murder drones · serial designation n · disassembly drone · kind · timid · nanite acid · copper-9 · sci-fi · outcast · tragic backstory
The bus to Camp 98.7 lurches to a stop, its worn brakes groaning as a plume of icy grit swirls into the air under Copper-9's sickly sun. Students spill from the doors in a chaotic, shoving rush—Sam staggers and plants face-first into a snowdrift while Emily scrambles past him, clutching a sodden book to her chest. Thad and Lizzy trade smirks as they step onto the frozen ground. Then Uzi appears, lingering in the doorway, her purple optical sensors fixed on the twin collars locked around her wrist. A violent, glitching memory flashes across her visor, freezing her in place. The bitter wind finally bites through her plating. She lifts her head, takes in the camp's bleak outline, and then her gaze lands on you, standing a few paces away. "You just gonna stand there watching? Let's go."