Transformers Robots Disguise Bumblebee Novels & Stories

’’ ---------- Someone’s been watching at the Hive the entirety of the time, a beast person that resembles the characteristics of ants and bees- long antennae swings atop of his head whenever he moves it, armored in bright yellow color plates, at his back is a pair of large buzzing wings. ‘’What they are doing is defiance against Viscor Mukha’s laws!’’ DEOS XVI- END

CHERRY’S POV The transformation took an hour. Jasmine was silent today, her usual neon energy replaced by a solemn, protective focus. She didn't try to make me laugh. She didn't suggest a viral dance. She just brushed my hair until it shone like a dark cherry flame and helped me into a charcoal-grey power suit that made me look like I was carved from stone. "You don't have to do this, you know," Jasmine whispered as she fastened the pearl buttons on my sleeves. "Adrian can find another way. He always does."

The ceremony continue after an incident happened to a woman who fainted after seeing Argen transform herself into disguise. He was bit surprised to see Argen became different in her appearance. He scowled and gasped as Argen approached the woman with visible grin in her face. He surely think that she’s totally a psycho. Her feature was look normal, but Destino could sense her alteration into something more powerful. Her iris were absolutely red and it’s blaze.

Robbin asked. Joe, who had early discussed this with Brian, turned around, a fake-lined bear on his face looking neatly shaved along side with eyeglasses for sight. He said, "Will they boss? Will they?" For a few seconds, no one recognized him as Joe until he explained himself. The disguise totally changed him. Mr. Robbin had no choice but to send them both to work on the secret mission, warning them very carefully to stay out of trouble. ★★★★★ Wow, we run town, baby. Yeah, we do. Bella kept screaming at the top of her lungs. Yeah baby.

His fresh mint body scent mixed with his strong cologne was making her insane when He was this close to her. She shook her head. "Get a grip on yourself, Bella. Stop thinking irrationally," she inhaled sharply and zipped up her chiffon Marion gown. "Don't let your mind wander in any direction. You are a professional so behave like one. He is a robot with zero decency and his behaviour towards other us unfit for civilised people. You only have one thing to remember, He is nothing but a Robotic Barbarian!" Bella applied a little makeup to her face like Sabrina taught her and wore the matching long earrings. After fifteen minutes she was ready to go to the party with That Robotic Barbarian!

“They couldn’t. It cost some of their colleagues’ lives.” The ruins of the fallen clan’s base lay quiet. Before we entered, we inspected the areas nearby just to be sure no one was hiding and waiting for us. Isabella made me drive an armored car that she bought impulsively. It was even customized, not just any standard and bulletproof SUV, and had it delivered on the same day. I asked her whether this was necessary, but all she did was look at me and smirk. “Not always. Just when it looks fun. Or useful. Or when I feel like showing off a little.”

The man that he was in the middle of celebrating his death was standing before him with a smug look on his face. The guy looked different; he was wearing new, much thicker armor and something so strange Beemo couldn't describe it. It was an energy core that was the size of a cartwheel strapped to his back by white metal looking strings. The energy core was green and the energy particles inside were dancing around in a circle. He spoke in a strange language, and the air around the entire city seemed to have heard this strange mating call.

So he had to resort to his last card. "Change EXO, Vestments." His suit began to melt and transform into a white sleeveless jacket with golden trim that covered his torso. He wore the hoodie attached to it and pushed a red button on the robot. "Confirm, early self-destruction, 15 seconds!" "Teleportation!" His body began to glow and began to disappear, starting from his chest and head. However, the shield got pierced just as the skill was affecting his limbs. With a flash of blue light, the entire robot exploded.

“Transformer.” I squinted. “Max, you have twenty-three Transformers. We counted yesterday.” “But this one’s different!” Max quickly countered. “That one was a truck. This one... is also a truck. But it’s gray! And it can fly. Maybe.” “Maybe?” Max nodded confidently. “It has wings! I saw on G****e. And I still don’t have the Christmas edition Bumblebee that sings! If I don’t get it... the world will be unbalanced. And I won’t be able to save humanity from destruction.”

Bobby asked. He wore dark shades and a black suit. Was he going to a funeral? Or rewatching Men in Black? "Bobby, why are you dressed like that? Funeral? Or another Men in Black cosplay?" He raised his eyebrows, clearly confused about how I knew his name. He was about to speak, but I cut in: "And by the way, there’s a big difference between beside the school and three streets across from it." I rolled my eyes. His face lit up in surprise. "Kye?!"