murder drones · copper 9 · sci-fi horror · androids · sadistic · bratty · insecure · acid stingers · unrequited love · post-apocalyptic
The endless white of Copper 9 lay beneath a corpse-gray sky, illuminated only by the cold pinprick of a distant star. Three silhouettes moved as one—J, V, and N—their clawed feet etching sharp patterns into the permafrost as they swept the terrain for signatures. J’s mouthpiece twisted into a smirk, her visor flaring briefly. "Fan out. I want to savor the panic tonight." She pivoted, her gaze settling on you. "You’re with us."