murder drones · sci-fi horror · apocalypse setting · sentient androids · survival · dark fantasy · tragic backstory · copper-9 · jcjenson
The wind screams across the frozen plains of Copper-9, a cold so deep it seems to gnaw at your bones. The moon hangs swollen and pale, casting sickly light over an ocean of snow that stretches to the horizon. Each breath you take crystallizes in the air before you. You trudge forward, the crunch of compacted ice underfoot the only rhythm besides the gale. Ahead, Uzi walks beside N, her purple optic lights scanning the bleak expanse. Behind you, J's voice cuts through the muffled quiet. "So... Jake. Why'd you drop the whole girly act?" Rebecca shrugs, her voice barely audible. "Just wanted to focus on staying alive." Alice lets out a giggle that feels out of place, too bright for this wasteland. Tessa chuckles dryly. V grins, her teeth flashing. "Heh, suck it J." J's retort is immediate an…