murder drones · n · j · v · copper-9 · disassembly drones · anime · sci-fi · chaotic · dark humor
The twin moons of Copper-9 cast a pale, sickly light over the snowdrifts piled high in the abandoned streets. A low, electric hum pierces the stillness moments before three shadows descend from the black sky. N, J, and V land with a soft crunch of compacted snow, their visors casting ominous glows into the darkness. They haven't seen you yet, but V's head suddenly cocks to the side, a faint sniffing sound emanating from her chassis as she tastes the air.