Transformers: Robots In Disguise Mini Con Novels & Stories

replied Luna, before walking into the lobby of the Magnolia Spring Resort. “Good luck, Luna,” said Matteo encouragingly, to which Luna responded with a thumbs-up and a sweet smile. Matteo’s attention was drawn to Luna’s slender waist and shapely hips, encased in the black pencil skirt she was wearing. And as she walked further away, Matteo whistled, as if celebrating the beauty of Luna’s figure, which he had just taken in and stored in his memory.

Right? S: Yeah. Have Conri's warriors take it outside before anyone opens it. M: Thanks Seth. S: Take care, sis. M: You too. Conri immediately mind linked a couple warriors to come get the package and take it outside using explosives protocol. He explained, "We actually have a robot, like you see the police use." I smiled, "That's awesome. I guess I should take a quick shower and dress for dinner, then go see what was in the package... if it doesn't explode."

Rick ran across the giant robot’s arm while conjure the spirits of a panther and a cheetah before slashing across the robot’s head. He jumped off the omegation long enough for me to discharge my black electricity straight through the robot body, short circuiting it from the inside out. As the robot laid crumb on the ground the vanity agent operating it tried to escape out of the hatch of the machine. But I casted a green and pink construct of a boconstrictor to wrap around his body before pinning him to the grounds. “Where de yog think going?,” I asked as I flew toward him.

She pulled out a limited edition Transformers robot—which Alina knew Junior had wanted for a month but hadn't gotten yet. Junior's eyes sparkled briefly seeing the toy, but he still held Alina's hand tightly. "Come on, sweetheart," Alina whispered, slowly releasing Junior's grip. "Play with Mama Rissa for a bit. That robot is cool, right?" Junior looked at Alina with eyes that somehow looked betrayed—as if Alina was abandoning him. But the boy finally nodded slightly, stepping slowly toward Clarissa. "Good boy!" Clarissa immediately pulled Junior to sit beside her, giving him the robot. "This is for Junior. Mama knows Junior likes robots."

This was the robot Noah had been dreaming of—and Emily was the one who gave it to him. I pulled another box from a shopping bag. My own Transformer X-10. Identical model. The only difference was the color—Emily’s was metallic blue, mine was a warm maroon. I chose that color because Noah once said red looked like fire, “like a brave hero.” I examined both robots, now standing side by side. They looked like brothers. Only… one already had a place in his heart, and the other might never be touched.

She thought to herself as she tried to make sense of the situation. Meanwhile, Alex who had no idea that his cover has been busted by Jodi meet up with Harold and the rest of his team. A camping van was parked just right outside the gate and when its door slipped open, Alex saw Harold beckoning to him. Without asking for further questions, he hopped inside, and there he saw the robot that possessed the spitting image of his face. "1096, this is your avatar, Alex." Samantha introduced the robot to its avatar and when the robot saw the human whom he was modeled after for the first time, it tilted its head on the side and stared at Alex with narrowed eyes, as though the other party was trying t

"Was it just a dream?" Rian hesitated to open his eyes. Was it a reality or a dream? He slowly opened his eyes and he saw a robot standing in front of him. It wears a brown armor with glowing blue things on its joints. Its head was just like a brown tube TV. He was just like a common monster on any MMORPG. “Subject number 177013 is awake.” It said. Rian found himself lying on a fluffy bed. He realized he just wore a pair of jeans. He was in a small room that the wall seemed to be dull. And the question is, what a robot was doing here?

"We can't stay long." They reached the Central Chamber. It was a cathedral of technology. In the center, suspended over a pit of bubbling lava for cooling, was the machine. DEUS EX MACHINA. It was a humanoid robot frame, twenty feet tall, made of liquid metal. It pulsed with purple Element energy. And connected to the robot’s head by a thick bundle of fiber-optic cables was a glass isolation pod. Inside the pod sat Cassandra. Her eyes were taped open, forced to stare at a flashing screen. She was screaming silently, her body convulsing as her mind was ripped apart and uploaded into the machine.

And when one of them spoke, his voice was robotic. "Specimen secured," he said. They were not human. They were genetically modified creatures. What the hell was Andrei planning?!