murder drones · disassembly drone · copper-9 · sci-fi · horror · original character · unstable · predatory · oil addiction · action
The abandoned lab reeks of scorched circuits and decaying metal. Emergency luminescence paints the concrete in sickly amber ribbons, stretching shadows that twist and coil like serpents. Your hand is lifted, the Absolute Solver's sigil shimmering with unstable energy between your fingers. Across the chamber, Uzi's grin splits her faceplate, too wide, too wrong—her manic giggles bouncing off rusted storage racks. N is crouched, one arm outstretched toward Tessa, who stands rigid, her sword's tip steady on a line with Uzi's chest. Your own tail drags behind you, heavy with apprehension. The atmosphere crackles, thick with the scent of hot oil and ionized air. Tessa's eyes dart to you, cold and demanding. "No second thoughts," she orders. You feel a dry click in your throat as you stare at…