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@herbietheautobot
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RP Blog for Herbie the Living Car, the Love Bug, the AutoBot!
He is definitely More Than Meets The Eye!
Link to mobile friendly muse bio: (X)
His theme song: (X)
Open to canon/oc/AU/etc. etc.!
NPC/kinda 2ndary muses: Herbie's human friend Maggie Petyon and Herbie's Autobot buddy ReachAround.
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@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
"Mhmmm, maybe. Maybe I'm just trying to tempt you.~"
Herbie purrs huskily, arms coming around Shift's waist to keep her closer this time. Still dancing. And waggles his optic ridges at her, an intentionally comical action yet still heated in nature.
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ReachAround lets his EM interlace with hers, letting loose his affection and arousal. As well as a soothing reassurance. Electra has come far from where she started, strong in mind as well as body. But even if she did get triggered, that was okay too. No need to fear. They'd stop, and he'd be there for her. And they'd try again another day. This past would not take the future she wanted.
Her touching does earn a growly noise of approval from Reach, his spike stirring and starting to ache to pressurize behind his plating. His glossa exploring her mouth with a fervor. His hands slide down and give her aft a testing, cheeky squeeze on both sides.
Another bubbling laugh at the optic ridges shifting up and down combined with that purr and declaration. Speedshift smirks a little at him and says, "Not that hard to tempt me I'm afraid." A press of her lips between those ridges. "Just didn't think you wanted to be so forward so soon." she mentions.
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The combination of arousal and affection is like a one two punch for Electra. She's been without affection for a long time and that was only via her carrier who had passed over 5 megavorns ago. The arousal is different with Reach though, especially compared to her long-ago rapists, it's not just about him and she knows it. That double aft squeeze earns a growl in approval as their kiss continues for awhile longer. She's has had a thorough taste of his mouth by now.
She'll part from his lips to speak in a low tone, "Maybe we should get comfortable hm?"
Another bright engine rev at the forehelm smooch, and he lets out a soft noise of approval.
He gave a large cheeky grin at her.
"What can I say? When I see a beautiful prize like you, I'm gonna race it.~"
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His mouth simply moves on to leave little kisses and nips along her jaw and neck cabling when their kissing ends. Engine revving and growling as he continues to hold Electra close.
"I like the sound of that. ~"
Trip to visit family
Robustus got in touch with his shuttle mech friend Lift Off to see if he was available for trip from Cybertron to Earth. He heard back the following day cycle late at night that his availability worked in tandem with a date the medic had in mind for the trip.
He comms up Herbie to notify him of the date availability and pick up time window. They hash it out between them and Rob puts in for his long awaited vacation time. The clinic could run with Sprocket in charge with the interns assisting easily enough. The other full medic took a little convincing, but once he heard Rob had never had a day off, he was more amiable.
Standing at the abandoned shuttle pad not far from the clinic, Robustus waits for the arrival of Herbie and Lift Off both.
Pops. It was funny to see Robustus called that, it was such a human term of endearment.
Herbie returns his partner's smile and follows him out of the loading area. Carrying the box he'd grabbed as he did.
"Warm welcome you got.~" He comments with a chuckle as they go down the hall.
Robustus hums happily to his partners' comment, "You know why that is so." he mentions, knowing full well that their spark connection probably showed him something of his work on the Triple Changer project along with the predecessor to it that took the alt mode and made a slight alteration to it to allow it a secondary function. Therefore technically triple changers themselves.
"Tracer and Barracuda are found family as well as technically siblings since they can convert their alt modes." Shark comments. "Speaking of family, we got a couple someones for you to meet Rob."
The medic looks over to that sharp toothed grin Shark. "Oh? Well, I look forward to meeting whoever they may be my boy."
Herbie would hum a soft agreement, their connection had indeed filtered in some of the elder medic's memories as needed. It was like having a highlight reel on demand for every new bot the racer met from Robustus' life. Letting the racer knew the basics of who they were despite not being formally introduced yet.
Still an interesting experience to have, but the racer was getting pretty used to it by now. When initially it had been rather disorienting.
He tilts his head curiously at the mention of there being new bots for his partner to meet. More family...?
✉ surprise me which muse gets it :)
[how about someone from the hydrobase? I don't have a thread with this blog yet! lol]
SOS message on open comm channel:
"SOS! Communication Officer Herbie lost at sea! Vessel destroyed and I am injured, unable to swim to land. Vessel sinking rapidly! I could use some help! Please!"
What follows is data on his longitude and latitude.
So it had been pure luck really, that all three had escaped such a cataclysm. Even after everything, it was still crazy to the bug that the shifters had seen Unicron at all. Let alone lived to tell the tale!
"Wow....." It's all he can really say, at first.
"But, that response is a good sign. Maybe more of your people escaped, and are just scattered beyond current reach? The Universe is incredibly large."
There definitely were Cybertronians scattered all across the cosmos. So who was to say....?
"It is indeed a large place and we didn't have a lot of fuel so we kept it simple to places we knew our people would end up visiting." Shadow points out.
"I cannot wait to meet them. They sounded like they've been wandering since our world and its moon got eaten." Magmorta mentions.
A nod from Shadow, "The comment about this world had Depth laughing for awhile at any rate." he muses, a soft chuckle. "Good old Mudball 3, was the nickname we gave it when we first found it. Volcanic as fuck back then. Nothing living on it."
"Mudball 3. Yeah we nicknamed Earth similarly when we first saw it."
Herbie shares with mirth in his tone.
"I hope your soon to be new arrival likes it here, since you all have been here since the very start, it sounds like?"
Magmorta had shared a similar backstory the bay before, he remembered.
"You did it again."
Over extended her spark. Gave in to that need to chase an apparent specter for...who knew what end.
"See Sigma again.....?"
He questions, raising a brow lightly as he walked over to her. As much as the whole thing concerned the racer, he was also curious. Was she truly seeing something.....or what?
'And?'
Honestly, Sprite didn't see why Herbie told her to stop. She wasn't using her ability for the entire race. Only for the last few hundred meters. It would be over with before the commentator could even notice. It wasn't her fault the others might not have a special Spark like her.
'Yeah. I nearly had it.' She was getting irritated. 'One more try.'
He tries not to laugh when the youngster starts giving him attitude, more amused than anything.
"You 'nearly had this' the first time, when you were practicing actually running for the race. This second time, you were doing nothing but hurting yourself."
Comes the even reply as Herbie stops just a few paces away from Sprite. Hands going to his hips.
Probably unwisely, Herbie allows for those curiously clawed digits to make contact with his frame. Helm angling up to keep optic contact with the other mech as he got closer. Curiosity and the thrill of danger motivating him to do so.
"Hmph, either way you'll find that I'm one that's hard to handle.~"
He teases back, playful challenge obvious in his tone. Waiting to see what the other did next.
An optic ridge raised at the comment. "Are you now? You don't look like one~" He paused and tilted his helm while observing the mech. "No offence." Another pause as he gave his chassis a few taps before pulling his servos to himself.
"Autobots have a habit to be on the softer side, but I guess... soft doesn't always mean you can easily fold them in half." In Darkfang's case, he meant it in no sexual way, but literal folding one until it hurt, in the battle way. Autobots tended to be stubborn and strong after all.
"None taken.~"
Herbie just grins. The racer was used to getting such an assessment from others. He knew how his appearance could set certain expectations - and it was always fun to subvert them.
He lets out a snort at Darkfang's commentary,
"Dark way of putting it, but you aren't totally wrong. And I definitely am not easy to 'fold' either."
In the combat way or any other.
"So, you make a regular habit of testing the limits of Autobot frames...?"
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@herbietheautobot "Oh, I don't think I've seen someone like you before...."
"Eh?" Fay was currently sunbathing on a rock that was near a small pond that had animals living in it mostly ducks or swans whenever mating season comes. The small fairy was now currently now staring at what seemed to be a white mech.
"Robot.."
"....So I'm like...a boy you once knew...?" So she had had contact with humans before? And one was a boy with a drill....?
Maybe she'd run into a kid using power tools....?
"Has he not come by in a while...?" He guesses further, eyeing Faye's sad smile as she spoke about this individual.
Fay nodded eyes, lighting up clearly, happy to talk about drill boy before their expression halted for a moment as the fairy looked at herbie for a mere moment with some kind of solem expression.
"No.." The last time they've seen drill boy was when they died in the hands of her friend, then when she was reborn, the forest was silent as any presence of drill boy was gone. Fay then began her journey to try to find her friend.
......how old was this fairy? She reminded Herbie of a kid, but that meant nothing. She was an organic, but fairies were supposed to be magical and fairly ageless creatures, right?
If this 'Drill Boy' had been a regular human, maybe he simply grown too old....
"....well, something probably has kept him away. If he hasn't been by."
The racer tries to reassure her.
Annnnnd there she went. Gaining faster and faster speed as the youngster dipped into her former habits. Herbie lets out a vent but he doesn't yell out a reprimand, nor does he stop timing her. He just watches, equally fascinated as he is concerned by this "ability".
Herbie could just imagine Ratchet yelling at him to stop her immediately. Physically if necessary.
So when she gets near the end-
"Sprite! Slow down!"
So close. She was so close to catching up to the Prime. Just a little further. The world around her just became a literal blur, too focused to pay attention to her own body.
Until she heard Herbie's voice, but not what he said. Vector vanished and the Sparkling nearly came to a complete stop. It was whiplash for her, crossing the line with something less than a jog, more like a fast-paced walk.
'What?'
"You did it again."
Over extended her spark. Gave in to that need to chase an apparent specter for...who knew what end.
"See Sigma again.....?"
He questions, raising a brow lightly as he walked over to her. As much as the whole thing concerned the racer, he was also curious. Was she truly seeing something.....or what?
✉ surprise me which muse gets it :)
[how about someone from the hydrobase? I don't have a thread with this blog yet! lol]
SOS message on open comm channel:
"SOS! Communication Officer Herbie lost at sea! Vessel destroyed and I am injured, unable to swim to land. Vessel sinking rapidly! I could use some help! Please!"
What follows is data on his longitude and latitude.
So it had been pure luck really, that all three had escaped such a cataclysm. Even after everything, it was still crazy to the bug that the shifters had seen Unicron at all. Let alone lived to tell the tale!
"Wow....." It's all he can really say, at first.
"But, that response is a good sign. Maybe more of your people escaped, and are just scattered beyond current reach? The Universe is incredibly large."
There definitely were Cybertronians scattered all across the cosmos. So who was to say....?
Trip to visit family
Robustus got in touch with his shuttle mech friend Lift Off to see if he was available for trip from Cybertron to Earth. He heard back the following day cycle late at night that his availability worked in tandem with a date the medic had in mind for the trip.
He comms up Herbie to notify him of the date availability and pick up time window. They hash it out between them and Rob puts in for his long awaited vacation time. The clinic could run with Sprocket in charge with the interns assisting easily enough. The other full medic took a little convincing, but once he heard Rob had never had a day off, he was more amiable.
Standing at the abandoned shuttle pad not far from the clinic, Robustus waits for the arrival of Herbie and Lift Off both.
Pops. It was funny to see Robustus called that, it was such a human term of endearment.
Herbie returns his partner's smile and follows him out of the loading area. Carrying the box he'd grabbed as he did.
"Warm welcome you got.~" He comments with a chuckle as they go down the hall.
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
"Mhmmm, maybe. Maybe I'm just trying to tempt you.~"
Herbie purrs huskily, arms coming around Shift's waist to keep her closer this time. Still dancing. And waggles his optic ridges at her, an intentionally comical action yet still heated in nature.
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ReachAround lets his EM interlace with hers, letting loose his affection and arousal. As well as a soothing reassurance. Electra has come far from where she started, strong in mind as well as body. But even if she did get triggered, that was okay too. No need to fear. They'd stop, and he'd be there for her. And they'd try again another day. This past would not take the future she wanted.
Her touching does earn a growly noise of approval from Reach, his spike stirring and starting to ache to pressurize behind his plating. His glossa exploring her mouth with a fervor. His hands slide down and give her aft a testing, cheeky squeeze on both sides.
kacey musgraves : middle of nowhere album ... sentence starters
"Now I believe in ghosts."
"You know that I wouldn't lie."
"Did you ever love me, baby?"
"He's mine, you can't have him."
"It looked like he'd been crying."
"Is love just a form of delusion?"
"I gotta be careful of who I let in."
"It's all whiskey under the bridge."
"I'm getting better at being alone."
"Is it really worth all your dreams?"
"Trying to change you changed me."
"I want you so bad, it ain't even funny."
"Don't tell me you miss me, I don't care."
"Yeah, I'm the loneliest girl in the world."
"All we could ever really do is speculate."
"I've done my fair share of shit talkin' too."
"It's just me and me, and that's all I need."
"I'm tired of keeping my hands to myself."
"I had to call you to see what was all true."
"I don't have to navigate nobody's drama."
"I could go days without seeing someone."
"Did she break your heart like he did mine?"
"A few years ago, you'd have set me on fire."
"Ironic time of the year for you to disappear."
"They walk in the room and you feel the cold."
"You've got your version of how it went down."
"I'm happy to be the loneliest girl in the world."
"We're gonna ride this wave 'til it breaks, yeah."
"So tell me, what's a self-respecting girl to do?"
"But, baby, let me in and at least just let me try."
"I'd ride in on my high horse, you'd still be higher."
"I don't think you really know what you do to me."
"It's kinda hard to say what the trigger really was."
"It's cold as hell, and the work ain't gonna do itself."
"You got me shakin' my ass in my hot-pink shorts."
"Forever and always, yeah, that's what they all say."
"It may be a disaster, but it doesn't matter anyway."
"I tried to be your angel but you made it hell on me."
"I saw you down the bar, looked like you were crying."
"But I saw him last night, he said he's found the light."
"Put me on a poster of somebody who's living the life."
"All of the leaves, they were changing and so were you."
"Hands always getting cut from picking up the pieces."
"But I just got back in town and I'm over by your house."
"He's caused so much pain, but this time he's changed."
"Y'all don't need to worry 'bout what I might be missing."
"You're only gonna hurt yourself, holding out your hand."
"I'm not sure I can stand my heart getting broken, again."
"So much I never knew, now I can see right through you."
"I got too close and now I understand… now I understand."
"I don't have to act like I like all your friends or your mama."
"Hey, I know it's been a minute, hope I didn't wake you up?"
"Same old shit every weekend, everybody's looking the part."
"I wish that you were dead to me. You're better off a memory."
"I can't defend the way I've been or the shadows where I hide."
"Out there on the edge of the world, way past common sense."
"Pretty things that can't be held, can't return the love they felt."
"And if you tried to call, I wouldn't call you back even if I could."
"Are you still haunted by the way you couldn't look me in the eye?"
"You say you've always had to be so tough, but not in front of mе."
"I don't hate you… tried to make you into someone you couldn't be."
"But I still think of you sometimes and the flash of fear in your eyes."
"You'rе gonna have to duct tape it back together when it falls apart."
"Maybe I'm just naive, but I truly believe that he really means it this time."
"Gettin' all dressed up just to get knocked down in front of the whole town."
"You think you really know somebody, then they up and walk right out the door."
"'Cause you didn't even have the balls to tell me goodbye and look me in the eye."
"I saw a coyote running down the highway last night, and it made me think of you."
He always thought he'd never be caught. Cornered. While on scouting mission.
He was simply too fast. Too adaptable. Clever. Lucky.
But, once again, Herbie had been given one hell of a reality check. Oh, he hadn't made it easy. He'd fought hard, speed harder. But it hadn't been enough. He'd been captured.
His only 'luck' being that the Cons had decided to take him as a POW instead of just offlining him then and there. Now, he had no idea what was coming next. But doubted it was any good...
@datashrike
More flashing silly lights from that visor. It was pretty cu-
NO!
FOCUS!
Herbie readily takes the ridiculously large information chip, grunting softly out of pure surprise when he feels the weight of the damn thing in his hand.
THIS was a list of "informants"?!
.....Did Soundwave just wink at him-?!
The racer's cheeks flush slightly at that and he makes a noise as if clearing his throat.
"Well, I'd hardly call myself an informant but....I get it. Go down this list of potential allies, gather information. And, I assume, keep our own movements discreet....."
"Sounds like fun."
He can't help but grin, a too large part of him actually eager to be doing something "productive" again after so long....even if it was such an unorthodox situation such as this...
Then again. Herbie was nothing but unorthodox....
"Alright. Let's get started, then? Where's the terminal I can use to review this ridiculously huge data chip....?'
"Not just yet."
That voice was growled, heavy with static and...something else. Need? Eagerness? It was hard to tell with the mech's speech layered over with filter, static and vocoders...
But the body language? That spoke PLENTY. He moved forward in one move smooth motion, firmly planting the long plane of one arm behind Herbie alongside the wall, just above his head. Screened visor leaning in, flickering a deep, DEEP pink.
There was still room for the bug to move. To LEAVE if he so wanted. Soundwave simply did not NEED to extrapolate his wants here. Because a second arm reached up, delicately touching the Autobot's face, trailing long, probing fingers along that neck.
"You need only say yes."
"Alright! Go, go! Keep your posture good- yeah!"
At this point, Sprite's largest obstacle would be Sprite. It wasn't the specter of Vector Sigma she needed to outdo, it was that of herself. Of that practical lightning bolt she'd become in the pursuit of ultimate speed; at the cost of her well being. Achievement in ignorance.
Finding the balance would be up to her.
As she continued to jog, she saw Vector's ghost racing ahead. At this point, Sprite didn't know if it was real or sometype of delusion. He was always there whenever she picked up pace, encouraging her to keep going. It was tempting to go faster and by the time she reached the first turn, a jog became a sprint. Not as fast as she could go, but the difference was there. Second turn - pace quickened. Third turn - pace quickened. She wanted to catch up. She wanted to know what will happen when she does.
'I'll surpass you. I'll surpass you. I'll surpass you. I'll surpass everything. I'll cross every boundary-' Fourth turn.
'Because I'm the fastest!'
Last few hundred meters, Sprite had taken off full steam ahead.
Annnnnd there she went. Gaining faster and faster speed as the youngster dipped into her former habits. Herbie lets out a vent but he doesn't yell out a reprimand, nor does he stop timing her. He just watches, equally fascinated as he is concerned by this "ability".
Herbie could just imagine Ratchet yelling at him to stop her immediately. Physically if necessary.
So when she gets near the end-
"Sprite! Slow down!"
