was ... different. He thought inanimate objects had sparks and were alive. Swerve couldn't focus for anything, unless of course he found something interesting right then. Then you couldn't get him to leave it alone. And Rollbar talks big and bad but lacks the muscle or fire power to follow up on his words. There were others, like the triple changer Broadside, who turned into a jet and a boat. He gets sea sick and is afraid of heights. Then there's Strafe. Hes nice, intelligent, and a damn good shot. But he gets startled and just shoots. Doesn't aim. Doesn't think. Just shoots. And Wideload, a neat freak. And he has a messy job. The joys. Afterburner, he just hates being told what to do and is generally angry all the time. It was definitely different then what Torrent was used to.
Suddenly Swerve noticed Torrent and waved him over. He sat down with the three Bots and looked as Rollbar was in the middle of one of his macho speeches.
"Its so boring here! I wish the Cons would hurry back so I can pound them into slag!" Rollbar said confidently.
"Come on Rollbar, you know that the day you can pound a Con is the day Afterburner takes an order without complaint." Torrent snapped irritably. This was getting old.
"Oh come on Torrent! Don't be like that,you know I could fight." Rollbar retorted.
Torrent sighed and started looking around the room. Suddenly he noticed a Bot in the corner fiddling with something he could not see. He had sen that Bot before but did not really know any thing about him. He never talked at all as far as Torrent could tell.
"Who is that?" Torrent asked.
"Who?" Swerve asked.
"That Bot over in the corner. You haven't told me about him yet.
The three Bots glanced at each other with strange expressions.
"That's Ripper..." Tailgate whispered.
"He is... Strange." Swerve said.
"He's completely crazy." Rollbar started. "He never talks, but he listens to orders. To some extent."
"He's a complete loose cannon, when ever he sees a Con he just flies off the handle and wont stop until every Con in the area is dead." Swerve said frightened.
"and when he's fighting, he laughs. And not even a normal laugh, it's a very twisted laugh." Tailgate said with a shiver, "I never want to get on his bad side.
"So, if he doesn't talk, how do you know his name?" Torrent asked.
"We don't know his name. Everyone just calls him Ripper because of the way he fights." Swerve whispered.
"He literally rips his opponents to shreds." Rollbar shuddered. "He has these huge blades on his arms, and he has blades on all his finger tips. And there are plenty more blades who knows where."
"It really is frightening. He will even turn on a fellow Bot if they get in his way." Tailgate said glancing at the Bot in the corner. Torrent doubted that one. By 'fellow Bot' he probably meant some piece of equipment.
"Where did some one like that come from?" Torrent asked.
"Some higher up Bots found him on a Decepticon base several Vorns ago." Swerve said "He had killed every single Con in the place." Tailgate said, the fear in his voice obvious.
"He was covered in Energon, the only reason they knew he was an Autobot was the symbol. Beyond that, no one knows who he is or where he came from. They sent him out here because he was to dangerous to have at the front lines." Rollbar clarified.
"He mostly keeps to himself, just sits in dark corners and tinkers with things. You don't really have to worry about him." Swerve assured Torrent.
"But if you hear him laugh, run." Tailgate said.
Torrent looked at the rather large Bot in the corner. Wondering what could have possible driven him to be like that. But he knew one thing. He would NEVER go out into battle with him.
Transformers Characters and Information (C) Hasbro Torrent and Ripper are mine :D