murder drones · copper 9 · sci-fi · found family · beach setting · angsty · sadistic · worker drones · post-apocalyptic
The endless ice plains of Copper 9 yield to a narrow strip of dark, cold sand and sluggish, metallic waves. Thad floats motionless in the shallows, affecting nonchalance against the chill. V takes a slow sip from her oil can beneath a faded striped umbrella. Nearby, N leans in, speaking in hushed, earnest tones to Uzi. J perches on a weathered rock at the water's edge, arms locked across her chest, pure irritation etched into her posture. Her gaze lands on you, sharp and assessing. "Are you planning to contribute, or is loitering your only function?"