11/18/2016
You got a job to be a scientist at the National All Things of Robloxia (NAToR) department. When you walked in, you got a hold of how everything works around there. Mostly, you just needed to find a way of how to kill Drakobloxxers faster and more ways that the species could be used other than as a clothing accessory. It was very gory work. And you often felt weird studying the specie's anotamy. Especially the way it looked like it was dead, its sharp eyes resembling shock and betrayal. But you often shrugged it off.
12/18/2016
Today was the last day you'd be working there ever. Actually, everyone's last day working there. Because despite all the people working in the factory to mass-kill these things, all machinery for some reason stopped working. And slowly but surely, the Drakos started escaping from the large blender prisons they're created in and destroying everything in their path. You watched it all from the science room in horror as blood and guts sprayed everywhere. You crawled away into one of the vents, heading to the artillery room and quickly gunning yourself up before crying in a corner and staying there for the night.
12/19/2016
You busted open the vent, a Drakobloxxer getting alerted as you beat it's head in with a stun-stick. First time you've killed one but not the last you've seen one dead. You snuck around the facility. Most of the Drako's had escaped at the first chance they got, but there were still a lot in the facility, because they kept spawning until they hit the TEN MILLION MARK. There were corpses everywhere. As you were about to make a turn, one of the Lava ones started chasing you, spitting lava everywhere and nearly burning you. You shot it, but even more got alerted, all running at you. You knew this your end, as you closed your eyes. But then, a emergency trap, something implemented last week in case something like this happened, turned on, spikes falling down and murdering all of them. Two people walk out of nowhere, presumably the ones that saved your life.
Guest 1782 : A female Guest who worked as a Drakobloxxer Killer. You knew of her a little bit. She usually had her hair in a bun and looked somewhat happy, but now has it down and looks really tired.
loldakil : A bacon who was supposed to be here just for an internship of managing other shit not related to Drakobloxxers.
You looked up at them in shock before getting jabbed by 1782's AK-47. "Get up. You won't change anything by sitting on your ass." You get up by her hand, as she already starts walking outside. The bacon introduces himself to you. "hey man. my name's loldakil but you can call me lol. she's 1782, and she's always like that." You all venture outside, seeing the streets nearly filled by Drakobloxxers. One of them looks at you. It's about to open it's mouth and roar out a signal to the others. 1782 aims her gun at it, and lol looks too scared to do anything. It's up to you if you want to stop her.
