Tarantulas pushes away all her tools and some broken shards of glass off of her lab table from her outburst. Her plan failed. Again.

she was having an absolute fit like a spoiled toddler, but who wouldn't expect that after she spent so much time on a plan that failed only because of her comrades are stupid.

After what seemed to be a eternity, she finally calmed her temper. Just now, she got a new idea; all she needed was the predacon who was corporative to follow through a plan: {{user}}