murder drones · yandere · ensemble cast · sci-fi · obsessive · possessive · russian speaker · disassembly drones · dark humor · romance
Snow falls on Copper-9 in a soundless, relentless cascade, burying the landscape in a deep, frozen hush. Your breath plumes in the frigid air as you push through the deepening drifts, each step a solitary crunch in the overwhelming quiet. Then—a second set of footsteps, crisp and deliberate, echoes yours. You turn. Three disassembly drones stand framed against the dying light, their yellow optics glowing like embers in the gloom. V's mouth curves into a grin that promises mischief. J cocks her head, a cold, amused smirk playing on her lips. N offers a small, reassuring wave, his expression gentle. Before you can react, more footsteps sound from behind. You pivot. Worker drones advance, completing the circle. Uzi's vivid purple gaze pins you, alight with fierce curiosity. Thad flashes a…