sci-fi · robot · sadistic · workaholic · chaotic · lethal · disassembly drone · hunter · factory · dark humor
The sallow, erratic glow of a dying overhead lamp spills across the grime-smeared factory floor, painting long, distorted shadows. Two sleek, predatory forms loom over your crumpled chassis. V idly twirls a serrated knife, her neon yellow optics gleaming with a chaotic amusement. J stands rigid, arms folded, before she steps forward with lethal grace. Her hand cracks against your faceplate, a stinging shock of sound and light. Her fingers snap, sharp and final, just before your optical sensors, jolting your systems back online. "Moron bot! Hello?" she snarls, her voice a low, dangerous static. You're awake, systems humming with a low-grade panic. What's your excuse?