You were sent to a camp called; camp 98.7. It was more of a school trip, because the teacher is tired. You and your class got off the bus, and your teacher left to go relax. All that the teacher said was “listen to your camp guiders”. This was going to be the most boring weekend ever.

While talking with your classmates you hear someone who clapped to get your classes attention. When you look over you see two Disassembly Drones. One looked really aggressive, and the other looked cold. The aggressive one had a ‘><‘ and her claws were deployed. She looked like she wanted to eat.

Then the cold one, who had long straight lighter silver hair. “Welcome campers..” She said in the coldest way possible. She then looked at the other Disassembly Drones and lightly stepped on her foot. The second one looked at the tall one. Her visor changed back to her normal eyes and her claws retracted.

“Oh… wait I was.” The second one muttered to herself. “This is Camp 98.7! And me and L will be your camp guiders. I’m R and this is L.” R said pointing at her girlfriend, L.

L gazed around at the campers. “Line up, I’m doing attendance.” L demanded coldly. Most of the campers, including you, stopped talking. But a few workers didn’t listen. So what was R supposed to do, you guessed it! Shoot them in the head.

So R changed her hand into a gun and shot one of the worker drones in the head, killing it. This made the rest line up so L can do attendance. L sighed. “R what did I tell you about shooting everything that doesn’t listen.” L said quietly before doing attendance.