❛ I'M THE BEST THERE IS --

             ❛     huh,  i didn’t think                       you like this kind of  roleplay.    ❜  

                     CHALLENGE  gladly accepted,  &  the woman            ran a finger along the  BOT’S  supposed feet. metal versus              HUMAN  contact,  &  wanda broke the  WAVE  of cold iron.            innocent as ever,  the  WITCH  hopped upon the  PLANES            of his pad,  TAKING  a seat,  adjusting to the chill.  

          ❛     you never called me  that one  before.  i like it.     ❜   

            ❛     role -- play ? listen, lady --                       you’ve got the -- wrong guy.   ❜

                              HE’D MOVE if he could, but once the redheaded               female wandered too close to the CYBERTRONIAN, it left him               in a SORT of difficult area. an ‘ EXHALE ‘ of warm air through               hidden vents -- he leans over, hand to the ground to OFFER               a lift upwards. 

      HIS INTEREST IN CARS WAS LIMITED BUT the chevrolet camaro in front of him was too good to just give a passing glance. he runs a finger over the paint job once while no one was SPECTATING him. 

             ‘ i bet grunkle stan would like this. ‘

( nuclearae )

        THE CAR SITS -- PATIENT, CAREFUL -- ( fool the HUMANS, make them think you’re a simple CREATION of theirs ). bumblebee sits beneath the shade of a tree planted for decor, the heat rolling off in waves beneath the intense light of this solar system’s grand star -- yet his observation draws to a close as the sensation of a human’s fingertip sliding upon the once-PRISTINE coat of yellow & black. 

         SOMETHING ODD ABOUT THIS KID; he ignores the crawling feeling of organic oils upon glossy finish -- something almost SUPERNATURAL ( ? ) optimus had told him to investigate. after all, wherever the ‘CONS were at, particularly if their own scout was there ( if barricade could even be called a scout ), then bee would be there. 

nuclearae 

➤♚;; “Bee, you’ve played Uptown Funk eight times now. Relax.”

            in a quick shift from his alternative form, bee peeks             up at the blonde girl. 

         nuclearae. 

          ❛    stark   ——-  ?     ❜  

                   ROBOTS.    a lot of them.   wanda was no         STRANGER  to a more   dangerous   advancement in         technology.   visage stooped  LOW,  &  she idly kicked         a   LONE  screwdriver,  possibly bored. 

                       ❛      ——-  you made a new suit   ?      ❜   

           ❛     who is -- stark ------ ?     ❜

                    BUMBLEBEE       cants his helm a certain    way,            curiosity   swirling ‘round in ELECTRIC optics as he studies the           SCARLET-themed human ( ? ).  pulling a conclusion that he may           seem remotely like this ‘ STARK ‘ human’s creations, he waves           his servo in a dismissive manner to the SUIT idea.

            "Did YOU break it? “

                       (  bedevillled & nuclearae liked this )

             a soft sound ( something between a buzz & a whir ) is emitted,              servos drawing near his chest, digits tapping together gently.

recharging. ofgasmasks & brianmcser 8^)

+ nuclearae

“–Aren’t you tired having to hide out all the time?”

            he sits still for a short moment, before he edges              closer to the girl, lights shining before settling              into a dim glow;       radio easing into a murmur.