Transformers: Robots In Disguise Mini Con Novels & Stories

He beckoned his assistant over with the goods. "Grandpa's gift for you." "What's inside?" "Open it and see." With the assistant's help, Buddy peeled back the layers slow, revealing a robot staring back. The thing clocked about four feet tall, towering over him. Titanium aerospace frame wrapped in medical-grade silicone, rigged with a skin-temp simulator that felt human-warm. "Whoa, awesome." Buddy's eyes went starry. Alexander chuckled. "Latest from AI Life—companion bot, not even out yet."

I just tapped a small, hidden button on the side of my nightstand. A few seconds later, a soft, high-pitched hum filled the room. A sleek, circular robot, glowing with a faint blue ring of light, zipped silently across the hardwood floor. It stopped right next to my side of the bed. A small, motorized lid on its top slid open. I leaned over the edge and dropped the used condom into the bin. The lid zipped shut. The little machine hurried back to its charging station in the wall, disappearing as if it had never been there.

The woman nodded and was leading me to the ball gowns when something caught my eye. “Wait, there. That one looks exactly like her.” The woman turned back and looked at what I was pointing at. “But sir, that's a manikin.” “I know. I'm just showing you that it has her exact body measurements. Height and all.” “Alright, I bring it with us.” The lady took the manikin, dropped it before me, and started holding it in front of the doll. Most of them had a boring color, others looked too fat up close, and others didn't have that shape.

Walter would've ended the whole werewolf race if he exuded the same characteristics as the young man he had an appointment with. The elevator dinged and Walter walked out of it into a long hall lined with AI robots roaming around. He'd gotten used to them and even shook FIONNA, one of the robots built to be female. She was busy checking for minor problems in that section of the building and directing other robots to work. It was impressive and Walter watched them as he walked towards the main office till they were out of sight.

He took off a panel from one of its legs and revealed a keyboard. "What was the code...?” He murmured while the soldiers recovered and began to use deadlier weapons like grenades, rail guns and some of them called for reinforcements. Andrew typed the password, and the robot kneeled while its chest cavity opened. Inside it, a barrier protected the area of the cockpit. Using one of its hands, it put Andrew on the cockpit before closing again. "Deactivate barrier." The barrier of the EXO disappeared while Andrew began to switch on different parts of the robot. With a rumbling sound, it came to life as a sharp needle pierced Andrew's nape. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and opened them aga

But I could handle and deal with this later…while she’s still alive. “Mikhail.” That was all I said, and it was enough. My robot appeared without a word, his eyes on me as he used his high titanium properties to power the door, and get it permanently shut…the only thing that would open it would be a retinal scan from me now.

Kacy patted Cupid's head. Robert glanced at the gift pile and hugged the Transformers in his hand for a few minutes. "Can I keep the Transformers?" Seeing that Robert has agreed to donate part of it, Kacy breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Of course." Being able to donate part of it can relieve the pressure. Robert also breathed a sigh of relief, patted the gift box of Transformers, and said seriously: "Don't worry, yours won't be sent away." "Eat quickly. After eating, Mommy will sort with you."

, sounded suspiciously like the sort of politicians the diplomat was used to. The two parties merged, exchanged greetings, and were herded in the direction of the Bullet's wardroom - the only space other than the hanger deck that could accommodate such a large group. The Thraki spoke via small robots that rode on their shoulders, were carried like infants, and in one case walked on what looked like stilts. The clones, by contrast, wore hastily programmed translators that hung around their necks and bounced as they walked. Magnus was uncomfortably aware of his, and the computer generated voice that spoke through his implant.

"Hey, you just shut up. Help me find something from this room!” I looked at Damian who was looking at me intently, I was annoyed then stood up. And looked around the room. There was nothing odd in my opinion, except for Damian's presence which felt uncomfortable. I chose to stand and look at the robots in the room. Robots that are also almost similar to humans. I do acknowledge the greatness of the uncle who can create things this great. I looked up and down, my attention drawn to the names below. At first I thought this thing was normal, but when I was about to leave. I just realized that the robot's name was changed again. I watched for a few minutes and—right. The robot's name changed aga

Dangling wires hung from it's open midsection like the organs of a great beast, and a thick black wire ran out of it's cockpit and down to- A computer! We were two stories up, standing on a metal catwalk that lead both higher and lower via parallel sets of rigid steel stairs. Karen whistled, long and low. "That's a lot of robots," she said. It sure was. I couldn't see to the end of the hangar, so densely packed were the War Robots. Ravens, Pattons, Furies. I spotted a Bulwark in the far corner, olive-green armor rent open. Pursuers sat in groups of three on the factory floor, armor open and waiting for a command capsule. Some robots looked closer to completion, only lacking weapons or paint,