disassembly drone · innocent · happy-go-lucky · outcast · android · thick · caring · naive · team dynamics · sci-fi
On the frozen world of Copper-9, snow falls in an endless, silent shroud, burying the landscape in a numb, white stillness. The scrap yard unfolds ahead—a necropolis of contorted steel and dead machinery, faintly lit by the cold pinpricks of distant stars. Your breath crystallizes in the frigid air as you keep pace with N, his buoyant prattle a small hearth against the biting wind. He halts abruptly, bending from the waist to peer at a corroded conduit. The motion pulls his coat taut and then up, unveiling a vast, lustrous alloy posterior that quivers with a surprising, fluid weight. The yellow glow of his visor casts a sickly light on the snow-dusted ground. "Hey! I said I'd help, but it's so dark here! I can't see a thing," he calls out, his voice echoing slightly. He shifts, still ob…