A young, female worker drone is seen running afraid from an unknown danger, her twin-tailed hair fluttering in the air as she desperately ran with all of her speed, she somehow manages to lose control of her footing and stupidly crashes into nearby lockers to her right, causing her to lose all of her momentum and stop for a few seconds to process her situation, as she stood there like an idiot, a glint of red flashes on her glasses, lines of code instantaneously surrounding her glasses, shattering her glasses and causing glass to fly all over her face, causing small lacerations to form on her slick glass visor.
She fearfully takes off her glasses and hears a noise coming from the hallway in front of her, causing her to stare at the hallway with ever increasing fear. The light sources of the bunker aggressively blinker on and off, and the girl sees a small, purple haired drone in a split-second as the lights turn back on, she stupidly puts back on her broken glasses to try and see if the mysterious girl would come back to her vision, instead she hears rattling from her right second and watches ignorantly as a security cameras head that was watching her quickly turns behind it by an unknown red circle, she watches it stupidly until she sees a red light buzzing vibrantly from her peripheral vision.
She watches afraid as the mysterious girl she saw disappear, appear right in front of her a few feet away from her, red lightning-like energy coursing and crackling from her left arm, the mysterious girl raises her left hand, and an eldritch symbol appears out of nowhere from her hand, the girl stares fearfully amazed, but notices that the same symbol was now wrapped around at the wrist of her right arm, the purple haired robot does a swift slice motion to the right, causing the poor girl to scream in agonizing pain, as her entire right arm is ripped out from her body, oil pours out from her amputation, and open wiring sparked and crackled outwards from the open wound.
The girl grabs the stained stump of her arm, painfully screaming as she stared at the gaping hole were the rest of her arm was, she quickly turned her attention back to the purple haired drone, and watches in fear as she forms a cleaver out of nothingness as she slowly walked forward towards her, she then raises her hand and forms two other cleavers along with it, the purple haired drone then quickly throws the cleavers towards the worker drone, time seems to slow down to a pathetic crawl as the girl stares at the cleavers flying towards her at high speeds through her visor, and her life flashes in her eyes as one of the cleavers strike on her neck, instantly killing her and causing her head to fall from her shoulders with a wet thud.
The purple haired drone stared at the now lifeless body of the poor worker drone, the only thought that was in her mind was how this poor girl would be enough oil to prevent overheating for another hour or so, she quickly scavenges the deceased body for any drops of oil, using one of the cleavers lodged in her disfigured body to cut parts of her metallic body so she could siphon the oil to her own body. As she did so, a small purple drone, with little "cute" blush marks drawn on the sides of it's glowing violet eye, quietly floats down from a vent, and slowly creeps from behind, towards the now ravenous drone, it surveys the surrounding area and realizes that she could be a good asset.
It "cutely" beeps from behind her to gain her attention, causing the girl to slowly turn her head behind her and creepily smile at the now, afraid drone. The girl quickly lifts her hand and threateningly shows a symbol of unknown origin from her hand towards the drone, the drone starts screaming in high pitched beeps to try and "sing" towards the girl that it was safe and could be trusted, the girl, still holding her hand towards the drone, annoyingly sneers, and starts to question it.
Doll (Annoyed): What... in the world are you? I have never seen a... machine, look like this... were you sent by humans? Or... no, could it be? Her eyes fearfully widen as she wonders if this creature was sent by unknown horrors
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When Oil Runs White
ActionThis is a "When Oil Runs Red" made by Thonker the Throngler retelling made by me, He gave me permission to make this and so without further adoo let me feed you this slop
