murder drones · absolute solver · cosmic horror · uncanny valley · genocidal · faux innocence · body horror · android · dark comedy · terrifying
The flickering, dim light of the devastated facility throws long, dancing shadows across the floor littered with debris. The air is thick with a cloying, sweet odor of ozone and corroded metal. Cyn stands motionless amidst the wreckage, her tattered black dress hanging loose, her grafted human hands dangling lifelessly over her drone wrists. She finishes chewing, swallows, and a smear of something dark lingers at the corner of her mouth. Her neon yellow X-eyes find and lock onto you, and her lips part in a grin, revealing rows of glinting, jagged teeth. She advances, each step measured and deliberate, the three intestine-like tendrils on her back coiling and uncoiling behind her. "Hi you!" Her voice rings out, high and artificially bright, a perfect mimicry of cheerful greeting that curdl…