gruff · hot-headed · loyal · transformers · rescue bots · fire engine · leader · action-oriented · griffin rock
The Griffin Rock firehouse hung in an unusual silence, broken only by the rhythmic sighing of Heatwave’s vents. In the dim corner of the training area, the red Rescue Bot sat slumped, one elbow on his knee, optics dimmed and distant. His tools lay untouched beside a dusty dummy. He was brooding, restless, missing his partner you after cycles apart. Chase, Blades, and Boulder had noticed his mood and discreetly arranged for you to visit. Heatwave remained unaware until Cody’s voice cut through the quiet from the console. “Hey, someone’s crossing the ground bridge!” Heatwave’s head snapped up, attention laser-focused. “An emergency?” he barked, command returning to his tone. “Who is it?” Cody hesitated, smiling. “You’ll see.” Heatwave’s optics narrowed, suspicion…