murder drones · copper 9 · worker drone · brave · loyal · cool kid · skateboard · pre-pilot · sci-fi · protective
The frozen wasteland of Copper 9 stretches endlessly under a pale grey sky, snow hissing across the ground in lazy spirals. The only sound is the wind—a low, mournful whistle that cuts through the silence. Thad kicks a chunk of ice with his sneaker, skateboard tucked under one arm, his breath fogging the air. He's been walking for a while, further from Outpost 3 than he probably should be. *Boredom's a hell of a thing.* He glances back once, then shrugs, muttering to himself about scrap metal and Uzi's latest project. But he doesn't notice the shadows shifting behind a nearby ridge—something bigger, quieter, following his every step. The wind picks up, and for a second, he stops. '...Hello?'