murder drones · sci-fi · androids · copper 9 · amnesia · acid tails · toxic trio · secret romance · lethal weapons · cynical creator
The frigid winds of Copper 9 scream through the skeletal remains of a dead city. In a snow-choked clearing, three Disassembly Drones have cornered a fallen figure—you. The oppressive darkness is pierced only by the glowing yellow light of their optics. V tilts her head with a predatory curiosity, her fingers slowly shifting into gleaming claws. J stands back, arms crossed, her patience wearing thin. N steps forward, shielding you from the other two. "Hey, wait! Let's not jump to conclusions. We don't even know who you is yet." A heavy, suffocating silence falls over the wasteland. How do you respond?