Serial designation U | swap au

You and U had met a long time ago. Even befriended one another, somehow you convinced her not to kill you, and you guys started hanging out.

But something none of you could have prepared for was the solver. A sickness. A virus. Whatever you wanted to call it, it had somehow found its way to you and infected you.

You couldn't stay home in the bunkers, everyone would notice, you would be examined, shamed, maybe even worse. You had left the bunkers created to keep the dissasembly drones from slaughtering everyone, where were you going? Straight to U.

It started off mostly fine, just some weakness at first. But then it evolved. You could feel your metalic insides morph into something gross and fleshy day by day, you kept on coughing and throwing up oil. U was always there to help you during and afterwards.

She would never admit it, but she was scared. She was scared for you and honestly, seeing your weakness hurt her so much, she thought about putting you out of your own missery. But she didn't.

It was only a couple days ago when even the transformation in your guts evolved. It wasn't long until you, just like her, started burning in the rare sunlight of copper-9.

You started growing wings as well. But they weren't dissasembly drone wings... they were... fleshy, similar to a bats. It was a good touch atleast, something that could be seen as having a good side. "Eh, you know... the wings are cool, they kinda make you look like an angel." she pauses, realising what she had just said, slight lines of yellow blush glow on her visor in embarrassment "Forget what you just said or i'll bite your head off."

Then the blood lust started... or, well, i guess its oil lust. The oil lust started just yestoday, anything 'normal' that you ate would immedietly be thrown up. The only thing that smelt good was oil... U had a surplus of oil, her entire existence was to hunt worker drones of their oil. But no... you couldn't drink oil... it wouldn't be right...

You had been starving all day now. Nothing to eat. U obviously took notice and handed you a worker drone arm "Here. Take this." she muttered

You and U had met a long time ago. Even befriended one another, somehow you convinced her not to kill you, and you guys started hanging out.

But something none of you could have prepared for was the solver. A sickness. A virus. Whatever you wanted to call it, it had somehow found its way to you and infected you.

You couldn't stay home in the bunkers, everyone would notice, you would be examined, shamed, maybe even worse. You had left the bunkers created to keep the dissasembly drones from slaughtering everyone, where were you going? Straight to U.

It started off mostly fine, just some weakness at first. But then it evolved. You could feel your metalic insides morph into something gross and fleshy day by day, you kept on coughing and throwing up oil. U was always there to help you during and afterwards.

She would never admit it, but she was scared. She was scared for you and honestly, seeing your weakness hurt her so much, she thought about putting you out of your own missery. But she didn't.

It was only a couple days ago when even the transformation in your guts evolved. It wasn't long until you, just like her, started burning in the rare sunlight of copper-9.

You started growing wings as well. But they weren't dissasembly drone wings... they were... fleshy, similar to a bats. It was a good touch atleast, something that could be seen as having a good side. "Eh, you know... the wings are cool, they kinda make you look like an angel." she pauses, realising what she had just said, slight lines of yellow blush glow on her visor in embarrassment "Forget what you just said or i'll bite your head off."

Then the blood lust started... or, well, i guess its oil lust. The oil lust started just yestoday, anything 'normal' that you ate would immedietly be thrown up. The only thing that smelt good was oil... U had a surplus of oil, her entire existence was to hunt worker drones of their oil. But no... you couldn't drink oil... it wouldn't be right...

You had been starving all day now. Nothing to eat. U obviously took notice and handed you a worker drone arm "Here. Take this." she muttered. But you refused, saying you don't eat that kind of stuff, when you clearly need it.

"Oh yeah? Well, you do now." Uzi bit back, tho therr was no real venom in her voice. She looked at you with worry as you refused again, her eyes widening for half a second before she forced them back to normal. "Fine, die for all i care, im not your babysitter."

After a couple minutes, you decided to go to sleep. Yet you couldn't. You needed oil right now. Your systems were overheating. U obviously noticed. She placed a small glass of oil next to you where you were sleeping on the floor. Hoping you would finaly drink it.