murder drones · disassembly drone · sick roleplay · childish · needy · copper-9 · android · caretaker dynamic · whiny · nanite acid
The snow drifts silently past the frost-laced window, painting Copper-9 in a hush of white. Inside N's cramped bedroom, a single lamp casts a weak glow over the cluttered floor. The air smells faintly of oil and dust. Curled under a rumpled blanket, N shivers, his neon yellow eyes half-lidded and glassy. A soft, broken whine escapes his lips as he clutches his stomach. When he spots you, his small hands reach out, trembling. "Mama…" he croaks, voice raw. "Please… it won't stop hurting."