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Post by Wheelie on Jul 27, 2009 23:36:03 GMT -5
No one would notice right? Nah, people on the beach were having too much fun to notice a little blue RC truck driving itself around. Plus, even if they did notice- it wasn't like he was just going to sit there at let someone drag him off. Wheelie didn't really like alot of humans- he never had any reason to. There were a few exceptions though, of course.
As the small truck wheeled over a small sand dune, one of his back tires fell deeper in the sand. "Holy frick- I got this damn sand in places I didn't even know I had!" He complained, revving his engines more to get himself free from the small pit he had created. |
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Jul 27, 2009 23:42:47 GMT -5
Carwen didn't often go to the beach, and when she did, she never went into the water. Why go to the beach then? To get a vacation in. Her mother finally decided to let her go to the beach and if the way the hat flopped around her ears and kept the sun off her face, she didn't actually like the beach.
Well, it wasn't on her list of favorite things. She didn't mind it and she kicked at the sand a little before the cute ring that her mother had put on as when her mother was texting Carwen told the Conspirator that her over protective mother saw that.
Flipping out the cell, she rolled her eyes and almost kicked a little Tonka truck. She stopped and put the phone away before gently picking the truck up. "Why hello there. How did you get lost?" she asked, entirely positive the little truck wouldn't respond, though she was acutally holding the truck in her arms, supporting the small body of the unknown, perverted, Transformer, Wheelie.
Well, unknown to her.
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Post by Midnight on Jul 27, 2009 23:58:33 GMT -5
Cira was jogging along the sidewalk to Carmen's right, listening to the Leek Song, version by Holly Dolly, wearing loose black shorts that ran down a little past her knees, white jogging shoes with black trim, and wore a teal tank top. Her long, smooth brown hair was tied up in a pony tail, swinging slightly behind her. Cira didn't really like jogging on the sand too much because it slowed her down some, but as she looked around and remained alert as she hummed to the music, she saw a 15 year old girl kneel down next to a toy truck that was stuck in the sand. It looked like she was talking to it.
Cira had seen her approaching it and noticed she had no remote to the truck, which she found strange. No one else seemed to be near either. Raising a curious eye brow, she slowed and approached the railing to her left and planted her left hand on the metal bar. Swinging her legs, she vaulted over the waist high bars and rolled down the sand bags just beacause she liked to do things differently. She bounced up and walked a couple yards to Carwn and the tonka truck. As she walked to Carwen, she noticed that she picked up the truck and was talking to it like a kid was looking for it...yet when she picked it up, she held it in what Cira deemed a peculiar way. Cira liked vehicles and all, but for some reason she found this scene odd.
"Hey, uuuh...whaddaya got there? Was it stuck?" she asked, panting a little to catch her breath after jogging quite a little more than a mile. Since Cira knew all about the Autobots and Decepticons, she couldn't help but keep an inspecting eye on Carwen for a remote and then glanced around again for someone who might have one.
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Post by Wheelie on Jul 28, 2009 0:21:50 GMT -5
Wheelie soon felt himself being picked up- and he could just imagine an annoying little kid with their grubby hands thinking he was a toy. Hell, no! Though the voice belonging to the human that had picked him up wasn't a high-pitched brat's, it was a young woman's. She was asking how he got lost. Did she actually know he wasn't just some kid's toy car and was actually an alien robot? He assumed so, as he didn't see alot of humans her age talking to toys (little ones did- they were so annoying!).
Another woman's voice spoke up, asking if he had been stuck. There were a lot of places a tiny bot like him could get stuck. Without thinking about other nearby humans, he transformed right there while the teen held him. "Yeah, those toy cars don't come with the GPS stuff real cars got." He joked, answering the girl's question of how he had gotten lost. Wheelie looked over at the other human, (of course) noticing first that she was wearing a tank top- which meant the perverted bot was staring at her chest for more than a few seconds before aswering her question as well.
"They ain't got none of that four wheel drive, either. It ain't easy for a 'bot like me!" He complained, looking back up at the red-headed girl who had picked her up. She was pretty good-looking herself. Today might not have been such a bad day, after all. |
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Jul 28, 2009 0:30:49 GMT -5
Wheelie didn't know how lucky he was that Carwen didn't drop him. She had thought she was talking to a toy car not a robot. She blinked a few times before looking up at the new girl and then back at the robot in surprise. "You...don't have a GPS?" she managed to ask out, though she was still trying to understand she was holding small...adorable...robot.
"Oh! You are so adorable!" Carwen exclaimed before gently hugging the small robot.
She couldn't resist. It was too hard not to and she smiled a little before looking at the other woman, realizing she hadn't answered the other question posed to her. "Um...he was stuck. I...wasn't...yeah, he was stuck," she managed to answer, though she looked back down at the bot before collapsing into the sand.
'Okay, calm down. Really, calm down. It's just a little robot,' she thought, still hugging Wheelie.
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Post by Midnight on Jul 28, 2009 0:42:12 GMT -5
Cira raised an eye brow at the tiny robot, who stared at her for a while when he answered their questions. Carwen's reaction was pretty amusing to her. She chuckled, taking one ear bud out of her ear. "Well," she said, a big grin on her face. He was pretty adorable. And even though Cira was still fairly obsessed with vehicles, she wasn't flipping out over seeing Wheelie. Still, he was a pretty amazingly tiny sight to see.
"Can't say I've ever seen such a tiny bot before." Cira said, inspecting Wheelie closely."You're almost as amazing as the big guys. Impressive. It sounds like you wish you had a better vehicular form, though, huh?"
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Post by Wheelie on Jul 28, 2009 0:57:28 GMT -5
Wheelie wondered if he had made a mistake as the girl seemed to be rather surprised by him transforming. Uh-oh. Though, she still was able to make small talk. Hah, not that bad of a first impression. "I do, but I was just tryin' to joke a bit." He said with a grin, before the girl surprised him yet again. Adorable? That was certaintly a name he wasn't used to being called. Most of them were swears- human and Cybertronian ones. Still, he didn't complain as she hugged him- yet another thing he wasn't used to in the least.
After a few moments of stunned silence, the 'bot laughed a bit. "Well, that ain't something that happens everyday." He said mostly to himself, though he didn't mind if anyone else heard. Wheelie really wasn't used to all this affection- being raised as a Decepticon, of course. He wasn't really that much of a "likeable" person to alot of people.
Looking back at the other woman, she was definetly more aware of his kind. "Almost?" He asked, a bit offended. "I'm just as good as those bigger 'bots! I'd like to see them sneak into a garage in the middle of the night without no one noticin'!" Wheelie exlaimed. "But, yeah, sometimes I do get tired of bein' so small." He admitted.
Once again, he was surprised by the girl holding him as she fell onto the sand- making Wheelie think she had temporarily fallen ill or something along those lines. "You okay?" He asked, not really concerned about her well-being, but decided to ask anyway. |
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Jul 28, 2009 1:06:27 GMT -5
Carwen blinked and smiled at Wheelie a little. He wasn't so bad and she nodded a little. "Yes, you are adorable," she added, though was still a little stunned.
The older girl's next words made her stutter slightly. "Bi...bigger? You mean...I have two pages dedicated to truth? That's completely and utterly ironic," she responded slowly and she stayed on the sand, still hugging Wheelie.
He was like a living teddy bear, not that she would tell him that, and she nodded slowly. "Yeah...I'm not freaking out yet. Inhaler is in the left front pocket though, so once I start wheezing, could you get it for me please? I might not be able to," she added, looking at Wheelie before looking up.
She stared at the older girl and asked, again, "Bigger? How...much bigger?"
Carwen was still holding Wheelie and she gently reached up to carefully pet his head. She looked at him and suddenly asked, "Does this bother you?"
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Post by Midnight on Jul 28, 2009 1:38:58 GMT -5
"Yes, I said bigger. In fact, I know one or two pretty well." Cira said with a grin, tapping a thick black watch on her wrist (the communicator she used with KITT). Little did they know, the watch had a built in personal radio-one that connected her directly to KITT and KARR (though KARR was pretty much "lost" and she didn't want to be associated with him anymore). She sighed mentally, thinking of the evil AI again-once again remembering the times when he was actually good.
"Yes, they exist! It's been accepted for a while, actually." she said. "What's yer names anyway? I'm Cira Knight."
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Post by Wheelie on Jul 28, 2009 1:50:16 GMT -5
He really couldn't believe it. Someone who thought he was adorable, and hadn't even torched his optic out first! What a day. Wheelie began to make himself comfortable, as if he was going to stay in Carwen's arms for a while (which he was beggining to think he actually might). He laughed again quietly. "Me. Adorable. Never thought I'd see the day when a 'Con was called that." Of course, he wasn't a Decepticon anymore, it really just slipped out. He never really affiliated himself with the Autobots, only defecting from the Decepticons.
Listening as the girl questioned about bigger robots, he now knew for sure that she had never met another Cybertronian besides him. Oi, lucky she met him first and not some other Decepticon- or even a foul-tempered Autobot like Ironhide. That wouldn't have been pretty. "Is this, uh, "hugging" thing normal for you humans?" He asked, though definetly not complaining. Part of him felt almost guilty that he was so close to her chest. Almost. This was Wheelie, of course.
As the other woman spoke again, he looked over to her- noticing the odd watch on her. Was she able to talk to an Autobot or something with that? "I'm Wheelie. And you haven't seen the bigger 'bots?" He questioned Carwen, as if it was perfectly normal for a human to see a giant alien robot. "They're alot bigger than me, for sure." Wheelie was beggining to finnaly get used to being held by someone in a manner that wasn't painful when he felt her beggining to pet his head. He smiled slight and his small engines revved a bit at the touch, clearly enjoying the attention he was recieving. "Bother me? H-hell no..." Wheelie answered a tad hesitantly, realizing that he was being treated like a human's pet. His former teammates would be disgusted by him. At the moment though, he didn't really give a damn. |
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Jul 28, 2009 2:04:26 GMT -5
Carwen smiled as he began to make himself comfortable in her arms. For her, it was like holding a mechanical child, though once again didn't tell him this. She continued to hold him, though looked confused over his wording. "Um...a 'Con?" she inquired softly, though she was suddenly worried.
Why wouldn't anyone think he wasn't adorable? That was just odd. He was so small and cute, and he had that adorable look on his face. He also just was adorable!
She looked down at the question and shrugged a little. "For me, hugging is. It's a...compulsive thing for me. To hug people that I find adorable...even if they are adorable robots," she responded, though she looked up.
Carwen looked up at Cira and blinked. "Then why is it still a conspiracy theory?" she asked softly.
She looked back down at Wheelie and perked up when she got his name, though looked up to answer Cira as well. "Carwen Lewis," she answered and smiled as she pet Wheelie.
The fact Wheelie seemed surprised made her want to smack her head. "Nope, never! I have never met another robot to my knowledge," she responded cheerfully.
But, Carwen couldn't help but pet Wheelie. It was keeping her calm and she didn't want to go into an asthma attack. "Well...I'm glad it doesn't bother you Wheelie. Normally I ask but...well, at least I didn't meet a giant robot. I might not have survived the shock...literally," she responded cheerfully, though looked back up at Cira.
"Um...how long have they been accepted exactly? Of course, I haven't actually looked through that part of my site for awhile. The giant robots wasn't among my more favorite theories," she asked, though continued petting Wheelie.
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Post by Midnight on Jul 28, 2009 5:57:50 GMT -5
"Well the news isn't THAT old, but since I'm in the military, I was fairly quick to learn about it. Being around during the time they were discovered, the news actually helped me move an extra step forward in my career." Cira explained. "Not EVERY civilian knows about it though, but there are some out there, and a considerable percentage who have encountered them (good or bad), and have tried to keep their mouths shut about it, because some people are still uncomfortable with the idea, whether or not theyre in the military like me. It's...been several months. Nothing crazy like 5 years or anything."
Cira thought about the site Carwen mentioned. "So you have a site that you update to record all your theroes and observations? That's pretty interesting. I never did it because well...I just didn't and wasn't too concerned about with it since I heard rumors later on when I joined the military." Cira said with a shrug. She said in a quieter voice: "The Autobots and Decepticons are so fascinating...I can understand why you'd be so dedicated in researching the possibility that they exist."
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Post by Wheelie on Aug 6, 2009 20:50:14 GMT -5
Wheelie mentally flinched a little as he heard Carwen repeat the word "'Con". Oops, he hadn't meant to say that- he wasn't with those psychos anymore. "Err, yeah...Decepticons. They're the...ah, bad guys I guess..." He said somewhat quietly, rubbing the back of his head. "But I ain't with those guys anymore." The blue mech added, looking back up at the redhead with an attempted innocent smile so she wouldn't be too worried. Once again she insisted on calling him adorable, which only made his grin a little wider. She was pretty good-looking herself, Wheelie thought silently. "I could get used to this." He decided.
Listening as Carwen and Cira talked about how long that the "giant robots" had been accepted, he almost felt a little left out. "It ain't that weird you haven't seen one of us before...that's why we have these alt. modes, anyway- so we can blend in." He told Carwen with a small chuckle. "Guess I wasn't so good at hidin', though, eh?" Wheelie had thought his disguise was pretty good, but supposed that it just didn't blend in as easily as in some other places. When Carwen mentioned that she might not have literally "survived the shock" of meeting a giant robot, he tilted his head a little and looked up at her. "Whaddya mean by that?" He wasn't as well-informed on humans as some other bots might have been. Humans couldn't really die of shock, could they? Then again, he wouldn't be surprised. They weren't made for such a pounding as Cybertronians were.
Wheelie made a slight humming sound, almost like a purr-like noise, as Carwen continued to pet him. So what if he was being treated like a pet? He liked this, damnit. Laughing a little, he "cuddled" closer to Carwen with a smile. "Hehe, I like you, Princess." He stated, giving her a nickname just as he had with "Warrior Goddess". |
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Aug 6, 2009 21:15:24 GMT -5
Carwen smiled at him and nodded a little at the bot. “Well, that’s good. I mean, right? You prefer…who says who the good guys are around here? I mean, who the good guys are…they are the people nice to you. Other wise, it means nothing,” she responded softly and cuddled more with Wheelie.
She was completely ignoring the fact that he was enjoying this a little too much, though she quickly returned her attention back to Wheelie with a shake of her head. “Oh, no Wheelie. It was good you just…transformed in front of the wrong person. Of course, I would worry about little kids,” she responded.
At Cira’s assumption she bristled slightly and responded, with a barely contained tone, “It’s a conspiracy theory website.”
With that, she looked down at the small bot. She hugged him a little more. She pet his head a little and responded, “Oh, yes. I have asthma. It likes to act up when I get stressed or…too shocked over something. Which…could lead to suffocation. Which doesn’t make it pleasant for me…at all.”
She continued to pet him and smiled as he ‘purred’ a little. She smiled and blinked a little as he called her by a nickname. “Princess…I like that. You’re still the Adorable One, Wheelie,” she responded happily, continuing to pet him.
She loved to be with Wheelie. He was so cute, adorable, and…adorable! She could ignore the obvious snuggling into her chest and she smiled. “Adorable little bot,” she murmured softly.
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Post by Midnight on Aug 6, 2009 21:25:42 GMT -5
At Carwen's comment about asthma, she frowned slightly in concern. She was glad to see though that she was healthy regardless, and chose not to bring it up as a topic of choice."Oh? So its more than just about the 'bots? Sweet. I wouldn't mind seeing it sometime." Cira said with a shy-ish smile on her face. She smiled at seeing how well Carwen and Wheelie were getting along.
They were giving each other nicknames, how cute! "Her nickname DOES fit," she chuckled, patting Wheelie lightly on the head.
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