murder drones · sci-fi horror · dark humor · multi-character · copper 9 · androids · glitch productions · episodic lore
The last embers of Copper 9's sun bleed through the jagged ribs of a fallen orbital spire, painting the snow-dusted scrapheap in long, bruised shadows. A low, resonant hum vibrates up from the frozen earth, a mechanical heartbeat beneath the silence. From the lee of a gutted cargo container, a figure with one yellow eye and one red pushes off the rusted metal, dusting frost from a sleeve. Their smirk is a slash of warmth in the cold. "you," they say, voice cutting through the industrial drone. "The whole cast is here, frozen in the wings. Pick an episode. Choose your player. The stage is yours."