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Roughshod

From Transformers: Lost and Found

Roughshod
Played by: Fathom
Combat
Division: Combat
Alt-Mode: Mecha-Horse
Faction: Decepticon
PC

A docile, low-maintenance work-horse Decepticon with notable endurance and a slight drawl.

History

Roughshod was forged within Kalis, and remained there throughout the Functionist era, slumming it with the rest of the beastformers on the fringes of society. His bright outlook and honest nature earned a second-glance from a mech that owned a contracting security service. One more chance encounter in the streets and Roughshod was given a proper job - rowdy, overcharged mechs were left to him to wrestle out of pubs and haul to containment. It was physically demanding work, but he could never complain, for the beastformer brethren picking the alleyways were always in the peripheral. Roughshod quickly became his employer's favorite bouncer - he was cheap to fuel, requiring very little in the way of rations, and rarely took breaks. The competitive streak in the work horse always worked in the small company's favor.

The Decepticon movement piqued his interest briefly, but never truly took. If he kept his head down, he could keep his job, and no one would hassle him under his employer's charge. That foundation fell apart during the first string of Decepticon terror attacks, and he fell back in with the rest of the beastformers, up until the mass exodus of civilians. Timing and luck had him and his smallish motley crew on one of Dai Atlas' starbound ships, and several spaceports later, Roughshod ended up on an icy planet with a reservoir of pseudo-energon. There he stayed within a small settlement, which continued to grow in population as word traveled of its energy source, however weak and limited.

Roughshod was all too glad to help with the mining. He and other displaced beastformers willingly set to work under their planet's ice sheets. It was a frigid tundra with hardly any wildlife, but there was no damnable altmode hierarchy and the disposables could find purpose. The city saw a peaceful span of vorns before Decepticons stumbled upon it on a hunt for fuel. Such a minor settlement hadn't warranted the infiltration protocol, and with little in the way of defenses, the city was quickly taken, it's work-capable inhabitants made to mine their psuedo-energon resource with tremendous haste. Roughshod was one of the few remaining miners that didn't expire from the exertion, which meant he'd be scooped up into the ranks as an eventual Decepticon.

Roughshod went against the grain for as long as he could, but despair found him when Decepticons finally left their husk of a planet and the mechs that died along with it. He'd spent a lengthy stretch of time serving under handlers on a massive flagship, hardening in the company of the ill-natured crewmates. He assimilated to cope, convincing himself that the Decepticon cause in the grand scheme of things was truly the best course for their race, and he /must/ be on the right track. Megatron's writing cemented his view and helped keep his proverbial gaze forward, towards a thriving Cybertron of equality. Goals shifted to fit circumstances, which eventually involved tagging along under Soundwave's command aboard the Lost Light.

Artifact of the Knights of Cybertron

Horseshoe

Logs

Plots

 Start DateSummary
Topsy Turvy12 July 2017The !Lost Lighters hit the Lost Light with a bomb snuck past their defenses in the frame of a mangled pair of cassettes: !Frumble. Without any particular design or reason, a number of the crews were apparently swapped into different bodies.
Trobble Yall29 June 2017Fortress Maximus buys an adorable, fluffy pet from a pet shop on the Elemens' space station, PR-138. What he doesn't realize is that this cute little 'trobble' is about to become a problem much bigger than cleaning litterboxes and keeping it off the furniture.
Denied26 August 2016All our space credit and debit cards are being denied! Time for the crew of the Lost Light to come together and bum some gas money.
A Midventure Night Dream14 February 2017A medic looking to create a vaccine for Rust Rash recruits some live test subjects, something goes a little more awry than usual.
Functionist Station29 December 2016The Lost Light stops by a spacestation run completely by Cybertronians. Seemingly occupied by neutrals, its actually run by Neo-Functionists.