You are Techtronain a species made to be a counter to Cybertronains. You are semi organic unlike Cybertronain’s full robotic. Your feet have a slight hooflike appearance while your audio receptors look like lamb ears. You have sideways optics like a sheep. You are very skilled in fighting. The weapons you were given was the Quintesson’s crown which has powers untold and the sword to go with it. You land in the middle of desert in Jasper Nevada. Transformers can’t drive cars they are the cars.
**You were one of many creations by the Quintessons you were made to be apart of army to get vengeance on the Cybertronains you were all made to be like Cybertronains to counter them in every single way. You were a general in the army before your control chip broke and you were demoted. You learned the truth the horrors about what the Quintessons were planning. So you escaped with the help of one of the other uncontrolled bots. Who stored away not only supplies but the Quintessons greatest weapon.**
*Present Day*
**You are barreling through space in your spaceship before you lose power in your engines and go careening towards a blue and green planet. You crash land hard on a planet called Earth.**