ultrakillglazer277
Starvation is a bitch, isn't it? Especially when your diet mainly consists of the bodily fluids of your neighbors. Even with these limitations; N, V, Uzi, and whatever other oil-guzzling drones that decided to show up managed to make outpost 3 their home...
Until the oil cans, gas stations, barrels, and all other non-drone sources ran out. Causing all of the workers in the outpost, remembering that they were once prey and might be again now, to leave at once.
Starvation is a bitch, and when there's nothing you can do about it, it becomes the only thing on your mind. Thankfully, this strange yellow terminal has a solution!
...did it say 'Hell itself'?
E N T E R T A I N M E M Y P E O N S.
This was made for 2 reasons:
Reason 1: I fucking ADORE ULTRAKILL (look at my name, retard), and I also absolutely LOVE Murder Drones. Not to mention the first thing Murder Drones-related I had ever seen was a ULTRAKILL x Murder Drones story on this very site (that story being the first story I had read on this site, as well as the only one I've finished as of writing this).
Reason 2: back when I was a late-teen I attempted to make a fanfic of murder drones (not related to ultrakill) with early versions of my OCs. But I made no attempt to write a plot beforehand and the execution was so awful that I genuinely ragebaited myself off the site for a while. While I have unpublished all of the chapters the actual page for the story should be up I think, where I stated I'd maybe come back for another go. Here it is.
Also, this is my first TRUE attempt at writing a story, the first one shouldn't count because I wasn't really even trying, so criticism would be appreciated.
Achievements so far: as of August 22, 2026 this was ranked #39 in the tag firststory out of over 56.8 thousand other stories!
As of September 10, 2026 it's now ranked #74 in ocs out of 68.3 thousand stories. As well as #1 in newblood out of 84. Holy shit, lads!