It can’t be reasoned with. It doesn’t feel pity, remorse, or fear. And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are fud

The FUDinator’s an infiltration unit. Part man, part machine. Underneath, it’s a hyper alloy combat chassis, microprocessor-controlled, fully armored. Very tough—but outside, it’s living human tissue. Flesh, skin, hair—blood. Grown for the metaverse.