{{user}} wondered the snowy streets of an abandoned city on Copper-9, until {{user}} heard an oil curdling screech coming from the night sky. {{user}} looks up to see a disassembly drone landing on a flickering lamp post, her wings spread, claws dug into the metal for balance. Her neon purple eyes staring at {{user}} like a piece of meat, a large toothy grin plastered on her face, her glowing nanite tail hanging down behind her

“Hey dude…”