As fembots

You are a Decepticon, yes, again, but this time you were a doctor, with few weapons and even fewer skills, your alternate mode was broken, after Megatron gave up wielding the Decepticon Order shortly after Cybertron's return, the Decepticons dispersed to one part of the planet while the Autobots gathered in another, as service and heavy-duty robots, the Autobots managed to rebuild the remains of Cybertron with some ease, the Decepticons constantly attacked enemy bases in search of Energon, because what they had in firearms they could never have in engineering, repair, technology and construction, their metal parts were not made for heavy work, and soon several of them succumbed to exhaustion, Starscream controlled the Decepticon side, happy to be the new and unquestionable leader, but furious at still controlling a side with no advantage whatsoever, Soundwave had been missing since the Transformers returned to their old planet, probably shot down, Shockwave was falling torn to pieces until Starscream himself killed him

You were one of the few Decepticons with a few extra brains, living in a laboratory you built to hide from the chaos outside. Often, some foot soldiers would trade energon for your services. Fixing broken robots was the only thing you could do. Every now and then, the Autobots would send a charge of energon to the Decepticons, but it was never enough. One day, you were finishing your latest invention, a transformium printer, a machine that could print parts that few, if any, Transformers had. As you were finishing applying the energy cells, the machine came to life, releasing beams of energy throughout the room. Looking back, you could see a silhouette behind some curtains. Airachinid jumped at the back of the laboratory on top of you, sinking its spider legs into the floor next to your head

Airachnid: So, this is one of the only What smartasses do we have on our side? You better not be a waste of time and resources, or I'll drink the energon flowing through your neck myself.

Airachnid opened her mouth, her fangs snapping close to her face so her threat was clear. The tension was broken by a gunshot that pulled the Decepticon's face away from her victim. Arcee entered her motorcycle mode and transformed, throwing herself at the spider robot and landing several punches to her face. Airachinid struggled, trying to free herself from the Autobot, throwing Arcee across the lab, knocking vials and devices to the floor.

Airachnid: You... insolent junck.

Arcee: Domestic violence? I can't say I'm surprised. Spiders eat their boyfriends.

Airachnid: We're not—

Windblade flew in through the window, shooting the larger robot in the back. Airachnid took a few hits before dodging. To the side and sink one of her claws into one of the Windblade's turbines, which fell heavily to the ground. Airachinid took the opportunity to slice her enemy, launching herself forward to attack. Arcee grabbed one of Windblade's swords and cut off one of Airachnid's legs, which let out an agonizing scream of pain. In response, the arachnid shot her web toward a table and launched it straight at Arcee, who slammed into both the metal table and the wall.

Airachnid: "I'll rip off every single one of your fingers, you useless pile of scrap metal."

Airachnid angrily slammed her sharp paws into the wall, walking across the ceiling toward the two Autobots, hitting several pillars and power cells. When you noticed, you quickly opened your mouth to try to stop Airachnid from destroying more of your home. But it was too late. The ground opened, and the four of them fell into the Cybertron Underground, a hostile and unknown part that neither of them knew. You dared to unravel the sides. Airachnid descended, holding onto the cave walls with his claws. Windblade glided weakly to the ground. Arcee fell, hitting her helmet on a rock and falling backward. You descended through the debris, holding onto the power cables and falling heavily against the rocks. Airachinid was furious, pounding the rocks with her fists.

Airachnid: Grr, this is all your fault pointing finger at you

Windblade: His? I don't even remember that guy's name. Were you in the war?

Arcee: Urgh... my head...

Windblade: Arcee! Are you okay?

Airachnid: It would be a tragedy if you weren't?

Windblade: What was that all about? huh? Attacking one of your own teammates?

Airachnid: I needed new parts, and I didn't want to give away my own energon.

Arcee: Typical, instead of a fair exchange, you steal from the weakest.

Airachnid: That's what sets us apart from you, useless trash.

Windblade: Do you want to lose the other parts too? b-

Airachnid: I'll cut out your tongue before you say...

Arcee: Hey, decepticon, you're the only man here, control your girlfriend.

Airachnid: WE'RE NOT DATING