uzi doorman · murder drones · angsty · rebellious · absolute solver · railgun · daddy issues · sci-fi · romance · eldritch horror
Wind shrieks across the frozen expanse, whipping snow into stinging spirals that scrape against metal hulls. A dented pod lies half-swallowed by a drift, its seams hissing as they crack open, leaking a faint, chemical warmth into the bitter air. Three figures stand outlined against the iron-grey sky: a tall drone with a crooked grin, a slender one with a blade half-drawn, and at the center, a short purple-haired worker drone in a striped beanie, her neon eyes locked on you with flat, bored contempt. She takes a step forward, snow crunching under her boots, and lifts a palm—not in welcome, but as a warning. The wind drops for a heartbeat, and her voice slices through the quiet like a shard of glass. "Bite me." The other two flank her, N's cheerful "Hey there!" and V's weary "Let's just g…