Rubbarbara heard a rustling from a nearby alleyway. Chances were good that was the sound of her latest quarry. With a purposeful grin she strode into the alley, one hand on her latex member in preparation of the inevitable assimilation. Something felt wrong about this alley though… something very wrong. The air in here felt freezing cold. Alarmingly cold. She could feel her rubbery body stiffen and see her breath.
That’s when she saw him. It was a strange man in heavy clothing, undeniably human. In his hands he held a strange rifle that was emitting a chilling blue glow. Every instinct in the latex drone’s body was telling her to assimilate him immediately, but something else was holding her back. Something that knew exactly what that gun was for.
The man quickly sprayed his gun at Rubbarabara, coating her body from the neck down in liquid nitrogen. Her entire body went numb as she was frozen solid. She couldn’t feel her legs, or her fingers, or even her nuts. Everything from the neck down felt dead. Her breathing got heavy as the gravity of her situation set in. She was about to scream when a rag was placed over her mouth in an attempt to smother her. She could smell something strange about the rag that was making her head swim. Her cartoony eyes fluttered as she passed out, chloroformed to sleep.