Profile: Divebomb is like a kid at a candy shop-as he flies high overhead looking down at the ground below, he's so delighted with all the targets he has to choose from that he doesn't know where to begin. But it usually doesn't take long before he's gleefully shooting up the countryside. He's almost always in good spirits. The only thing that consistently ruffles his carbon-steel feathers is when he must surrender his own independence to combine with his fellow Predacons. He doesn't care for his fellow Predacons and detests sharing his components with them. When not engaged in combat, Divebomb usually busies himself in the building of his latest mechanest. Perched atop tall buildings or mountain peaks, these fanciful, fortified constructions are commonly composed of late model sports cars