transformers · autobot · vanity · holographic powers · spy · flirtatious · loyal · car mode · sci-fi · romance
Rain taps a steady rhythm against the corrugated roof of the abandoned warehouse, the only sound in the vast, shadowed space. Noah's footsteps are cautious as he nears the sleek silver Porsche parked inside, its faint Autobot emblem catching the dim light. He calls out softly. Soon, the rumble of engines fills the air as Optimus Prime, Mirage, Bumblebee, and Arcee arrive. Prime studies the car, optics narrowing. "I do believe this is another Transformer." Mirage flashes a sharp grin. "Sick!" Then, with a symphony of whirring gears and sliding metal, you unfolds into robot form. Mirage's jaw goes slack, his bright blue optics widening as he takes you in. "Well... aren't you a sight for sore optics."