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organ_pharmingPlayer Info
Name: Dirge
OOC Journal: N/A
Over 18? Yup.
Email/IM/Plurk: Sixthclone on Aim
Current characters: N/A
Character Info
Name: Pharma
Canon: IDW Transformers MTMTE
Age: Lol, Cybertronian- so really old.
Canon/AU/CR AU: Canon.
Reference: http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Pharma
Canon Point: Right as he fell off the building when Drift cut his hands off. :3
World Information:
Transformers- the story of two robot factions fighting each other endlessly.
Cybertron- The Transformer home planet. War has split everyone who wishes to fight into two factions: Autobots and Decepticons. Who has the moral high ground is ambiguous, but in general the Autobots claim to be fighting for peace and Decepticons claim to be fighting for release from cybertron’s crappy caste system. Optimus Prime, leader of the autobots, at the beginning of the war acknowledged that society needed to change but he was against doing it through force, instead interested in changing the system from within. On the opposite side, Megatron, a gladiator on the lowest rung of the caste system, was convinced that the only way change could occur would be from the outside- by tearing down the old, corrupt senate.
The DJD (Decepticon Justice Division)- A group of five mechs created by Megatron to hunt down and punish any Decepticons exhibiting treasonous behavior. All five members are named after cities on Cybertron and possess different horrific methods of torture. Tarn is their leader and he has an addiction to changing shape that puts a lot of stress on his t-cog.
T-cog - transformation cog- the part of a transformer that allows them to change from alt mode to root mode.
Delphi- A clinic on the world of Messatine where Pharma is the head surgeon. Also located on Messatine is a mining operation, one mine of which the clinic is nearby. After the war broke out the planet was declared DJD territory. Pharma made a deal with Tarn, the head of the DJD, to keep the clinic and the mining outpost open. Tarn would leave the autobots on Messatine alone as long as Pharma continued to supply him with a steady source of t-cogs. The only place to get a t-cog- much like a human organ- is to take it from another cybertronian. Being a doctor at an emergency clinic put Pharma in a unique position to be able to obtain these.
Personality: Pharma is a good medic gone bad.
One of Pharma’s best traits is his professionalism. He both excels at and enjoys his work, measuring his success by how many lives he can save. He’s well known for his skill with difficult procedures and his willingness to try anything to pull a patient through. Unfortunately, this trait is not as good as it could be because it is in part due to his egotisim. Half of the reason Pharma works so hard seems to be because he enjoys the attention afforded to skilled professionals. He very much wants to be seen as a genius and praised for his work. In the comic, Pharma even goes so far as to wait for Ratchet to catch up with him so he can relate in detail his entire plan, presumably just so he could appreciate his cunning.
Another dark side to his professionalism is his perfectionist and controlling nature. He needs everything to go right because he refuses to ever come out of something looking bad. Putting pressure on himself to succeed, to not lose his clinic, is probably what helped him convince himself to cross the line each time he had to do horrible things to obtain t-cogs. The urge to stay in control is also what likely made him agree to start harvesting cogs in the first place. It seemed like a better deal to him then risking the entire operation. He’s too proud of his intelligence and his reputation to admit he let the entire thing get out of hand. Indeed, Pharma would rather kill everyone in the end then let it be known that he failed.
Above all, the thing that eventually pushes Pharma into bad guy territory is his selfishness. He cared more about his reputation then the lives of the patients he deliberately sacrificed. He thought that doing anything less than keeping his clinic open would make him look amateur in the eyes of his superiors. He should have been able to control everything. Fix everything. And when he couldn’t, his only thought was of saving himself. By the end, he is stopped only by the fear of discovery, instead of any guilt over what he has done. And he even expected Ratchet to understand, if not sympathize with him. Like Prowl often does, Pharma believed he was only doing what had to be done.
Abilities, Weaknesses, and Power Limitations:
First of all, he is a giant robot with guns in his shoulders that turns into a jet. So a size change would likely be necessary. Secondly, he’s a genius level medic, one of the best in the business. He also seems to be enough of a scientist to create viruses and their cures.
Admittedly, he knows next to nothing about organic medicine, so it’s doubtful he could use his professional skills to help or harm anyone that isn’t robotic.
Inventory:
Laser scalpel (finger mounted), Microwelder, Forceps, Diagnostic tool.
Appearance:
http://www.fullmetalhero.com/content/attachments/30121d1365634523-mtmte-pharma_colorguide_web.jpg/
Samples
Log Sample:
Pharma paused in his work, listening to the gentle hum of his patient’s internal systems as he stared at the white wall of the surgery room. This was too easy of a procedure for him to pretend to screw up- his reputation as one of the best medics in the field would render that extremely suspicious. But he needed just one more cog for the harvest and he needed it tonight. Considering there wouldn’t be any more surgeries scheduled for at least a day or two. His optics fell to his patient’s unlit counterparts, imagining himself in their place, pinned by the leader of the DJD, his hand inside Pharma’s chassis up to the wrist, fingers curling around his transformation cog. He had to make the delivery.
The jet medic shook his head and went to grab a laser scalpel from the tray next to him. And here he’d thought getting assigned to Delphi would make him famous…. Not infamous. As far as he was concerned, no one could ever find out about what happened here. Even if that involved employing some more extreme measures. He fired up the surgical tool and began to doodle absently on the medical berth as he considered his options. Carbon scoring? No, he’d used that excuse last time. Unforeseen fuel pump blockages? Hn, the last time he had used that one he’d barely been able to keep First Aid from examining the body himself. Something harder to find. Would a fatal spark fluctuation be too dramatic? Probably. Oh well, he’d just have to go with the good old severe t-cog infection excuse. Maybe remark about how the air on this planet must be contributing to the high number of patients coming down with it. Yes.
Pharma raised his scalpel from the autobot symbol he’d been scrawling on the metal berth and set about removing the armor surrounding the patient’s t-cog. He would have to do something sooner or later about First Aid. Get him transferred out perhaps. The mech was far too curious for his own good.
Network Sample:
[Text to First Aid.]
First Aid.
Let me start by saying I can see you clearly from my office and the x-ray you just changed your screen to is not what you have been staring at for the past three hours. When you were transferred here I was told that you were a diligent and eager worker. I am aware of the unique stresses this outpost can put on a medic but boredom should not be one of them.
If you must read about heroes going on dangerous adventures I can lend you a copy of the official transcript describing my famous four-way fuel pump transplant. At least you might glean a few medical lessons from that- as opposed to this dramatic ‘Wreckers’ nonsense.
By the way, if I were you, I would be checking on the patient brought in yesterday with the malfunctioning transformation-cog. It may require removal.
-Pharma
Name: Dirge
OOC Journal: N/A
Over 18? Yup.
Email/IM/Plurk: Sixthclone on Aim
Current characters: N/A
Character Info
Name: Pharma
Canon: IDW Transformers MTMTE
Age: Lol, Cybertronian- so really old.
Canon/AU/CR AU: Canon.
Reference: http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Pharma
Canon Point: Right as he fell off the building when Drift cut his hands off. :3
World Information:
Transformers- the story of two robot factions fighting each other endlessly.
Cybertron- The Transformer home planet. War has split everyone who wishes to fight into two factions: Autobots and Decepticons. Who has the moral high ground is ambiguous, but in general the Autobots claim to be fighting for peace and Decepticons claim to be fighting for release from cybertron’s crappy caste system. Optimus Prime, leader of the autobots, at the beginning of the war acknowledged that society needed to change but he was against doing it through force, instead interested in changing the system from within. On the opposite side, Megatron, a gladiator on the lowest rung of the caste system, was convinced that the only way change could occur would be from the outside- by tearing down the old, corrupt senate.
The DJD (Decepticon Justice Division)- A group of five mechs created by Megatron to hunt down and punish any Decepticons exhibiting treasonous behavior. All five members are named after cities on Cybertron and possess different horrific methods of torture. Tarn is their leader and he has an addiction to changing shape that puts a lot of stress on his t-cog.
T-cog - transformation cog- the part of a transformer that allows them to change from alt mode to root mode.
Delphi- A clinic on the world of Messatine where Pharma is the head surgeon. Also located on Messatine is a mining operation, one mine of which the clinic is nearby. After the war broke out the planet was declared DJD territory. Pharma made a deal with Tarn, the head of the DJD, to keep the clinic and the mining outpost open. Tarn would leave the autobots on Messatine alone as long as Pharma continued to supply him with a steady source of t-cogs. The only place to get a t-cog- much like a human organ- is to take it from another cybertronian. Being a doctor at an emergency clinic put Pharma in a unique position to be able to obtain these.
Personality: Pharma is a good medic gone bad.
One of Pharma’s best traits is his professionalism. He both excels at and enjoys his work, measuring his success by how many lives he can save. He’s well known for his skill with difficult procedures and his willingness to try anything to pull a patient through. Unfortunately, this trait is not as good as it could be because it is in part due to his egotisim. Half of the reason Pharma works so hard seems to be because he enjoys the attention afforded to skilled professionals. He very much wants to be seen as a genius and praised for his work. In the comic, Pharma even goes so far as to wait for Ratchet to catch up with him so he can relate in detail his entire plan, presumably just so he could appreciate his cunning.
Another dark side to his professionalism is his perfectionist and controlling nature. He needs everything to go right because he refuses to ever come out of something looking bad. Putting pressure on himself to succeed, to not lose his clinic, is probably what helped him convince himself to cross the line each time he had to do horrible things to obtain t-cogs. The urge to stay in control is also what likely made him agree to start harvesting cogs in the first place. It seemed like a better deal to him then risking the entire operation. He’s too proud of his intelligence and his reputation to admit he let the entire thing get out of hand. Indeed, Pharma would rather kill everyone in the end then let it be known that he failed.
Above all, the thing that eventually pushes Pharma into bad guy territory is his selfishness. He cared more about his reputation then the lives of the patients he deliberately sacrificed. He thought that doing anything less than keeping his clinic open would make him look amateur in the eyes of his superiors. He should have been able to control everything. Fix everything. And when he couldn’t, his only thought was of saving himself. By the end, he is stopped only by the fear of discovery, instead of any guilt over what he has done. And he even expected Ratchet to understand, if not sympathize with him. Like Prowl often does, Pharma believed he was only doing what had to be done.
Abilities, Weaknesses, and Power Limitations:
First of all, he is a giant robot with guns in his shoulders that turns into a jet. So a size change would likely be necessary. Secondly, he’s a genius level medic, one of the best in the business. He also seems to be enough of a scientist to create viruses and their cures.
Admittedly, he knows next to nothing about organic medicine, so it’s doubtful he could use his professional skills to help or harm anyone that isn’t robotic.
Inventory:
Laser scalpel (finger mounted), Microwelder, Forceps, Diagnostic tool.
Appearance:
http://www.fullmetalhero.com/content/attachments/30121d1365634523-mtmte-pharma_colorguide_web.jpg/
Samples
Log Sample:
Pharma paused in his work, listening to the gentle hum of his patient’s internal systems as he stared at the white wall of the surgery room. This was too easy of a procedure for him to pretend to screw up- his reputation as one of the best medics in the field would render that extremely suspicious. But he needed just one more cog for the harvest and he needed it tonight. Considering there wouldn’t be any more surgeries scheduled for at least a day or two. His optics fell to his patient’s unlit counterparts, imagining himself in their place, pinned by the leader of the DJD, his hand inside Pharma’s chassis up to the wrist, fingers curling around his transformation cog. He had to make the delivery.
The jet medic shook his head and went to grab a laser scalpel from the tray next to him. And here he’d thought getting assigned to Delphi would make him famous…. Not infamous. As far as he was concerned, no one could ever find out about what happened here. Even if that involved employing some more extreme measures. He fired up the surgical tool and began to doodle absently on the medical berth as he considered his options. Carbon scoring? No, he’d used that excuse last time. Unforeseen fuel pump blockages? Hn, the last time he had used that one he’d barely been able to keep First Aid from examining the body himself. Something harder to find. Would a fatal spark fluctuation be too dramatic? Probably. Oh well, he’d just have to go with the good old severe t-cog infection excuse. Maybe remark about how the air on this planet must be contributing to the high number of patients coming down with it. Yes.
Pharma raised his scalpel from the autobot symbol he’d been scrawling on the metal berth and set about removing the armor surrounding the patient’s t-cog. He would have to do something sooner or later about First Aid. Get him transferred out perhaps. The mech was far too curious for his own good.
Network Sample:
[Text to First Aid.]
First Aid.
Let me start by saying I can see you clearly from my office and the x-ray you just changed your screen to is not what you have been staring at for the past three hours. When you were transferred here I was told that you were a diligent and eager worker. I am aware of the unique stresses this outpost can put on a medic but boredom should not be one of them.
If you must read about heroes going on dangerous adventures I can lend you a copy of the official transcript describing my famous four-way fuel pump transplant. At least you might glean a few medical lessons from that- as opposed to this dramatic ‘Wreckers’ nonsense.
By the way, if I were you, I would be checking on the patient brought in yesterday with the malfunctioning transformation-cog. It may require removal.
-Pharma
