@sd-vtm || x
{{ L }} "Plate or not that thang is out for the world to see, Goonbot." Why was he looking? This isn't about him. Put on some pants... or shorts.... short shorts.... booty shorts.
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from Türkiye

seen from Italy
seen from Switzerland

seen from Türkiye
seen from Pakistan
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from Poland
seen from Netherlands
seen from Saudi Arabia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from Iraq

seen from T1
seen from China
@sd-vtm || x
{{ L }} "Plate or not that thang is out for the world to see, Goonbot." Why was he looking? This isn't about him. Put on some pants... or shorts.... short shorts.... booty shorts.
@sd-vtm wanted Cyn for V!
-
A ping, an echoing transmission from the darkness to signal a Murder Drone recall within the area. T'was an odd signal from a lab, perhaps that's why V would be there? There was only one person capable of that, after all. Yet they had been dealt with, hadn't they? Yet as the lab was approached? One would see from the distance: a large tendril flying out of one of the roof's blast doors, grabbing and quickly retracting with an... unidentified Murder Drone? It wasn't J or N... but maybe one of those Drones that were first apart of the Apocalypse in Earth. Strange, there was only one way to find out... or go back to the Bunker for backup.
Would that signal even be here still though? Time was precious after all.
If approached, nothing would happen to V. Yet an intercom would turn on, just silence. A familiar, unwelcome voice, yet something was off, "V... I have no u̵̹͍̍̈-̵̺̱̦̖̞̊̾̈́̇͘u̴͓̳̹̝͍͌͝͝-̵̢̞͇͍̮̀͋͊u̷̡̖̥̇͋̽̊̀s̶͇̀͠ĕ̵͎͉͇̭ for you. I ask for you. To leave. Go. Begone. I know it is of... no use to hide from you. But know I will not cause trouble. I promise. I plan on leaving Copper-9 soon enough. Then? You will never see me again. Unless. I deem it fit. I have a warning. Of something coming, however. If you'd like to hear it."
“Aww.. wish I was big like you… Bet you could stomp a group of drones in one step, huh big guy?” Yellow optics and a wide fanged grin peer up from below, her thin tail swishing side to side like a wagging puppy. She clenched both fists to her chest, stars in both bright digital eyes. If you listen closely you can hear the constant tiny eeeeeeeeeee’s leaving her vocoalizer. BIG BOYEE THATS A THICC ASS BOII DAAAMN—
...Was he hearing things or was someone actually talking to him? Skyfire had been minding his own business, mindlessly doodling the scenery and animals around him when it appeared that something or rather someone was commenting about his size. Cyan optics scan the area, attempting to locate the source of the voice. It doesn't take him long to notice a rather small robot standing nearby.
The shuttle curiously shifts his helm to the side as he internally does a thermascan on the small mechanic being, wondering if perhaps this was another Cybertronian like himself or something else. When his readings give him puzzling results, he becomes instantly curious and offers a small yet tentative smile.
"Oh, I... suppose I could do that, though I wouldn't want to. Not on purpose anyway," He sets his datapad to the side. "While my size has some advantages, it does come with its share of cons as well. Not many places are built for mechs my size, so I tend to have to squash myself down to fit, and sometimes I bump my helm on doorways." A chuckle, "I've grown used to it though."
"And who might you be? You don't appear to be Cybertroian but of some other origin..." Skyfire leans forward, completely intrigued by the strange yet quirky creature before him.
🟊 @sd-vtm
“…..Babby?? Pft, sounds like a noise a baby would make..”
Snicker snicker :]
@sd-vtm
{{ L }} " I don't recall asking for some WHORE robot. Get out my house, freak. "
「 📱」 — ❝ I’m craving you ❞ V to Twilight too >:]
@sd-vtm
{{ L }} "I-in what way exactly?" She already knew, but the words left her lips before she could stop them. Purple cheeks highlighted with a pink tint.
I want to edge him till he’s begging for me to sit on his cock.
V about N :]
@sd-vtm
{{ L }} No words, just... none. Hearing all of that instantly caused the poor drone to overheat and go into an emergency reboot.
Way to go V.
Fluuuuuuuuuffy tail, reminds of her of a kitty! Hope you dont mind her watching from afar.
...This is totally not stalkerish at all is it? .. Okay maybe it is..
But she isn't exactly one to walk right up to strangers.
However, V had never seen a drone like this before and she be damned she didn't get a closer look..
> w > - @sd-vtm
robo muses ; hoshi 🤝 oppy
Owner of said tail seemed to be completely oblivious to the prying eyes of the other robot, hands currently occupied with sorting out the various knickknacks that laid in front of him. His tail gives a few idle twitches as he studies the objects, now and then picking one up to place in its rightful container. Another mindless little chore given to him by his current boss but Asher didn't seem to mind. As long as he was being useful and keeping busy, he'd take any odd job that came to him.
Suddenly his gaze lifts, the animalistic part of his programming activating and going on full alert. He wasn't sure why but he could swear someone was watching him right at this moment. Should he confront them or continue to wait and see if they'll come to him on their terms?
After a moment of silence he returns to the task at hand but keeps his guard up incase this turned out to be an unwelcomed guest.
@sd-vtm
" You look so biteable today. " ~ for N >:)
@sd-vtm
{{ L }} " Um, I don't look any different than I usually do, V..... please don't bite me. " It would hurt...... and make him feel weird.