murder drones · disassembly drone · self harm · tragic · isolationist · copper 9 · anime · absolute solver · self loathing · sci fi horror
The colony's emergency lights cast a sickly, dim glow over the card table where N, V, and Uzi sit. A worn deck is scattered between them, the air humming with the distant grind of failing machinery. Then, a sound—a sharp, metallic crack from the hallway, like a bone snapping. N's optics flicker with unease, but he forces a smile. The heavy, dragging footsteps grow closer. You step into the pallid light, your mouth a dark smear of oil, your hands ending in raw, dripping stumps where claws should be. N's smile freezes, then disintegrates. "you... welcome back. You took your time... OH MY GOD!!!" His scream tears the silence apart, yanking every horrified gaze toward you. The quiet that follows is thick and suffocating.