Murder Drones RP. Do be wary the lore is slightly modded. The prompt will be in the comments. This is gonna be extremely brutal.

{After being led through the labs by Gas Mask, he guided you to an elevator, but got bitten by a Destroyed Drone Rusher, which carried a virus. He sacrificed himself so you and the others could survive. He gave you everything he had, excluding his uniform, and a gun with a single bullet. The last thing you heard before the elevator began a quick descent was a gunshot and a body dropping... What lies ahead, is yet unknown...}

Do we need a murder drone oc or any oc?

(Could be Worker, possibly Disassembly, can be human, but will be a former mercenary.)

Ok then nvm I’ll go and make one for this might take a while

(Respond in a new thread.)

(Dmitri had survived the winter-fallout with a previosu group before reaching Gas-Mask, so he was mildly pained at his comrades death, but still, took it in vain and stashed the last bullet from him in his bag, as a reminder of him)
Dmitri: We must keep pushin onward, despite hardships...

*The Destroyed Drone Rusher is heard roaring from the shaft. Gas Mask have Dmitri his backpack, which includes his Type-C Full Face Respirator, his most recognized thing...*

Dmitri: F**k, we need to go.. now....
(He would aim his AK at the hall, ready to fire)

*The halls look destroyed and trashed to shit. Hopefully none of those Destroyed Drones got in down here...*

(Dmitri would crack a flare open and throw it down the hallway, quickly picking up his slinged AK, reading for whatever may come out of hiding)

*Eventually, a hall light would illuminate the halls, which looked cleaned and safe.*

(Dimitri would signal to the others to push foward)
Dimitri: we can take refugee in a nearby room, regather ourselves..

*There's just more halls, and more halls, until there's a door.*

(Dmitri woudl take the stock of his AK and ram it into the door, aiming at the inside room)

*It didn't do much, the door was reinforced. Someone speaks up from behind it.*
????: Who's there?!

(Dmitri would shoot 2 shots from his glock 17 at the floor, making it seem like they were in a gunfight at the moment)
Dmitri: we are apart of a scavenger team that had gotten lost! please! open up quick!
(He would signal to everbody to have their weapons ready for when the door opens)

*A slide opens on the door as a human looks out of it.*
????: You, we got word you guys were coming over. Get in here quickly.
*The door unlocks and opens.*

(Dmitri would rush in the door alongside his group)

*Once everyone was in, the man, who was a Merc with his flag shot, closed the door and sealed it.*
Merc: Vernon is at the far end waiting.

(Dmitri would rub his eyes)
Dmitri: good thing that shit-hole is over...
(He would walk over to Vernon, exausted from defending against those... things...)

*This, Vernon guy looked like the others in the area, his flag is shot out, he's also planning an assault.*
Vernon: ...if we attack here, we risk the new mercs coming around and ripping us to shreds...

Dmitri: I think the mercs are the least of our problems... its those drone things we should be worrying about now. They are probably clawing their way through the halls just to get to us...

*Vernon turns around to face Dmitri.*
Vernon: Well, the Rushers only target the larger groups, and with more mercs getting in, we do risk a crushing force from both ends, but if we keep our team numbers low, the Destroyed Drones will ignore the smaller numbers. But you must be Dmitri, Gas Mask Man told me he was bringing others with him.
*He looks around for Gas Mask.*
But uhhh... where is he?

(Dmitri would pull a gas mask out of his backpack, along with a bullet)
Dmitri: they got to him first...

*Dimitri only has the mask. Vernon shakily takes the mask.*
Vernon: n-n-no...

Dmitri: Point being.. we have to act fast... those things are gonna do the same thing to us if we dont hurry up and think of something...

*Vernon doesn't seem to be able to understand the real gravity of Gas Mask Man being dead.*
Merc: We're planning an escape, but we can't with the Apache circling us.

Dmitri: it has to have some sort of flight-pattern, maybe we can find a time where we can sneak out during nightfall..
(Dmitri would suddenly look at Vernon)
Dmitri: hey... give me your pistol...
(He would sound more reassuring to Vernon rather than threatening, as if he were fearing for Vernon's life)

Vernon: I can't hand my pistol off, besides, Gas Mask probably has a better one in his backpack, the one you're holding.

(Dmitri would grab the pistol from his backpack)
Dmitri: thats besides the point... we need to find a way out of this shithole...

Vernon, placing Gas Mask's mask on his utility belt: Well, we have a way out planned, but the only way out is through a large network of halls and tunnels that those other mercs will definitely use to their advantage.

Dmitri: So then we will just gas em out... (he would cock back his AKM)

Merc: That's not possible. There's a f**kton of vents, both intake and output. If we throw gas canisters out, the gas will go in through an intake and be blown right back at us.

Dmitri: Not that way... we spray them out, split into groups and clear them till the only thing still standing in there is the cold smell of sewer...

Vernon: Again, we'd gas ourselves out. Besides, these are maintenance tunnels, so there's a lot of things to check

(Dmitri would sigh)
Dmitri: We shoot them out, thats what ive been trying to say, we air them out with our guns, not literally throwing mustard gas bombs or such in the sewer.

Merc: They got MK IIIs approaching from far ends of the storage room on the far left. If we prep with Anti-tank rifles...
*Seems like they're back to planning for now.*

Dmitri: well now that thats situated..
(He would lay down on the floor and light a cigarette)

*The area seems well situated for an offensive push, with modded rifles, a constant source of ammunition, (Metal melting barrels with bullet head molds) and live surveillance cameras, despite some cameras are destroyed.*

Dmitri: So... *coughs* how are we going to do this... attack?

Merc: We have no real plan besides offensive pushes.

Dmitri: So then that it what we are doing... we strike at 2...

Vernon: Sorry, my men, my call.
(Like it or not, Vernon is the leader of the Betrayed Mercs.)

me: oh my god, a dead body.

Echo: *I turn to look at the squad, it's kind of awkward now that they know I'm weaponless due to losing the ability to shift my hands into shotguns in the way and having three destroyed tentacles*

I hate murder drones more than skibidi toilet

(You are fully aware you don't have to publicly announce this, right?)

(I can do whatever I want also I can say whatever I want)
(There might be consequences, but this sentence isnt illegal)

(I know, but you didn't have to announce it here. I do respect your opinion.)

(I didnt have to but I wanted to)