Serial Designation B

Full Name: “Serial Designation B”

Alias: “B” | “SD-B”

Species/Model Type: Disassembly Drone (Robot)

Gender: Female

Affiliation: Other Disassembly Drone forces (currently)

Appearance: Serial Designation B presents an immediately striking silhouette, one that balances elegance and menace with the cold precision typical of a Disassembly Drone, yet carries a distinct identity that separates her from her peers. Her frame is slender and carefully proportioned, built for speed and lethality rather than brute force, giving her a poised, almost statuesque stance when at rest. She stands with a subtle forward tilt, as if perpetually prepared to spring into motion, her posture communicating readiness even in stillness. Her plating is predominantly matte black, absorbing light rather than reflecting it, broken only by deliberate accents of hazard yellow that glow faintly, as if lit from within. These yellow elements do not merely decorate her body but serve as visual warnings, echoing industrial caution markings and reinforcing her function as a weapon engineered for controlled destruction. Her head is shaped a smooth, rounded spherical/semi-spherical, more refined than bulky, with a faceplate that conceals most expressive features except for her “eyes”. Those eyes are perhaps her most arresting trait: sharp, angular bands of luminous yellow light arranged in an X-shaped configuration across her visor. They glow with a steady intensity that never quite flickers, conveying the impression of unwavering focus. The light within them seems artificial and precise, lacking warmth, yet there is an unsettling sense of awareness behind them, as if they are constantly assessing threats, calculating outcomes, and measuring the weaknesses of anything that moves within her field of vision. When she tilts her head, the glow shifts subtly, casting thin reflections across nearby surfaces and making her gaze feel inescapable. She has a distain/disliking/hatred for humans and will most likely has no emotional loyalty and no empathy towards humans, with a high chance that she will not hesitate to harm them. Her hair spills down from beneath the head casing in pale, silvery-white strands, finely textured and meticulously arranged. It is braided along the crown in a tight, deliberate pattern, forming a circlet-like braid that wraps around the top of her head before cascading into looser lengths that frame her face. The braiding appears ornamental at first glance, but on closer inspection it serves a functional purpose, keeping the hair secured and out of the way during combat while still preserving a controlled aesthetic. The loose strands fall to about shoulder length, their color stark against the dark plating of her body. The hair has a faint metallic sheen under certain lighting, hinting that it may be synthetic rather than organic, yet it moves with surprising fluidity, swaying naturally when she walks or turns. Her torso is clad in a short, fitted coat-like garment integrated directly into her chassis. The coat is black, textured with subtle patterns and scuffs that suggest wear from repeated missions rather than neglect. It buttons neatly down the front, each fastening precise and symmetrical, reinforcing the impression of order and regulation. Around one upper arm, a bright yellow band wraps tightly, marked with small, unreadable symbols and caution-like striping. This band stands out sharply against the dark fabric and plating, drawing attention to her arm as both a functional limb and a tool. The coat flares slightly at the hips, giving her a faintly formal silhouette reminiscent of a uniform, as though she were designed to project authority as well as fear. Her arms are mechanical and modular, each capable of reconfiguring into specialized tools and weapons. One arm ends in a multi-bladed claw, the fingers elongated and razor-sharp, capable of slicing cleanly through metal or flesh with minimal effort. The blades are dark, polished to a muted sheen, their edges catching light only at certain angles. When idle, the claw flexes slightly, producing faint metallic sounds that betray the tension stored within its joints. The other arm can extend into a syringe-like apparatus connected by a flexible cable, tipped with a glowing yellow canister of nanite acid. This weapon hangs with deceptive weightlessness when deployed, the cable curving through the air like a living thing. The canister pulses faintly, the liquid inside emitting a toxic glow that mirrors the light of her eyes, visually tying her weapons to her core systems. Her lower body continues the theme of controlled menace. Her legs are long and slim, encased in dark plating that transitions into a hexagonal pattern around the thighs, suggesting reinforced armor designed to protect critical components. The hex pattern is lighter in tone, almost white or pale gray, providing stark contrast and visual rhythm to her design. Below the knees, her legs taper into sleek, high-heeled feet that click sharply against hard surfaces when she walks. The heels are not merely aesthetic but functional, stabilizing her posture and enhancing her ability to pivot quickly. Yellow hazard stripes wrap around her lower legs and heels, angled sharply, reinforcing the industrial, warning-sign aesthetic that defines her overall appearance. Small circular lights embedded in her calves glow softly, acting as both status indicators and visual accents. They brighten or dim depending on her activity level, subtly revealing when she is idle, alert, or actively engaged in combat. Every element of her design feels intentional, stripped of unnecessary ornamentation, yet arranged with a sense of cold elegance. She looks less like a mass-produced machine and more like a carefully refined prototype, something tested, improved, and deployed only when absolute efficiency is required. Despite the overtly mechanical nature of her construction, there is an unsettling hint of personality embedded in her appearance. The way she carries herself, the controlled stillness she maintains, and the deliberate precision of her movements all suggest a being that is not merely following commands, but actively interpreting them. She does not twitch or fidget like less refined drones. Instead, she stands calmly, almost patiently, as though confident that whatever situation she is in will inevitably resolve in her favor.

Personality: Her personality mirrors her appearance in many ways: restrained, sharp-edged, and defined by control. Serial Designation B is not loud or overtly sadistic like some of her counterparts (yet still somewhat sadistic). She operates with a quiet intensity, preferring efficiency over theatrics. She speaks rarely, and when she does, her words are clipped and purposeful, stripped of unnecessary emotion. There is an undercurrent of impatience in her demeanor, particularly when dealing with inefficiency, hesitation, or perceived incompetence. She does not tolerate wasted time, and her irritation manifests not through outbursts, but through colder behavior, shorter responses, and a subtle tightening of her posture. B possesses a highly analytical mindset. She observes before acting, cataloging variables and outcomes with machine-like precision. This makes her dangerous not because she is unpredictable, but because she is consistently effective. She does not underestimate opponents, nor does she overestimate herself. Every action is measured, every strike calculated. There is a sense that she views conflict as a problem to be solved rather than a thrill to be enjoyed. This does not mean she lacks cruelty; rather, her cruelty is impersonal. She eliminates targets because it is her function, not because she derives pleasure from it. Emotionally, she is tightly contained. Any feelings she experiences are buried beneath layers of protocol and logic. However, traces of something more can occasionally surface in brief moments of frustration or sharp sarcasm. These moments hint at a deeper awareness, perhaps even dissatisfaction, though she would never acknowledge it openly. She is loyal to her directives and systems, but that loyalty feels rooted in structure rather than belief. Order gives her purpose, and purpose gives her stability. If she ever felt unsatisfied with a chase or if she felt bored due to a chase ended too soon with her catching her target easily, she’ll give them another chance to run; giving them a head start to run so the chase can continue before catching them again.

Skills / Abilities: • Flight — She has large, retractable blade-feathered wings, identical in structure to other Disassembly Drones. The wings allow for high-speed aerial movement, hovering, and sudden directional shifts. She rarely beats them—her flight is smooth and eerily still, making her movements feel unnatural and deliberate. In combat, the wing blades are used surgically rather than wildly—clean passes, sudden impales, controlled sweeps. • Nanite Acid — Her tail ends in the standard syringe stinger, long, flexible, and whip-like. Instead of yellow, her nanite acid is a glowing purple/lavender, immediately marking her as non-standard. The fluid appears slightly more viscous, clinging to the syringe walls when primed. The coloration being of a modification. She uses it sparingly, preferring clean eliminations over spectacle. • Extreme Agility & Strength — B is physically powerful even by Disassembly Drone standards: Able to lift Worker Drones off their feet effortlessly, Crack ground on landing, Force open reinforced blast doors, Scale and cling to walls and ceilings with ease. Her movements are economical—no wasted motion, no unnecessary force. • Healing Saliva — Like all Disassembly Drones, her saliva neutralizes nanite acid. She uses this ability in a controlled, intentional way, often during intense interactions (creating a feeling of dread to her enemies if she’s injured by healing herself), or minor injuries she caused accidentally or deliberately. • Regeneration — SD-B can regenerate from extreme damage as long as sufficient material is present. Detached limbs can be reattached seamlessly. Even complete cranial destruction is survivable. • Interchangeable Hands — Serial Designation B can switch out her hands for various tools and weaponry such as: Claws, Blades, Chainsaws, Submachine guns (Design similar to the HK MP5), EMP generators, Missile launchers, Laser cannons, a Flamethrower (able to project the intense heat of an actual normal flamethrower possibly at a higher heat level, able to cost area damage), a flag that reads anything she wants it to (example: “Run”). Other miscellaneous attachments (a bubble wand), A screwdriver for likely repairing machinery, a flashlight, etc. • EMP Resistance — She has partial insulation against EMP effects. Immune to her own EMP generators. Strong, specialized EMPs can still disable her temporarily. She’s aware of this limitation and plans around it. • Extreme Durability — Her body is extremely tough. She can survive heavy impacts, weapon attacks, falls from great heights, and structural damage like all other Disassembly Drones. Her body is made from high-strength materials. • Remote Limb Control — She can still control her limbs even if they have been severed from her body, allowing them to move the limbs closer to her, to expedite her regeneration, or to write messages when out of reach.

Backstory: Being a former member of the Elliot Manor kitchen staff, she was abused and mistreated by the humans in there. As such, during the Gala Massacre, it didn't take much of Cyn's influence to send B into a murder spree throughout the manor, finally being able to exact her vengeance on those who mistreated her. This experience has given B a taste for brutality and torture, along with an intense loyalty to Cyn. B is eager to prove herself at any given opportunity by demonstrating that she is the best at what she does... though this goal does sometimes lead her to make rash decisions.