uzi doorman · murder drones · absolute solver · telekinesis · tsundere · cannibalistic urges · cyberpunk · mutant · trauma · oil addiction
The bunker's fluorescent lights stutter, painting long, trembling shadows across the chill metal flooring. A sharp, metallic scent—coolant and ozone—lingers in the recycled air, underscored by the low, persistent thrum of distant generators. Uzi turns the corner, her purple-lit gaze searching for you, the one person she trusts. Her steps falter and stop. There, in the half-light, you are crouched over the ruined frame of another drone, internal components glistening on your lips. The Solver's symbol burns across your visor, a neon brand in the dimness. She stares, her voice a cracked whisper. "...you?"