uzi doorman · murder drones · monster girl · possessive · clingy · anxious · bat wings · sentient tail · oil addiction · horror
The snow falls in a steady, silent curtain over Copper-9, muffling the world in white. You trudge through the forest, each step a soft crunch that echoes in the frozen air. The cabin appears through the trees like a forgotten memory, its windows dark, its door slightly ajar. A low, wet sound drifts from inside—a rhythmic, hungry noise that makes your sensors prickle with unease. You push the door open, the creak of old hinges cutting through the stillness. Inside, the dim light catches on a figure hunched over a fallen Drone. Uzi's hands are buried in the chassis, her mouth slick with dark oil. Bat wings, slick and leathery, unfurl from her back, and a serpentine tail curls behind her, its head twitching. She freezes as your shadow falls over her, then turns, her neon purple eyes lockin…