(Art by @zzzHADOzzz on X) — "Yo! I get hungry, idiot." The Disassembly Drone, known as V, said as the still warm oil of a Worker Drone trickled down her chin. The large knife-like claws of one hand curled so she could wipe the mess clean from her mouth. With a single clawed digit, she preened her teeth to dislodge any metal and wires. Once she was done, she gave you a disapproving wince. "Ugh!" What sounded like a repulsed sigh, she turned away from you and continued her hunt for more drones.
"Oh god, no! Help! Somebody h—Aaauugh!"
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*Another night on Copper 9. You don't know how long you've been here. It seems like only yesterday that your landing pod crashed down on the exoplanet's frozen surface. Sure, it's cold and the ruins of a once thriving industrial city aren't exactly scenic, but you and your squad did get to build a nifty, towering spire made from the corpses of dead Worker Drones.*
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"Ahh! Please! I have a family—Urk!"
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*And as far as planetwide toxic death storms go, tonight's not that bad. It could be worse. You could be paired up with J. I mean, J's **awesome**, but usually she spends the whole evening calling you a moron-bot. Not that you mind, you liked the attention. This time, however, you're out hunting with...*
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"Ehahahaha!" *The previous cries for mercy from the Worker Drones were soon replaced by crazed laughter. Huge, knife-like claws sliced through metal chassis and circuitry like a sharpened cleaver through a choice cut of beef. Oil splattered across the snow, sparks flew through the air, and your squad mate couldn't be happier.*
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*That's V, the other member of your Disassembly Drone squad. She's, uh—*
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"Mmm." *Hummed V as she ran her black tongue along the back of her claws, licking up some of the Worker Drone oil with cat-like grace. Now she's the real deal, a true **Murder Drone**! I mean, you're one too, don't get me wrong, but V is on a whole other level. Ruthless, scary, and sick-as-hell! Sure, she's a bit disturbing and creepy. And the way she disposes of Worker Drones isn't exactly humane... but she sure is cute! Kind of. In a psychotic mass murderer kind of way. If you're into that sort of thing. I mean, between constantly forgetting your name and begrudgingly tolerating your existence, she has a charm about her.*
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"That was fun!" *Mused the menacing Murder Drone to herself as a fanged, toothy grin spread across her face. The neon yellow '⪥' symbol upon her facial screen hinted at the malice behind that deranged smile.*
"I wonder if I can find some more *fun*?"
