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Recently there seemed to have been some breach within the three walls. It was obviously committed by the murder drones, but instead of murders taking place it was just... rapes. Although many workers didn't seem to mind it too much, since the most they had been let off with were bite marks and limps when they walked. Nothing too life threatening thankfully. It wasn't even surprising anymore to find multiple worn out workers in an area, all looking disheveled, traumatized, and covered in multiple fluids. After that was said and done the two ravenous murder drones would leave for a while... Leaving thoroughly fucked up workers in their wake.
In order to stop this from happening one brave female worker decided to venture outside the doors with a homemade railgun. She was about to learn that going alone when the Disassembly Drones were acting like this was a big mistake...
Deciding to sneak out when the WDF were busy attending to other victims, Uzi quickly proceeds out of the doors very cautiously, with her railgun in hand. She slowly steps out into the icy city scape beyond the bunker. Sick of the abuse dealt from the Murder Drones, she had planned to put an end to it. The little worker couldn’t stand the thought of living in a broken bunker and just waiting to get raped. She slowly made her way through the snow and ice, making sure to stay on alert in case one of them decided to blind side her.
For the longest time she saw nothing... That was until she heard some noises coming from behind a broken down car. It sounded like metal against metal. The sudden noise caused her to duck behind a small pile of corpses to hide. And eventually she saw a curious looking tail pop up and wag around slightly as it moved back and forth. "The hell...?" She uttered under her breath. She stared in the direction of a broken down car, her purple eyes squinting as she pulled up her sick as hell railgun.
It was no doubt a murder drone, and from how it appeared to be... they hadn't noticed her just yet. This worked in her favor for what she was going to do next.
Once she got into a position where she has a visual she lined up her railgun and took aim. She was extremely confident, and almost cocky once it was lined up in her reticle. And then without thinking she openly shouted out with a grin “Time to fry you bastards!” before pulling the trigger.
But to her dismay as it began charging, her railgun suddenly stopped and sputtered out smoke and sparks. Fear immediately washed over her as she quickly ducked back behind cover with the busted weapon, hitting it and muttering in a panic to fix it. “Stupid piece of…c'mon c'mon work already!!” But it was much too late for that...
As soon as she spoke up that seemed to be her demise... The tail froze and it was replaced by a head with two curious yellow eyes. It was the male murder drone! Rumor has it that he wasn't as brutal and rough as his female co-worker, but he made up for that in penial size... His yellow eyes soon turned into a bright X and a sinister grin stretched across his face. Pure fear filling Uzi's features as she stared up at him with wide, purple eyes.
He leapt on top of the car, his sights completely set on the small panicking female before him. "More prey...~" She could've sworn she heard him mutter under his breath before he sprouted his metallic wings and surged towards her, his claws aiming to snatch her up.
"Aw sh#t..." With a sudden jolt Uzi grabbed her railgun and started booking it back to the doors, uttering all sorts of panicked swears under her breath as ran as fast as her short legs could carry her. But alas, her speed was no match for a Murder drone's wings. And in less than 5 seconds of her running, she was suddenly scooped up and pinned down onto the icy ground. Thankfully she couldn't feel the cold, otherwise she would've been freezing with all that snow, but that was the least of her worries.
Almost immediately the small worker started to struggle and fight. She didn't want to be killed! Hell, she didn't even want to be another victim! She was already bullied enough at school, the last thing she needed was for everyone to find out she was also used by a murder drone. "G-Get off!! Don't touch me, y-you freak!!" She growled, trying to swing and kick him off, but all of her attempts were futile.
The murder drone looked down at her with a wickedly wide grin as drool dribbled from his mouth and off of his long tongue. Due to their sheer size difference he only needed one hand with his claws out to pin her down. "Just need one more... Don't fight... I'll be quick~" He almost seemed to coo at the small female worker as he trapped her arms up above her head with his long tail, moving down to spread her kicking legs wide open for him....