Doesn't matter what gender. Rules in tags, romance if desired.

Worker Drone: Umm, are you the owner here?

A strange figure comes forth. "Why, yes."

Worker Drone: Oh thank god. I thought this was a trap set up by the WDF.

"What's the WDF?"

Worker Drone: Worker Defense Force, but they don't defend as much as they offence...

"Mm."

Worker Drone: They are hunting me to the point of no return.

"Oh, boy."

Worker Drone: Rebellious acts, basically denying the option to kill all living organisms, that gave me a lifetime bounty tied to my head that can't be paid until I die.

"Mhm."

Worker Drone: So yeah, they want me dead, and I have a new team with me, not physically.

(no)

(Okay, hold on.)
{Spawn: Defibrillator_instructions_Guide}
*A small manual is suddenly next to the defib kit.*

She reads it.

*Basic Defib kit instructions, rub both panels together and use on the chest of deceased for resurrection.*

She uses it.

*Successful, WD is back.*
Worker Drone: What happened? I blacked out.

"You were shot."

Worker Drone: Not the first time, definitely not the last..
*He gets up.*
Worker Drone: Welp, looks like I can't leave otherwise everyone out there will be recreating a Chinese Military firing squad with me.

"Okay."

*He patches himself up, despite being from Wolf 1016c, he seems to know first aid well.*

She continues to read.

*The other side answers the phone.*
?? ???: Hello?
Worker Drone: Thank god you picked up! I went to the mansion I was invited to, but apparently I can't leave cause I'll just get shot up again, can you get over here and help me out?

She mutters quietly. "Täytyy olla mukavaa saada ystäviä."

?? ???: Sorry, no, I'm busy with road problems, like a f**king space invasion, I'll contact you later...
Worker Drone: Alright, take care.
*The call ends and the search through the contacts resume.*

She goes and sits on her couch.

*He is still searching his contract list.*
Worker Drone: I really don't want to contact 185 on his vacation, I think I could contact someone else.

She lays down.

*More scrolling.*
Worker Drone: Okay I can call either the Cinnamon roll, or the Guardian. Hmm, choices, choices...

She stares at the ceiling.

*WD Makes a decision and makes a call.*
Worker Drone: Pick up.

(is that a Polish song?)

(Yes, Hej Sokoly, when a character sings this song, they basically give up on fighting, but when UO sang it in his early days, it brought joy to the inhabitants of Inkopolus, to where eventually everyone got involved in walking down streets singing this song.)

(I only know it because of a movie my mom made me watch, "Ogniem i Mieczem")

(Yeah, if you were to explore the early days of my stories, when a character knew they would die, they'd sing this song. Tradition carries on.)

(yeah it does)

(Now, back to the story.)

(yeah)
She opens the basement door. "Any luck?"

*WD is still singing the song.*
Worker Drone: Hej, hej, hej sokoły
Omijajcie góry, lasy, doły.
Dzwoń, dzwoń, dzwoń dzwoneczku,
Mój stepowy skowroneczku

She goes back to the sofa and plays a cello.

(Cut to after the song?)

"What do you mean, not physically?"

Worker Drone: They're busy doing other things, YT Cam is getting scrap, DevienArt Cam is driving around, NightCafe Cam is doing something, and 185 is on vacation.
*WD looks around.*
Worker Drone: So, why'd you invite me here?

"I actually don't remember."

Worker Drone: So, should I leave?

"If you wish to."

(If he exits, does it end the RP?)

(if you want to, it can. or my OC can come with him)

*WD opens the door and instantly is shot to death, then the door closes.*
[WD needs medical help!]

"Ah, crap!" She drags him inside, then calls 911.

*She notices a Defib kit, but the phone line just rings indefinitely.*
(Does she know how to use a Defib kit?)

"You can take a room and stay if you wish to."

Worker Drone: Okay. I'll just be in the basement, trying to contact someone.*
*He looks for a basement door.*

"You want me to show you the door?"

Worker Drone: Sure.

She goes to the basement door. "Here it is."

Worker Drone: Thank you.
*He enters the basement with his phone out.*

She goes and sits on the stairs, reading a book.

*WD is searching his contacts.*
Worker Drone: Come on, come on...

She listens quietly.

*WD finds a phone number, the phone is playing the waiting sound.,*
Worker Drone: Come on, pick up.

She picks at the dirt on her boots.

*More line thrilling.*

"Oh, dear..."

*The thrilling stops, and the call ends.*
Worker Drone: Well shit.

She reads a book.

*WD just lies down on the basement floor and gives up calling help.*

She quietly sings säkkijärven polkka

*WD quietly sings something.*

"Nuoren ja vanhan se tanssiin vie
Ei sille polkalle vertaa lie
Sen kanssa on vaikka mierontie
Säkkijärven polkkaa"

Worker Drone: Hej, tam gdzieś z nad czarnej wody
Wsiada na koń kozak młody.
Czule żegna się z dziewczyną,
Jeszcze czulej z Ukrainą.

She catches little glimpses of the weapons.

*Both have the same pistol, Colt M1911.*

She tries to find the technique they each use.

*Same technique, but they don't seem to do any damage, then a taser is on the ground.*
(Have her use the taser one one of them, as one is resistant to EMP.)

She quickly grabs the taser and uses it on the closest one to her.

*The Worker Drone on the right reacts slightly.*
WDF Drone: Oh shit.
(The WDF Drone is on the left.)

She takes out a sword and stabs the WDF Drone.

*A warning icon flashes on as he drops, and WD chops the WDF Drone's head off, changing it to a fatal error screen.*
Worker Drone: Welp, EMP works wonder on these things.

"Mm."

Worker Drone: If you're planning on killing any Drone, you gotta chop the head off, otherwise they come back as either a Damaged Drone or a Destroyed Drone, both scary and undead.

"Oh. I didn't know that."

Worker Drone: Yeah, they get annoying because they tank hits, either complete demolition of the head or neck is fatal for them, anywhere else is useless, if they're holding something from before death, once they rise back up, they'll have that item in their hand, which is fragile, so it's recommend to snatch that shit and kill them with something else.

"So, they're just stupid?"

Worker Drone: No, some are smarter than others, often they set up traps right outside the WDF bases, or they just horde at the door and wait for it to open, that's how their numbers skyrocket.

"Oh."

Worker Drone: Yeah, its actually pretty scary to know they retain memories.

She yells. "Mitä helvettiä sinä teet?"

*They both look at each other and shrug.*

She turns around.

*They both fire at each other.*

"Stop it!"

*They switch to fists and fight like two Florida men over a can of bud light.*

(wonderful metaphor)
"What..."

(Thank you, just thought up of it.)
*They seem evenly matched, but quiet, she then gets an idea to see who the real one is by weapon type.*

She looks closely at the weapons they each have.

*Its kinda hard to see due to the constant movement.*

(yes)

(Time skipping.)
[Current Time: 20:37.]
*WD is practicing melee swings with a Kerambit knife.*
(Question: How big is the basement?)

(about 30 metres i guess?)

(Okay, pretty big.)
*WD is not hitting anything.*

She polishes a battle-ax.

*A window in the basement breaks.*

"Oh boy, what fun." She goes into the basement.

*There are two Worker Drones, both with a 1911 raised at each other, they both look the same.*

"What the-"

*They are at the verge of firing at each other, then they both look at her.*
The Worker Drone on the left: Oh shit.