#faultfindingfirebot

[xretiredcommanderx]

“Personally, I’d think twice about taking advice from Unicron of all mechs… gods… whatever he is these days.”

"Heatwave...."

"Are you telling me that I shouldn't be taking in anything that isn't energon?"

[captainseamech]

@faultfindingfirebot || [x]

It all happened so fast. Way too fast for High Tide’s liking, in fact it even made him panicked and more agitated. His processor turned off and his legs were the only thing he could rely on, running as fast as he could from the island to the safety of his ship to hide from the angry glares from the citizens.

He felt like a sparkling from running away, but his instincts were taking advantage of him.

Blue and gold frame still smudged with smoke and both servos firmly around his chassis, it took him a little too long to realize Heatwave had placed him on his knees while holding his servos.

“W... Wave?” His expression softened when his sparkmate was fully visible to him, engine calming down as he ex-vented some dark grey-ish steam and gently squeezed smaller servos. “I... I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake ye up.”

[alacritysparked]

from @faultfindingfirebot: “Maybe you just need a cuddle buddy.”

"Maybe. You offering?"

[cliff-and-the-kid]

Heatwave’s helm appears from behind the doorframe of the medbay.

“Hey! I got a good one for ya. Why did the scarecrow get an award? Because he was… out standing in his field…”

There’s a wheezing little laugh from the fire bot as he disappears back through the door.

Recharge? Never heard of it.

Pffft, perfection, Cliff loves it. He shouts back through the door, "Hey, why the long face? I thought you were horse-ing around!"

[stellarcuriosity]

@faultfindingfirebot liked for a starter!

"You know."

Starburst, with wet paint dripping down her snout, moseyed up to Heatwave with a grin on her face. Oh dear, she's been scheming.

"I've been doing some....mmmmrrrr research, and a LOT of cultures here on Earth enjoy fire-spinning, you know. With sticks." She lifts a servo to wipe at the dripping paint, only to smear it further on her plating. She then proceeds to place this same talon onto Heatwave's shoulder as she grins.

"So hear me out- I can help show people these crazy fire-spinning-sticks! I'm asking you, because you're the fire expert- that's why you wear red, right? You're also good at 'fighting' said fires."

[yeagerxrobotics]

The groundbridge gave an unearthly screech. Heatwave heard someone yell his name from the safety of the platform, but it was too late to turn around. It felt as though a large invisible servo was shoving him forward.

He went stumbling out of the groundbridge and crash landed inside what appeared to be a large junkyard. Huffing, the fire bot scrambled to his peds, but the vortex was already winking out of existence.

“Scrap…”

Hearing running feet approaching, Heatwave transformed into his vehicle mode. Had they seen him transform? Maybe they would dismiss it as a trick of the light.

Nothing unusual to see here, just a relatively small, slightly dusty, bright red fire truck sitting among your nondescript parts and pieces. Feel free to go about your day.

The inventor was just scrounging around for a few parts for his most recent project. It had been a relatively quiet day; a good day. He should have known it was just the calm before the storm.

He hadn't finished setting up the perimeter defenses, otherwise he would have heard them alarm before he saw...whatever that was opening up in the sky. Cade was thankful he remembered to bring his modified cybertronian gun, pulling it from his back as he jogged to where he heard the crash.

Upon running up and seeing the rather pristine fire truck, compared to the dust and decay around it, he's pointing his weapon at it in annoyance.

"Alright, whoever you are, I'm tired of bots stealing my shit. So you get one shot to get out of here; peacefully."

[autobotmedic]

@faultfindingfirebot asked:

The groundbridge is screeching like a pterodactyl when activated…. Time to shut it down and call in a professional. :;Ratchet, are you terribly busy at the moment?;:

The medic blinks and looks up from his energon upon receiving the comm.

[ Not particularly. Hwat's wrong? ]

[form-defensor]

"Get some rest. I'm not going anywhere."

[Send me a Phrase]

Jumping between cities was reserved for emergencies only and this apartment fire was reason enough to spring into action. Between the two mech, the blaze was battled for hours as the more human-sized teams of emergency crews accounted for each occupant. By the end of it, both of them were drained, soot covered, but in good spirits.

Hot Spot noticed Heatwave sagging against a sturdy tree and placed a firm, steady hand on the other mech's shoulder. "Go ahead and take a break. I'm not going anywhere till this is done. I'll take another turn dousing the perimeter. Get a refuel, buddy."

[flicker-bot]

📿 - A dream your character believes is prophetic

💤 Peek into my Character’s Dreams 💤

There was dust and smoke wherever Flicker looked. He heard someone cry out, and he started running towards the noise, ducking under collapsed pillars and avoiding pieces falling from the ceiling. He stopped to listen, disoriented by the blinding dirt, and heard another scream.

Just as he was about to start running again, he heard a crack above him and looked up just in time to see a large chunk of ceiling coming towards him. He raised his arm, and he could feel a strong flow of energon running towards his servo...

Flicker sat up with a gasp. It took his optics a moment to adjust to the familiar darkness of his room. He hesitated for a few seconds, and then, touched his arm... but there was nothing.

He tried to go back to sleep, but the thought of having his own energon tool kept him awake.

[xretiredcommanderx]

⚠ Heatwave

[Meme|Accepting]

[captainseamech]

@faultfindingfirebot: Wondered what was taking so long…

Nooo Heatwave didn't see this gigantic Megabot nearly fumble with a kids car and almost let it fell before placing it in the pile. Totally not.

[[ Oh uh— 'Ello! I uhm- I-I'm just checkin' t' see if there's anythin' worth savin', I'm nearly done! ]] ... He was tapping the claws of his extra 'appendages' together while rubbing the back of his helm with his primary arm. [[ Sorry for the delay. ]]

[seacrestseacon]

☎️

Send ☎️ And I Will Tell You:

What My Muse Has For Your Muse's Contact Info:

What Their Ringtone Is:

The Last Text They Sent Your Muse:

What Image My Muse Has For Your Muse In Their Phone:

What My Muse Has For Your Muse's Contact Info: 🔥HOT TO GO🔥

What Their Ringtone Is: Hot To GO

The Last Text They Sent Your Muse: ... Hey, so what did humans call electric eels before electricity? Eels?

What Image My Muse Has For Your Muse In Their Phone:

[cliff-and-the-kid]

4. What sound soothes your muse the most? 

Ironically, each other.

By this point, the best way for Sierra to de-stress or calm down after an anxious situation is to climb into Cliff's front seat, sit back and just listen to the rumble of his engine and tires as they drive.

For his part, Cliffjumper has reached a point where he's best soothed by simply listening to his kid talk, whenever she hits upon a favorite topic and lets loose to ramble for a while, being herself without any distractions or expectations getting in the way.

[stellarcuriosity]

✨🌙💫

Send a ✨ (sparkle) for Starburst to rate your muse based on aesthetic and visual design! (Scale of 1-10)

"Hmmm... For looks, I would say maybe a 4/10! You're big, and I like how large your chassis is. The red is a smidge... bright, but you know. The hat is cool too!"

Send a 🌙 (crescent moon) for Starburst to rate your muse based on how bite-able they are! (Scale of 1-10)

She circled about Heatwave, thoughtfully humming. She was given permission to test- as a symbol was given to her. She gently let her jaws lightly clamp around his arms and legs, though she kept getting drawn to the tires. "Hmm... 6/10! I cannot reach the ladders, but I could gnaw on them for hours, I fear!"

Send a 💫 (dizzy star) for Starburst to rate your muse based on their scent! (Scale of 1-10)

As she was close for biting, Starburst gave a gentle sniff-sniff, chirping to herself as she let the fragrance bounce around in her processor. "You smell warm, but there's like a faint sea-salt type of smell. Maybe... 5/10!"

[alacritysparked]

“What if……. we kissed?”

“Depends, is that an offer?”

w i n k

[highflygingcon]

📏 15ft

Send me 📏 (ruler) + your muses height and I'll compare them to mine!

"When did they start making Rescue Bots so small?! How much of a Sparkling are you?"