Bumblebee ♫ 001

[moebotbee]

Who: moebotbee and ilpromenade!!
What: Bee's first day in Promenade. Come and comfort a lost robot?
Where: Everywhere? Anywhere in the city
When: Day
Warnings: None for now.

[To anyone walking on the streets, he is looking like any yellow Camaro. But if you take a closer attention to him, you might notice that he's actually moving slowly. As if....stalking you.

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[moebotbee]

[Bee's engine veers loudly, the Autobot's equivalent of a keysmash. Using the same frequency, Bee can at least send back text messages]

Ratchet! I think my GPS system got fried in Egypt. I have no idea where I am. Though I'm sure this is not Philadelphia.

[moebotbee]

[There's a an electronic whine that sounds like a acquiescing humming]

I can't remember how I got here either. This 'Promenade' place. It's not on any of the Earth maps I have downloaded.

[effier]

[Okay. Car with no driver driving on it's own. Not normal. However, even if Effy was a bit freaked out, she had to investigate. So as she drew closer and heard the song, she was confused. The Beatles? Really?]

Are you broken or something?

[Because honestly that's the only reason that partially makes sense to her that includes mostly talking to herself. Mostly.]

[moebotbee]

[The car engine growls. Hey, he's in perfect shape! Well, except for his voice rendering part. The radio switches by itself to answer the young woman]

I feel good like I knew that I wouldn't
I feel good, baby like I knew that I wouldn't
So good

[effier]

[She smirks, starting to catch on, but ...it was ...a bit creepy at the same time.]

Are you ...

[No. No way.]

You're alive, aren't you?

[moebotbee]

[The car moves forward, barely, but enough to make the frame move up and down as a new song plays on the radio]

I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive

[itaidakimasu]

{Nervously, Yako peers into the window...tensing up when she sees that the passenger's side is empty}

U-Um...what on Earth...?

[moebotbee]

[EARTH! That's exactly the planet he's looking for! Because all of his scans of this place confuses him more than anything. The radio switches to another song, hoping the human would take a hint.]

I love the mountains
I love the rolling hills
I love the flowers
I love the daffodils
I love the fireside
When all the lights are low
Boom dee yadda
Boom dee yadda
Boom dee yadda
Boom

[chickbro]

Noah was once again walking the streets for some reason or another, likely heading to the beach to check and make sure her place of Solace hadn't floated away during the night. She adjusted her mask on her face as she walked, lifting it up when she was certain no one was watching. She probably should have checked to see how Ratchet was doing on the repairs to her jet, but she could do that later

[moebotbee]

Bumblebee could sense that the female human was approaching him with cautious. He guessed that she one of those humans that hadn't come in contact with Cybertronians before. He stayed put, waiting for her to get closer before turning on his radio. Luckily, the blaring radio covered his slight electronic whine when she jumped at the sound of music. He hadn't meant to startled her

[chickbro]

Noah stepped back when the door opened, looking more surprised than she should have. Again, the last time this happened she was strapped in and interrogated...and she didn't want to be launched out of the cab again and onto the street. At least Bee was lower to the ground than Ratchet--but still. She was a little hesitant even if she knew the Autobots were the good guys.

After a pause she ducked her head down and slid into the driver's seat, closing the door after and double checking that she had seen the sigil right. Yes. Autobot. Okay. Please don't transform and crush her. "I swear, you guys keep showing up...if I was 9 again this would be heaven."

When the song came on she had to snicker at little, "Bumblebee?" wait, "You're Bumblebee? Damn, you got upgraded. Last I remember you were a Beetle, not a sweet Camaro..." she approved of this upgrade though.

[moebotbee]

Once the female was settled comfortably in the driver's seat, Bumblebee closed the door and started the engine. It was clear now to the sentient robot that she knew of him and of his faction. He needed to 'talk' to her, to ask her what she knew and who she knew and it would prove to be easier to do so in his robot mode. Thus the need to find a secluded area to transform

[sofreakinsirius]

[ Sirius sees the crazy yellow car following him without a driver and assumes that's what cars are SUPPOSED to be. It's not his fault he's never seen one before. ]

[ He turns around and approaches much like someone would approach a puppy. ] Aw...are you lost, boy? [ Starts petting its hood because that's probably the equivalent to a scratch behind the ears. ]

[moebotbee]

[Well, finally a human that doesn't seem surprised to see a car moving by itself. The engine purrs lowly as the man pets his hood. This is strange, even to Bee, but at least the human doesn't seem to mean any harm to him. The radio switches stations again, the Autobots trying to convey his worry about needing to get home]

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'

[sofreakinsirius]

[ Sirius hears the engine purr and smiles. Wow, muggles have come up with the craziest inventions! He continued patting the car. Sirius had always been a dog fan, especially as of late, so he was drawn to the car's actions and, with every fiber of his being, denied that cats are the ones that purr, not dogs. ] That's a good boy! Who's a good boy?

[ He heard the song turn on and looked up. ] You sing? [ Listening to the lyrics, his suspicions of the car being LOST are confirmed. ] Where do I take a lost automocar anyway?

[moebotbee]

[It's really too bad that Bumblebee isn't a human creation! The engine makes a sound close to what could be called a snort. Is the human talking to him as if he is a pet?

Still, the young man proves to be intelligent enough to pick up on his way of communication. The radio skips to a new song]

So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia