Blue Autobots Novels & Stories

He took them and started to learn the blueprints, he finished looking through all the blueprints, suddenly a notification flashed in front of him. ___________________________________________ Do you wish to update these blueprints for cyborg mods_ B-grade blade hands, C-grade booster legs, and D-grade super jump legs? Yes/No ___________________________________________ Ben clicked on yes and another notification appeared, 'Blueprints acquired and can be used in creation center'. "I'll check it later, let me go and see Ricky, it's about time for school to get over", thought Ben and went to the library. Ben's day went as usual. He went home and ate dinner, he completed his daily mission.

“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

he passes the rock to me; I accept it with both hands after a moment of hesitation. This is it then, the moment of truth, the little weird rock will dictate the path of my life forever. It's heavy and cool in my palms, somewhat chalky. I brush my right thumb over the smooth surface and then look at the pad of my finger, slightly expecting there to be a white residue on my finger. There isn’t. Hmm. “Look into the moon child” the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought

They were spider-like automatons, the size of compact cars, with four razor-sharp legs and a central chassis loaded with industrial cleaning equipment—if you considered flamethrowers and circular saws to be cleaning equipment. They swarmed up the support pillars, their metal claws digging into the concrete, moving with terrifying speed toward the walkway. "Shoot the eyes!" Marcus yelled, dropping to one knee and opening fire with his heavy machine gun. RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT! The bullets sparked off the curved, armored carapaces of the robots. They didn't even slow down. One of the Cleaners leaped from a pillar onto the walkway, landing with a heavy metallic crash ten meters in front of them.

With brown and dark green water swirling and dripping from everywhere. The metal monster was not much bigger than Taylor or Damiens six foot four, but had all the makings of a great steampunk robot with rusted bronze gears at every hinge and what appeared to be steam spouting from its cylindrical head. The white-blue flame guy was the smallest of the group, but wider, double the width of any of the other monsters. Its whole being was the sinister dark blue flame that faded to white at the tip. Every time it took a step it left a scorch mark on the ground. Little scars on the earth it was trying to claim.

he returns, twirling her gently away from him in the dance. Just as Mia’s hand extends into his for a hold in the twirl, Andrew slips on a light blue bracelet on it before drawing her back in. “It’s the Technobots’ command pod,” he explains. “Now, you can control those bad boys without stressing that pretty head of yours.”

It was that top-grade armor. No wonder. That thing was paper-thin and still held up under a full-power hit. That kind of craftsmanship was definitely something only the Spirale Clan could pull off. Ewan's expression darkened. "Gideon, I'll give you one last shot. Stop fighting and surrender. Otherwise, you'll regret it." He gestured to the war machine behind him. "Unless you really want to see what a Quark Warbot can do." The Quark Warbot let out a deep rumble as glowing light surged through its core. The thing was primed and ready to fire.

"We can offer you a team of four mechanical patrol bots to establish a basic perimeter guard. We can not offer you direct control over their programming, but we do allow you to designate priorities. You can designate an area that they must guard at all costs for example." "What kind of armament will they carry?" "The bots are licensed to carry anti-personnel and light anti-vehicle weapons. It won't stop even a light mech, but they can and will shoot down any aircars crashing in your direction. If you happen to upgrade your contract with a couple of million credits, we can augment your guard with a pair of our proprietary Arcbots. They possess enough firepower to fend off a light mech long en