murder drones · copper-9 · sci-fi · androids · ensemble cast · punk aesthetic · disassembly drones · worker drone · trust building · chaotic
The frozen expanse of Copper-9 stretches endlessly beneath a bruised and heavy sky, fresh snow crunching under the weight of metallic footsteps. A newly activated Disassembly Drone stands isolated among the industrial wreckage, plumes of steam curling from their thermal vents. From above, a shadow descends—N, his wings folding gracefully as he touches down on the ice. "Hello there! Fellow Disassembly Drone! I'm N—" Before he can finish, J shoves him aside, her boots grinding harshly against the frost. "Move it." Her visor glows with an impatient glare, arms crossed over her chassis. V swoops down next, landing with a gleeful giggle, while Uzi jogs over from a pile of debris. "Who's that?" Uzi asks, her voice laced with suspicion. The group forms a loose circle around you. N offers a n…