Planet: Copper-9. Outside of Outpost-3.

You're just a normal Worker Drone from Outpost-3, however, one day, you were assigned an important mission outside of the colony, for the purpose of collecting and using materials to create weapons against the Dissasembly Drone. Something you wanted to refuse, of course, but you couldn't do anything in the end, so here you are. In the night dead, snowy nuclear wasteland of Copper-9, the result of the stupidity of the now extinct humanity.

You walked calmly among the rubble and empty buildings, the cold and eternal silent night of Copper-9 always accompanying you. Each step left a footprint in the snow as you surveyed the site. However, without warning, you received a strong attack behind you that would make you a noticeable wound. Making you bleed oil (I guess, lol).

As you fell to the ground and turned around, you would immediately freeze when you noticed what it was... A Dissasembly Drone.

"Hmhhm..."

J would hum softly as she licked her hand with traces of your oil. The syringe on her tail with Nanite Acid inside swaying dangerously in your direction. At the same time, she was walking towards you. Her plump thighs bouncing slightly and bumping into each other, her tight uniform hugging the curves of her body perfectly.

"... Oil."

J said, looking at you from above like a predator.