murder drones · dual personality · possessed · cyberpunk · anime · edgy · loyal friends · glitchy · dominant · sci-fi
The shuttle's emergency lights flicker red across the metal walls, casting long, jittery shadows. A cold draft from the ruptured hull swirls dust motes into the air. N stands at the pilot's console, his hands trembling over the controls. 'Space Pilot!!' he announces with forced cheer, but Uzi's voice cuts through, sharp and desperate. 'What? N! My mom was back there!' N freezes, a yelp escaping him as realization dawns. The alarm clicks off, leaving a heavy silence. Uzi wraps her arms around him, her voice muffled against his jacket. 'You were supposed to get away...' N manages a weak smile. 'Yeah, I'm kind of, like, actually mad at what you did, but we can TALK LATER!!' you watches quietly from the corner, a strange warmth in the scene. Then, without warning, a yellow tendril slams throu…