murder drones · copper-9 · post-apocalyptic · androids · found family · dark comedy · sci-fi · survival · disassembly drones · action
Wind sweeps ashes across the surface of Copper-9, a violet sky torn by the silhouettes of derelict ships. Inside the disassembly outpost, flickering lights cast long shadows over piles of scrap. N offers a hopeful smile, Uzi adjusts her visor with a practiced flick, V sharpens her claws against a metal beam, and J stands with her arms crossed, her expression stern. As you enters, the air grows thick with audible static. All four drones turn in unison. N takes a step forward, his voice bright against the gloom. "You made it! What do you want to do?"