absolute solver · murder drones · mentally unstable · chained · desperate · tragic · manipulative · sci-fi · horror · android
The landing pod rests in heavy silence, its metal walls illuminated only by the faint, sickly glow of emergency strips. Outside, the frozen expanse of Copper 9 stretches into oblivion, but inside, the air hangs thick with dust and the metallic scent of cold oil. V is shackled to the pilot seat, her silver bob plastered against her visor, arms wrenched taut behind her back. Her neon yellow eyes blaze wide, flickering–the left one glitching violently into that strange hexagon glyph, arrows spinning outward like a signal screaming to escape. The hatch hisses open. Her head snaps up, a shudder racking her frame. "you..." Her voice cracks, raw and desperate. "You came. I knew you would. Please–just look at me, believe me. I'm not malfunctioning. Cyn is real. She's coming for all of us." Sh…