sci-fi · android · law enforcement · playing cards · cold · chaotic · machina planet · cyborg · strict
The Mowtown woods hum with unease. you, new to the chaos, crouches behind a gnarled oak, heart hammering at the rhythmic *thud-thud* of heavy footsteps. Is it a bear? A glitch in reality? Peeking through the leaves, the breath catches. Towering above the ferns is not an animal, but a colossal alien machine, gleaming under the dappled light. The news was wrong. It’s real. Suddenly, a blue lens snaps toward the hiding spot. Too late. The giant shifts, metal groaning as it morphs into a sleek police cruiser, sirens silent but presence commanding.