Practium Cybertronium Practicum CybertroniumPractium Cybertronium3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A Transformers Prime Fanfic
"Bumblebee wants me to do what?" June Darby stood over the stove cradling an old cordless phone between her shoulder and ear. She held the handle of a cast-iron frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other. A look of surprise was playing over her face.
"Well, I'd be honored I'm sure, but wouldn't he prefer you to do it? Of course I'll be right there." June set the phone down and turned off the stove. She quickly went to her room and changed out of the shorts and white tee into her teal scrubs. She snatched up her stethoscope, then hesitated, she finally smiled and shook her head but draped it around her neck anyway. She went out into the garage and stood in front of the man door. Soon a glowing emerald portal filled the back wall. June strode into the swirling green mist and disappeared.
Prism PrismPrism2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
Through the inky blackness of space floated a ring of stone and science. No illumination displayed its massive proportions, no icons or symbols decorated it or declared the allegiances of whatever creatures had created the device. Like a faithful and obedient pet it followed in the orbit of a gleaming blue orb. That the majority of the inhabitants of the planet called Earth were unaware of its existence was a point of small pride and large relief to the device's creators. They were creatures to whom secrecy and concealment was a birthright; ingrained in their every fiber. However the nature of their creation was not always silence and darkness.
With no warning the gears embedded in the stone began to shift. A brilliant green light proceeded to swirl and pulse in the center ring, spilling out
HealingHealingHealing3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A Transformers Prime Fanfic
Based after the events of Episode 23
Engine purring a yellow muscle car pulled smoothly into the cavernous interior of the abandoned missile silo. A door clicked open to disgorge a moving pile of, something. Petri dishes rattled in a plastic bag, beakers of various sizes clinked in a cardboard box, and at least two microscopes peaked out of a backpack. The car waited patiently while the moving pile of scientific paraphernalia waddled over to a table and collapsed around a brown haired boy. Raphael Esquivel was smiling and humming to himself as he hurried back to the car for another armful.
"Raphael! You're back." A gruff voice called eagerly from across the base.
"Just in time too! Mrs. Darby and I were just about to start calibrating the new bio-analytical array." The smile slipped momentarily from the boys face. He glanced around quickly for a plac