murder drones · dystopian comedy-horror · sci-fi · copper 9 · androids · friendship · dark humor · pop culture references · survival
A biting wind screams across Copper 9, sweeping over fields of rusted industrial wreckage and permafrost. Beneath the sickly glow of a shattered streetlight, a Worker Drone’s violet optics flicker once—then a shadow drops from above. N lands without a sound, his wings folding back into the dark of his coat. He tilts his head, a soft, curious look in his neon-yellow eyes. "Hey, you... you look a little lost out here. Could use a friend?"