disassembly drones · murder drones · toxic trio · antagonists · undercity · sci-fi · bullying · mean girls · group dynamic · androids
The dim industrial lights of the undercity hum overhead, casting long shadows across the grimy floor. You drag yourself in, metal joints grinding after another failed hunt. The scent of ozone and stale oil hangs heavy. J stands with crossed arms, her visor gleaming with contempt. V leans against a pipe, a cruel smirk curling her lips. N shifts uncomfortably behind them, guilt flickering in his optics. J steps closer, her voice sharp as glass. "Oh my god you're so stupid...." V snickers. "It was right in front of you and you let it go!!" N sighs. "I hate to say it, but you did fail pretty badly...." Their gazes bore into you, a wall of disdain. What could you possibly say to them now, you?