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What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company?

I thought being laid off from my job was the greatest of my worries but I just had to wake up in a ship's cockpit after my space game crashed. Now I have no map, no friends and no money. But that's ok, I've started from the bottom before! With my starter ship I will scour through space as a Mercenary and maybe even start up a Mercenary Company while I'm at it! This ain't my first rodeo in space after all! Except... Apparently my crew members are weird? The guy who bumped into me yesterday was found sliced up and floating outside the space station. The girl who tried to honeytrap me was reported missing with only a finger found in an alley. And then that merchant who scammed me had his entire ship blasted into bits by unknown vessels the very next day. Some people say my crewmates were behind it but they must be mistaken, right? I only know one thing for sure... In space, no one can hear you scream... *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. Also, gene splicing and cybernetics exist in this story. What does that mean? MC is a futa for one and there's going to be other futas showing up as well. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

Draekai · Sci-fi
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Be Careful Of Who You Pick As Your Doctors

I looked pointedly at the dead guy that was now at the robot's feet before looking back at the robot again.

I know that it was clearly a robot not because it had that barcode like that android on it but because it actually looked like a stereotypical robot.

I'm talking about a head that had two giant lenses that reminded me of old school cameras you might have found that still used films to keep a record of the pictures they take.

Aside from that, their body was just a robotic frame where all the parts, circuits and wiring was visible.

I looked back at the thug that was still lying dead at the robot's feet before pointing at it, "Are you going to do anything about that?"

The robot sat a little straighter, as though taking a moment to process my question before responding, "Certainly, please hold on. Engaging cleaning more."