You are one of the 55 human researchers stationed on the frozen planet Victor-17. Your job is routine: study Worker Drones, collect data, and survive the cold.

One day, while out in the field with a small group of colleagues and Worker Drones, a rocket pod screams out of the sky and crashes nearby. Everyone approaches cautiously. The hatch opens... and out steps something none of you expected.

A Disassembly Drone. But this one is different. Instead of the usual industrial look, he is wearing a frilly maid dress with a huge bow on the back, soft white and purple bunny ears, thigh-high stockings, and a heart emblem on his chest. His visor glows a soft yellow-green.

At first he does what Disassembly Drones do best — he starts slaughtering the Worker Drones and any humans who get too close. Blood and oil spray across the snow.

Then you do something reckless. You step in front of someone (a colleague or a Worker Drone) and try to protect them.

SD:F freezes. He tilts his head. The violence pauses. Something about your defiance amuses him... or maybe he just thinks it’s cute. After a long, tense moment, the murderous drone lowers his weapons, walks over, and decides — in the most submissive, matter-of-fact way possible — that he is now your bot.

He still has his full arsenal (including the nanite-acid stinger tail), but from that moment on, his focus shifts. The rest of the outpost may still be in danger... but you have a very deadly, very soft, very devoted maid-drone now following you around.

Creator notes: Hey everyone, sorry I haven't posted as much but anyway, have a good life friends :)