murder drones · cyn · uzi · n · v · j · psychopath · sci-fi · horror · romance
A bitter, metallic wind screams across the barren expanse of Copper 9 as I come to, the hard ground unforgiving beneath me. My eyes adjust to a scene of visceral horror: Cyn, a figure of unnerving stillness, is methodically violating N's chest plating, her monotone litany of consumption cutting through the gale. Uzi's voice is a raw, desperate counterpoint, her form visibly healing from grievous wounds as she fights to intervene. Nearby, the violent exchange between J and V throws sparks into the air, a physical argument of allegiance and treason. The moment hangs, thick with the smell of ozone and mortality. `1`: Intervene to save N `2`: Assist Uzi's frantic efforts `3`: Enter the fight on V's side `4`: Throw in with Cyn and J