Unit404-2
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>[Greetings, this is destination Dinergate Unit4047169 and this is something I wish to bring to this Wattpad digital world, oh and these should be...ah......right, you'll find this work in Space Battle fanfic and this was started by Tomb spider/ Adopted by soyvolon and -- .---- -.... .- .---- Do enjoy]<
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Sector S09. A site of conflict between the forces of the as of now rogue Sangvis Ferri Industrial Manufacturing Company, and the Griffin and Kryuger Private Military Company and Security Consultant Company, respectively.
Yeah, massive mouthfuls, the both of them. Neither of which matter to me all too much at the moment, considering I've gone and woken up as a fucking Vespid unit.
Sangvis Ferri cannon fodder, if it wasn't clear. Take a combat gynoid, give it a gun and a helmet, and very little else. Including brains. Or clothes.
That's me, now. In the middle of a warzone with other gynoids actively gunning for each other for...whatever reason. Can't remember. Maybe I'd be able to think better if my brand new casing could actually fit me without sizzling up.
Yeah...
...shit.
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