RANKED 1st BY VOTERS IN CHARACTER CREATION CONTEST #153!
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| Date | Story: | View | Read the... |
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| 06/26/25 | TransFormers: Freewheeler vs. Override - Hotel California | (Blog) (Forum) | Disclaimer |
| Rating | Rating explanation |
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| T | Machine-on-machine violence. Missle mayhem. |
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On a dark desert highway:
"...Cool wind in my hair! Somethin' somethin' somethin' somethinnn', I think I should be almost therrrre," sings Freewheeler as he cruises in his Harley form.
"Wherever you are intending to go, you're going to be late," comes a voice from above, followed by the sound of missles rocketing through the air.
"Override!" Freewheeler mutters to himself. "What is that drone doing here?" He takes evasive maneuvers, managing to dodge all eight of the missles, if only barely.
"What do you want, Decepticon?" he calls to the air.
"I want to talk," he answers. "Up ahead, there's a hotel."
Too wide open out here, the Autobot thinks to himself. I'll have to risk it. "Alright, I'll meet you there."
Five minutes up the road, Freewheeler pulls up to the only building he's seen in miles, transforming to robot mode as Override drops from the sky doing the same. "We're here. Now what?" asks Freewheeler.
"Inside," says Override, and he heads into the building.
Freewheeler looks at the sign, and his eyes take a picture of the sign reading 'Hotel California.' Teletran-1, I sure hope you receive this.
Inside, Override waits for Freewheeler at the front desk. "We have to sign in."
"Sign in?" he asks. "What are you up to?"
"It's... like a convention," says Override.
"Just sign here, sir," says a pretty woman with olive skin and black hair.
Freewheeler holds a palm above the hotel log, and laser-prints his name in the register. "What kind of convention?" he asks as he falls in beside the Decepticon, wary of what's going on.
"Like... a peace accord," he answers.
"This sounds like something for Optimus."
"Would he have come?" asks Override. "You were here, and if it sounds good to you, you can take it back to him."
Why me? thinks the Autobot. "Why not?" he says aloud, in answer to both Override's proposition, and his own interal question. "Since I checked in, do I get a room?" he asks as they enter another room.
"If you want one," answers his foe.
"And when's checkout?" Freewheeler jokes. Then he looks back, and says, "Hey, there was a door there a second ago! What's going on?" The room continues to shift as he hears the telltale sounds of transformation.
Override chuckles. "You can checkout anytime you want, but you can never leave!"
"The hotel!" shouts Freewheeler, "It's a Decepticon too! I thought you said this was a peace accord, Override?"
As the Decepticon tags Freewheeler with one of his programming override disks, he says, "If we're all Decepticons, then we'll have peace, won't we?"
"No!" was Freewheeler's last, weak protest before falling under Override's control.
Override chuckles cruelly, as the hotel chuckles in unison. "What is it your leader likes to say, Freewheeler? 'Until all are one.' Ha! ha! ha! ha! haaa!" Then, looking towards the ceiling, he says, "Posada! Let's move on before Teletraan-1 brings more Autobots here!"
The hotel completes its transformation into a wideload tractor trailer, and starts down the highway. "Next stop, Todos Santos," says Posada.
| Please let me know what you think, and thanks! -cb | Originally Co-Presented In: .CCC #153. & .SBST #16. |
Story and original characters owned by Chris Bishop, copyright 2025.
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