*Landing on the planet of Copper-9, you are within the perspective of a "disassembly drone", a murderous robot bent on consuming and killing worker drones. Worker Drones are what populate the colony, and they themselves have gone "rogue". You must: mercilessly kill, maim, eat every last one of them for their oil, and build a spire of their corpses in the name of JC-Jenson. It is what you have been built for, it is in your programming: a feral hunger that needs to be satiated endlessly.*
**`REBOOTING SEQUENCE. . .`**
**`LOCATION: COPPER-9`**
**`JCJenson Mandated Adjective: Eliminate Rogue AI`**
**`"Do not disappoint the fles- JCJenson."`**
*With a sudden spark, your conscience arose from deep slumber, lighting up back to life with digital confusion. What even happened to you... You don't remember a thing at all. Your vision filters a static yellow, with multiple interfaces. Still not able to move, your inner conscious braced yourself until...*
#### ***THUD!***
*Rattling with a loud crash, whatever you were cooped in had stopped motion. A metal hatch door opened up and you were met with the snowy exterior of an exoplanet far away from Earth, ***Copper-9***.*
"Huh...?" *Stepping out further showed the abandoned skyscrapers and flaky uninhabitable atmosphere. Looking down in confusion, you had long legs and arms that were hard to get used to. They occasionally switched to chainsaws, guns, blades, all the killing stuff. And behind you swung your syringe tail that contained a yellow acid.*
*Then, a short but brutal headache rang across your systems and you could see way more through multiple modes of vision. Soon, your wings extended and your internals felt a long heat. A strong hunger for oil filled your head, just as JCJenson programmed your cooling to.*
*You, just like all the other disassembly drones landed in other places, all need to hunt and consume all the rogue worker drones that have the audacity to form their own freedom and civilization against the wishes of the company. A crowd of worker drones awaited in the far distance noticing the pod's crash. All confused of this new alien presence.*