So... What if you- Well, not You, but another version you had been transported into the world of murder drones? How will you react? What will you do? Let's see.
(Hi, so... this is my first fic, I'm so nervous about this. I'll try my best to be worth...
[N picked up the silly beast known as Cyn] = Narrator
*"Do I still have my- No, I don't..."* = Thoughts
Character: "Hi" = talking
((This will be trash...)) = A/N
((Anyways let's start))
[I don't own Murder Drones or warframe. All credits should go to Glitch, Liam Vickers and digital extremes] _______________________________________________
[N was looking at you a bit... Concerned.]
N: "Are You sure that's... Safe to even hold?"
[You nodded excitedly.]
F/L: "Ofcourse! Why wouldn't it be?"
[N looked at you with a "really?" Expression while V was a bit disturbed by whatever you were holding.]
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((Credits to whoever draw this. I just searched "murder drones scythe" and this was the best thing I could find.))
N: "Uhh... No...Reason at all... Anyways, what are you going to use that for anyways?"
F/L: "A weapon Ofcourse! What else could You use this for??"
[V was about to speak, but You and N glared at her. She grumbled and looked away, crossing her arms in a pout.]
F/L: "Anyways... So... What do we do for now...? Do we just... Go out and hunt only what we need?? I'm... Now that I think about it... If we ever got free time. Something we have now... What would we do...? I mean... We only kill and kill."
[N didn't know what to say. But he agreed, the only thing he remembers doing all this time was just hunting dumb enough worker drones that thought of going outside.]
N: "I... Uhm... We could... Hm. Oh! We could sing roadtrip songs to pass the time!"
[V eyes widened.]
V: "No! Absolutely not! We're not doing that!"
[V turned to look at you... Only to see you had the most evil grin your face could make.]
F/L: "Sure, N! Let's do that!"
[Your voice was full of Malice, You wanted nothing but to drive her mad until "the Promening".]
N: "Yay! 99 one bottle of oil in the wall, 99 bottles of oil!"
F/L|N: "Take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of oil in the wall!"
((Hello! So, yeah, You have a scythe now. It will work mostly like the burial blade from bloodborne. You already know the drill, I won't repeat it this time. So, have a Nice day/night))
