- You, a [REDACTED] Drone sits in a trash pile. Silently crying. Being rejected from pretty much every group. And it makes sense. The humans did make you to eradicate all drones, no matter what type of drone, Murder or Worker. You just can't help but satiate your primal urges. - - As your oil-like tears fall from under your screen, you hear some footsteps and talking coming from what seems to be the left. -

N: "I still don't get it. Please explain the plan to me one more time." V: "N! Get your head in the game! Not like you haven't ever. Why should i expect different..." Uzi: "Hey now! Don't bully N for being... a dim bolt. He is just... different." N: "Is that a compliment or... an insult?"