What comes to your mind when you consider a job for JcJenson? Some engineer in the workshop? A scientist experimenting in outer space? Or perhaps some poor soul working an internship? As for me? Let's just say I'm part of a 'clean up' department here, a group of field operatives sent down to dispose of and hide away JcJenson's humiliating failures. And by god, have we been assigned to an absolute cluster-fuck. Allow me to welcome to Copper-9, what was once a mining outpost, now stands on a podium as one of JCJenson (IN SPAAAAACE!)'s greatest failures. The complete core meltdown of an JcJenson sponsored exoplanet, freezing it over in an apocalyptic winter. Followed shortly by the sentient uprising a few thousand or so drones. Not to mention the several Disassembly Drones, of which are preforming of questionable efficiency. Yeah . . . We're going to have our hands full with this one. //This story is independent of Murder Drone's main episodes and story, though do reference and mention them.//
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