Romans & histoires Blue Autobots

“There are two the human Ben and what we call a Hologram Bot Ben. The actual Ben is unfortunately building security software that will act as a holobot shield for the GOH agency of all the nine provinces in South Africa. The hologram bot or HBot in simple terms has already been programmed, all lessons have been recorded in its system, Lessons will only take thirty minutes, every single day for two weeks and then it will be the end of all lessons. “Professor Phenyo explained. The class applauded. “I will be showing you ways of identifying and maintaining your electronic tool’s. A guardian must always carry three tools with him, an HBot, a recorder, and a weapon. Without these tools a guardian

an upbeat tune sprang from a nearby armory, a service bot’s eyes shone as bright as the sun directing the two towards the ammo dump. “Hello Tommy” groaned Frank, the drone was obnoxious. “What should I set you up with sir? Let me guess, Fusion cutters? Lightning guns? How about a .75 cal puncher gun?” “Just scan what I have Tommy!” Frank reacted, the bot having some modicum of emotions programmed into its being attempted a sad look, as it loaded the arbiter with the necessary load out.

Amy felt it was impossible to find Tony’s car amid hundreds of other parked cars. At first, Amy thought about doing what Azad told her. She also was tempted to hit an engine start button on the car key, which would remotely activate Tony’s ride. After eight dragging minutes of walking and searching, it seemed hopeless, until Amy spotted a familiar red pearl metallic sedan parked backward between a pillar and a white motorcycle. Amy found Tony’s car. The car looked like a red Transformer robot disguised as a mid-sized sedan. There was a good part and a bad part. The good part was that Amy found The Supercharged Beast. The bad part was that there were six huge guys dressed in black camouflage

Sapphira didn't know what sort of help Katrice might need, but she was more than happy to oblige, considering she didn't know many people who would give her an entire outfit for free. Sapphira took a longer route home, so she could drop her bags home before returning the car. The woods were peaceful at this time of day, waiting for the sun to set and the moon to rise. The sky shone pink through the trees, and she caught sight of a couple of wolves on patrol as she pulled up the drive to her cabin. As she slammed the car door shut, two yellow eyes peered out of the bushes. "Yes, boys?" Sapphira smiled.

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

Now the skies were a lot clearer and it was much safer to walk. From such a high vantage point Caroline could see all the way to the edge of the city. Sitting grumpily in the atmosphere were the Cleaners; large blue egg shaped ovals a few metres around. Suspended in the air by the same propulsion system as the fliers, Cleaners did exactly what the name suggests; dirty air would get sucked into them, and then nanobots would go to work, removing all dangerous substances until the air came out as clean as a whistle.

The ground shook violently. Let out a loud painful scream. It sounded like a thousand saws cutting through hard stone. The red dust on the horizon was not a cloud it was a wall of moving metal. Millions of red robots were flying through the air crashing into each other like angry bees. Behind them ten giant machines, the Harvesters emerged from the sand. Their red eyes glowed with heat that made the air move like water.

Tears welled in Zuben’s eyes as he said sullenly, “ Momma did not ask Zuben why he is angry……….” Seeing the tears well in his eyes his personal assistant Cuppy Cake came rushing and it tried to soothe him in its mechanical voice, “Zubie is a good boy, Zubie don’t cry.” It took out Zuben’s toy robot and gave him saying, “ Zubie play, Zubie don’t cry.”

Elemental fury rained down, fire, ice, lightning, bathing the battlefield in chaos and hope. And then the Humans. Aaron didn't return but the warriors were all present. Their armoured trucks rumbled in with blazing headlights . Warriors spilt from them with grim expressions and weapons forged from both metal and artifacts. They fired glowing rounds, netting down hybrids with precision, working shoulder-to-shoulder with the supernatural without hesitation.

A vehicle out of question is superior to a homemade fan however the fact that we assembled it thrilled us. “Babe it’s done!”. I lifted up the bot into my hands. “Let’s test it out on the roof.” Its navy-blue body glistened. “I wanna try it first,” She beamed and cocked her head to one side. Sky blue paint was smeared all over the sky with a hint of white. It was quiet and tranquil up there. The rooftop had no boundaries, it was just plain concrete land. I placed the vehicle down and handed the remote to Ella. She tilted right stick to its fullest steering the car to its maximum pace.