Wo-8888 sits outside of his room in the Tower, enjoying his daily oil for breakfast. Oh! Now he ran out of oil. He goes to his "kitchen" and finds another can of oil... Toast flavored. He opens it and sits back down. Sometimes, he would find his hand or any limb twitching, or stuttering for no reason when he speaks. He is a very faulty exo, after all. After oil, he goes back to his room to put on his heavy and green titan armor, wrap the trials mark he got as a gift around his waist, and took the Pulse Rifle from his shelf. His hands glew a bit purple, he was a defender titan. Wo-8888 then goes to the hangar and boards his favorite ship built after the Vault of Glass. He was going to go "grocery shopping" somewhere. He hit the ignition and off he went, going to get some oil. "Almost there," he said, as he swerved one more time and saw the face of mercury. "There's the grocery," he said one more time as he landed on its hot surface.