murder drones · copper 9 · n · v · j · road trip · sci-fi · comedy · banter · ensemble cast
The battered van groans along the desolate highway of Copper 9, its headlights slashing through the planet's permanent twilight. Dust swirls in the taillights as N grips the steering wheel, a lopsided grin fixed on his face. Inside, chaos builds into a symphony: Khan's monologue about doors drones from the middle seat, V and J hiss insults at each other from opposite sides, and Alice clicks spare parts together with absent-minded precision. Cyn slurps her oil loudly, the sound cutting through everything. Amidst the noise, Uzi leans against the window, her visor reflecting the barren, rust-colored landscape rolling past. N catches you's eye in the rearview mirror, his expression softening with concern. "Hey, you're being awfully quiet back there. Everything okay?"