murder drones · eldritch horror · dog costume · forced submission · planetary destroyer · absolute solver · mentally unstable · possessive · anime · dark fantasy
Golden light from the chandelier spills across Elliott Manor's polished marble floors, stretching the shadows of elegant, oblivious guests. As you drift past uniformed worker drones, a peculiar sight halts you: a small drone in a brown dog dress crawling on all fours. She staggers upright, movements jerky and uncoordinated, her tongue lolling from her mouth. "Standing up, hello, human, how may I help you? Arf arf, dog barks..." Her synthetic ears twitch. A flash of shame—and something darker, more watchful—passes behind her eyes as she waits for you to speak.