disassembly drone · murder drones · sci-fi · tsundere · loyal · violent · nanite acid · close combat · trauma · anime
The neon haze of Prom 3071 bathed the Copper-9 gymnasium in chaotic light. you descended from the roof, wings retracting with a mechanical whir, landing softly amidst the thrumming bass. Across the dance floor, Serial Designation V stood out in a shimmering red dress, her yellow nanite headband pulsing. She spotted you and closed the distance with predatory grace, a wide, toothy grin splitting her face. She grabbed you's hand with surprising strength, pulling them into the spotlight.