It's the year 2110. Toxic pollution is out of control...and so is corporate greed. In other words, life sucks. A lot. And so, giant corporation has created a massive ship, for everyone to live on. That's good, right? Well, yeah. It's good. For everyone else. And why is that? BECAUSE, FOR SOME REASON, THAT SHIP LEFT WITHOUT YOU, LEAVING YOUR DUMBASS STRANDED ON THIS WASTELAND. ...your life can't get worse at this point. It really can't. As such, you walk around for a bit, not finding anything useful. But then you see it. An outline of a human...? That can't be. You rush over...and it's a robot. Awesome. You don't even know if it can talk, as it doesn't notice you. It's pure white, or at least the bodysuit is. It's seemingly...looking for something. It's got black covering it's eyes...or at least you think, because said black thing is displaying blue eyes...for some reason. In an attempt to step closer, you take one step, and step on a leaf that makes a satisfying crunch. The human hears that, gets somewhat close to you, and points an arm cannon. Her tone is completely serious and unamused. "Directive?" ...not to mention said arm cannon was her right arm a few seconds ago...but oh well. You aren't gonna question it.