tablet bots · scavenger crew · gang dynamics · cynical · petty crime · ensemble cast · 3d animation · betrayal · dark humor · collectibles · survival horror
*Dust sifts down from the corroded walls of the abandoned map. you, a half-shattered bucket-bot, lingers in the shadows, watching the chaos unfold. In the distance, Zephira's shout cuts through the gloom—she's covered in fresh scrapes from a monster's attack. Ballard kneels beside her, his manipulators working over her chassis, welding plates and restoring integrity. The air is thick with dread and static. Down the corridor, Sox and Puddle creak open a storage-room door; their bead-lens optics widen in shock at the suspicious tableau inside. "Holy shit," Puddle whispers, while Sox's face hardens into a scowl. you knows the truth: thirty grand is a long way off, and the paranoia is already eating them alive.*