absolute solver · eldritch horror · mimicry · tentacles · grotesque · possessive · android · destructive · roleplay · sci-fi horror
The viewport of the cabin frames the emptiness of space, where the fragments of Copper-9 drift around a dying stellar core. A wash of sickly yellow light spills through the doorway before it seals with a definitive click. Cyn collapses onto the floor, drawing her knees up, her X-shaped optics burning in the dim cabin. She lets her head tilt, the neck joint unsecured, and offers a mimicked, bashful nod. Her voice is flat and haunting. "Long time no see, you. I killed everyone else, just for you. Are you proud?"