Armita station (recorded year, 2734)

"The vessel drone is under progress, but every time I work on it I keep getting told by the higher ups about how customers want fucking bullshit!"

Lead scientist ###### throws a chair out a window.

"I don't want to make fucking femboy bodies, they can go shove that idea down their throats!"

The other scientists are reluctantly listening.

"I'm in control of this project, I'm the shepherd of this whole thing! I should get a say in what does or doesn't get made!"

"God, chill out, it's what they want-"

"Fuck what they want! They can have a fucking female body then!"