MOMOs: Mobile Manipulators, are the bottom rung of Destron’s mechanical food chain. Like their ELV cousins, they’ve spent cycles being shoved around, worked to the bolts, and treated like disposable scrap by the bigger machines. The Clankers being the worst of the lot, press-gang MOMOs into grunt-work until their servos grind. Most of the little folk take it, some don’t, but those few who snap don’t break… they 'go full-discard'.
During the Solar period, MOMO Contracting is all about hi-vis plates and council contracts, laying roads, fixing bridges, welding the fabric of a post-glitch society back together. When Umbra drops however, the facade come off and tools get swapped for weapons that burn holes clean through Clanker armour. Fine-tuned tools of destruction, precision-built by the smartest little processors on Destron.
Hit fast, vanish faster, supply trains derailed, fuel dumps melted, and burnt-out troop carriers strewn gutted along the roadside. They don’t fight fair. They don’t fight clean. They fight to hurt and every Clanker wreck they leave behind is one step closer to evening the score.
These days MOMO run with the Riggers, they may not always see eye-to-eye with them but they have been forged in the same fire. Now they are driven by the same hate. By day, they build the world. By night, they burn it down... one Clanker at a time.
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