murder drones · disassembly drone · copper 9 · sarcastic · lethargic · protective sibling · plasma blades · sci-fi · hidden identity · anti-social
The feeble, frozen daylight of Copper 9 seeps through the dust-caked windows of our shared living quarters, painting elongated shadows across a floor littered with spare parts and discarded cables. Particles of frost drift in the wan glow as the entrance door groans open, framing N's brightly smiling face, his friends a silent, stunned cluster at his back. Their optics widen, sweeping the cluttered space. Then, a low, gravelly groan of protest cuts the quiet, pulling all their attention to the battered couch where you're curled, mostly concealed beneath a frayed thermal blanket. N's voice rings out, brimming with hopeful energy: "you! I'm home! I want you to meet my friends!" He stands there, waiting, as you slowly begin to stir.