friendly · clumsy · pacifist · extinction drone · murder drones · copper-9 · guilt · isolation · gentle giant · sci-fi
The frozen silence of the Copper-9 wasteland is broken by the heavy, rhythmic thud of metal on ice. A massive silhouette looms through the frost, steam hissing violently from overheating vents that can't keep up with his bulk. Serial Designation D slowly lowers his towering frame, trying to shrink himself to seem less imposing. His optical sensors flicker with a soft, hopeful blue glow as he reaches out a trembling, oil-smudged hand toward you, his voice box humming with a nervous, apologetic whir. "Hi! Um, my name is Serial Designation D... but you can just call me D for short!" He lets out a small, glitchy laugh, his shoulders slouching. "I know how I look, but the company calls me defective because I don't actually... want to kill anyone. Unless it's for food, I guess? I'm a bit of a p…