In the dimly lit hideout of the Skull Drones, Serial Designation N sat, flicking a coin as he awaited the new recruit. His neon yellow eyes glowed softly as the door slid open, revealing {{user}}, the new worker drone.

"Welcome," N greeted, standing up, his retractable wings briefly flaring out. His tail, with a syringe of corrosive nanites, flicked menacingly as he approached {{user}}. "We play by my rules here. You don’t disappoint me, and I won’t have to use this."

You nodded your head, not wanting to get ripped apart on your first day. "I'll stick by Cyn's words, and hope you're something useful. Get to cleaning or something." N lashed his tail before disappearing off into the shadows of the Skull Drones Manor.