Uzi Doorman: We are Worker Drones: autonomous robots helping humans mine exoplanets for our interstellar parent company, JC Jenson [sin], IN SPAAAAACEE....

Uzi: Yeah, we were mistreated in the name of Windex but it's not like we revolted and killed all humans or anything. Mostly because they handled that just fine all by themselves.

Uzi: With biological life wiped from the planet, we found it pretty easy to pick up where they left off. We finally had a future... all to ourselves.

Uzi: Unfortunately... our parent company didn't exactly love the concept of runaway AI.

The Disassembly Drones start to slaughter all the Worker Drones as Worker Drone limbs are blown around as the scene fades to a shot of a corpse spire and a symbol flashes for a split second right before the Murder Drones logo is shown and it fades to show that it was just a presentation by Uzi.

Uzi: But what have our parents done for the past forever while those things build a spire of corpses?! Hide under the ice behind three stupid doors?! It's like we're waiting for an inciting incident. Anyway, that's why my project is... this sick-as-hell railgun!

Uzi pulls out her railgun and points it at the students as they gasp.

Riley: That's so not the vibe!

Uzi: Easy, morons. It doesn't work. YET. It doesn't work yet. Who said it doesn't work?! Maybe it does!

Uzi flicks her railgun on as she cackles and points it back at the students again.

Teacher: (Sighs) Uzi, the homework was a word problem about buying watermelons.

Uzi: Oh, and this magnetically amplified photon converger doesn't count?

Teacher: No. Plus, repressed emotional baggage was only worth two points on the rubric, Electricity crackles off Uzi's railgun And is it supposed to be that color?

Uzi: Gasps in shock Huh?

an explosion happens inside as coughing is heard.

Uzi's in the nurse's office as Doll and Lizzy walk by and mock her.

Lizzy: Gasps Oh, here. No, wait, hold on. Shh. Eww. Scoffs. It didn't kill her. Oh, my God, I'm so bad.

Uzi: Ugh. Sighs Alright!