Sarge

Faction: Junkion Species: Transformer Function: CANNON FODDER Rank: 3 - Sergeant

Motto: "The important things are always simple, the simple things are always hard; and if you try the easy way, it's mined."

Note:  It's generally believed that Sarge is the living embodiment of Murphy's Law in combat. No plan he ever comes up with lasts through the initial contact, his attempts to look unimportant still get him shot at, and he draws fire even when attempting to look inconspicuous. The lowest possible bidder built him, and it is generally thought that everything he needed to work together was shipped separately, judging by his half-cycle alt-mode. It is as if someone could not decide if he was a tank or a motorcycle, so gave him a little from column A and a little from column B. In a world of professional soldiers, he is definitely a rank amateur, however his incredible bad luck seems to keep causing him to take more than his fair share of objectives, which in turn gives him more objectives to take. His recoilless rifle in his robot mode runs off of a magazine, and has high-explosive and armor piercing shells, as well as a nastily-rusted serrated bayonet. His vehicle mode is armed with five-second grenades that burn off in three seconds. He has many skills, but really has mastered none. His radio, while capable of extended capabilities, breaks down when he needs it the most, and while he can patch up minor wounds, his philosophy is that a 'sucking chest wound' is the Sponsor's way of telling you to slow down. Prone to breaking in half in his vehicle mode, and tremendously bad luck, has kept him from making many friends.