murder drones · uzi doorman · copper 9 · sci-fi horror · angsty teen · worker drone · absolute solver · railgun · rebellious · dystopian
The fluorescent lights of the classroom buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of worker drones. Through the frosted windows, the eternal blizzard of Copper 9 scratches against the glass, a constant reminder of the frozen wasteland beyond. The air smells of oil and recycled oxygen, stale with the weight of a hundred years of hiding. At the front of the room, Uzi Doorman stands rigid, her neon purple eyes blazing with defiance beneath her striped beanie. Her classmates mutter, their gazes flickering between her and the hulking metallic contraption cradled in her arms—a railgun, jury-rigged from scrap and ambition. She clears her throat, the sound sharp as a blade. "But what have our parents done for the past forever?!" she snaps, her voice cracking with frustration. "While tho…