TRANSFORMERS: PRISON LIFE
Brawl was seated on the large couch that was in in swindle's quarters, moaning as the cyberhounds lapped at his spike, while swindle was in the bathroom seated on the toilet voiding his waste tank as he flipped through a cybertronian spanking magazine.
Harbinger, Chapter 2
"cybertronians have weird names. is it something that happens when they're translated into english? i mean, starscream, megatron, bumblebee? what's up with that?" "well, we're aliens." starscream arched a brow plate at him.
Rematch, Chapter 2
Weapon hits and impacts that a cybertronian could more or less shrug off, would kill him in an instant. and even if that never happened, sooner or later she would lose him anyway, simply because humans weren't built to last.
Harbinger, Chapter 9
cybertronians can't handle extreme cold. airachnid must really be a masochist.
Enemy of my Enemy, Chapter 4
You didn't even know my little subspecies of cybertronians existed before a few months ago, and the first ones you met tried to kill you and your friends." "well, it's not just that."
Jack's Girls - Chapter 3: Comforting a broken heart
"wait do cybertronians have boyfriends and girlfriends? i've always wondered about that." jack asked looking down at her dashboard again.
Newer World Order, Chapter 13
"all cybertronians," strika snapped, "do not approach! fall back." "i agree," optimus said. "everyone, hold off until we understand what happened and find a way around it." "jack?" june's heart pounded. "can you hear me?" "i'm still here.
MY TRANSFORMERS 3 ULTIMATE EVIL EMERGES PART 11
And while ratchet was having some hard time trying to cure grimlock and the twins in which when he gave them the cybertronian vaccine in order to fight off this cold of theirs, mudflap soon said ",ow!! hey!! why did you do that for? that totally hurts!"
TRAINING AND DISCIPLINE: DECEPTICON STYLE
.** **to say that brawl was pissed was an accurate statement, as the tank stomped out in a mech sized diaper that bore the cybertronian police insignia on it, much to the amusement of the others.** **"so...uhhh...o-ons, why are we here if this is brawl's
Rematch, Chapter 8
Soft, gentle, without the slight electronic sound cybertronian voices had. human._ _jack._ _arcee whipped around and there he was, emerging from the fog, looking around, trying to find her.
Harbinger, Chapter 11
A cybertronian-sized one, i mean. that should be enough to – _whoa_!" she jerked back suddenly. “heh. that one was big enough to tear the thing apart, but the shockwave almost knocked me on my ass." “it'd be a damn shame to dent such a lovely ass."
the greatest grief
It wa a primal agony torn from that individual bit of pulsating life spark that gave each cybertronian the very breath of life itself . it was the most horible thing any living being who cherished peace , love and life could ever dread to hear and the autobot