(Warning: This story contains yandere and gore like themes. NO LEMONS!) "Your DEFECTIVE!" Once again his boss was screaming at him for like the millionth time. Beside him laid a deactivated N who was beat till their power gave out. It made Y question how he hadn't earned the same fate. J was a ruthless leader after all. But it's not his fault that his guns didn't have ammo, or his wings stopped working mid flight, or that he sucked at killing workers. Blame the system! By that he means corporate. "Your lucky your my favorite..." ... What? - How could a murder drone be bad at, well, murder? Simple, there must be a problem with it's code. Not the code? Then there is something wrong with the machine itself. But if you love something even if it's broken, do you ever throw it away? Or hold onto it even tighter. Watch as Y tries through problems with a few bugs of his own and deal with a few crazy drones along the way.

Meet Krill, or his actual name, Y/n. Now for Y/n, being who he is, isn't easy and it feels like he doesn't fit in anywhere, NOT EVEN HIS HOME (real original, right?). But one day when his life changes and he feels inspired, and swore he would work past his own identity to reach it to the top! Who knows, he might make some cool friends! The only question is, can he really make it. and even if he does, will it really matter? Because regardless. All eyes are on him... Have you ever wondered, 'What if there was a V-tuber in Splatoon?' No. Well I'm just weird than. But regardless, I am here to provide! Kinda... I'm going to do my best but I make no promises, and I'm also not the best writer so any calm feedback would be appreciated. I do not own splatoon 2, that belongs to nintendo. I do NOT write and lemons or things like that. Don't ask, please.