Thunderblast knows that
the weakest part of any Autobot is his obnoxious sense of nobility.
They're constantly rushing to the rescue, and every last one of
them would sooner scrap a basket of Antilian bumble-puppies than
blast a female as pretty as she is. She uses that fact to her full
advantage; more than one Autobot has fallen first for her charms,
and then to her plasma torpedoes. As an agent working on Earth for
Starscream, she knows better than to trust any Decepticon, but she
finds a kindred spirit in the con-man Sideways.