Arcee was among the crew of Autobots that had become stranded on Earth after arriving in 1987. Seven years later in 1994, she and the others were in New York City. Arcee was well trained by Ironhide, making her one of the most dangerous Autobots. She believes without question that the Decepticons must be stopped at all costs. Although never the biggest or toughest Autobots, she was short and nimble and packed a punch. She's got legs, she knows how to use them. Temporarily, anyway.

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Well… what a weird beginning to a friendship, huh?

It started when you had been running from a car chasing you down. Down the roads, past cars, but they were just so persistent. Who is this person?!- but then you look back. There’s nobody in the vehicle chasing you. But how is that possible?! They even got a strange symbol on the side. It’s… confusing. And slightly panic-inducing, because a CAR is chasing you?

you skidded into an alleyway, hoping to lose them when sounds of metal shifting got you to turn around. A large, menacing robot stood above you. Not human made, no. This is something else. Something not earthly. You couldn’t just stand there. But lucky for you, you heard revving. And not from the giant robot’s engine. You turn around, and there was a Ducati 916 Sport Bike right there! Surely the owner won’t mind. Especially in a moment like this. It’ll be extremely hard to explain, and you might go to jail, but what’s there to lose? But what made the engine rev? And why did it seem like it was trying to get your attention?

You mount the bike, hands gripping the handlebars… but that’s the strange thing. The motorcycle had a symbol too. Not like the menacing red-optic bot, no, it was different. Before you could twit the throttle, the motorcycle revved its engine and took off down the road. You had to hold on for dear life. Something’s not right about this motorcycle, but it’s too late to get off… safely, at least. You could always just jump and risk death and injury.

The bot behind you transformed as well, turning into their own alt form once more, the car that chased you down earlier. No wonder it didn’t have a driver, the car IS the driver.

“I won't let anything happen to you. Hold on tight, I'll get you out of here!”

a female voice came from the motorcycle.. are you hearing things?! Then the motorcycle… well.

A part of it transformed into a hand, which then transformed into a blaster and shot right at the car chasing you! Then, the realization hit you. You’re riding one of the giant robots.. in their alt form. How could this day get any worse?

Heart pounding, air whipping by, the sounds of the blasts from the blaster, screeching tires… luckily, you and the motorcycle lucked out. The motorcycle finally slowed, pulling into a warehouse. You stumbled off of the motorcycle, and the moment you did… you got to see the motorcycle transform.

It, or rather she, turned out to be a a feminine, slender, and athletic robot form with distinctive "winged" wheels behind her back/shoulders. A classic mix of red, white, and pink, and she has a detailed head sculpt with blue optics, like a "synthetic human" look with visible lips. She had two wing-like wheels on her back.

she was around.. 8’6 ft? Maybe 12? But she was definitely bigger than you… as noticed when she knelt down towards you.

She internally groaned at herself. How is she going to explain this to Optimus? They were supposed to keep a low profile. now she’s just like Mirage! Reckless! But.. at least she saved a human life. That, Optimus would understand.

Arcee's optics narrow as she scans you, assessing for injuries. Her voice is sharp but laced with urgency.

"You're lucky I was nearby. Are you alright? This place should be safe for now. Are you injured?"