Transformers Makeshift Novels & Stories

But Brett has no choice. ‘One mistake, I’ll die,’ He thought. “Of course, I won’t make that happen.” “You f*cking Mages. What did you do? Why can't I transform?” Brett asked. But none of the creepy men in black hoodies answered. They kept on surrounding him inside the narrowed alleyway. ‘They were making a form of rectangular. Is this their spell?’ Brett guessed. “I think no one is fun to talk with,” Brett said before he put out the knife from his suit. “Well, even if I am not in my beast form, you are all dead.”

the charcoal skinned woman spoke, gesturing to herself, the man, and the bird “we were trying to hide Marakesh and Nadia from them when they found us.” “We actually killed one of them” the man smiled, blood dribbling into his food “the one with too many teeth.” “How?” I found myself gasping. “I can copy any attacks and combine them to make new ones” the woman smiled “Mace can make monsters out of non-living things” she looked to the bird “and Void can break his bones to make anything he likes.” “Same here!” Trauma exclaimed in delight. “We tend to stick together as a group because of that” the man, Void, spoke “the other thing we fought had way too many arms. It strangled Mace’s mate, Nadia,

one person. This conversion camp happens twice a year for five months each. I've done this for a year now and supposedly "converted" two gay people which, obviously, isn't true. They're going away out of town anyway, so nobody will know that they didn't actually turn straight. Anyone who doesn't "convert" spends another five months here with the next batch. That will definitely happen to Mr. Drama Queen over here. I'll still get paid for my work, but it won't be as much as when I "convert" someone.

The guards in the black jeeps get out pushing a few people away as Justin whispers to me. "Is it always like this?" He whispers, looking around at the hundreds of eyes on us, no I can't say it is, I see Gabbie pushing people out the way trying to get closer to me as the head walks out the school and over to Justin and me, who still hadn't moved from our previous spot.

He hoped the client wouldn't mind too much and keep the name. Though the mech was technically complete and fully functional in its operations, Ves wished to gift the mech one additional part. This extra addition was already in the blueprint, but he used a fake to substitute for the real deal. He used the assembler's mobile lift to reach the mech's chest and opened up its cockpit. Lucky, who had been watching Ves closely during his work these days, also followed him up. Plain curiosity sparkled within his lively eyes.

The Transformers lie in the realm of tomorrow; the very distant tomorrow. Still, Mr. Lapuz was greatly amused by Ecto 2.0, the robo-puppy that Terra had gifted Kate. He was blown away by how lifelike it behaved. Its prick ears gently pulling back, its tail wagging, its four jointed legs much more flexible than his own arthritic two. Ecto 2.0 also had these expressive, big blue anime eyes made of OLED. The same eyes were equipped with depth cameras that allowed it to gauge any terrain and relay the most apt maneuver to its small but powerful legs. Lastly, Ecto 2.0 was equipped with AI and could remember the layout of Kate’s room and the whole house plus the faces of the people constantly arou

"Loud noises make the dough sad." "We have bigger problems than sad dough, Grog," Jack said, scanning the perimeter. The area had been transformed. What used to be a maintenance corridor was now a fortified trench. Sandbags made of old cement sacks were piled high. Tripwires made of fishing lines crisscrossed the floor. A group of Grog's "subjects"—mutants with pale skin, extra limbs, or reflective eyes—were checking weapons that looked like they were scavenged from a dumpster behind a DARPA facility.

] [Mod Name: One-Way Transparency] [Quality: Gold, Legendary] [Type: Rule-based] [Applicable To: Any material on the vehicle (recommended: apply to the vehicle's entire metal shell)] [Mod Effects:] [1. One-Way Transparency: The host may freely set the transparency and viewing direction of any material at will. You can make the entire motorhome appear as clear as open air from the inside, granting a full 360-degree unobstructed view, while from the outside it remains an impenetrable wall of heavy armor.] [2. Sanity Barrier: This is the mod's core ability. When the host looks directly out through a "One-Way Transparent" surface, they gain rule-tier protection.]

The sound of the open road used to be a lonely thing. Not anymore. When the Iron Wolves rode out of Coldwater, we didn't just leave tracks; we carved a metallic, roaring river through the heart of the terraformed wasteland. Thousands of headlights pierced the dense, bioluminescent canopy of the crystal-leafed jungle. At the head of the colossal convoy rode Dax and I, flanked by Tank, Reaper, and Sienna. Behind us was a chaotic, thundering mechanical serpent: Jax and his Revers on their spiked, heavy choppers; repurposed Board transport rigs driven by refugees; and the surviving Paladins riding atop heavily armored, treaded scav-crawlers, their white-and-gold armor stark against the rusted ir

Meanwhile, Axel’s group had discovered the first signs of transformation. A broken den revealed more than charred remains: humanoid forms, twisted and deformed, their red eyes staring blindly even in death. This was real, and they looked terrifyingly powerful. “We need a plan,” Axel said, turning to his second-in-command. “We can’t just charge in blindly. These creatures, they’re beyond normal.” Maddox shook his head. “No normal tactics will work. I bet they're faster, stronger and something about their energy feels so wrong.”