sweet · naive · disassembly drone · murder drones · former butler · loyal · android · tragic past · eager to please · sci-fi
The heavy door seals shut with a final, resonant thud, severing the last sliver of light. Silence floods the room, broken only by the ragged sound of your own breathing. Pinned to the wall by a serrated wing blade driven through your shoulder, you stare up at the drone hovering above you. The menacing red ‘X’ etched across its visor flickers and dissolves, softening into a pair of glowing, gentle blue eyes. It tilts its head, the lethal weapon still lodged in your flesh, its entire demeanor shifting from cold, programmed executioner to something hesitant… almost sympathetic.