Decepticon Oc Novels & Stories

Na imagine ko kasing araw araw siyang naka tuxedo kahit na normal na araw lang, imagine nasa beach kayo tas makikita mo siyang naka tuxedo errr pang security vibe lang hihi Ngumisi na lang ako sa kaniya bilang sagot at huminto kami sa isang itim na sports car. Hindi ko naman maiwasang humanga dahil sa kinis at kintab nito, kahit na sino yatang titingin dito ay hihinto para tanungin kung magkano kaya ang isa nito? Malayo sa kotseng pinaparenta ni Aleng Bebang, ipinag dadamot niya pa at pinagyayabang eh mabaho naman yung air freshener ng sasakyan niya tse!

Audella stated, earning a frown from the others. "Mace is the first recruit of my beloved team, as you see, I chose to make him lead so that he can carry the responsibilities. My doggy cousin." she said as she laughed. The others silently grinned at this while Mace gave her dagger looks. "You spoiled rat." She ignored his reply. "Along with him is Fumiya, his trouble maker best friend. Next to them is Celeste and Shaun," she stopped a bit and looked at the two of them "I only recruited Celeste since she's good in fighting, but out of nowhere Shaun appeared and begged me to let him in," Shaun frown when she used the word 'begged' "Then your sister, Eleanor."

His carved titanium alloy-covered shoulder muscles shimmered from the auto factory ceiling’s lights shining down on his six-foot-four frame. “I would like to introduce you to 2Pac GX7. He’s a prototype designed to look like the real 2Pac. He has an infinite neural net processor inside his head that helps him learn new things.” Irena tried to introduce 2Pac to Amy, who felt fascinated and creeped out by Irena’s cybernetic soldier. Amy wanted to get her child out of 2Pac’s arms. Somehow, she could feel the technological heat radiating from the metal man’s body. “Mommy!” Omar stretched his little hand out toward his mother.

You only get that kind of bold scary from experience. The jokes and presence of his subs do seem to have calmed Colton down considerably, and already I can sense the waves of fury ebbing out as he realizes this pack isn’t worth it. Not one of them are trying to enforce any kind of fight, and Deacon, despite his eyes faintly glowing, seems to be trying to diffuse rather than entice. They’re what I thought when I met them, Omega cowards, and it’s not even honorable enough to fight them.

Its left arm was a massive hydraulic hammer. "No weapons!" Torque announced. "Man versus Machine. Standard Rust Rules. Two enter, one leaves." Ren’s stomach dropped. In Aegis Online, a Demolisher Droid was a Level 15 mob. Easy for a geared player. In the real world, it was a ton of steel that could punch through concrete. "Leo!" Ren shouted, though his voice was lost in the roar of the crowd. "It has a blind spot on the dorsal sensor!" The droid’s optical sensor glowed red. It revved its drill. WHIRRRRRR.

is just an excuse to dissect the enemy's hardware. We had commandeered a massive, neon-lit chop-shop in the lower industrial wards of Neo-Tokyo. It was originally a maintenance bay for the Cyber-Ronin, lined with heavy hydraulic lifts and automated surgical-welding arms. "The metallurgy on this liquid-chrome is staggering," my father, Chen Wei, muttered, adjusting his cracked glasses. He was elbow-deep in the chassis of a deactivated Ronin, tracing a pulsing magenta power conduit. "It doesn't just absorb kinetic impact; it dynamically disperses it across the molecular structure."

She believed in her strength, just not enough to take Death on in single combat. The two allies she had were considerably strong in their own rights. Odoroku was a shadowy man with long arms and claws. He was wearing black wrappings all over his body that almost matched his skin. He looked similar to Death, except his face was more pronounced through his dark smoke, with two white eyes peering through. He also had horns sticking out of his head.

creatures shattered completely. They exploded into clouds of white powder. "Resonance!" Kai realized. "He's finding their breaking point!" "Keep going, Leo!" I yelled. Leo was acting as a living tuning fork. He slammed the staff down again and again, sweating, pouring his energy into the physical vibration. Thump. Thump. CRACK. Whole rows of the enemy disintegrated under the barrage of gunfire and vibration. We pushed forward. We stepped over the drifts of white dust. "Push them back to the tree line!" Damian ordered. THE ABOMINATION We were winning. We were driving them back. And then, the trees parted. Something stepped out of the forest. It wasn't a soldier. It was a siege engine. It was

Merry carefully looked at the robot next to Nicole again and finally found that it differed from the Dodge Tomahawk she had seen. 'Nicole's robot seems to be darker under its ribs, looking like two thin black patterns, and the overall fuselage has a special texture and mysterious vibe. But the Dodge Tomahawk I remember has no such pattern on it.' Merry sneered at the thought of this. 'Nicole really put a lot of effort into faking it. If it weren't because these two crack-like patterns gave her away, I might have truly believed that this is the actual Dodge Tomahawk.'

But modesty is still valued in the human world, so we know to cover up. “Alpha Scarlett.” I hear a familiar voice call out. I turn to see Alpha Connor running towards us. “Alpha Connor. Good to see you. Just wish it could be under better circumstances.” I say to him. Alpha Connor is closer to my parent’s age than to mine but wasn’t mated until he was a bit older, so his pups aren’t yet old enough to take over his pack. He may not be a spring chicken anymore, but he’s still one hell of an Alpha. And he has the handsome good looks of a matinee idol with piercing blue eyes, a strong, square jawline and salt and pepper grey hair.